♥ June (Dianir) Event Log

[hugtopiamods]

June (Dianir) Event Log
Dianir, the month when Diacht's power begins to take hold, has begun and the effects of the previous month's rejuvenation have finally worn off. The city is fresh and new with flora and fauna (now rightfully contained in their proper habitats), and the weather begins to turn ever hotter with each passing day as summer begins encroaching upon spring. The natives and new residents alike are adjusting to the first major changes to Havenwell's layout in centuries relatively well, all things considered, with natives slowly and cautiously beginning to expand businesses and homes into the newly opened areas. The temples are abuzz with activity as adherents flock to them, offering praise and words of thanks for the gods and the offworlders, without whom this major step forward would not have been possible.

The priests, however, seem a little...distracted? Worried? Something seems off with them, and as the month of Dianir really gets underway, their reason why becomes quite obvious. The gods expended a lot of energy in order to open up the city and then to cleanse it, and by a lot, we mean a lot. Some gods had more power to give than others and that imbalance seems to be affecting all of their adherents this month...

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❥ PROMPT I: Basic Instincts

Randomly throughout the month, characters will find that, depending upon the strength of their deity, they may begin exhibiting some...odd qualities associated with their god. Those whose gods are the weakest will find the desire to give in to these qualities are the strongest, bordering on nigh impossible to ignore. Like an itch in the middle of your back that you can't reach, but you're going crazy trying to get it. The longer your character ignores the desire, the stronger it gets. Those whose gods are the strongest will find the urge there and definitely annoyingly loud, but not impossible to ignore for longer periods of time. And what qualities are we talking about? Well, from strongest to weakest, those qualities are...

♥ Ohma (strongest urge): While normally standoffish and languid, this feline god can also cling to things and people at times with an almost obsessive fervor. They need everyone to know that what is theirs belongs to them, and what better way to do that than to mark what is most important to them? People and things adherents of Ohma deem essential or necessary to their lives will find that their Ohma-driven friends are unusually clingy, wanting to hold hands or press up as close as possible to them. It might be hard to go about your day when an Ohma adherent has their arms around your waist, face pressed to your back or chest, unwilling to let go! Another unusual trait to pop up is their hunting instinct. This seems to come out most strongly around the followers of Ainea and Diacht, where Ohma's predatory instincts cause them to play-stalk and play-hunt their fellow offworlders. It's all in good fun though! Give them a tackle or a tag and the urge to 'chase' seems to go away.

♥ Ainea: The little mouse deity is renowned for her compassion and family devotion, but a little known trait of hers is the need to gather. Whether it be people or things, Aineans will find an overwhelming need to pack-rat and hoard as much stuff as possible. Oddly, things that aren't owned by other people already (such as items from stores or museums) hold very little value to them. But that scarf someone else is wearing? Yoink. That person who catches your eye as they walk down the street? Yup. You're going to be gathering everything you can and everything that catches your eye into a central location - be it your home or some other meaningful place to you - in an attempt to bring together a cozy, happy home. Once you've created your perfect little cozy pile, wouldn't it be nice to just dig in and snooze with all of your favoritest things and people? Of course it would! It just might be hard because people tend to want to go about your lives and you? You'd rather they stay right where they are with you.

♥ Diacht: This is the beginning of the avian god's cycle and when their power is beginning to grow incrementally, but that doesn't seem to be excluding them from the chaos. While known for their honesty and honor, Diacht isn't above their more basic instincts. One of which is an almost comical obsession with anything shiny. What's shiny to a Diacht adherent? Well, that depends on each person. It could literally be a bit of tinsel or metal that glints in the bright early summer sun, or it could be a person with whom you've begun to feel a special connection. Diachtians will feel an urge to rush in and snatch up what catches their eye the most, which could put them at odds with both Aineans and Rawnas trying to hold onto their belongings. Beware of the Ohmans who might be stalking you from the shadows, too. If you manage to successfully make off with your latest prize, where better to stash it (or them) than high up, right? You'll be wanting to take over a high perch in town, which might put you into direct confrontation with the Rawnans as you bicker over who really has the right to claim the town fountain, the research towers, or the newly discovered colosseum as their own.

♥ Rawna (weakest urge): Currently the strongest of the deities, adherents of the draconic god will find these urges the easiest to ignore for the longest possible time. The desire is still there, however, and seeing everyone else go buckwild around you might just trigger something deep within: a sense of territorialism. That's your stuff they're taking! And your people! And hey! That's your house! That's your garden and no one else is allowed inside! The urge to protect and keep what's yours for you and you alone is extremely high this month. Sharing is not caring, thank you very much. In fact, it might be easiest to keep an eye on all that you own if you're also the owner of the highest points in town - the town fountain, the research towers, and the newly discovered colosseum. Rawna adherents will find themselves fighting and bickering among themselves and with the Diacht followers to claim ownership of the highest points of land that they can find. Don't be too violent though! No one likes a sore loser. They'll also want to watch out for the Aineans who might just steal that which you hold dearest.

❥ PROMPT II: What'd You Say To Me?

With the gods so thoroughly distracted by their baser needs, it seems something fairly important to the off-worlders' lives has also gone on the fritz. Randomly throughout the month, characters may find that they suddenly can't understand each other. The universal translation magic that's been holding everything together will randomly cut in and out, like spotty WiFi at a public bus station. You could be in the midst of a conversation and suddenly everything that comes out of your partner's mouth turns to gibberish, or just into their native language which you, unfortunately, don't seem to understand. Speak every language fluently? Have a spell that makes you telepathic? Chances are, it won't work. Whether it's written, spoken, thought or gestured, the language barrier is nigh insurmountable whenever this malady passes over you. Thankfully, as with most things here, if you and your conversation friend decide to touch for awhile, the effects wane and pass on as if nothing had gone wrong at all. Let go and it might come back though, so you best be prepared!

Like most prompts, this event is OPTIONAL, so if you would prefer your character not be affected, you are welcome to have the effect not trigger at any time. However, other characters can and will be affected as much or as little as they desire regardless of your character's abilities, so the result may be some very odd one-sided conversations.

