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Video - Union

[Well, what a nasty couple of weeks, huh? Perhaps the face of someone from the Divine Theater might be helpful to lift your spirits today. Especially since he's smiling big himself with a clear sky as his background.]

Hey, everyone! I know everyone's been going thru a lot the past few months, so I thought I'd show everyone something fun for once! Like me finally getting to fly!

[He moves the Warp Band around to show that he's standing on the edge of one of the higher bridges in Union, and then back at himself. His full-sized wings flutter in anticipation.]

I haven't been able to try it before, what with everything else going on. So, in the spirit of Soulfasting, I'm gonna give everyone a treat by streaming my first flight! I hope everyone cheers me on!

[...he's suspiciously devoid of his Pokemon as well. Unusual, for those who know him. Something to be concerned about?]

((OOC: Something I've been meaning to do for a while. Either pester him in person, or over the Warp Band.))
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[Union - Various Areas; OTA]

You may be visiting the local markets for some food and supplies. You could be heading off to work in the Industrial District. Or you're just strolling thru some of the nicer parts of the rebuilding Residential District. But at some point in the past several weeks, you may have noticed an odd little thing.

A very loud, odd thing.

You see, there's a Haunter and a pair of Gyarados, trying to play out some instruments similar to those played by Glacier natives. Plus, they're singing at the same time they're attempting to play. It's very loud, very rough-sounding, and quite honestly, just extremely noisy in the 'disturbance of the peace' way. And are those bottles of alcohol laying around them...?

Either way, feel free to either admire(?) their music, or try and shut them down.

[Union Divine Theater - Closed to non-Theater CR]

Maybe you're really good friends with Right. Maybe you're rather exasperated with him at times. Or maybe you're just one of those he's met a few times, and highly respect. But for whatever reason, at some point after Gigas opened its gates to Union and its allies, Right has invited you to drop by his room at the newly-rebuilt Divine Theater to discuss 'something important'. And for once, it's mostly empty of his small army of Pokemon. Really, the only ones there are the Crobat snoozing in his closet and the Herdier that's snuggled up in his lap.

He's also a little nervous. Hard not to when he's got something important to say, but doesn't want the wrong people realizing what he's doing until after it's happened. "Thanks for coming by on short notice. I really appreciate it."

((OOC: First option will have Right butting in after a few comments in each thread. Second option is where he spills the beans regarding the secret group behind the Divine Theater. All options take place over the past 4 or 5 weeks, for reference.))
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[Today, inside the Old City's catacombs, there's... something else. It isn't a Pokemon. It's a person. That, given the very existence of the Delvers, isn't such a surprise. However, it isn't a Delver, either.]

[Darth Sidious wears what a member of a secretive cult should wear: a cloak, hood pulled up to cover his face, save for the yellow glow of his eyes. It's more than Enlightened power that obscures his identity as Sheev Palpatine.]

[He carries himself differently. This isn't a grandfatherly man walking about; he stalks, wearing that thick cloak, and while he's slightly hunched... there's something subtly spry about how he carries himself. And the crackle of purple light surrounding him -- well, that's nothing like Palpatine.]

[Sidious stares at something on the wall, trying to make sense of it. A Golurk hovers nearby, huge arms crossed.]
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As discussions branch and mount in Union about how to handle Gigas's diplomatic overtures, news of a more pleasant variety reaches the city from Glacier. Although still rebuilding from their own city's far more disastrous dragon attack, the people have banded together to host "The Thawing", their annual celebration of the coming of spring. In appreciation of all Union has done for them, all citizens of that city are invited - encouraged, even - to attend. Glacier has its own pride, after all. It would like to show its new allies what it looks like at its best.

