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[recollecters]

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REVERTED. "Every moment is a fresh beginning." - T. S. Eliot Happy July, Retrospecters. Can you believe it's been nearly a year since the city was under attack and several of you were pulled and lost in Unreality? Time sure does fly, doesn't it? But don't fret. It seems as though the city is in for a real vacation this time...rest easy. THE BEGINNING Recollé has been fully restored thanks to the effort of the citizens working to paint the city back to life and breaking down the layers separating the city from most of its non-Retrospec users. The sky is painted multiple colors (a permanent fixture, it seems) and some buildings and plants are extraordinary but everything appears to be in solid, functional condition. All buildings are where they should be. The roads are safe. And everyone around you appears to be preparing for one of two celebrations... THE 4TH OF JULY With the 4th of July tomorrow, citizens of Recollé are preparing for their own celebration. Much like last year, the city will be preparing with a large gathering at Peach Beach, food trucks aplenty, discounts at several stores in Tisse and Enprise, and of course at 9pm sharp the beautiful and historical fireworks display will begin. Street vendors sell glowsticks and lemonade as everyone gathers to watch the show in the sky. This year, however, while the fireworks display still shows events of the city's history citizens may recognize a few new scenes added to the show. As they look up into the sky they'll notice scenes depicting several of the events that have happened over the last year ranging from the Retrospec bingo games to the nightmare fog to the mistletoe bats and more. This year will also include scenery and displays from the four regions around the city. Perhaps you recognize these events a little too well. Care to share the tale with your neighbor? TANABATA It seems as though this week is a non-stop celebration though. As the 4th of July ends, several members of the city are hard at work in preparation for Tanabata. Celebrated on Saturday, July 7th this year, residents are hard at work decorating areas in Tribunal Terrace and Chata with massive colorful streamers and moving in several bamboo plants. Stalls are set up and prepared and carnival games line the sidewalks for citizens to play. On the evening of the 7th, all are invited to attend the celebration and try Japanese cuisine, play a few games, and most importantly write a wish on a colored sheet of paper to hang on one of the bamboo trees. No matter how citizens choose to celebrate at this festival, for anyone who makes a wish and hangs it on the tree they will soon receive a Retrospec ticket in their mailbox. While your wish may take time to be granted, good fortune is upon you and a free gift has been provided. THE NPCS NPCs are back in the city and all is well. They are unaware of the layers they were caught between but they are grateful and happy to see you again! Professors will be lenient of students whose finals have been delayed, employers will inquire about your vacation time, and your friends and family may constantly badger you for time and attention. Isn't that nice? In addition, citizens of the city may now place calls to members outside of the city for up to five minutes. While that pesky growling problem still appears at the tail end of all conversations, citizens will be able to reach out to anyone in the world and speak for that length of time. Let's just hope your loved ones aren't too bothered by the previous radio silence. THE DREAMS What was that about resting easy? Perhaps you won't be able to as well as you'd like. Though everything appears to be fine, the moment you close your eyes beginning on July 3rd, you may find yourself plagued by strange, unusual dreams. As you dream you'll find yourself experiencing everything from wild scenarios set in space or on a pirate ship to everyday, mundane interactions. Your dreams will reflect who you are, but...maybe in a different light. Perhaps your siblings aren't related to you in your dreams, or perhaps your hair is a different color. Maybe you find yourself dreaming about a whole different lifestyle than the one you currently possess. Why, you could even be one of the lucky ones and dream about those memories you've been receiving since you've joined the app. Then again, you'll also find that you aren't dreaming alone. When you look, you may find that someone has joined you. It's easy to move in dreams and intrude on other people's dreams. You may choose to watch the scene play out or find yourself able to change scenarios within these dreams. Some of you will recognize what is and isn't real, but...what is real anymore? Aren't you curious what it all means? The moment you awake, however, these dreams will fade away and simply be dreams. THE QUESTS If you're