❥ PROMPT III: Dancing with the Gods

With offworlders and natives randomly being unable to understand each other, and the gods' magic going so haywire, the people have decided that there's only one language that everyone understands that no one needs to speak to comprehend: The Language of *~Dance~*. Throughout the city, people will be breaking into interpretative dance, breakdance, ballroom dance, whatever it takes to liven things up with music, song, and little booty-shaking. Feel free to grab a friend and boogie down in these fun and free dance sessions!

As the dances grow in popularity, they catch the eye of the Entertainment District's biggest players and soon, a dance competition is announced. A large and technologically elaborate stage is constructed in the city square, with advertisements being pushed to every device and every citizen calling for those who like to Move It Move It to show the city what they got. At the end of the month, characters can participate in a large scale dance competition alone (how sad and unlikely to win) or with a partner (preferred!) or with an entire troupe of people (ooh amazing!) and win a very large dora prize. The prize is enough to land someone in free housing a month's stay in one of the upscale homes, in fact, so it's quite the luxury.

Dances are judged on originality, costumes, rhythm, music choice, and something called "The Dazzle Factor" that no one can seem to agree on. The judges are a panel of the Entertainment District's hottest stars, something that makes all of the natives go absolutely wild even if the offworlders might look at the names and think "...who?" Get your team together, practice your routine, and be ready to star in Havenwell's first Dancing with the Gods!

❥ PROMPT IV: Gotta Make Money to Spend Money

With the aid of VR technology, the stage for the dance competition is set up to do things like change the background of your stage, lights, sound, virtual smoke and fog, whatever you need to make your dance kick it to the next level. The only thing it can't do? Make you dance well or change your costumes, that part is up to you! And how do you get good costumes? Pay for them, naturally.

Clothes in Havenwell for more than just offworlders are starting to become a thing, although the availability of good clothing and custom clothing can still be quite expensive. With natives and non-natives alike trying to vye for the latest fashions and outdo one another on the stage, what little was available is pretty quickly gone from the shelves, leaving the few tailors in town charging premiums for any new products that are needed. Luckily, the wheels of capitalism don't stop, even in this faraway land, and paid jobs are currently plentiful. If you aren't looking to join in the festivities, don't despair! The dora you earn through these tasks can just as easily be spent on other goods and services as you like. A job board is posted in front of tailors and other shops, advertising the following things that people are willing to pay to get done:

• Research Towers: Attention, Offworlders! We hear your calls for innovative cuisine! Create a recipe using available ingredients in Havenwell (replicated or not) with a friend and describe it in detail for potential use in future replicator recipes. We only require that you and your friend taste test and be able to describe the taste, texture, and feeling this food gives you. Please deliver your completed recipes to Research Tower East. Edible and named recipes, regardless of whether they are utilized or not, will receive dora in exchange!
  
• City Council: Attention, Offworlders! We have heard that "homesickness" is a thing that many people might be experiencing and we have heard you! Please are paying for people to bring us examples of your home cultures - be it stories, plays, history or something else. Dramatic reenactments, video recordings, and physical recreations are preferred.
  
• Entertainment District: Attention, Artists! We are experimenting with new synthetic materials that may be useful for your artistic endeavors. Please visit your local museum to pick up a sample pack. Payment for acceptable artistic creations that utilize these new materials in a new and innovative way is being offered. Materials include: new colors of synthetic paints, a more malleable synthethic clay, and a synthetic marble for carving. Offworlder models preferred.
  
• Business District: Help Wanted! We are looking for delivery drones. Those interested should contact the delivery center. Requirements: be capable of moving quickly, carrying large loads of cargo, efficient, and safe! We need machinery, building supplies, personal packages and more shipped and delivered across all of Havenwell. Most packages currently awaiting delivery will require a minimum of two people to deliver. For those without transport, we are offering a crash course in piloting our newly minted three-wheeled delivery scooters.

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This event will run from June 13th to 27th. Click on each prompt's title to see the text. If you have any questions, feel free to direct them to the FAQ or to the Mod Question thread.

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Basic Instincts - Will

[original_is_best]

After spending some time with Wesker, Verstael thought it pertinent to have a small talk with Will. And, since he'd learned a good place to eat, for once he would be treating Will. Not that he was making a big deal out of that. Back home it would just be typical for him, and while he might not have access to quite the same funds here it didn't prevent him from spending it on some luxuries.

So he sent Will a message to meet him at Affurgato. He sat there - fairly indifferent to the 'cat' part of the cafe - with two small servings of the pork wonton soup and two glasses of wine already ordered and ready. He hadn't quite waited for Will to start eating, taking some leisurely sips of his soup, but there was still plenty left by the time he arrived, and the second bowl was still fresh and hot.

Without a word he swung a hand to gesture towards the seat by him, inviting Will to join him.

noctis | ota | rawna

[carbungle]

( I-A: instinctual zoom zoom - caelum senior household )

[For the most part, Noctis is pretty normal this month! Dragon dominance, aw yeah. However, there are a handful of moments where the irrational urge to reclaim get the better of him, which at some point leads to him infiltrating the Elder Caelum household and getting into the garage. He can be caught inside the Regalia, with the engine on and the top folding down into the trunk. Yes, he is stealing the car. No, he's not asking or apologizing for this. In fact, anyone who catches him in the act will get a calm look and a single comment:]

Get in, we're going for a drive.


( I-B: zoom zoom mark II - in town )

[Hey, he made it out of the house! Which means Noctis is driving around town in the Regalia, top down and looking smooth as hell in his (well, "his") classic car. And on occasion he might slide to a halt in front of someone he happens to know and rather enjoy the company of, leaning over the side.]

Front or back?

[His very chill way of offering a ride. Did I say offering? Because he'll follow you until you cave and get in, meaningfully revving the engine. And hey, maybe he doesn't know you! Maybe you just look cool. It's all the same result- you're his now, sorry, he doesn't make the rules.

Remember to put a seatbelt on!]


( III: dance dance observation )

[So... Noct doesn't dance. No, really, he doesn't. And performing publicly isn't his thing either, no thanks! That doesn't mean he isn't going to show up and enjoy the presentations or practices, nor will it stop him from congratulating anyone after a particularly swanky performance. He's mostly in a good mood this month, so sue him. Take some time to brag about it, show off some more of your moves? try and teach him i dare you]


( IV: don't need more money, gonna make some anyway )

[Noctis is already pretty wealthy for... reasons... but a callout for help is sort of His Thing, and he's looking for options to keep himself occupied that isn't just training or being depressed in his downtime. Thus, he's out and about in town:

1. he can't cook, but he can sure taste-test! feel free to use his stomach as a test drive... just don't give him vegetables, thanks. (or trick him into eating them, maybe.)

