GENESSIA CITY (a)
[ Stumbling his way down the streets is a small lavender-haired boy who looks like he's been a little roughed up in a fight or at the very least like he fell off a cliff. With scratches on his face and his clothes torn here and there, he rubs at his cheek with the back of his hand and squints some as he tries to make sense of his surroundings since coming out of that weird pod he woke up in. He... doesn't recognize any of this. ]

How'd I even get here? Where's Goten and Piccolo?

[ He comes to a stop at an intersection and stares rather blankly at the various streets and shops, all which look so unfamiliar to him. He can't sense Goten or Piccolo, not even Gohan and it has the small half-Saiyan wander his way across the street... totally ignoring the red light and the car coming for him that he just steps over the hood of like it's no big deal... making the driver have to swerve out of sheer WHAT IS A CHILD DOING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD AND ON MY CAR???

Trunks, unbothered by this, crosses to the other side of the street and holds at his stomach as he continues down the street; someone's feeling real hungry with that rumbling going on there. ]

I'm so hungry... I need food.

[ And so, when he's not wobbling his way down the streets, he'll make his way into whatever fast food joint, café, restaurant, WHATEVER and go up to the first table he sees with some food on it... and start eating it. Even if it's yours. Sorry, not gonna stop him from stuffing his face. ]


GENESSIA CITY (b)
[ It's a bird. It's a plane. No, it's a small boy flying through the sky over Genessia City. He seems to be looking for something or someone as he swoops down every now and then and flies right up to various people on the streets - maybe even you - looking close and hard at each and every face that he comes up to. ]

Nope. Don't know you. Or you. Or you.

[ He gives a sigh as he goes from person to person, seeming more and more disappointed with every one he flies right up to, totally ignoring any gawking or WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING from them.

Tapping down, he seems a bit defeated and frustrated before he just curls small hands into fists and shouts out to the sky. ]

What's going on?! I don't know anyone here!

[ You'll have to forgive the dramatics but he's a kid and has no idea what's going on. ]

[Mai's face appeared on screen looking...defeated.  And wet.  Quite wet.  Hair plastered to her face, skin and hair thoroughly soaked.  One might think to ask why she would willingly broadcast herself in such a state, except...as a means of introduction...she stared blankly into the camera before tilting it slightly upward.]

[Low-level grey clouds unleashing a personalized spring shower greeted the viewer.]

Does anybody know how to turn these off?  [A slight shift in camera, and it returned to face level.  Only suddenly much more even, as if she had placed the communicator down on a flat surface.]  It's been over an hour.

[The reason for such an action is quite apparent as she reached off-screen then, reaching for a small umbrella, and opening it over her head.  It seemed to work for all of three seconds, before the clouds above disappeared...only to reappear once more under the umbrella.]

[Shoulders slumping, Mai gave a heavy sigh.  Completely unsurprised by the reveal, as if she'd been through it several times already.]

[Then, just before the camera shut off, she gave a loud sneeze.]

(Daenerys is now a regular sight on a certain school campus, though, despite her youth, she is not a student. Say hello to your new Diplomacy and Dragons professor. Her experience really shouldn't go to waste, should it?)

Those who wish to take my class will need to be prepared to see real dragons. I don't believe in relying solely on textbooks when this world has a healthy population. However if I hear of anyone harming them or hunting them, I promise you will answer for it.

(After a small pause, she adds, smiling thinly:)

...with your life if need be. Are we understood?

[Namur's voice is hoarse and he breathes harder than usual as he speaks, head propped sideways on a pillow so he can face the camera.]

Hey-

[He is interrupted by a coughing fit, followed by a few colorful words muttered weakly under his breath.]

A'ight let's try that 'gain.

Hey guys, I'm feelin' down. Thought a some shit that'll lift my sp- AHCHOO!

[He cringes. That one hurt.]

Oh, Lord a the Sea. If yer willin' t' go find some shit an' bring it back t' me, sing out an' I'll give y' a reward.

Who: Mai & Martha
What: Impromptu Lunch Date
Where: small cafe around the corner from where Mai works
When: Mid-November


[Even on days when the air was at ouch crispier, Mai preferred to sit outside.  She had a little more than an hour for her lunch break that day, having finished her last assignment early and having plenty of time before she was due back to finish repairs on that motor bike.  Minus the few minutes' travel time walking to the eatery, and that left her with more than enough leisure time to sit with a sandwich, cup of hot tea, and the book she's brought that day.]