Just...don't expect to go without a sweater or a jacket. The city may be "thawing", but that doesn't mean it's warm.
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While Union was happy to agree to a ceasefire with Gigas and treat with them in earnest, it seems the Seekers have held some suspicions of the great Empire for awhile now. And thus, enlisting in the help of a few hand-picked Union agents, they stole into the deepest vaults of Gigas, hoping to recover items of great power and learn the truth about the city’s purported guardian gods.
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[Someone has been hard at work since returning from Glacier.]

[Or at least, trying to be. Space wasn't really the issue. He'd found a small room and with permission, set it up as a temporary dark room. He really needed to just rent out a studio but for now, being as he was still settling after the Oakenshield residence went up for sale, this would work for what he needed it.]

[He had some pretty important pictures to develop. It's too bad the place covered in huge, extroverted pokemon made that really difficult.]

[About the sixth time someone tried to open the door (Three or four times with it still being locked somehow) Hayato just set out his two biggest pokemon to guard the door while he worked.]

[Feel free to still try to bug him. Nikon is kind of a pushover and Fuji is really easily distracted. He could probably use an interruption.]


[When the video clicks on. Hayato can be seen with a bright grin. He's wearing a work apron and a pair of goggles on his head- his usual for working on photos. As such his antennae are visible for once instead of being crammed under a hat. They flick and twitch with his expressions.]

So it looks like everyone had a pretty good trip. We made out okay even if I've gotta be kind of hush hush about the details, but what about everyone else? Got anything fun to share?

[It looks like he's about to say something else when there's the distinct sound of a door opening and a creaking of hinges. He jolts, antennae flicking straight up and he turns towards the hall he was standing near.]


[Someone tried to go in the dark room again. The feed ends as he's running towards the source.]
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Proposal Day is upon us! A day of romance and affection - whether you want to put up with that or not! After the attack, the people of Union are eager to get back to normal life, and the holiday presents the perfect opportunity to at least make the attempt. For couples, it’s a day of dates, romantic outings, and elaborate proposals. For non-couples, well, there’s always single’s night at Teeters, or staying home eating Citadel food and watching TV. You know, whatever.

This is an open mingle post for those looking to celebrate (or try to avoid) Proposal Day festivities. We’ve also provided a few prompts for your convenience!

1. A ring is the most sacred symbol of marriage and a time-honored proposal tradition. As such, jewelers are out in force, offering both rings and other fine jewelry, typically exorbitantly priced, at major discounts, making them slightly less exorbitantly priced! It’s everywhere, are YOU ready to buy a ring for that special someone?
2. The parks, restaurants, and shopping plazas are absolutely full of couples today. With so many people out and about it’s crowded and difficult to get anywhere. Whether you’re partaking in the festivities or just trying to get somewhere, you’ll probably be waiting for a bit. Once you get there though, the decorations are quite festive, as are the many street vendors with delicious smelling food tempting you to try some!
3. The Chansey Cafe is baking up some special Cheer-Up Cupcakes, which are being sold in sets of two. Those who are helping with the relief effort in Union will receive a discount.
4. Street Performers are out in force and music is filling the streets and walkways of Union. Mostly romantic songs, of course, but there are a few counter-culture Street Performers that are playing that new, scandalous “Blues” music everyone’s been talking about.
5. It’s Single’s Night at Teeters! Union’s most notorious dive bar is open to everyone trying to get away from all this Proposal Day nonsense. The beer is overpriced and watered down, the atmosphere is terrible, and it’s full of people who are almost certainly going to do something they’ll regret in the morning! What could possibly go wrong?
6. They’re running a marathon of The Lone Pikachu on TV. Better than nothing?
7. Wildcard! Come up with your own prompt.
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[For the past few weeks, even shortly before the Elite Four showed up, some citizens of Union may have noticed that a certain Fairy-type hasn't be around the area. Which is both strange and increasingly worrying. After all, he's the type to have gladly wanted to fight alongside the Gods during that horrific battle.

But anyone worrying and wondering about him will soon find their answer, in the emergency broadcast being received not long after the battle ends.] Union... Right to...nion! Come in, guy--zzzsstch!--need some help here in the mountains! Kind of--ssstch!--out of food here...