2. he's... really trying not to think about home, actually! but he could potentially be dragged if someone else was really into it. he's not opposed to learning about other peoples' worlds.

3. in the botanical gardens! he's set himself up with the synth paints supplied by the museum, and is just kind of messing around with colours, somewhat aimlessly. If he catches your eye, he gestures helplessly- want to model for a while? or pick a subject! his painting isn't bad, actually.

4. if he catches anyone trying to deliver stuff while he has the Regalia, he'll offer a ride. it just might be a little wilder than those scooters the city is offering... sorry in advance.

Come find him wherever and hang out!]

i-a

[scourgingstars]

...D...do what now?

[What was he doing in the garage? Mind your own business is what.]

[(He was looking for a tonberry that was, in reality, hiding under his bed.)]

I think I misheard you.

I-B - Let's get this trainwreck on the road

[this_loser]

[Nice.

He cracks a grin, taking in the Regalia, and the driver, and moves around to the passenger side.]

You know where I sit, bud.

[Now, open the door, or leap over? Meh. You only live once! He clears the door and settles in the seat.]

Where're we going?

I-B

[the_tailor]

[It's not exactly often that Lance sees cars in this place. Smaller vehicles, sometimes, but outright cars aren't terribly common. So he's a little confused when a really sweet ride suddenly rolls down the street and comes to a stop next to him and the engine revs. The guy in the driver's seat isn't one he's really talked to before, but he nonetheless vaguely recognizes him. Prompto's friend, he thinks?]

Wait, what? You mean...

[He points at himself, then at the car. You asking him to get in?]

( I-A: instinctual zoom zoom - caelum senior household )

[kingkingcxiii]

[Regis' arms are very full when he steps into the garage. Full enough that the pile of blankets, plush chocobo, and several other knickknacks makes it impossible to see the initial look of surprise on his face when he hears the car's engine running. He has to peer carefully around the pile in order to verify that, yes, that is his son in the car. Anyone else, and there would have been a fight to be had. Noctis, he gives a pass.

Of course, it's a little hard to go anywhere when one's arms are full off nesting supplies and valuable thingamabobs. Regis has grown tired of the conflict in the house; several followers of Diacht and Ainea in one house do not make the best mix, so he is moving his nest outside to his favorite shaded spot out in the yard. If he can't doze with his favorite people, he will at least doze with his favorite things. Maybe, eventually, some of those people will come out and join him.

Or he will get kidnapped to the roof again...

It's that second thought that makes him decide to accept Noctis' invitation. Regis banishes as much of the stuff in his arms as he can into the Armiger, sliding into the car and settling the one left over thing that would not fit across his lap--his and Aulea's wedding album.]

And where are we off to today?

[As long as it's not a rooftop, he is all for whatever their destination may be.]

i-b

[iustaegis]

[ She had just been on her way to or from-- something, whatever, it doesn't matter, because she hears the purring of an engine, causing her to whip her head around. At first her eyes widen in surprise, but then her lips form a smile as she trots over. ] N-Noct...! This car!

[ Is this... could it be-- is this a date? Is this him picking her up for one? Oh, but she's nowhere near ready! Still, just the thought of it is enough to cause her cheeks to tinge pink.

It doesn't matter. He's here, and that's enough. Pyra takes the front seat, a quiet click signaling her connecting her seatbelt. Then there's a small, very small part of her that wants him to drive and drive as far away from others, so it's only them. Odd. Brushing aside this thought, she smiles. ] Where to?

CIEL PHANTOMHIVE | OTA (RAWNA)

[sweetlies]

♔ I.

[It's hard watching everyone seemingly going mad, knowing there's that underlying itch of his own deep down. Ciel is lucky enough though that he's been able to resist acting on that urge most of the time. Once in awhile, he catches himself checking on his shared home and his belongings but that's the worst of it for a bit.

When he does slip though, he might lash out at people, try to bite them if they get near something or someone he considers his. In the back of his mind, he knows he's being ridiculous, his saner side will be absolutely mortified with his own behavior when he snaps out of it.

He'll also try climbing anything tall and sturdy near his home during the worst of it. The biggest problem with that is that he's not the best at climbing and, like a cat, he has a very good (read: guaranteed) chance of not being able to get back down without help once his head clears. Only on the worst of monuments he climbs though.]

♔ II.

[He speaks fluent French and English, he knows some German. And he's not out of practice! So when none of these work suddenly? He gets frustrated. There's grumbling and a bit of yelling but, after getting it out, he'll calm and try writing it all out.

Once that doesn't work... well, someone else might have to introduce him to charades. It's degrading and he hates it but if it works? Well, it works!]

♔ III.

[If you're after super active, DDR-style dancing, this is not the partner you want. Actually, he might not be the one you want at all since all the ones his knows are old-fashioned ballroom style.

He isn't against learning something new though and if you're willing to teach? Say hello to your new student and dance partner!

Anything for that sweet, sweet dora!]

♔ IV.

a. [Come one and come all! There's a young man in the Entertainment District with his hair neatly pulled back into a ponytail, wearing a paint smudged apron who has set up a canvas and has a large tray with a couple palettes set out on there, all covered in paint and some mixed to make one shade or another,and a cup of dirty water. In the apron are several brushes and there's even paint on his face a bit.

There are a couple of completed paintings nearby and it's clear that he does have some skill! Watch him? Or would you like to be a subject for his next piece?]

b.

[He had to use some savings but he's gotten his hands on a violin that nearly feels perfect in his hands but that is likely just from having to buy a new violin for the first time in as long as he can remember.

Ciel is a much better musician that he is and artist and he loves music. When he was younger, and had his music lessons in the manor, he'd dreaded practice. Especially if Sebastian were in charge, but he'd been right about one thing at least. Learning the absurdly complicated pieces that the demon would put in front of him had helped him gain confidence. And skill.

And now it's going to pay all. Literally!]

♔ V.

[WILDCARD! Have we tossed ideas at each other and you want that? Want to mix and match prompts? Just not sure? HMU lenneths_wings

IVa

[breathoflove]

[The paintings are what catches Mitsuri's eye, but it's the artist that absolutely draws her in. The splatters of paint all over him just tell of passion and love! And SHE LOVES THAT!

