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FEBRUARY EVENT LOG
FOUNDER'S DAY It's finally here. This is the day the city has been waiting for. It's a day like no other when every resident of Recollé can be found buzzing with energy and excitement. Shops open early. The Recollé High School and University marching bands begin to play, and over in Tribunal Terrace Mayor Mayer strides up to the microphone atop his beloved giant chicken, Seabiscuit. --wait, giant chicken? You're sure the Mayor has something important to say, but all you can do is focus on the fact that Seabiscuit didn't have bright red feathers the day before. The rest of the Mayor's speech may not get through to you, but it's his last sentence that makes everything official. "Welcome to Founder's Day! Let's do our part and celebrate the city that we love." I. All of the hard work from the days prior has paid off. The weather is slightly brisk with no chance of snowfall until well into the evening and businesses are booming. Shopkeepers and employees working today will have their hands full taking orders from customers and keeping up with demands. Maybe that 50% off deal on wool-knit scarves wasn't such a great idea. On the other hand, residents that aren't working today will find the streets pleasantly busy. Chata has plenty of sidewalk sales to peruse. Music and the scent of cinnamon-sweet coffee will surely lure some people to the businesses in Tisse. School is closed for the day but an open campus tour runs a few times a day at the university, and the Founder's Day play is performed once in the morning and once in the evening at the Atrium. Are you enjoying a day with your friends? Or are you stuck behind a register wishing you were? Wherever you may be, the spirit of Founder's Day is all around you. II. At noon sharp, the bands strikes up again as crowds gather around Tribunal Terrace. Ladies and gentlemen, it's time for the main attraction! That's right, it's time for the annual Founder's Day Parade featuring the city's newly elected royalty: King Kurt Wagner, Queen Maya Aimoto, Prince Ryoji Mochizuki, Princess Rose Strider, Duke Viktor Nikiforov, and Duchess Arlene Sinclair. The marching bands play with gusto as they stride through the streets, the Recollé High and Recollé University cheerleaders right behind them. Beautiful floats follow in their wake, all decorated with flowers and depicting the historical events of the city. One thing that's different this year, however, is the addition of beads from the King and Queen's float at the end of the parade. The Recollé Royalty's float-helpers sit on the edge of the float tossing colored strands of beads and candy to the audience below. Most residents may not notice, but the beads seem to be shaped like a new logo some residents are quickly becoming familiar with. Residents will find that wearing the beads will produce some interesting results though. Are you on a romantic date? Your beads might slowly turn red with passion. Are you nervous about one of those floats suddenly veering off and rolling down the hill? Your beads might turn pitch black. No matter what district you're in after the parade these beads will respond to your current mood, and even if you take them off they seem to mysteriously turn back up in your pocket. If you take them off and try to get rid of them often enough, they might just appear around your neck, and you won't be able to remove them for the rest of the day. Then again, this doesn't seem to be a rule so much as a pattern. Perhaps you'll be lucky enough to ditch the beads to your pocket instead of having them prominently displayed no matter how many times you do away with them. Talk about wearing your heart on your sleeve. What's up with that? The beads may not be everyone's first priority. After all, once the parade's said and done someone has to be on clean-up duty. Will you volunteer? III. Later, back at Tribunal Terrace, residents who passed by a large metal truck earlier in the week will quickly see what all of the fuss was about as Mayor Mayer walks Seabiscuit down the street, monitoring over a small, gated pen for Chocobo-back rides. You know the Mayor used to own a horse. Seabiscuit has always been a beautiful Palamino with a shimmering coat. Asking most of the other residents, however, will earn you a concerned look. Recollé has always been home to Chocobos. What's a horse? Nearby there's a petting zoo that has been set up by the same company. Thankfully, those animals look familiar. Goats, sheep, bunnies and other small animals reside in the petting zoo. Are you the type to feed them? Or are you stuck on pooper-scooper duty? Gross. The Chocobos themselves seem friendly enough, though the little ones are prone to nipping at hair and fingers. Are you brave enough to get closer to take a better look at these mysterious creatures? Do try to be careful...especially since some of them are prone to running away and relocating themselves in other parts of the city. Seems like even the Chocobos want the Founder's Day special from Expressive. IV. Mayor Mayer, as good and true as he is, isn't one of the most careful people in the city of Recollé. It would make sense to keep Seabiscuit away from the city's pride and joy, the world's largest ball of red string. If you've been in Recollé for any length of time, you'll immediately recognize the ball. Large enough to see from any district, the ball has been wound and displayed near City Hall for years. Too bad Seabiscuit isn't one for tradition and this creature does startle easily. It's hard to say what caused the poor thing to become so scared that it kicked the ball right off of its pedestal, but once it starts rolling there's no stopping it. The red ball of string picks up pace, rolling down the streets and unraveling to tangle up anyone in its path. The string winds its way around the city and all districts, seemingly pulling people in and tying them