looking for a way to pass the time and bring a little adventure to your life, a new feature on the Retrospec app is the quest hotline! By submitting a request, Retrospec will generate a new task for you to accomplish either in the city or around one of the four regions. While Retrospec cannot claim that all tasks will be exciting, all tasks given are important to the functionality of the city. Or perhaps you're interested in exploring Mementos or Tartarus...? Just what are these new places anyway? Strange. Happy questing! THE REGIONS Travel is available once more for the regions outside of the city, though do watch out for the common monsters that still linger between districts. It will take three hours by boat southward to Pesgare, an hour underground eastward to Respatrum, two hours west via horseback to Bosuma and seven hours via driving north to Magatus. Depending on where you travel though you may find some surprises waiting for you. Fishing season is at its prime in Pesgare and it's the perfect place for a seaside getaway this summer. The region remains untouched and stable, and the economy is thriving once more thanks to the repairs after their tsunami and the work of Retrospec users. In Respatrum, the workers in the mines don't seem to mind the heat and continue crafting and creating. Anyone who ventures into these parts will be put to work, but may be rewarded with small tokens and hospitality from the natives of this region. Bosuma, however, is a little different. The Swamp Witch is nowhere to be found though the forest is alit with bright, blooming flowers, strange multicolored animals and friendly natives from a nearby village in the woods. Monsters lurk the deeper parts of the woods, but one would actively have to go looking for them. But should one linger in this region for too long, they may soon discover that they'll start to see things...not just things, but people. Vivid, life-like forms of people you've seen in your memories will appear before you even if you're unaware of who they are. They seem to beckon you to come closer, happy to see you and encouraging you to explore the forest further. Some of these forms may engage in combat if the relationship you remember is a hostile one. Should you follow or fight them, however, you will soon find yourself lost in the woods and it may take days to return to the city. Do keep sight of what's real, won't you? Finally, over in Magatus, for anyone who has ventured there before they may be expecting the snowy mountains and ski lodge. However, it's summer! Snow isn't fit for the summer and as residents approach the region they'll come to find that the ice-capped mountains have been replaced with cliffs, sand dunes and a desert-esque climate. The iced-over lake is now perfect for swimming and further exploration will lead you to a path in the mountains that's the perfect height for cliff-jumping into waters below. This is the perfect region for you outdoorsy, camping types. Just be careful of the scorpions and rattlesnakes out there. THE CITY It's summer vacation everywhere. How are you spending your days? Maybe it isn't such a bad idea to listen to Joanne and plan your days with fun and exciting ventures. Parties and meetings and spending time with your friends...it sounds nice, doesn't it? Even if some of you may notice your friends seem...off. The city is peaceful. Everything seems to be calm and safe, so much that you may not even notice the difference at first. It all begins in mid-July though. One moment you're sitting in a café and the next you realize you're wearing an apron and you feel as though you should be working behind the counter. One moment you're sitting in your bedroom and the next you look up and notice that the items on your wall have changed. These little hallucinations are minimal and only last a few moments, but they will begin to increase as the month goes on and leading straight into August. But hey. It's probably nothing to worry about. Welcome to recolle's July log! The information above provides loose guidelines of things occurring this month, so please feel free to make your own prompts based on these. You are also free to create your own logs and inbox threads. Regarding Tanabata! If you would like to claim a free 10-20 point item, please head to the regains page and submit as normal! Please indicate that it is a Tanabata freebie. Characters are free to travel to one of the four regions this month (Pesgare, Respatrum, Bosuma, Magatus), but keep in mind the effects/changes as listed above. As a reminder, you may qualify for an additional freebie this month by threading out a dream sequence with at least one person experiencing a new AU! This thread must be at least five consecutive comments from you. Any questions you have regarding this event may be directed to the mod comment here. Be sure to review the mods' question thread on the plotting post for important information as well!