[Yes, there's Right, in what appears to be a small cave carved into the snow, huddling with his Pignite. While the video feed is not perfect, one could make out the signs of frostbite on both his fingers and on the tips of his wings. That blue tinge on his lips isn't very encouraging, either.]

Anyone can hear me? What happened, every--sssstch!
encouragetomorrow: (arashi no naka no koi dakara)
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Who: Honoka Kousaka and Right Suzuki! Open for bothering.
Where: Just outside Union.
When: Roughly a week after Salvation festivities end.
What: Honoka finally decides to have a Talk with Right.
Warnings: Dumb teenagers that are a little twitterpated.

I'm afraid to love in vain. )
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Who: Feliks and anyone and everyone!
What: Big fancy noble birthday party!
When: November 11th
Where: The Łukasiewicz family estate in Union
Summary: Missing Boyfriend Quest kept Feliks from fulfilling his social duties, so for his birthday, his grandparents are shoving him back into noble society! But that's boring, so Feliks invited the ill-bred masses to come and make his birthday party actually fun.

I )

[[OOC: Going to put up a couple of headers for different areas of the party; feel free to use this as a mingle post and interact with each other!]]

25 [Video]

Nov. 5th, 2015 01:37 pm
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So like, guess whose birthday is in six days!

[Feliks is snuggled up in a warm pile with his Ninetales and his Growlithe, though knowing him, there are probably more Pokemon hanging out just offscreen. He's got a steaming-hot drink of some sort in his hand, and is glimmering enough that it's pretty obvious how he feels about the whole birthday thing.]

I'm gonna be 20! And since I bailed on like, pretty close to all the noble parties this year, my grandparents kind of aren't letting me get out of throwing one this time. And I don't want it to be all boring noble stuff, so everyone's invited!

Dress fabulous, and bring me lots of cool presents!
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[So, this isn't necessarily an abnormal occurrence really, but it has been a while since the last experiment went completely awry. Really, things have been working out pretty swimmingly for Lucca and her work since she came to Union, but she'd been trying something new, tweaking something existing, hadn't quite worked as intended.

So, forgive her frazzled appearance when she pops onto the Warp Band today. There's a gigantic, Golurk sized hole in the wall behind her and her glasses are hanging askew...]

Hey guys? I was...uh...wondering if you could do me a favor. If you happen to come across Gato today, can you gimme a call? Like, as fast as possible? And don't touch him, or really get too close. Something kinda went wrong, and uh...his new belt might be a liiiiittle unstable. More than I initially thought, anyway.

Uh...thanks! Seriously! Call me if you see anything!

[And then she's leaping off the feed, the roar of a Rotomcycle gearing up the only thing audible anymore.]

Action: Union, Residential District and the Southern Gate

[Lucca wasn't kidding when she said Gato was a little bit unstable. The gigantic automaton doesn't seem to be completely able to hold his form properly. Walking through the residential district, the Golurk's size seems to be fluctuating with each step. One stride he'll be his usual nine feet tall, and then another? Barely a two feet. And then another? He'll be somewhere in between. The stone of his body groans and creaks as the stress begins to wear on him.

He's pretty heedless of traffic, stepping on carts and knocking over fruit stands, and walking right through crowds without seeming to notice. It's almost eerie how silent he is, and how careless the normally amiable Pokemon seems to be.

Eventually, unless stopped, the golem will pass through the southern gate and stand there, the lights of his eyes flickering as he stares up at the sun. There's something comforting in that it seems, because he stops moving, standing there and seemingly awaiting something. The light inside seems to be shifting colors, going from yellow to a sickly green, to a pale blue...and then repeating in an odd pattern.

Maybe this would be a good time to call Lucca?]
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[Long time no see, Union. When the feed clicks on, there is one somewhat confused Hayato Ichimonji looking into the camera. He glances up to make a face and it's easy to see the gates of the City behind him. Goro the Marowak is dutifully on his shoulder while he heads further into the city.]

