recolle | MARCH EVENT LOG

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MARCH EVENT LOG

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FOUNDER'S DAY
The city of Recollé. With everything that happened in the last month, the townspeople are excited to proceed with their festivities as normal. The Mayor, though a little wary of public appearances now, makes his way through town atop his beloved Chocobo, Seabiscuit, a megaphone in his hand and shouting to everyone he passes.

"Welcome to Founder's Day! Let's do our part and celebrate the city that we love."

I.
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 Yogi Perowna, Queen Kara Lee, Prince Kasen Kaneda, Princess Elizabeth Velveteen , Duke Garfield Logan, and Duchess Charlotte Williams. 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.

At the head of the parade is the Mayor on Seabiscuit, proudly trotting up front with the head of police, the head of the fire house and the rest of those who had been kidnapped following right after them on another float. Looking no worse for the wear, they're all smiles and grandeur waving and greeting the citizens of the city.

At the end of the parade, the Mayor remains in Tribunal Terrace and steps up to the mic.

"We would like to give a special thanks to those brave enough to venture into the tunnels to rescue us. Our captors have been dealt with and today we will honor our rescue team for their service."

If present at this time, Eleanor Lamb, Yoon-sung Lee, Lucy Takada, Hinata Aoi, Sakura Tohsaka, Frederick Baudin, Tatsuo Kihara, Elizabeth Velveteen, Yukiko Amagi, Tatsuma Hiyuu, Jirou Hirata, Kenta Ooshima, Alexander Von Cumore, Rossiu Adai, and Kurt Wagner will be invited up to the front to receive a medal of honor. It's a shiny golden Chocobo.

Like other Founder's Day celebrations in the past, several shops across the city have discount sales on items in the Towers, coffee drinks at Expressive, a marathon of historical films at Flix and more. Celebrate your home if you'd like. It's a nice break from it all.

II.

But what about those of you who have been city-bound for the whole month? What about those of you who have spent the last month exploring the boundaries outside of the city and helping to build the roads to new destinations? Thanks to the efforts of Retrospec users, several locations have now been stabilized and users may explore these areas to their heart's content. With Pesgare three hours south by boat, Respatrum an hour east and underground, Bosuma two hours west through the Recollé Woods and Magatus seven hours north from the city, visitors may come and go to explore the regions and their points of interest.

The travel may take some time and the scenery will change around you as you go. Those same monsters from before continue to lurk just outside of the city and on the path to these locations and wild flora sprawls over various pathways. Take some time to study them if you'd like.

And speaking of study, along the way you'll find various road signs and warnings along the way including giant man-eating frogs, fire-breathing horses, severe flood warnings and more. In addition you will find large directories in the middle of the road pointing you in the directions of the four locations.

What's going on in these other places though? Well....

III.
Over in Pesgare the fishing village has been saved from the hands of a greedy buyer and the villagers are in the midst of celebration. After the big rainstorm that occurred at the end of February, the seaside village begins setting out wares for sale in their marketplace that buyers may peruse. Items for sale include fish, paintings, clothing, books, handmade jewelry and more.

On occasion though, you may find yourself in the midst of another rain shower as they come periodically in this area. While some of you may be prepared and have an umbrella on hand, others will notice that the rain is an iridescent color that falls and curves in arcs. Getting soaked by the rain may invoke a strange desire to cause a scene and yell dramatically at whoever is close by (and perhaps even belt it out if you're unfortunately unlucky), and so it may be wise to find shelter soon before you say things you'll come to regret.

IV.
Meanwhile in Respatrum the workers continue on down in the forge and begin creating new wares with the gems discovered by the exploration group from the month before. It's hot down here, boiling almost and the fires on all side means the heat's not letting up anytime soon. With caves and walkways and forges to explore, you may find yourself observing the creation of silver platters, swords, furniture and more.

Further down in the region in one of the lower rings, you may hear the sound of loud cheering and applause as you enter into a large stadium. In the center of the ring is a man with a red cape, waving it in front of a burning, burly bull. A final flourish sends the bull back into its pen, raring and ready to go the next round.

Who's up next? Why, it's you! Without warning the organizer of the bull fights grabs you by the shoulders and hands you a cape, shoving you straight into the ring with the crowd roaring above you and the bull bursting out of its cage. Think fast! Your life may depend on it.

V.

Out in Bosuma, the color's been restored to several of the flowers and trees and the people of the forest have been returned to their cottages. The creatures of the forest appear to be out and around including rabbits, squirrels, giant woodpeckers and rainbow-colored deer that aren't afraid to approach people. In fact, all of the creatures appear content to welcome these newcomers and show them around the forest.