She stands a little ways back, watching him paint for a short while before she speaks up.]

You're really good! I like the colors a lot!

[She looks delighted to even be talking to him.]

I

[gatescostmoney]

[ Sasuke has been helping out repairing the baths since he first offered to. It gives him something to do, even if it also makes him nostalgic for when he repairs the castle walls after one of Yukimura and Shingen's bouts. That feeling makes his urges stronger. He might have slipped a few round pieces of stone into his pockets, but it doesn't satisfy the urges completely.

So, when/if Ciel comes by to see how Sasuke fares, there may be a ninja eyeing that ponytail of his. ]

II

[zapdope]

[ Having superhuman hearing ability doesn't necessarily mean he's a master of languages. He only knows Japanese!

In fact, all he would be able to pick up are the heightened heart rate from being frustrated and angry. So when he picks that up from the other he lets out a short peep, curling his back up. ]

S-sorry!? What'd I do wrong?! I was just passing by?!

[ Of course his own communicator seems to be broken too so now it might be jibberish for Ciel as well.

What a great first impression! ]

Ardyn | ota | Ainea

[scourgingstars]

[i; let's just live day by day]

[Ardyn wasn't someone who owned or even desired an abundance of things; a chessboard, some wine, a garden of sylleblossoms. And, apparently, now a pet tonberry that followed him around the house like a lost and very angry duckling. It couldn't follow him outside, at least not in daylight, but the house itself appeared to be fair game. Which was fine, because a lot of what Ardyn was doing was centered around the house itself.]

[What was he doing, exactly? That was a good question, because he wasn't fully sure himself. But around the house as well as the city, he went around like he was looking for something--or particularly, someone. He had the strangest urge to seek out his close friends and family for reasons beyond him, and despite his own confusion as to the reasoning it seemed harmless enough to go along with.]

[ii; and not be conquered by our sorrows]

[In general, however, he went about things as normal. Taking care of the garden or dealing with a tonberry continually trying to get into the silverware drawers at home, wandering about the city a bit closer to evening, spending time at Ainea's temple or the botanical gardens.]

[Thing was, if someone spoke to him he might just lapse into an ancient Lucian dialect which was most definitely legally distinct from literally just being Latin. Really.]

[iv; the past can't hold us down]

[For the most part, Ardyn was only too happy to help anyone struggling with deliveries; he'd much prefer to walk, staying far away from whatever the hell a scooter was. But the work didn't seem to wear on him too much; walking halfway across the city and back carrying who only knew what wasn't any problem. Least of all when it was helping other people to do so.]

[At some point he might be found in a quiet corner of the entertainment district, with an arrangement of paints and focused completely on whatever it was he was actually painting. He'd possibly wound up with a smudge or two of gray across his nose, but otherwise wasn't a complete disaster of color just yet.]

[wildcard; we must break free]

[anything else throughout the month! i didn't have hard set plans for dancing but i'm open to the idea]

[i; let's just live day by day]

[kingkingcxiii]

[When Ardyn runs into Regis, he will find the man looking rather disheveled. 'Windblown' might even be a more accurate term. He's alert, looking around himself as if he expects an enemy to jump out of the shadows and attack.

Or maybe he's just expecting one of his two Diacht aligned loves to slip out of a corner and drag him up onto the roof. Again. That could also be it.

He just wants to take a nap curled up in his bed with his favorite people and things. Is that too much to ask?

All of this may or may not explain why he nearly shrieks when he turns around and sees the tonberry hanging around Ardyn's ankles.]

Tell me that's not what I think it is, Ardyn. Please.

Peter Pevensie | OTA | Diacht

[of_northern_skies]

i. Life is a collection of moments.
[Generally speaking, Peter wasn't much of a material man. He had collected a very small amount in the months he'd spent in the city. He was a collector of experience, not of belongings.

So why was it that he had the strangest urge to just..pick things up. Things that didn't really belong to him, except for the fact that they did. That bottle you just finished drinking from? His now. A lone chess piece that had rolled under a chair? His. Didn't see him snatch it, but can't find a hair tie? Particular book you were reading? The glasses you were using to read it? Try looking up into the branches of the apple tree in the Elder Caelum household, cause that seems to be where he wants to be.]

iii. Seek those who fan your flames.

[Dancing? He liked dancing. What was happening on the stage, however? That wasn't dancing. It was a little too impersonal and loud for him.

So, he took the opportunity to head out in the opposite direction to do something he'd been wanting to do for months. He found a clearing in the midst of the rubble and spent the better part of a day lugging everything he could find that was burnable to said clearing. And when he hadn't himself a nice sized fire, he waited for the sun to go down before setting it alight.]
Dance with me?

iv. Making that cash.

[He was not a cook, nor a story teller, nor an artist. Those were more of his sibling's areas of expertise, not his. But the one thing he could do and do really well, was go. He had the stamina and strength of a man who'd never seen anything with wheels in his life and who respected his friends enough to not expect to ride everywhere.

Hauling things was easy enough, and he was good at it. It wouldn't be hard at all to catch him jogging through the city, deftly weaving through people and buildings and animals to get from point A to point B in as little time as possible.]

Wildcard.

[Wanna do something else? Hmu on Disco! Ains@7337. Come at me, bro!]

iii. Seek those who fan your flames.

[kingkingcxiii]

Ah! Is that why you asked me out here instead of just luring me to the highest place you could find again?

[Regis' tone is amused. Earlier in the month, he had been annoyed and even irritated a few times at the amount of conflict that had been going on between Cor and Peter, but he is a lot more aware now of the effects that the city is having on them this month. He cannot blame them for wanting to abscond with their beloved person anymore than they can blame him for wanting to curl up in a comfortable nest with the people he loves to sleep the day away.

Wanting to do that more than usual, that is.]

I'm glad I'm not the only one who feels that whatever is going on upon those stages, 'dancing' is not it.

Tamaki | Diacht | ota

[21kingpuddings]

I
Shiny things, huh? Interesting little trinkets, stuff that catches his eye... Watch out, little plants and flowers of Havenwell, for someone's going around and just carefully plucking any plants that seem extra colorful. It just feels like the right thing to do! Hopefully nothing too important catches his eye, but unless someone's around to actually stop him, it's not like he's about to ask permission.