You folks sure know how to get into trouble after a guy leaves. Was I really gone that long? Yeesh.

[He looks back at the camera.]

I've been keeping up with most of it over the network but if anyone wants to give me the juicy details, please. I need to get caught up. Also!

If anyone has been wondering about Kazuya Taki, I just want to let you know he's been trapped in paperwork Hell thanks to the Battalion. If he doesn't drown he'll probably come back but he's hanging back in Caldera for now.

[Private to Fili and Kili]

I'm coming back if you guys didn't rent my room to anyone while I was gone. [That's mostly a joke.] You guys doing okay?

[Action: Downtown.]

[Hayato's getting right back to work, so he'll be easy to find in his usual places. He's either out running around with a notebook in hand, or taking a break at his favorite cafe. Come back him or any of his Pokemon friends!]
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[The feed clicks on to a flurry of motion, and Honoka circles around her food cart, Unionomura☆. She looks different than the last time she was on the feed, both in demeanor and overall appearance. She now has a noticeable line across the bridge of her nose, extending out to a small pair of fuzzy wing-like adornments to either side of her head, and her pupils appear as slits like a cat's. She tries to look put off, but mostly just looks fondly happy, and maybe a little tired.]

Well it looks like I came back right around when everyone was heading off on some grand adventure without me, doesn't it? And here I thought evolving was a big deal.

[The statement is very plainly meant as a joke.]

But anyway!! The shop's open whenever everyone gets back, and I'll make sure to have a huge stock waiting. It's been ages!
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[The battle was over and the god Reshiram defeated, driven away by the aid of Union and its allies. The city was safe, by and large, and as the news spread throughout the peoples of the tundra, they began streaming back into the settlement in droves. Dirty, ash-coated faces were filled with relief and gratitude when they saw that it wasn't just a rumor and that their home had indeed been spared. Not everyone was so lucky, but they'd weathered worse, of course. The people of Glacier endured, as they would always endure, and they were also a people that repaid their debts. And they most certainly all agreed that they owed their rescuers a debt.

So, as night fell after the battle, a great celebration was prepared in the center of Glacier. A wide square was cleared away in a matter of hours, and the people gathered what they could in a show of thanks. Tables of food, bonfires towering into the night sky to keep out the autumn chill, and throngs of cheering wellwishers lined the area. Warriors of glacier, men carrying swords and women all bearing axes offered enthusiastic handshakes and claps on the back. Music of all kinds was played, though tribal tunes full of horn and percussion, chanting and yodeling, and even some brass groups dominated the soundscape.

A platform for various elders was set up, and they offered speeches, of course...but those were somehow dwarfed by the presence of the divine beings that were waiting silently for the proceedings to end. Some of the gods that had come to the aid of the war parties had apparently decided to stay, though their reasons were as mysterious as they themselves. The humans would have their time, and the Servants would mingle freely throughout the evening.

Food, of course, is set out in piles. Meat, fish, arctic berries, and various pastries and the like line table after table. A smorgasbord of Glacier specialties, each with a new and unique flavor all their own, and some (such as the stew) possessing a smell that only a native could probably endure. Akutaq in particular seems to stand out among the worst offenders, but the Glacier natives seem rather fond of it, and offer it to their rescuers with great gusto.

And the rewards do not stop at simple meals. either. As the speeches begin to wind down, a woman some might find familiar walks up onto the stage carrying a singularly massive trunk and dropping it down onto the wood with a heavy thud.]

Southerners! You have done a great deed this day! We, the people of Glacier, would like to thank you and honor your sacrifice! Few would do as you have done, coming to the aide of strangers against the might of that dragon...and you have accomplished something we did not think possible. To that end, we would like to present you with the first of many gifts, a token of our gratitude and a promise that should you need it, we will come to your defense in a time of need!