up with at least one other person. It seems that the only way to undo this mayhem is to find your other half and work together to unravel yourselves. BONUS. You don't remember that building in Tisse being there. Was it there before? Perhaps it was empty in the days prior to Founder's Day, but today a small neon sign illuminates the front of the building with the name of its current business. Retrospec. Huh. Isn't that the name of that app that installed itself on your mobile device? As you've noticed by now, all aspects of the app are available to use. But there's still something ominous about that building. If you're brave enough to go inside, you'll find… …nothing. The building appears to be empty save for a few chairs in a waiting room-type area and a large fake potted plant in the corner. There appears to be several doors and even an elevator, but it seems no matter how hard you try you can't access any of those. What a waste of time. (And why isn't there a staircase?) There's really no point in staying here when the festival's outside waiting for you. When you try to open the front door to exit though it appears to have locked behind you. Are you alone? Hopefully you aren't alone, that would be quite dreadful. Of course, you can try a few things to break out. You can try ramming down the door for example. That won't work, but you may certainly try. Though the city is full of creative people with undoubtedly interesting methods of breaking free, residents locked inside Retrospec will find that the only way to open the door is by using the Retrospec app to post a status update, comment to someone else's status, or post a picture from their Founder's Day adventures. Is there a right or wrong way to do this? That's for you to find out. Time to get creative and maybe make a few new friends! Welcome to ![]() As a note, the effects from the beads in the second prompt can last throughout the month if you would like, but will fade as soon as February is over. Additionally, you may post Retrospec updates in your top-levels on this log for the bonus prompt if you wish to keep everything in one place. As another note, by participating in this log in a thread with five or more comments from you, you are eligible for one free memory regain! This means you can claim a memory without a trigger required. Please see our monthly plotting post for more details. Any questions you have regarding this event may be directed to the mod comment here. |
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[ Duke Viktor Nikiforov is probably not the best nobleman you could have chosen for yourself, Recollé, but at least he looks good and has the poise! The duke costume he's wearing has no right to look this good on someone. He also has a walking stick! He smiles and waves graciously during the Parade, enjoying the view as he winks and blows the occasional kiss at his most vocal supporters. Hopefully no one was expecting anything more from royalty.
Once the Parade is over, Viktor will be sticking around for a bit to thank his voters and those who nominated him with some small talk. Maybe you're one of them? Or maybe you're exactly the opposite? Either way, come say hi to Viktor in cosplay, save him from the NPCs and from himself! Because he's picking up one of those strands of beads from the floor to look at it more closely. And if you're watching him, you can see his Duke smile falter very obviously for a moment there.
The math lady meme, reenacted before your eyes.]IV
—Makkachin!!
[ No, this hadn't been a good time to walk his dog, and Viktor would regret his life choices more if he could. But right now, he's too busy running after the poodle, who is in turn running after the giant ball of string with his leash trailing behind him... Help is appreciated! But if you can't help, please move away fast! Otherwise, you might get tangled in string with... Makkachin. ]
Wildcard!
[ If none of the above work for you, choose your own adventure! ]
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[ dave can spot smile falters a mile away; call it the perks of having a family with harder-to-read faces. also, viktor probably knows dave strider: that dance studio he runs now was established-if-failing beforehand, and dave's been going there since he was eight years old. he does ballet with some tap and has regularly since then - or since before then, really, but eight was when he moved to the city.
as such, he's probably recognizable at least as "kid who is dance student @ school". also he hangs out with russian yuri a lot, so. ]
Lose somethin'?
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Speaking of distractions, thank you for giving him an excuse to ignore how these beads are changing their color to blue in real time. Yes. He'll just. Focus on the conversation. ]
Not exactly... Actually, does the shape of these beads seem familiar to you? [ Maybe it's not just part of the Retrospec logo, but a local reference he's missing...? Someone from Recollé like Dave might know.]
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[ it's not like the app Existing is top secret, though no one without it seems able to see it. ]
Sorry, Teach. [ it's. just what he uses on anyone who works at the studio. ] It looks like this is part of the weird shit quota...somehow.
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[ That's all sorts of wrong, but he's not going to bring up the mysterious parade sponsor (??!) with a student who seems to be at peace with it... He puts the beads in his pocket and makes a face.]
Weird is right. I do have the app. [ Weirdest shit ever. ] But the building's new, right?
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iv!
Wait, wait—!!
[As if that's ever stopped a dog on a mission before?!
On the plus side, his reflexes are very good! So when Makkachin comes bowling on over, he drops down like he's about to sumo wrestle a dog and then nabs him midair.