And where better to stash your new treasures than somewhere high up? You know who's already really tall? It's Tamaki. Tamaki's tall. So, until he can carry whatever new treasure he's acquired to a safer spot, those little flowers he's collecting can go right! behind! his ear! Good luck getting them back from this tall tall boy, if he's snatched something of yours!


II
While out and about collecting various neat little trinkets, it's very likely he's gonna run into someone he knows. Hello, friend! Have a wave from Tamaki, to catch your attention!

"Yo!"

He calls, but does it sound like 'yo'? No? Probably not! It probably sounded like 'Ossu', or something more garbled. But he seems pretty unphased. Wanna, uh, figure out what that was?


III
A! Dance Competition! This is exactly the kind of thing the city needed! It's about time!! Tamaki's more than enthusiastic about practicing for something like this, and while he already has one partner secured for the competition, nothing's stopping him from practicing with other people. Heck, nothing stopping him from entering the competition more than once, it seems, so why not get that extra experience in dancing with other people in?

"Hey, you want a partner for a lil' bit?"

Take advantage of the extra help, or maybe rope yourself a partner for your own performance! Who wouldn't want help from a pro, either way?


IV
Goodness, goodness, there certainly is a wide selection of things the Havenwell natives are after this month, aren't there? Tamaki does find some time to dabble in the more artistic endeavors, a little bit of painting here and there, helping out with taste-testing food, a day where he offers to play the recordings of songs off his phone for the city council, but what seems to get his attention most is the call for delivery drones. Oh! That's something he can do! He already knows how to drive a scooter, so this is perfect!

He's tall and strong, but he's also been assured that he probably won't be able to handle most of the packages alone, and so, he's gonna have to work with a partner...!

"Ready to take this one off?"

There's a nice, large box securely strapped on to the scooter he's using, of which he's currently inspecting the delivery label to figure out where it'll be headed, so all ready for take-off once whoever's working with him is ready to go!

"Think it's goin' to the entertainment district..."


Wildcard
[Want something else? Hit me up here or on plurk sandshrew to plot something, or just toss whatever you want my way! Formats will be matched!]

III-ish

[graspthepotato]

A dance competition is honestly not something that Sougo had expected to be subjected to here. However, he is not even remotely surprise at Tamaki's insistence that they participate in it. Tamaki loves to dance and that's just a fact of life.

They had debated to merits of choosing an IDOLiSH7 song over a MEZZO" song, so it was just a matter of figuring out which one and going about re-choreographing a seven-person set into a two-person one.

"Well, obviously Sakura Message is out. It's the same problem as MEZZO"s songs." Sougo is sliding through his I7 playlist on his phone, trying to pinpoint which one would work best for their purposes. "Hmm, Tamaki-kun? Which song do you like dancing to the best?" Maybe that would give him a better indication of what they could choose, even if Tamaki gives him a few options.

Shinji | Rawna | ota

[hedgehogsdilemma]

Ia
As the weather starts to heat up over the month, Shinji can be found outside more and more, taking advantage of the familiar weather. Largely, he spends a lot of time in the communal garden at the Marshes, doing his best to tend to the plants left behind by Alfyn using the methods he'd learned under the short time in his guidance. What's more important, though, are the teeny tiny little sprouts popping out of the ground in one of the clearer patches of dirt.

These little green shoots certainly are charming! And Shinji seems to be pretty enamored with them in general, even outside of whatever divine influence might be settling on him. But, of course, with that extra draconic suggestion, he swings by the area quite a bit more often than he normally might. You know. To make sure nothing's happened to them. Or anyone's gotten too close to them. You wouldn't... get to close... to his plants, would you??


Ib
It may not be in the cards for Rawna's supporters to bask in the sunlight, but when he can tear himself away from protecting those little plants of his, the urge to just perch himself atop the roof of his house sounds kind of nice, actually! Maybe lay down for a bit and keep an eye on the area while soaking up some of that sun. How very reptilian. What's with this extra antsy feeling of needing to keep an eye on everything, anyway?? Gosh.

Passing by a little close? Don't look up - there's someone watching from up high to make sure you are, in fact, just passing by.


Wildcard
[Want something else? Maybe you're one of his friends who's been invited to taste-test some food. Maybe you wanna use him to recreate a cello piece for the city council's job offer. Maybe the sky's the limit! Hit me up here or on plurk sandshrew to plot something, or just toss whatever you want my way! Formats will be matched!]

Ia

[graspthepotato]

It's not like Sougo is trying in infringe on anyone's territory. He just happens to like gardening and... well, seeing a garden in some early stages of sprouting draws him over like a Siren's call.

Sougo is crouched down, arms on his knees, and gently brushing his fingers over the top of one of the new sprouts with a soft smile when Shinji happens by to check on things. Though Sougo doesn't actually see him, his back is to the boy.

This is a pretty compromising position, isn't it...?

Sougo Ousaka | OTA | Rawna

[graspthepotato]

1 - Instincts

[At various points later in the month, Sougo can be found in pretty much any high place he can get to. The roof of the housing buildings, the tops of stores that happen to be easy to climb, anywhere.

He never seems to be doing much, just standing on some high edge or precipice, eyes closed and just soaking in the day and the breeze. Please try not to startle him too badly when he's that close to the edge.]

2 - Dancing

[While Sougo is super set with a partner to compete with, he thinks that this is a good time to help other people out. And that's definitely something he likes to do! So if he sees anyone checking out some dancers or dancing by themselves, he'll approach with a soft smile.]

Hello! Would you like a partner for a time?

3 - Money

[Poor all of you, you have to bear witness to Sougo's absolutely horrible attempts at art. He has attempted to outline a character with black paint and then dab colors inside. But firstly, the poor thing is misshapen to begin with, and secondly, Sougo has managed to smear a lot of the black outline paint so it looks fuzzy and indistinct.

Sougo, however, is looking at his work with an approving nod.]

It's very cute! I think I definitely captured King Pudding's cuteness! I'm sure Tamaki-kun will love it.

[Someone please save Tamaki from receiving this monstrosity as a gift???]