[And then with a sharp kick, she cracks open the trunk and reveals a veritable treasure trove of three different stones to be distributed by her subordinates.]

Rest well, and enjoy the festivities! You are welcome here, for as long as you like! Eat, drink, and be merry within our halls!
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The people of Union have descended into the besieged city, doing everything in their power to aid the citizens of Glacier yet remaining within. Whether struggling against the invaders seemingly loyal to the White Dragon, or seeking out the injured and lost in need of aid, they take advantage of several hours of relative calm to do all they can. And for a time, it seems to be working - the invaders are not so very strong after all, not against the experienced Unionites who have surpassed everything from human armies to memories of gods.

But perhaps the might of the two combined is an altogether different challenge.


The sensation is felt throughout the whole of the city, the rumbling of the earth itself enough to take down the more unstable buildings in its wake. From any point, at any height, all eyes are drawn to the monstrosity that has descended in the blink of an eye into the still-burning town center. A great, white dragon... Exactly as described by those who had escaped from the city.

Those with sharp eyes will see that standing beside it, there seems to be a human figure.

Its sheer presence is overwhelming. The air around it ripples with an aura of heat, but felt even more keenly than that, there is a devastating sense of raw power and control. This being... this god could burn down the entire earth if it wished. A city of Glacier's relative size... What chance did it possibly have? That the world yet remains standing seems almost a mercy. Its size is immense, its bulk several times larger than that of a Wailord, its height almost seeming to rival the tallest towers of Union, though perhaps this is an exaggeration of the mind.

It takes a step forward, and the earth shudders once more in its wake.

All across the frozen city of Glacier, every individual carrying a Warp Band will suddenly feel the device activate of its own accord as a video feed begins to play. Attempting to turn it off fails, and changing it doesn't seem to work either. Something, or someone, has hijacked the feed and is using it for their own announcement.

A tall, severe looking man stares into the feed, his lone eye seeming to burn with an unnatural fire. And beside him, only its lower body visible, stands the feet of the White Dragon, its fur outlined in crisp detail from this distance. The man gazes steadily forward, eyes yet alight with passion.

"So, it seems that this place has found someone to come to its aid. No matter, our plans will not be disrupted by insects like you. Still, it's good to know that there are humans left that understand the value of kinship with our fellow inhabitants of this world. It brightens my day, you might say, to know that my men have been facing honorable opponents, and not weak cowards that still cling to the old ways.

A pity that when we're done here, we'll have to come for you next. I won't lie to you and say we'll show you mercy, but at least your deaths will be swift."

He smiles then, a thin and grave expression.

Every fiber of those remaining in the city screams to flee from this threat. There is nothing they can do - they must retreat. But though their minds may instinctively beg for such a course of action, to do so means to abandon its people to a fiery demise. Can they truly run from this?

They must choose quickly... and this time, it is not a choice concerning a rabid creature, an angered and wild animal lashing out. This cold and calculated destruction, sanctioned by a god itself, so reminiscent of what was said to have happened in the past. To oppose it, perhaps, means to steer the course of history into terrible new waters. Choose quickly, people of Union. What answer will you find?

((Reshiram is a Legendary, and thus, the normal rules will not apply. It will be able to strike through abilities that would seemingly protect people, and analysts will not be able to sense its weaknesses. It radiates an aura of power that will inspire fear and awe in those who see it. Please be warned that there is a definite chance of injury when attacking this creature; however, despite all this, it is possible to defeat it.

Have fun! And enjoy some mood music.))
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The rescuers have been allowed a night's rest following their arrival on the outskirts of Glacier. Though there is ample evidence of their enemy's presence in the form of burning buildings and ruined settlements, the creature itself appears to have wandered off briefly to wreak havoc in a different corner of the frozen tundra. Or perhaps it was taking a brief siesta following so much exertion - murder and destruction was tiring work. Whatever the case, it seems to be an opportune time to descend into the city and assist those remaining there.