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[thebeastwithout]

[Tanabata]
What... country is this city in again?

[Gar seems slightly perplexed as he is handed a paper on which to write his wish. Had they always celebrated this here? Was this America? ...Actually, a better question might be, is this even like, Earth...]

Um... What should I wish for? ...What are you wishing for?

[He glances at a neighbor.]

Oh, sorry, that's probably personal...

[school]
W-We have to do makeup finals for the ones they were in another dimension for?! This can't be happening!

[It is early July and Gar is seated in a classroom with all the other Retrospec students who had gone on 'early vacation' and were now 'back' to do their 'makeup finals'. Gar is pressed up against the door.]

Help! Help, we're trapped in a nightmare!

Doesn't anyone care that the sky is pink and green? Can we please just figure out Retrospec and whatever's going on before we ever have to come back to school...?

[dreams]
[Gar's dreams are fitful and restless. He tosses and turns in his sleep, his feverish mind working overtime...

In one dream, he is wearing the mask he has reclaimed from Retrospec, alongside a man made of solid rock, a bandaged man, and a young woman... They are facing off against... a monkey... for some reason...

In another, he is back in his old house with Mr. Galtry, miserably staring at a pile of papers. Galtry is droning on and on about finances and investments and loans and equities and he doesn't understand any of these words or what they mean...

In a third, he is here, in Retrospec, and he is trading blows with a boy he vaguely knows, laughing and teasing, oozing confidence and vitality as he suddenly performs a series of incredible acrobatic feats...

In yet another, he is on a boat... On a boat and his heart is filled with terror as he watches the rushing waters approach.

Another, and he is on a... TV set - a man is yelling at him and he is apologizing and promising to shoot a better scene. Another, and he is red, not green, and he is snarling at a... shambling rotting corpse. Another, and he is lying on the ground, mortally wounded, and a young woman with skin as green as his own is telling him to listen to her voice.

But the most vivid dream of all... He stands on top of a tower with four others. A cyborg. An alien. A magician. An acrobat. And himself. They are watching a beautiful sunrise over a city, calm and content.

...A buzzer sounds - they glance at each other - then with familiarity and experience, they leap off the tower and into action.]

((There are a lot of options for dreams here! Let me know if there's any one of these scenarios you want to see. Here, I'm referencing: Beast Boy's time with the Doom Patrol, his time in this world with his old guardian, his time in this world with his original AU, the death of his parents and/or his own attempted murder, his time as a superstar actor, his time as a hero connected to The Red, his time with Young Justice, and of course, his original canon.

If there's nothing in particular you want, I'll pick something to play out!))

[standalonehuman]

Dream: A Not Equal Memory

The tension in the concrete, windowless room is high, as seven figures are gearing up, plucking guns and grenades from a rack to gear up in urban tactical gear, for lack of a better term. Not quite military, but something more than just a police force.

One of the figures is recognizable as Togusa, quietly gearing up as he listens to the voices of the people around him. Three others have visible faces. Pazu, with sharp angular features. Ishikawa, with unkempt hair and beard. And Battoh, the tallest of the group, with long hair and obvious cybernetic eyes that replace his biological ones.

Three other figures are in the room, but, like in a dream, their faces seem shrouded or not specific. The more anyone tries to focus on them, the less clear they become.

A voice from elsewhere speaks up, and everyone stands up straighter in response. "It's time."

Dream: We will weather the storm together

The room has a slight chill drifting through it, a visible fog radiating off the walls and the coolness of the marble floor. Through the wisps of fog comes a music, coming from nowhere and everywhere at once. It's not quite a waltz, not quite a mystical chant, a hundred gentle voices.

Togusa stands in the middle of the floor, wearing that suit that only a few people have ever seen him in. It must be some kind of special occasion. A set of footsteps starts to approach, clacking on the marble, and the voices swell as she approaches. A gentle smile spreads across Togusa's lips as she fog parts and her form becomes clear.

Gentiana. She takes one step at a time, and the vision of her is filtered through the lovestruck lens that Togusa sees her in. A regal beauty emanates off of her, and tiny blue flowers are springing up in her step. She raises a hand when she reaches Togusa, and gives a gentle brush of her fingers across his cheek.

"Hitori."

He takes her hand, brings it to his lips, and bows slightly. The music softens, enough to lead the couple into a dance. It is hard to tell which of them is leading the other, but Togusa is simply happy to have her in his arms.

A private moment, but one that can be easily interrupted, by the people who unexpectedly find themselves here.

Tanabata!

Father and daughter are out, hand in hand, for the Tanabata. Togusa is wearing his favorite yukata, light blue with white cranes on the bottom edge. Hikari is in a brand new pale pink kimono (she already grew out of the one she wore at the new year!) Togusa cannot get the pleased smile off his face for an instant. He is happy to let Hikari draw him around to all of the stalls, to try to win carnival games for her, and to absolutely load up on all of the Japanese candy they can find. It's for Hikari...honest...

Last of all, though, they need to write their wishes for the year. Togusa leans over Hikari's shoulder to help her lettering as she writes the characters carefully on a red piece of paper.

[belowaverage]

[A: Tanabata]
[Recolle has a sizable Japanese-American population. It's never seemed weird to Shinji that they celebrate Tanabata here - especially since this is the only country he's celebrated the holiday in.