4 - Wildcard

[I'm down for anything! Or you can hit me up on Plurk at freakanature06~]

2

[daikonrose]

[ Kyoko doesn't dislike dancing--the few dance classes she took through her agency were pretty fun!--but she's a little lukewarm on the thought of entering a competition for it, herself. It's not like she's under any impression that she'd win, and it's not her passion anyway. Besides, the thought of trying to get involved in the Havenwell entertainment industry again is a little... well, she's just not sure.

But watching! She can't resist watching. And that gentle smile from Sougo is pretty hard to resit, too. Kyoko returns it with one of her own, along with a giggle. ]

As a pro, you should charge for that kind of thing, don't you think?

Sasuke Sarutobi | Diacht | OTA

[gatescostmoney]

Basic Instincts

[ What is shiny to a lonely ninja separated from the person he's to protect, the light to his darkness? Shiny becomes the reminders, an attempt to stem the loneliness he feels. He's drawn toward coin-like objects. They could be actual coins, circular metal things, metal hex nuts, anything, and once he grabs one, he's off to the treetops.

And if there aren't any coin-like objects to collect? Sasuke goes for long hair, ponytails, long ribbons that catch in the wind.... At least when he tries to snag this kind of prize, Sasuke doesn't take to the trees. He hangs on and follows like a shadow. ]

What'd You Say to Me?

[ ... Sasuke blankly stares at the person before him. Then it's palm to his face as he shakes his head and grumbles. ]

Whatever this is, no.

[ Sasuke speaks Japanese, but being from the Sengoku/Warring States era means that he'd most likely have an archaic flavor to his speech. However, he also has more modern speech patterns compared to some of his fellow warriors. So, people may be confused as to the age of his speech if they speak Japanese.

He is going to try out some knowledge he learned from Kyoko. He mimes hugging, pointing at himself and at whoever he's talking to. Is that communication also broken? ]

Dancing with the Gods

[ Anyone who manages to convince or bully Sasuke into dancing, they'll find instant backup dancers and possible even doubles of themselves. Otherwise, Sasuke will be watching others dance from the sidelines, enjoying the show and the music. ]

Free Choice

[ Want to do something else? Feel free to write a start, DM this journal, or hit me up on aviekokyre. ]

Basic Instincts

[monklookslikealady]

[He'd been feeling weird the past few days. Like something was itching under his skin...and that he wished someone was nearby so he could hug them. Which made him shudder, that idea.

So, to get rid of excess energy, he decided to go for a walk, purposefully avoiding any person that he managed to see along his path.

But, that doesn't apply to anyone he may not see above him.]

Zenitsu Agatsuma | Diacht | OTA

[zapdope]

[ I ]
[ Among Tanjiro and his friends, Zenitsu supposedly is one of the stronger-minded people. Supposedly, only because we all know how much of a scardy-cat crybaby Zenitsu is, constantly whining for help.

Supposedly, also because he's also been a culprit behind stolen sweets way back when they were at the Butterfly Mansion in his home world.

So when the Diachtian urge hits this blond, he immediately gives in with a lot of shiny garbage items. He's also actually pretty good at climbing up onto high places, so it doesn't take long for people to find him up on top of trees and rooftops, either.

When you run into him, you may either be spotting him taking a shiny item, hurrying on his way to somewhere safe and high up to stash his new treasure, or actually see him on top of a tree, hiding his new treasure. ]

This is mine!! Don't you dare take it!

[ However, if you catch his attention more properly, he may drop whatever random shiny item he's been holding on to. Do you have a shiny item on you? He's now eyeing that. ]


[ II ]
[ Zenitsu is from the Japan in the 1910s. There's barely any foreign language influence from where he's from, even though he's got that foreign look down. So when the language magic goes away suddenly while he's talking to someone, he's going to immediately freak out in Japanese. ]


[ wildcard! ]
[ Anything else! Can be a mix of the two prompts, or whatever you've got in mind! Hit me up either at the ooc plotting thread, or PM me via this account or karasalis ]

I

[gatescostmoney]

[ It's been a long time since Sasuke's camouflage ninja outfit lets him blend into the surrounds instead of stand out more. (Someone make him wear something else....) So, he may be hidden in the same or a nearby tree with his assortment of coin-like objects. Sasuke may also be trying to string some of them together. He's not having much luck as most of the items don't have holes. ]

I don't want it, Sparrow Pupil.

[ Although, he will give a quick glance at Zenitsu to make sure he doesn't have any eyes on his stuff. ]

Lance | Ainea | OTA

[the_tailor]

[I - Basic Instincts]

[At first, Lance doesn't notice too much different about himself than usual. It starts, as many things do, with Keith. While it's not the first time he's done so, Lance finds himself with a strong urge to grab Keith's jacket right out of his room and wear it. And so he does. It's getting pretty warm outside, and a jacket isn't always incredibly comfortable, but he just wants to wear it. It feels comforting and smells like him, which is A++ in his book. Nothing unusual about that, right? Boyfriend jackets are a thing.

The problem comes when he starts itching for more. A pretty scarf or hat he sees someone wearing? He wants it. Someone he's friends with? He wants to drag them home to hang out with. There's a strange urge to hoard, and while Lance has never considered himself a pickpocket in the least, he's definitely having twitchy fingers when passing people by. He's always collected things from planets he's visited before, so...this kind of...makes sense, that he'd want more souveniers? Right? And people from different worlds have cool stuff, too! It's like a buffet of variety.

If you're sitting around and have any bits and baubles or loose clothing pieces near you, you might open your eyes to find them suddenly...not there. Or, perhaps, you'll notice that there's a young man (totally a man now, not a teenager anymore!) nearby eyeing you and/or them. Maybe you're walking down the street or standing on a street corner and feel that you're being followed, that there are eyes boring on you from somewhere. Is someone there?]



(ooc: If you'd like to plot about a specific item being taken/Lance trying to take it, please hit up my plotting post here or hit me up on plurk at relika! Or Discord at Relika#7801. I've got a few funny ideas but it might require a quick set up. Or just pick whatever. He won't be grabbing anything huge, but he'll be trying to yoink smaller things.)




[II - What'd You Say To Me?]

[Growing up in Cuba and going to sort-of-high school in the United States has led to Lance having the bonus of being bilingual. He's talked in English nearly all of the time since he went overseas, becoming just as fluent in it as his native language. Even with the universal translation technology he'd had thanks to Altean tech and whatever was being used here, he speaks English out of habit.