[Another romance novel.  Not unlike the one she'd read during Bulma's water park trip.  The same author, even, though this one ventured a touch more into the fantastical genre.  Something about time travel.  A "forbidden" love across the ages.]

[...it was certainly enough to capture the not-so-young woman's interest, and she flipped pages more often than she took bites of the ham and cheese sitting only partially eaten on her plate.]

[That rasping threat sends chill through Bulla’s body. Heart pounding rapidly, she takes out her device and turns on the video feed. She’s doing what she can to control her breath. Maybe if she times things just right, she can grab Shigaraki’s wrist and snap it before his powers rapidly decompose the flesh on her neck. The camera shows her at an odd angle for a moment, and the view is shaky, despite her best efforts to hide how frightened she is. Her voice, however, is defiant as she hands her phone over to him.]

Tomura Shigaraki lost his phone and thinks threatening to kill someone is a super awesome way to fix that problem. Here. Whatever. Knock yourself out.

Don’t flatter yourself kid.

[Shigaraki hands the device off to someone else that’s never seen on camera as the focus comes to settle on the hand-obscured face of the blue haired man.]

In my world, society is propped up on the backs of heroes. People with powers and abilities that society has deemed good and useful, while those not so lucky to be born gifted in ways that society accepts are expected to languish in the scraps of the chosen.

[As Shigaraki talks, Bulla starts looking for the opportunity to throw him off. Her eyes are darting around the room as she weighs her options. With those powers of his and his hand on her throat, one wrong move could kill her in a matter of seconds.]

And at the center of it all is the ‘pillar of peace and order.’ All Might. Because of All Might, the masses can go about their days, content in the feeling that if anything bad were to happen, All Might would save the day. People turn away from those that society tramples down, labeling them as villains. Well, I’m here to remind you all that nobody is safe.

[He pauses, gesturing to the camera that recenters on Bulla.]

In my time here, I’ve done my homework. There are a few people that have powers rivaling All Might, and this girl is one of them. As you can see, though, she doesn’t look too eager to fight me.

[He flexes the one finger next to her neck that isn’t quite touching her yet. Bulla eyes that finger warily now that the attention is back on her.]

But don’t get the wrong idea, I’m not out to kill anyone. Yet. No, I just want to drive home my point… To all you heroes out there; you’re not going to be able to stop me.


( Content warning for violence using decay powers )

[ video - OTA ]

[ Bulma's at her desk in the back office of Capsule Corp, looking pretty decent for having been constantly working totally not just quiet because her mun is a POS 8D. And she's holding up the journal she and Goku found. ]

Hey everyone, sorry it took me so long to let you all know, but I got the book restored! Well, some of it. I scanned the restored pages for everyone that was interested. There's a couple interesting things, but I'll let you check it out to see what you think.

If anyone wants to borrow the hard copy for some reason, just let me know. I didn't plan anything big for Capsule Corp's grand opening since there was kind of a lot going on, but I'm here practically every day if anyone needs anything!

[ Action - Closed to Brief household ]
( Read more... )

[The first thing those individuals closest to Mai might notice is that she was looking a little...different.]

[It wasn't just the red eyes.  Or the hints of wings fluttering behind her.  Or even the lengthening of her nails to something resembling claws.   It was more than the oddly casual posture in which she saw, or even the look of boredom she wore in her expression.]

[What was most interesting would be the fact that she was wearing a very distinct makeup look.  Something she hadn't done in...at least 30 years' time.]


I was going to insist this all be temporary at first...but you know what?

I think I kind of like it.

[A blue haired man appears in the camera, staring it for a second before shrugging. Apparently, this is how it works.]

Normally when I'm summoned, I show up in a circle of magic with a Master nearby, not waking up in a pod in a bay. So Master, if you've wandered off somewhere, let me know and I'll come find you.

[He sighs, and mutters under his breath] And a Caster again, too.

Who: Trunks (light_of_willpower) and various, including Open!
What: Shenanigans in August and September including a meeting, cooking lessons, more meetings and meditation, training, and a date.
When: Mid-August through the end of September--I'm flexible with dates
Where: Genessia City, Torchwood HQ, Nova City, Attleton
Notes and other things: If you want a specific prompt just let me know and I'll happily add one.