If they are brave, they might even try to take back the city itself. But the primary goal, of course, is to save as many people as possible before the great dragon returned.

The few people of Glacier who had guided them this far point out the less-traveled paths by which it may be possible to enter the city unnoticed. It is determined that they will fan out in groups, both in search of survivors and in search of the companions of the dragon who had so effectively laid waste to the city. Perhaps they might still gain the upper hand.

((You may respond to your threads now! Not all the groups will have immediate mod starters going up, so feel free to initiate threading; a mod will step in as soon as possible. As usual, we will be tagging on a 24-hour basis whether or not all group members have tagged in.

When responding, please list the Pokemon your character is bringing with them.

While the final portion of this event will go up on Sunday, October 4th, please also feel free to continue tagging this portion of the log as these threads will almost certainly not be finished yet.))
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[It's a lengthy journey even by air, that our intrepid heroes find themselves on. The veteran fliers set a quick, but not grueling pace at the suggestion of the Valkyries. Arriving to a battleground when a god had taken the field tired was not wise, they'd said, and who could really blame them? The prospect alone of facing down one of the beasts of legend would be enough to send most men fleeing in the opposite direction, but one who was working with a human? That was all the more reason to make sure that proper care was taken on the trek. And so for a day the party traveled, a caravan of birds, dragons, reptiles and the odd flying robot making steady time across the Rolling Plains before setting down at the north-eastern edge.

The curious would find that not far from where the tents were pitched, the green hills turned jagged, the land going from verdant to a sea of dark glass. Obsidian shards spiked upwards, spires gleaming in the moonlight like razor sharp teeth, setting an ominous tone for the evening's respite. Tents were pitched, fires were lit, and the more warlike companions even began a drum circle and dance. Valkyries and shirtless Calderan volunteers, a small number of visiting mages, and other more mysterious folks all curious to see the god and to help with the relief efforts. The camp, despite the circumstances, was at least a lively one.

And then came the final day.

Over the Obsidian Flats they went, the massive shapes of Boldore and Tyranitar visible even from up in the sky. And...further perhaps even more stunningly, a gigantic lake almost large enough to call an inland sea, sprawled out below. Rivers snaked out of it all around, and the water itself was a pure crystal blue. But perhaps the most awe inspiring sight of the whole journey came once they cleared the Flats and the area around Glacier came into view. An expanse of white, thick snow covering the ground this early in the year. Arctic forests cropped up here and there, snowcapped trees and a frigid looking river marring the perfect canvas beneath. And more Pokemon , of course. Gigantic Avalugg shook the ground below, and a new species plodded along, chewing amiably on the trees, largely unconcerned by the humans overhead, and the occurrences in the distance.

Along the coast a city was in flames, people streaming out of its ruined gates, desperately fleeing along the rivers before whatever it was came back. Smoke curled up along the skyline, burned hamlets and outlying settlements that'd already been destroyed.

It seems like they weren't too late, and it in the moment of respite there was a chance for our heroes to at least get their bearings and prepare for the Dragon God's return...]

[OOC: We will be opening some of these areas for bonding within the next few days for everyone who is taking part in the expedition.]
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[The Warp Band feed opens with the Matriarch’s impassive face looking slightly haggard]

Union, I have a problem and am in need of assistance. About two hours ago refugees just started streaming into the Citadel territory. They say they’re from a city called “Glacier” that is being ripped apart by a giant white Dragon god. Sounds like it’s something up your alley. I’m sending them your way, we should probably go take care of that before it makes it over here. If you guys want to help out, I’ll lend you some of our birds. My Valkyries are already heading over, I’m sending a few flights out to the other cities as well to see if they want to join the party. Let me know what you decide.

Oh, the refugee leader is a fellow named Birgir. I gave him a Warp Band so he can probably tell you more about the situation.

(OOC: Questions to the Matriarch and Birgir can be asked here, and general reactions can also be posted here.)

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