The problem now is that English isn't cutting it. Every so often, something's going wonky, and the words coming out of his mouth are complete and utter gibberish. When he realizes that, he attempts switching to Spanish. And that...comes out like normal Spanish. Problem is, that doesn't seem to be getting translated, even if it sounds like the actual proper words.

So, have fun with Lance being frustrated, rambling in Spanish and gesticulating wildly trying to get points across. Ready to have games of charades trying to communicate? Or maybe drawing pictures.]




[III - Dancing with the Gods]

[When he hears about dancing going on, Lance is definitely all for it. He's eager to stop by and get his groove on every so often. Sometimes he'll just get down by himself, but other times, he'll try to rope other people in to dance with him. If he spots someone dancing alone, or maybe even just standing awkwardly at the sidelines, he'll happily stroll right over to them.]

Care for a dance?




[IV - Wildcard]

(ooc: Anything and everything! I'm willing to do stuff from the fourth prompt too, just didn't know what to write for it. If you wanna hmu to figure something out, relika and Discord: Relika#7801 are ways to contact me, and plotting post again is here.)

I

[twistedempathy]

[They hadn't been planning on hanging out today. They hadn't even talked about it; Will had actually been on his way to try and help out with these new odd jobs being advertised around the city, when Lance had just..... shown up out of the blue to grab him. How could he deny a not-quite-invitation like that?

It's pretty adorable, for a pseudo-kidnapping. Besides, there's snacks! Although he's currently a little busy staring down a certain Flareon making forlorn puppy eyes at Lance to be eating himself.]

Just because I said no doesn't mean you can ask him and get a different answer, you know. Come on, we're not even in different rooms.....

Libra | OTA | Ohma

[monklookslikealady]

Prompt 1

Libra wasn't one for touching people. Really, he didn't do it at all, unless he had to have physical contact for healing. Besides the people he'd been to war with, and the children he helped back at home, he avoided touch at all cost, due to issues from his upbringing.

So when he suddenly had an urge to hug the people he came across, he knew something was up. Trying to channel that energy, he gripped the healing staff he carried a bit tighter, and can be found wandering the streets of the city trying to burn off any extra energy as he goes.

And if you run into him, don't be surprised if he seems jumpy and fighting with himself over reaching out to you. It's just not normal for him.

Prompt 3

While Libra won't be dancing in the competition, he will be on the sidelines watching. If anyone wants to grab him for a dance, he may not fight too much, because of the spirit of the event.

Plus, anyone might notice, he knows how to dance. Someone taught him a few steps, at least.

Wildcard

[Have something else that might fit somewhere? hit me up! either PM this journal or at penguinknitter

1 - lmk if you prefer prose, i'm just lazy at 2am >>;

[necromanswers]

[At least he won't have to worry too much about immediately touching this particular person, because, as he passes by looking like he's about to snap his staff in half with how tightly he's gripping it, the voice that calls out to him comes from above- specifically the roof of the nearest building. Lup is perched on the edge, legs dangling, brow cocked as she watches the world go by.]

Looking pretty tense down there, buddy. You doing okay?

Prompto | Ainea | OTA

[this_loser]

I : Basic Instincts
[Something people may not know about Prompto – he can be stealthy when he wants to be. And he can yoink. In fact, he will just outright say it once he’s got his hands on whatever it is you have that he’s decided he wants.]

Yoink!

[If he’s not out stalking people for their things, or lugging those things home, he is tucked up in his room, happily surrounded by all he’s collected.]

III : Dancing with the Gods
[So, he’s not a great dancer. But he had a girlfriend once who was an awesome dancer, and he really did try to measure up, if only for her sake. He can keep rhythm, and he can probably follow along with something not too complicated. So if someone really needs a partner, he’s willing to give it a go!

Otherwise, maybe he can help out in some other way? Need a photographer?]

IV : Money, Money
[Homesickness is very much a thing he’s been experiencing. He doesn’t have videos, but he does have a camera, memory cards, and a ton of stories behind them. How much time do you have?]

Wildcard
[Of note: People who know that Prompto always wears a bracelet on is right wrist may notice it missing from time to time. He’s not used to going without it all time – it feels weird – but he’s working up to it. They may also notice he’s sporting a new tattoo – and how could they not – it takes up most of the space above his hand – of a fat baby chocobo chick, all black.

Any other ideas, go for it. Aside from the above, he’s always running around with his camera, and has started helping out at Verstael’s lab (snoooooooze).

Contact: deadtea]

((OOC: This is relevant.))

IV : Money, Money

[original_is_best]

Prompto might be surprised to see a certain someone else there as well. Verstael didn't have a case of homesickness so much as see an opportunity to share information.

However, his method of sharing was a bit different. He had the beginnings of an diorama of the world that he was building up. Nothing as nice as what he had back home, but just wait. On top of that, he'd drawn out city plans from what he could remember of Zegnautus Keep, and some layouts of other places he had seen or experienced.

In contrast to Prompto, one might be able to build a city based on what he'd written out, but they couldn't really see it. He couldn't show them the skyscrapers or billboards, the little food stands or the buildings with their painting chipping off over time. Yet he enthusiastically showed the blueprints and maps to any who wished to see, carefully making sure they were strapped down so they couldn't be whisked away by the wind and trampled.

It was different and yet it was the same. It was his way of showing his home.

Of course, it seemed to resonate with the natives more than it did with otherworlders. Perhaps city plans weren't the most understandable way of sharing for most.

He also had a handwritten copy of "The Little Emperor That Could". Of course, while some of it was just a copy of the story, some had been re-written based on his vague recollections of certain parts of the story, so it wasn't wholly accurate to the original work. In fact, it might be a cute children's book that seemed to randomly sidetrack into diatribes about how part of the plot wouldn't actually work in reality but it did for story purposes.

Upon his first glance of Prompto he didn't think much of it. But, as seconds passed, something started to seep in. Prompto had grown up in Lucis and only thought negatively of the Empire. He wanted to show Prompto the Empire as he knew it.

He wasn't sure why. It shouldn't matter. Prompto was just a boy who happened to share his genes. He couldn't think of anything significant he would gain from it. But he wanted to convince him.

He wasn't too hard to spot, having taken up a decent amount of space because obviously his stuff was most deserving of it. He called out to Prompto, eyes clearly on him.

"Come here."