Gently, at least. No suplexing here, even if it's at the cost of his balance. Good bye world, remember him...]
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Wow! I didn't think that was possible with such a short reaction time...
[ Makkachin barks loudly in response to his comment, but he doesn't try to get away. In fact, he's wagging his tail like crazy but that's it! That's when Viktor realizes that he should grab his leash again, does it, and then focuses on Kiyomitsu. ]
Are you OK?
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Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry about, uh... catching your dog. [Catching him like a football, anyway, albeit a delicately-handled one.] I just kinda reacted. Is he okay, too?
[He sure seems fine, at least, if the wagging tail is anything to go by! What a cute dog.]
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Yeah, he's fine. If he wasn't, there's no way we wouldn't know. [ He looks at the trail the ball of red string left on the street and shakes his head. ] At least he didn't get caught in that! That would have been a disaster. Thanks for being the one to catch him.
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1/2
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He's in cosplay and she's absolutely got her phone out for a picture. The sound of a camera click, followed by a giggle.]
Maybe this should be the new header for the studio facebook page, Your Grace?
[she thinks it's great.]
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Oh, are you offering to run it?
For today only, it might not be a bad idea to share a picture like this over there. But maybe I should pose for it.
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Yuri and Dave use social media much more than I do... It would probably be a joint effort.
[do you really want teenagers running the facebook page for your studio. do you.]
Your candid picture still looks good though - but if you want to pose, then I can always take more.
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[ Read: No Thank You! Somehow, Anya has his trust more than the other two, go figure...
He approaches her, glancing down at her phone as he stops next to her, resting both hands on his walking stick. Props are meant to be used! ]
Well, that depends. How did it turn out?
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iv am i after cr with viktor or makkachin the world will never know
It's then, of course, that she happens to wander into Makkachin's path, too busy rattling off a little rant on her Twitter feed about how much birds suck to realize just where she is. It's only once she hears Viktor call out that her head snaps up just a fraction too late.
Collision imminent. Goodbye, Honoka. ]
W-w-w-w-waaaaaaait--!!
[ Too late. Down Honoka and Makkachin go in a disaster of flailing limbs and bright red thread. Tangled is an understatement. ]
makkachin is the better choice tbh
Of course, the dog can barely move from where he is thanks to all the thread, but he's not even trying to get away, because he recognized Honoka and he has priorities. So I hope you like dog kisses, Honoka, because you're getting all of them.]
Honoka! Whew, I'm so glad it was you.
[ Viktor is taking out his phone instead of actually helping. This is what you get for having a known bias for Makkachin. Sorry, enjoy his love for a little longer! ]
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[ Makkachin she loves you lots but this is a serious matter she can't be tangled up here with you forever!!
... she doesn't seem all that inclined to really protest though because even with all the whines about being pawed and licked, she's very obviously cuddling him and choking out laughs between licks. She loves Makkachin so much. ]
Mister-- Mister Nikiforov! Heeeeelp! I'm-- [ more puppy kisses. more choking and laughing. ] I'm gonna drown in slobber!
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for yuuri: retrospec!
Reality is harsh, though. But since they're already here, they should make sure there are no clues...
That's why Viktor was inspecting the potted plant. You never know! But all he gets out of it is a reason to sigh loudly. ]
Haah. It's not even a real plant.
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He lets out a frustrated sigh. ]
Why would they use an entire building as a cover for a fake business?
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[ He'd be more frustrated if Yuuri wasn't here, truth be told. ]
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Wah--?!
[ At least he didn't drop his sketchbook but he's tangled up with a dog and his pencil went somewhere. ]
Ah, my pencil...
[ Because that's the biggest problem now, clearly -_- ]
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That free space is meant to represent his moment of confusion. Makkachin also doesn't understand why he's now tangled instead of running after that ball of thread, by the way, but since someone unfamiliar is there with him, he's now sniffing Koutarou with curiosity. Hopefully Koutarou won't mind! ]
Your... pencil?
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He absently scratches the dog by an ear as he continues to look around to see if he can locate that pencil. It’s not like it was expensive, for an art pencil, but it was comfortable to use. ]
Yes, I had it just now.
[ He does not see why it’s such a surprise that he’s trying to find it. ]
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[how do you call a duke? in any case, prompto is here with his camera, standing a few feet from viktor]
Could I take a picture?
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Oh, of course~
[ The smile shown on this icon is not dukeful enough, but it is an approximation! ]
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[he moves around a bit to get a couple of different shots]
I took more than one, if that's alright! [then cheers excitedly to himself as he checks through them] These are really nice...
Wanna see?
[immediately approaching viktor to show him]
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