Right now, he's looking through all of the wishes hung on the tree. When he was little he couldn't reach most of them, but as a teenager, he's easily able to check even the ones that are higher.]

...Wishing for a thousand dollars, really?

[Also, if you're a tiny person he might offer to help you hang your wish up.]

[B: dreamsharing, recolle ver.]
[Shinji doesn't usually dream of being a little kid again, so it's weird how many dreams he's had lately of being a small child.

Maybe he's sneaking onto a suspicious person's ship in Pesgare, and you're the one accompanying him. Maybe you're both trying to climb up on top of an airship, and instead of the captain showing up to keep him from doing that, you might feel like climbing up too.

Whatever it is, instead of the teenager you may or may not know, you're here with an elementary schooler. Weird.]

[C: dreamsharing, canon death ver. w/ nsfw image]
[This, though? This he's had nightmares about for the better part of a month.

Shinji leans against a wall made of seaweed and observes two people. One is... himself, in a school uniform. And one is -

Actually, is that Sakura Tohsaka? Their faces are the same, but Sakura usually has pants. And hands.

Shinji knows this dream well enough that when he glances over and sees you, he knows you're not naturally a part of it.]

You might want to cover your eyes.

[He doesn't mean because Meltlilith isn't wearing a decent outfit.]

[D: wildcard]
[I'm available at Misheard for plotting! Or just hit me with something.]

[thesettingsun]

[A: 4th of july]
[Shuji's been spending a little more time at the beach lately, both with and without Oda. He's a little better around the ocean than he was last year - the thought is reassuring, that some things at least have improved.

When the fireworks displays start, Shuji immediately recognizes one, and he groans.]

Fucking mistletoe bats. They'd better not come back this year. Or at least change to a different song.

[B: college! graduation!! finally!!!]
[With the NPCs back and surprisingly understanding, Shuji gets to make up the finals he missed. Around the seventh, he gets a message he'd been waiting for.

Sometime after he's tackle-hugged his boyfriend and told his parents, he sends a message over Retrospec to his close friends.]

I passed my finals and I'm graduating! 🎓

[Can you tell that he's excited?]

[C: dreamsharing, canon ver.]
[Ah, dreams. Shuji's had many nightmares after joining Retrospec, plenty of them to do with his memories.

This, though... This is just embarrassing.

Shuji buries his face in his hands while Dazai starts to squeal about how his beloved Akutagawa-sensei knows who he is (because he wears red, not because of any literary achievement).]

God, I hate you so much.

[D: bosuma]
[Shuji doesn't exactly have happy memories of Bosuma, but it's worth checking out the place. If there's a curse around, he wants to know it immediately this time and not when one of his friends is on the brink of death.

He doesn't find a curse. But he does spot a familiar face with his ponytail swinging in the breeze.]

...Odasaku?

["Odasaku" answers in thick Osaka-ben.] Yo! Took ya long enough to show up, Dazai-kun.

I'm not- [But Shuji can't snap at Odasaku.] ...Is that really you?

Aww, is that the way ya talk to yer old pal?

[Odasaku beckons him closer, and Shuji takes one step before he hesitates. He looks around to anyone else who might be able to tell him whether this is a terrible idea or not. ...Even if they can't speak Japanese and don't understand what Oda's saying.]

[E: wildcard]
[If we've plotted something else, go for it - if not, I'm at Misheard for more plotting!]

ota for dreams only! cw: murder + hallucinations in the second prompt

[promisedyou]

☆ option i: welcome to devil's cadaver, punks.

[In this dream, maybe you're someone who likes sweets, or perhaps you work at a place called Devil's Cadaver, a family owned pastry and cosplay cafe owned by what you could call someone who definitely befits that name, a thirty year old woman in a kimono who looks pretty intimidating...

In fact, this woman seems to be Mio Sonozaki herself, and while she might be intimidating, she heartily welcomes anyone into the restaurant, with a polite bow and a "Welcome! Why don't you grab a seat? I'm sure you'll find something you'll like here."

Unless you're being a bad worker, by which she will have no qualms in firing you. That also includes any sexual harrassers, too. Especially given that she has a katana strapped over her shoulder at all times. The options are practically endless, although she'll be rather helpless against those with some supernatural ability up their sleeve.]