It's at night when the real show starts. Several large, blooming flowers begin to glow in various neon colors. For those who stick around and walk through the large gardens, they'll notice that colored pollen also appears to be falling from the flowers, leaving a mist over you that sweeps over you like a soft waterfall. Depending on the color though, you may find yourself feeling a little different...will you fight or will you embrace these sudden emotions?

VI.

Meanwhile things in Magatus are snowy and blustery as ever, but the townspeople seem to be in higher spirits now that their wolf problem is alleviated. With their shops open for business and the bright colors in the sky, the area is almost peaceful and perfect just to get away from it all.

On occasion, you may see a black wolf darting in and out of the shadows watching over the town and the people coming to it. The path appears to be clear now and with a little navigating and a bit of a climb, you'll come across the newly up and running ski lodge. Plenty of cozy couches and fireplaces makes this lodge the perfect place to sleep and the rooms the original exploration team went through appear to be outfitted to be sleeping quarters now.

Up on the mountain, however, there will be a fully operating ski lift and several mountain paths for all of you adrenaline junkies wishing to ski, snowboard and more. In fact, several of the locals will even begin teaching lessons and hold competitions for those of you into that kind of thing. Seems pretty safe, right?

But the higher you go, the more you begin to feel like you're floating. In fact, the higher the elevation, the higher you will be lifted off the ground until you cap out floating a foot in the air. How are you going to get back down the mountain? Well, good luck with that.

BONUS.
Several of you may notice that the heart-shaped stone from February still hasn't disappeared. However, as the Founder's Day parade begins all emotional transfer stops.
The heart's color seems to settle and all cracks and fissures are permanent. It's no longer in danger of cracking if you ignore your feelings, but it serves as a reminder that you should take care of yourself.

Later in the day, all Retrospec users will receive a message from Zee.

Assessment passed. We stabilized the four regions and you're no longer in danger of going native if you head out there. Feel free to explore and stuff. There's still a lot out there we don't know about, but it may be best to get a head start. Oh, and the hearts? Also stable for now. It's...if you feel any different or you realize something's missing, come talk to us? We might be able to fix it. The RRI will be taking more volunteers for other assignments as things come up. You'll probably hear from me sooner or later.

The hearts will still project the thing that you love to the front of your mind so long as you hold it, but it's in no danger of shattering. Best of luck, Retrospecters.

Welcome to

recolle's March log! The prompts are simply loose guidelines for you guys to play with and make up your own fun adventures for the entire month! You may also create your own logs or inbox threads based on these prompts.

This will be a fairly lowkey month meant for travel, exploration and recouping from the last month's event! As of 3/3 all groups will ICly be back in the city. The event feedback post will go up on 3/4 along with information about the new world changes that may take place and the upcoming quest board.

Any questions you have regarding this event may be directed to the mod comment here.

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I'm not here to fight you, young lady. And with all blunt honesty, with the way you hold that sword, it wouldn't be much of a fight.

-Was the condescension really necessary? Well her outburst HAD broken his own concentration, and that on top of the lingering red pollen and his general exhaustion still haunting him from the last month, maybe he was a bit on edge as well.-

I was just writing. I'm not some ruffian here to ruin your evening.

Do I look like I give a shit right now?

[yeah, he's probably right, and she knows she's almost totally untrained in this thing, but for some reason she just really wants to kick something's ass. and if he doesn't think she'll be much of a fight with her sword, well, maybe she'll just drop it to the ground and curl up her fists.]

You being here is ruining my evening. What, you think I can't throw a punch 'cause I'm a girl? I'll kick your ass all the way back to the city.

I don't think that at all. -He really wasn't going to get to finish the poem he'd been drafting at this rate...-

But you seem determined to prove something.

Yeah, dude, I am.

[she doesn't really know what, but she's never been big on self control, least of all right now.]

Come on. Come at me. I'll even let you throw the first punch because I'm a fucking gentlewoman.

-With an exhausted sigh, Kasen closed the writing pad he had, tucking it back into his hip pouch before shaking his head.-

Pugilism is such an inelegant thing... -And in a flash, the same hand that had put held the pouch's flap open suddenly reached for the unnoticed katana at his side, drawing it in a blink as its blade reflected the glow of the flowers around them.-

How about this, then? If you can manage one cut on me with that sword of yours, we can consider your point proven, hmm? And I can get back to my writing...

[a katana? fucking of course. she picked a fight with an actual, experienced swordsman. but she's not about to back down now, and she bends down to pick up her own blade with both hands.]

You asked for it, shithead.

[and she rushes forward, and... well, she's not used to running with the weight of a sword, and she pitches forward and almost buries the blade into the ground in front of her. she doesn't fall over, but she does yelp, and she forces herself to take a second and correct herself. she blows the hair out of her face and glares.]

Fuck you.

