WHO: Orihime Inoue, Agent 47, Faye Valentine, Imelda Rivera [Possibly Others]
WHAT: A string of robberies targeting bakeries prompts Orihime & Friends to take action and catch the mad thieves in the act!
WHEN: November 8th, 2018 - Night
WHERE: Genessia City - Cake Town
NOTES: This log is open to other characters on the condition that they're willing to also NPC one of the thugs. This way everyone has someone for their character to fight!

( It's not forty cakes. But it's still terrible. )

( Annie the Bunny Girl )

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( Midoriya the Werewolf )

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( Lust, Humanized )

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( Mantis the Siren )

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( Mother Brain the Human Thug )

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( Orihime the Reluctant Vampire )

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( Minako the Not-So-Reluctant Vampire )

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( Yang the Fire Elemental )

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( Bonus: Allen Walker and Sailor Venus VS The Tarot Demon )

It looks like Katsuki-san went home... I can't find him in my phone's contact list. [And she's been trying really hard to call him. There's so much she wanted to tell him about her plans. It stings that she can't.

Yet, she doesn't look as heartbroken as she did when Ada disappeared.]

He's probably back home taking those hero classes and becoming stronger, though, so I guess it's a good thing. I'll bet he's happier, and he's probably working really really hard, so...

[She nods slowly, reaffirming her own optimistic position, and then breaths in. Time for her to work hard too! To be the "hero" Bakugou thought she was.] I think that Guardian elections happen at the end of November, right? I'm running this time. I've thought about it a lot, but I think I'm gonna do it. There's a lot that I think could be done here.

But before I start on the politics stuff, I want to be better informed on a particular topic. Can anyone tell me what they know about the barriers around the cities? Do we know anything about what's on the other side? How much do we know about those 'Spirits' I've heard hold up the barrier? And don't waste my time telling me to check books. I've done that. I want to find out what I've missed. Like first hand accounts.

Thank you!

[[ Video ]]

[ It's official. Everglade has a healing problem.

With no Heals on Wheels anymore, there's no one to delegate emergencies that require a healer in Everglade. Konoka herself can answer the most dire ones, but she's a Fayren deputy. And running off to solve Everglade problems is a recipe for disaster, if the last two times were of any indication. So today, she comes on the comm to ask a couple of important questions. ]

Hey everyone? I got a request to make.

Can someone act as a full time healer for Everglade? It might be more necessary these days. I'd do it myself, but I'm already a deputy of Fayren. Not to mention my horrendous luck the last few times I was there...

Oh, and another thing. Sometime this month, you might turn into a monster and lose any power unique to you, so please be careful! This goes double for us healers! I'm working on a back up plan, but I don't know if it will work...

[[ Fayren | Action ]]

[ Well, she still has jobs to do! Konoka spends much of her day at her shop, Mahora Fortune and Onmyodou, selling her charms, ofuda, and more recently, specialized incense in time for Halloween. Of note, there's a sign that says "Now Hiring" outside. When not there, she is touring Fayren itself, helping out whoever she can. She's one of Fayren's deputies after all, and keeping the peace is part of her job description. Generally, she stops by outside of dungeons like the Favnir Ruins or the sewers to heal those leaving. She does wander around the uncharted forests, generally finding them safer to navigate than... well any part of Everglade to be honest. She'll take dragons over all those undead, not to mention she actually knows friendly dragons! Of course, familiar faces are more than welcome to convince her to visit elsewhere.

It's the evening, after all the healing's done, that she retreats to Amatsu Inn. It's a cozy reminder of home, to the point that she's wound up crashing here rather than go back to her apartment in Genessia, especially on the longer work nights! She's mentioned to Ayame about moving in here permanently as to offset some cost, plus it means when issues crop up in Fayren, she can get there faster! ]

[Anyone who’s spoken to Bulla for more than five minutes will know that there’s something off about her when she turns on the network post. The small smile she offers the network doesn’t reach her eyes and seems to be more of an automatic gesture rather than a sincerely happy smile.]

The Dream Docks sure are interesting. I thought I'd get memories of home, but instead I got memories of another world.

[That’s one way to describe all the memories that have flooded her mind. Memories that somehow happened at the same time as other ones.]

I’d love to hear from anyone who has multiversal experience. This is now multiverse number three for me. Weird, huh?

[Like her smile, her cheer doesn’t seem genuine so much as it’s just going through the motions to pretend that she’s okay.]

I hope I didn’t miss anything too interesting while I was away.

[Orihime's face is serious as she regards the screen. Once the device is turned on, she sits back and takes a breath. There's a lot she wants to talk about...the new branch of Cake Town in Fayren, the two-week disappearance. But the latter is still too raw to discuss without leaving a bitter feeling in her gut, and the former too trivial.]

I want to know...if there are other heroes out there, who don't really make themselves publicly known.

[Her fingers dig a little tighter into the mattress.]

Last year there was one who went by X-Ray. He didn't have a good reputation, but he was a good hero. He didn't sign up for any hero jobs because he didn't want to be paid for what he was doing. Being true to his ideals meant he didn't have a great place to live, and couldn't really afford to eat well either. And that didn't seem right to me.