And while he was direct, he also leaned towards being more inviting than demanding as he held out a hand, palm up, and lightly made a 'come hither' motion with his fingers.

Vianca | ota [ohma]

[pinkmin]

✿ i. Basic Instincts
To be terribly honest, Vianca might not have even noticed that she was being influenced by a stronger power. Falling in step behind someone was already something that felt completely natural to her. Even on days where she was completely aware of herself, it was easy not to notice. Likewise, she already never needed prompting to take someone's hand. It was a win/win, why wouldn't she?

So what this meant during this particular month: You were most assuredly being followed by a small pink shadow.

Of course, there is also the fact that she was Bright and Colorful and oh so small. Pick her up! Add her to your collection! There she goes, getting carried around by a robot! This seemed to be a normal occurrence, because she was just reading one of her library tablets as the Robot of the Hour toted her around. Huh! Why weren't you toting her around?!


✿ ii. The Others
[If you wanted to do something else or incorporate a different prompt, follow your dreams! Will do prose or brackets, I'm easy~]

i

[begguiling]

[It's a difficult time when you have the urge to cart off something bigger than yourself. Someone else could have scooped her up easily, but for Magolor . . . it's not impossible, but it's much more of a struggle. The thought may not even have occurred to him if Vianca weren't already being carried around by one of the natives. It's just impossible for him to see a good idea and not want to steal that too! Two thieveries in one!

There's nothing for it. It's time for him to attempt to pick up this small child out of a robot's arms.]

lup | ota yo

[necromanswers]

( iv: musical stares )

[She could dance, absolutely. She could kick ass on the stage if she felt so inclined. But she's been a little quiet and morose lately, less keen to be in the spotlight than usual, so she didn't bother signing up. She is available for background support, however, and is content to just be near the performance area to enjoy the music.

In between shows and practices, Lup is tucked away in a corner of the stage area, plucking or strumming away at an old but beautiful-sounding violin. She'll be playing through a handful of different songs, though when she finishes she looks unsatisfied by it.

Come bother her? Or ask for a tune? If you're trying to practice your own music or dancing, you might catch her quietly playing along trying to learn the song herself.]

( v: wildcard )

[She's around town! Bother her, throw your shenanigans at her! (This is in case other ideas come up & is 100% open)]

[twistedempathy]

[You know what's tough? Practicing a partner routine without your partner around. He may be a little restless, but he's not sure he can pull that one off. But what's a little easier to do alone is attempting to figure out some stage directions for it!

The music playing for Lup's learning pleasure is probably fast-paced and fun; Will is periodically stopping it and rewinding or fast forwarding to different places, messing around with colored panels he holds up to peer at the lights through, pondering the way they tint his clothes and hair.

After a few minutes though, he does notice the accompaniment, waving apologetically to Lup.]

Want me to let it play through to the end for you?

Miles Edgeworth | Ace Attorney | Diacht

[turnaboutson]

A. Ooh, shiny!

Miles Edgeworth has always liked the finer things in life, so perhaps it's not so strange that he's started picking up a handful of trinkets. Perhaps it is strange, because these things are...not that fine. They're just shiny. Small, shiny things...his, now.

A-1. The sincerest form of flattery [closed to Phoenix]

As part of his shiny-hunting, one day Miles finds Phoenix's attorney's badge, left on the table. He picks it up and rolls it between his fingers, looking at it, and he's suddenly struck with the childish impulse to wear it. And so he does, even putting the pin on (!) and looking at himself in the mirror. The last time he'd worn Wright's badge it had been to save Maya Fey's skin. This time...it's just for fun. And to maybe catch a glimpse of who he could have been without von Karma's cruelty.

(His prosecutor's badge has fallen out of his pocket in the house. He hasn't noticed.)

B. Up to the highest height!

Edgeworth takes his new hoard up to higher and higher places. His room. The second story of the library. And so on, and so on. Until he's 40 feet above the ground, on a roof, and suddenly remembers that he's afraid of heights.

"NGHOOOOH!!!"

steak sauce

[thewrightmoment]

Phoenix has no idea what's been going on with him as of late. Recently, he's been having the urge to nick things here and there from people and just kind of...keep them. Make a little pile in his room that gives him a strange sort of comfort. He doesn't even really know most of the people in this city, and yet he's already grabbed a few items that he KNOWS he needs to return right away but just........can't.

He's a lawyer, damnit, he can't go breaking the law like this!

After staring in shame at the small pile in his room, he covers it up with a blanket, because Miles walking in and seeing it is the last thing he needs. And then is off to the kitchen, because maybe lunch will clear his mind a little. On the way there, he notices something laying on the floor. Curious, Phoenix crouches down and plucks it from the ground, standing back up to examine it.

While he doesn't actually see it all that much, it's something unmistakable: a prosecutor's badge. Miles' prosecutor's badge, logically. Huh. He really ought to give that back.

A minute later, Phoenix has it securely fashioned to his own lapel. Peering in the mirror at himself, it's nothing short of strange. Being a prosecutor was never a path he has or will ever see himself going down, but damn if the badge didn't look kind of cool.

(Speaking of, where was his own? Must have dropped it himself. Note to self, find it, it's kind of important.)

While he really ought to take it off and return it, that urge comes back, and he decides that nope, he's gonna keep it for now. That decided, he resumes his journey to the kitchen.

For thewrightmoment

[twistedempathy]

[Well, someone looks absolutely baffled. What's so confusing about clothes shopping, except maybe how expensive everything suddenly is now? Will trots over to meet Phoenix, spouting what probably sounds like a load of absolute gibberish to him. Do you know absolutely anything about Japanese or related languages, buddy?]

What's the matter? Couldn't find what you wanted?

[thewrightmoment]

[All he wanted was a decent pair of shorts and a t-shirt. Something nice and comfortable to deal with the rising heat of the summer. It seemed like an easy enough thing, until he walked into the store and suddenly discovered that he couldn't understand a damned thing anyone in the store was saying. Everyone was speaking in a different language, a strange one he didn't quite understand, nor did they seem to understand him either.

Frustrated, he leaves the shop, wondering just what was going on. That's when he's addressed by a familiar masked fellow, and...is that Japanese? He knows what Japanese sounds like, and it sounds kind of like that, but it's still absolutely friggen useless.]

I don't understand a lick of what you're saying, either.