( Cooking Lessons )

( Training and bonding with family )

( Private-Torchwood-Meeting )

( Time to get all fancy-schmancy-dressed? )

( Learning on a higher level and new meetings )

( Welcome to the world of tomorrow! )

Don't see what you'd like listed? Please feel free to add your own or drop me a pm and I'll add a prompt.

action, around Attleton and Nova City, morning and lunchtime

[ Yay, it's Cassian's birthday! His second since arriving in Genessia, in fact. Except, you know, the birthday boy hates parties and being the center of attention alike and would rather not have one at all, so he will be doing his best to treat this day as just a regular day. It's not that his birthday is a secret, as such, just not something he has any wish to go out of his way to share with people.

He will be going to work as usual in Attleton and can be found on the streets of Nova City late in the morning on the way to and from a meeting with a client.

At noon, he can be found in the Attleton park, sitting on a bench looking solemn and lost in thought while he is feeding crumbs of bread to the ducks. His eyes keep going back to the wedding band on his hand. His life has changed so much since he arrived here. He has changed so much. It makes you dizzy if you let yourself think about it properly. ]


video

[ There's Cassian, looking annoyed... and very sparkly, with glitter in his hair, his face, his clothes... everywhere. Every time he huffs in annoyance, a cloud of red glitter is stirred up on his desk. So much for keeping it quiet and avoiding any ridiculousness.

Resigned to his fate, he holds up an equally glitter-covered card saying "Happy Birthday" and the remains of an exploded, obviously glitter filled balloon in a package - a little gift from Lucky, not that he knows that yet. ]

Whoever sent this: not funny. Thank you.


birthday party: SoKaCa house in Attleton, evening

[ If he had thought he could get away with having his birthday go unnoticed, Cassian is proven wrong once he returns home. He notices something fishy as soon as he opens the door and finds the house surprisingly quiet, no pets or pokemon greeting him by the door.

He comes to a sudden stop as soon as he walks into the living room, which is decorated with party streamers and balloons, a large birthday cake on the table. The terrace door is open, letting guests and pokemon wander outside to enjoy the gardens that are lush and still blooming with fairy magic.

The party has been quietly arranged by Sonico, careful to keep Cassian none the wiser while she invited guests and planned it. She is the welcoming hostess tonight, while Cassian himself looks a little bit embarrassed but quietly pleased and does his best to socialize. ]


OOC: Sonico has been inviting Cassian's friends, so if you have CR with him or are just curious about that party going on in Attleton, feel free to assume you got an invitation.

[The camera is on, and it views a vast open area with some cages under the shades thanks to the trees. One of the cages shows a tiger dipping in a large pool of water. He even reaches out with his paws to catch the camera which Seventeen doesn't seem to fear. Seventeen bats gently at the reached paw, like giving the cat a high five. He continues to film the rest of the sanctuary as he talks.]

Before anyone asks, no. I didn't kidnap the tiger in Genessia.

[The video now shows him while he's talking. There might be a bear dancing for fun in the background.]

Island Sanctuary is finally open to the public. Hours are posted and all entry fees and gift shops purchases are donated here. Volunteers are always welcome to help clean and feed them. If you're lucky, you might learn something.

The fair is coming up fast, and I'll have a booth supporting this. I plan to bring a horse for rides around the fair grounds. That means me walking with the animal as you ride. I'm not reliable if she retaliates because she doesn't like you. If all goes well, I'll probably offer riding lessons here. Again, that depends, so common sense people.

And... Eighteen returned home.

[That said, he clicks off. Back to work. Dammit sis.]

Who: Courtney Marteniz, Martha Jones and YOU (guys can be at the club, but they weren't invited)
What: Girl's Night Out
Where: Hangar Queen in Genessia City
When: 8/19, early evening, follows this video thread.

By the time Martha meets Courtney at her housing and they make it to 22nd and Fir, Hangar Queen is jumping. When the door opens, music pours out into the streets and Martha shoots a grin at Courtney. It's been an age since she's gone clubbing it seems like, and she's looking forward to it.