[Her gaze drifts down for a moment, her jaw tight. Then she glances at the camera again.]

So I thought there might be others like that here too, in similar situations. It's been bugging me for a long time, so I've worked really hard at expanding Cake Town. That way, I could afford to do something about it that isn't just donating leftover bread. If you're in a situation like that, let me know. It doesn't have to be a public response, and you can use whatever identity you're comfortable with. I'll keep it confidential.

[Orihime eases her grip on the sheets, exhaling quietly.]

...And let me know if you're open to the idea of a team or if you prefer to do things solo.

[With a nod of her head, she reaches forward and disconnects the feed. She has some training of her own to do.]

( Action Prompts )

WHO: Orihime Inoue, Open
WHAT: Orihime is taking some time at the hospital to recover from the injuries she sustained, both physically and emotionally
WHEN: October 7th, Evening - October 9th
WHERE: Genessia City Hospital
WARNINGS: Mention of psychological manipulation and drugging

( This was a therapeutic chain of events. )

WHO: Orihime Inoue [Closed]
WHAT: The city of Everglade has a bad reputation of people going missing. Today, that situation doesn't improve.
WHEN: September 24th, 2018
WHERE: Everglade
WARNINGS: Some descriptions of injuries may be graphic.

( Look for me in the white forest hiding in a hollow tree... )

WHO: EVERYONE! Don't forget to tag yourselves in!
WHAT: The opening of the Attleton branch of Cake Town kicks off with a bang - a battle tournament with an assortment of amazing prices for each of the competitors!
WHEN: September 14th
WHERE: Attleton - Coliseum

( Three! Two! One! GO! )

[OOC: Contact your opponent's player and decide OOCly who will win the match. Once I have everyone's results, I'll post the round two match-ups!]

( Restless )

[24-Hour Convenience Store]

[By the time she walks through the automatic doors, she's pretty wet, but she still greets the sales clerk with a cheerful smile before heading toward the freezer section to buy an orange popsicle. On a rainy September night. At 2:30 in the morning.]

[And a strawberry milk.]

[The cashier doesn't pass any judgment, just ringing up her purchases while she digs out her communicator, looking at the list of names she knows. She kind of wants to call someone and talk, but... They're probably all asleep, and even if they weren't, what would she say? 'I sure do miss my friend who turned into dust and I'm worried the same will happen to you so please tell me a joke and make me laugh!']

Mm...

[She lowers the communicator, troubled, only to blink in surprise and hastily apologize when she realizes the cashier has been waiting for her to pay. Hastily she digs out a pair of red bills and bows her head before hustling outside. She unwraps the popsicle and pulls up the hood of her jacket. If anyone thinks it looks weird, she'll just say she's getting used to late night patrols.]

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[Two Hours Later]

[It looks like Orihime was trying to headbutt a vending machine. She's sleeping straight up, arms limp and swung forward, her body tilted into the machine at a perfect 45-degree angle. Her communicator is sticking halfway out of her pocket with a nonsensical message sent out to one or more people:]

ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Chicago

[And there's a popsicle stick hanging out of her open mouth.]

[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.]

I'm thinking about taking my friend up on an offer to get set up with a blind date. I don't really have much dating experience, especially with surprise dates. Is there anything I should keep in mind?

Did you ever have a really good experience?

A really bad one?

Anything helps!

* * * * * *

[Private Not-Anon Text to Bulla]
It's me! Go ahead and test out what we discussed earlier, let's see if it's a success!

[The camera seems to have been turned on by Ichigo's phone finally falling off of wherever it had been precariously perched, because the angle is nowhere near straight-on. The teen is passed out on the couch of his apartment, one arm dangling down toward the floor, and it's apparent that he's been taking his duties at the Genessia City Hospital seriously, because he's still in his scrubs - pale blue with little grinning death skulls patterns on them that some wag gave him - and there's a medical textbook open across his chest.

Several more textbooks are visible stacked haphazardly in various places across the room, ranging across various medical subjects and emergency treatment topics. There are a few abandoned take-out boxes here and there, but for the most part he's done his best to keep the place clean. It helps that he's just...almost never home lately. Or at least not often.

Ichigo shifts in his sleep, eyebrows furrowing in the usual scowl, and the textbook drops down with a heavy thump. He opens a tired eye at that thump and glances around, then looks down at the active phone and the scowl deepens.]

Shit...

[And then he reaches out and grabs his phone, turning the video off.]

Stupid thing is broken...

[The video turns on after one violent collision with Bakugou's bedroom wall, the teen having thrown his phone in annoyance. From the looks in his bedroom, it's daylight, but you wouldn't know it by talking to him.]

Did the power in this shitty building go out? Isn't it run by magic? What time is it...?

[He finds and grabs his phone, but not before running his head into his shelf, cursing. He's not looking directly at the camera.]

You're probably still asleep Fire Hair, but when you wake up where did you want to rehearse the shitty play?

[Action at Fairy Haven]

[This building is fucking dark when the power's out. Bakugou leaves his room, figuring it will be brighter when he gets outside. Walking slower than normal, he keeps one hand against the wall and is doing fine...

Until he bumps his face into your character. Stopping, his hand goes up to their face to try and figure out who it is.]