I don't know why you're saying that to me, that was all your fault. -Kasen sighed, leaving his own blade at eye level before sort of just... gently side-stepping around in a wide circle.-

[she doesn't know, either, but she doesn't have to know why she's telling someone to fuck themselves. it's never bothered her before. maybe she just doesn't like being caught off-guard, or proven to be pretty damn incompetent at swordplay. insofar as this can be called "swordplay".]

Who the hell do you think you are? You don't even look like you can hold a sword up.

[pot, meet kettle. she drags the blade along the ground and tries sweeping it upwards instead, but it's just as inexpert as the first "attack".]

-Part of him feels he should try to help her salvage her pride and dignity here, that he was mostly just tired and wanted to write a poem, but there was something about the lack of grace in her fighting that frustrated him and fueled what was an increasingly 'bad idea', the fight they were having.

Kasen sidestepped again, swatting away her sword with his own, slapping it with the edge.-

It's not about brute force. Elegance is the key to producing good art, and the way of the sword is another form of art. You're treating it too much like a blunt tool.

Look at this fuckin' thing.

[she takes a moment to get into as proper of a stance as she knows, which isn't really much of one, and lifts the sword with both hands in front of her.]

This look like an elegant weapon to you? All it's good for is beating the shit out of people.

[and with a side-to-side sweeping motion with the flat of the blade, that's exactly what she tries next. she barely gets through the arc before it starts wavering and dips off back towards the ground. there's an audible growl, and at this point she's getting more pissed at herself than him.]

It's being used inelegantly, but that does not mean the sword, or it's wielder, are not without their own beauty.

-Once again, he didn't have to try very hard to avoid her swing. He lets out a small sigh.- Stop. I shouldn't have given you that challenge. There's nothing that can be accomplished by you getting this angry.

Save your breath, asshole, I'm gay.

[that barely even seems relevant to the situation, but the words just kind of come out—and with a huge amount of bite to them, no less. she reaches up and wipes her cheek with the back of her hand; in a more dramatic image of this fight, it's blood, but in reality she's just starting to sweat a little.]

If you give up, I win.

-He was already dealing with fatigue, but her response just seemed to suck years off of his life, the look he gave her in return being pointedly annoyed by her assumptions of his intentions. Of course Kasen also didn't... really fully think out how his typical talk of aesthetic beauty impacted others. And he was too tired to even be THAT aware.-

Don't flatter yourself. I just have nothing to gain here.

Makes two of us. Ready to concede?

[she knows that this is the definition of a hollow victory if he just decides that he's had enough and walks away. she obviously can't swing this thing in any effective way, but right now, Anna feels real comfortable moving these goalposts.]

Or do you want to level the playing field and fight me with your fists like a man?

I already said that was inelegant and I won't be involving myself in such an ugly form of combat. -Kasen huffed before finally sheathing his sword, fairly certain she wasn't about to spring up and take advantage of it.-

You say a lot of shit.

[right he is. her body seems to relax. she'll count this as a win, even though by all counts the only thing she did was yell at him and fuck up a lot. but forcing herself to view this as a victory is helping her calm down a little.]

You always hit on girls when you fight them?

-Flatly:- I wasn't.

-Kasen rubbed at his nose, groaning.-

I'm an artist. I appreciate beauty aesthetically. It's not an expression of romantic interest, I *promise* you.

Sure.

[aesthetic beauty. sure. she doesn't buy it for a second, but what's she gonna do about it when she's already "won"?]

Whole place is pretty damn beautiful out here. Don't blame you for coming out here to do whatever art you do, even if you're a pompous ass about it.

Do you make a habit of insulting strangers to their faces regularly?

Yeah.

Keeps things interesting.

I'm sure it charms the ladies. -Kasen sighed again.-

Do you keep that sword for appearances or do you plan to actually learn to use it someday?

I'd like to learn how to use it. Doubt you'd be willing to do anything about that now that you've seen me fuck it up so much.

[she's just being realistic.]

I've made a career of fostering the talents of young artists, becoming a patron when they desperately needed just one person of value to believe in them.

And what is the way of the sword if not another form of art? Although...

You were awfully rude to me.

Yeah, I'm not using this as an art form. Never been much about elegance or anything like that.

[as for looking for someone to value her? that's pretty far off, but not as far off as she'd want it to be. but she ain't gonna get it from him.]

Not really expecting much from you right now. Must be a relief.

That's like saying someone wielding a brush isn't using it as an art form. A sword may be a tool for killing, but that doesn't make it less of work of art, or the means of using it an artform.

-Kasen shook his head, pulling the sword he'd been using loose from his belt, and holding it out, gesturing for her to take it.-

Look at this. Look at the design of its tsuba, its scabbard, the rayskin detailing. Look at the blade itself. This was a creation of expression, of art. Its creator had a message to give.

Dismissal of all that is such... wasted potential.

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