★ option ii: till death do us part

[This second dream is different. You find yourself standing near Mio - the one with the shorter hair, cut to medium length near a parking lot next to a hotel.

Mio stares at the parking lot with a blank expression and if you follow her line of sight, you'll see two people there. One is Leon, the other is... herself. With longer hair, the way it used to be.]

Why do I have to be shown this again...

[This is a nightmare. To her, it's an endless nightmare that she's had for the past two weeks. Even though she wants to escape it, there's no way that she can. This is how she'll repent for her sins.

And then, Leon speaks and the rest of the memory plays as follows. While Mio - the real one, not the one in the memory - wants to move to stop the stabbing from happening, her feet are frozen in place and she winds up covering her ears and shutting her eyes, shaking her head furiously.]

I don't want to see this anymore!! Please, just end it already!

★ option iii: i've loved you once, and i'll love you in every single lifetime ( closed to hairstroke )

[Mio Sonozaki wanted to see him.

She wanted to see him so badly that there's no way that he wouldn't be in her dreams. Sometimes she'd have nightmares, but sometimes life decides to play nice for once.

There's absolutely no hesitation when she decides to come over to his place to see him, at his place. Even if this is just a dream, that doesn't matter to her, even if she was aware of it. There's just one thing that she wants. He's the love of her life, after all. Not to mention that they're engaged, too. They have been, for a long time. Ever since they were young.

Today, she plans on going on a proper summer date. She promised him that she'd show her best swimsuit, after all, and she's not going back on that. The weather is pretty nice, so she can wear practically anything cute without any problems. But she wants to surprise him, hence why she rings the doorbell... in this rather cute outfit, staring at the ring on her finger happily as she waits for him to answer.]

☆ option wildcard

[Want to play any other dream sequence? Feel free to hit me up via PM or at endlesseight! I'm pretty open to a lot, so just come at me.]

[physix]

I. suspicious granny with cookies that don't have poison in them

[Akane took time off work just to celebrate. She baked so many cookies and she's handing them out to anyone who passes by. ]

Hello, are you hungry? I made these cookies to celebrate our festivities. You may have one if you like.

[You'll be handed a chocolate chip cookie upon saying yes. It's fairly delicious and there's nothing weird about it, in case you're wondering. Akane just wants to see the young people be happy! She's old and tired. There isn't much she can do to help around so this is one way she can contribute. ]


II. her wishes

[It's Tanabata! Of course Akane's writing down her wish on a sheet of paper. There's a fairly simple wish written down on it: "I want my children to be happy". She's still a single mother and sometimes she neglects them. Akane's always concerned that her sons might not be happy with her. All she can do is pray for their safety and wellness.

Old age is certainly getting to her. Akane can't even stand up straight and tie the sheet of paper onto a tree.

Would you like to help this woman out before she kneels over?]

iii. wild card

[You can do other prompts! or hit me up on presages ]

[blondferret]

I: Dreams- A: Past AU Life

Derek has his wand out and levitating a huge bubble in the forest of Bosuma. He is accompanied by John, Kirishima, and a akita dog and they have just gotten to a grove of berries. Derek takes a look around, but not too much as he is still concentrating on trying to keep the glass bubble afloat. In the distance he can see that there is something up a head blocking their path.

"What is that," asks Derek.

"... Careful. Dunno if they're friendly, yet," warns John as he takes a few steps forward.

"..Let me go first," says Kirishima as he walks forward and puts himself between the questionable monsters and his comrads. "WHAT THE HELL?"

The monstsers are huge rabbits. Due to Kirishima's screaming the rabbits turn around stare at Derek's party. The rabbits then start screeching. Derek's concentration is broken and the glass bubble drops the ground, using his hands to cover his ears.

"BLOODY HELL! WHAT ARE THEY DOING?"

No sooner had he said that, the rabbits begin to charge. Vines instantly start to come out of John's neck.

"Either fight or take cover you two-"

Derek uncovers his ears and points his wand at one of the oncoming large rabbits.

Locomotor Mortis!

Dream B: Past AU Life- CSI

Derek is in a parking lot in Tisse next to a car with it's trunk open. Along with him is Li-Na and Theo, who both seem shaken up. Li-Na is talking on the phone and Derek has latex gloves and camera in hand. A CSI bag is near his feet as he is taking pictures of the car. If one looks inside the trunk, they will see the dead body of Leon Zhong. Derek is taking a lot of pictures, including pictures of a bloody knife and clothing found at the scene. He seems to be methodical about his work, as if he has done this many times before.