They slip inside and head for the bar. Drinks first, and see who's beaten them here. And after that, dancing until someone's got to peel them off the floor.


[ Tag in, tag around, anyone who any of the people Martha contacted would've invited can consider themselves invited, and if you'd be out dancing coincidentally, that's fine too! ]

[Bakugou looks more stoic and grim than usual. He let the posts regarding the incident die down, but he had taken Orihime's advice into account. He doesn't care how other people view him, but if it makes them more wary of Shigaraki and his job defeating easier, maybe it's worth it.]

August 17th, I was at the arcade when I encountered a villain from my world. His name is Tofuka Shirataki, but he also goes by Sir Handsalot. I was caught off guard and I attacked him without thinking or taking the surrounding innocent bystanders into account. Back on my world, Sir Handsalot has ambushed my classmates on multiple occasions, injured Aizawa-sensei, and is also responsible for putting a hero in critical care while forcing the number one hero to retire.

[He doesn't talk about how Shiragaki kidnapped him. How he had tried to get him to turn, or how people had been hurt because of him.] He's dangerous. I'm not here to make excuses or justify what happened. Heroes don't do what I did, his presence doesn't change that. I'm just here to state the facts and let you know it won't happen again. I won't let that bastard take advantage of me--of anyone, again. And if he or someone else tries to change that, I'll murder them myself.

To prove I'm not just all talk, I'm training in other fighting styles that aren't reliant on my quirk. I ne-- I will get stronger, and I can't do that if I only know how to do one fucking thing. If you're someone who's strong enough and has the time... [He makes a face, practically disgusted with asking for help.] Give me the chance to fucking kill you.

[Please. Of course he'd never admit his quirk has been nullified. That would just make things more dangerous for himself and his fri...allies.]

[She'd mulled it over and finally decided that she would come forward with an announcement. She's not okay with her friend's reputation being tanked so easily by an anonymous post and a photograph.]

Hi everyone. Quick public service announcement: anonymous posts aren't a credible source of information, and pictures taken out of context can be misleading.

[This should be obvious, but...unfortunately Katsuki's reputation precedes him.]

I was there when the roof of the arcade at [address] in Genessia City came down. I caught it before it crushed some civilians. And you know who helped me evacuate civilians? Katsuki Bakugou. We made sure everyone got out safely together.

[She has no idea if this is going to work, but she does know she's established herself as a friendly and helpful person so far. Might as well use it for her friend's benefit if she can.]

Unlike that anonymous person, I'm not afraid to show my face or talk directly to all Guardians and Deputy Guardians who want the full story.

[Click. Off goes the feed.]

[ Even though she is fidgeting a little when the feed comes on, the pretty brunette offers a charming little smile as soon as she knows the video is going. She is sitting in the room she had been given upon arrival but she doesn't feel like staying there for long. She feels restless and she wants to check things out but maybe getting a little bit of direction isn't a bad thing. Nor is meeting new people. ]

So this is...fun. Have to admit that I kind of thought maybe this was some kind of afterlife or something but I've been reassured by a big grumpy man that it's not. [ Pressing her lips together a bit, she falls silent for a second before continuing on. ]

Anyways, my name is Courtney and I'm kind of new to this place. I guess I'll have to find a place to live and somewhere to work too but I do have a question for everyone. Is there a good place to go when you just want to go dancing and cut loose?

I'm sure there are a million other important questions I could be asking but those will come in time. Once I have more time to process, I guess. I mean, there is a part of me that still wonders if I'm dreaming or if this is some kind of other place people go when they die but....

[ She frowns. ]

It's not, right?

[Don't ask how the communicator is set up to get a full picture of an anthropomorphic rabbit chomping away at a carrot. But that's what it's doing and that's the picture everyone is getting.

After a bit Bugs moves closer, leaning against something apparently off screen and pointing at the camera with the bitten end of the carrot.]

Alright, I get it. I'm in a whole other woirld. Dis ain't Burbank an it ain't Albuquerque needer. I buy it. But uh, see da on'y problem I got wit all a dis is.

[He gestures around him. Apparently he is in the woods, probably Fayren it's Fayren.]

Der ain't exactly a cartoon studio just aroun' da corna. So, what's a bunny ta do?

((ooc: please fill out Bugs' permission post and all his toon powers are listed on his journal :)!!!))