Dream C: Wizard Duel

The dream opens to a large room filled with students varying from ages 11-17. There are two adults in attendance, one with golden wavy hair and lavis robes, and another with greasy hair and black robes. The former seems to be in charge.

A twelve year old boy in black wizard robes seems to be talking with the greasy haired man while a boy with black hair and glasses is talking to the other adult.

"Now Harry," says the man with golden hair, "When Draco points his wand atyou, you do this. He raises his own wand, attempted a complicated sort of wiggling action, and ropped it. The greasy hair man smirks as the other picks up his wand saying, "Whoops- my wand is a little overexcited-"

The greasy hair man moves closer to Draco, bends down, and whispered something in his ear. Draco smirks. Harry looks nervous and says to the man next to him, "Professor, could you show me that blocking thing again?"

"Scared?" muttered Draco

"You wish," said Harry out of the corner of his mouth.

II: Hallucinations in the City

Derek is taking a breath of fresh air outside in a park near the hospital. For once, he has a day shift, so he is enjoying the summer sun, which you have to wonder how he's doing that while still wearing his doctor's coat. He's seated at a bench and seems to be texting on is phone when he suddenly stops and is eyes become unfocused. He's seeing... a lab? A lab he's never seen before because it is definitely not one from the medical school or the hospital. There is a desk with papers all over it. There is paper work he needs to finish! He has to finish and close these cases!

Derek staggers to his feet, and start to head toward the desk, but his feet don't move correctly and he stunbles and his falling forward. crap. Someone catch him or he's going to face plant.

Wildcard!

Hit me up with any other ideas. I'm open! beianzhen

[sketchythief]

I - feels small, man

[ Daisuke has certainly been taking advantage of the discounts in Tisse and Enprise during the day and is now just chilling at Peach Beach, waiting for fireworks to start. Summer vacation feels great. There are finally people around and the city felt like a ghost town just last month. It really is a welcome change.

That's nice and all, but there's a thing about being relatively short at 5' 5" that makes it harder to see over people's heads. Daisuke looks like he's struggling to see past them. Feel free to laugh at him or suggest a better spot to see fireworks. ]

IIA/B - life is but a dream

[ Please indicate whether you want to see a silly/lighthearted memory (A) or a more serious/dramatic memory (B). B is more reserved for people who already have decent CR with Daisuke already. Don't need to be super close like best friends. Memories will be shifting from one to another in an abrupt transition depending on their length. If there's a specific memory you want, let me know! Otherwise, I'll be picking one at random and going with it.

Whether you choose A or B, there will be a white rabbit-like creature, Wiz, on the floor a little away from you. Wiz circles in place before hopping off once, looking back at you, and hopping off again. It looks like he wants you to follow. ]

III - wildcard

[ If you want to shove Daisuke into an AU of an AU, thats fine! If you want anything else, that's okay too. Let me know by PM to this journal or a private plurk to factious. ]

[thisloveisjustice]

FOURTH OF JULY

Tatsuo has always been fond of holidays that involve fireworks. And it's probably why summer is his favorite season (besides the obvious break from school). He doesn't get to go back home to Tokyo every summer, but he's been back three time since coming to the States, and all three times he made sure coincided with the Sumida River Fireworks Festival. So naturally, he looks forward to the Fourth each year, if only for the fireworks display.

Like any proper fireworks aficionado, Tatsuo stakes out his viewing spot earlier during the day. Once he's satisfied with the location, he just enjoys a relaxing evening on the beach. The food trucks are visited and Tatsuo even takes a nap, just to protect his little square of blanket. But once the show starts, the sky has his undivided attention.

So he's quick to spot the non-traditional fireworks. That definitely looked like a chocobo. And a blue-eye white dragon. He would have just chalked it up to very inventive fireworks makers, until about ten minutes into the show.

Was that a waterfall?

That was absolutely a waterfall, with three figures (him, Anya, and Yasusada) falling down it.

Tatsuo lifts one hand to the sky and extends his middle finger shakes his fist at the fireworks display. He's a teacher. He has to behave himself in public where his students might see him.

"That was low and you know it."

TANABATA

Naturally, Tatsuo also goes to the Tanabata Festival. Though instead of wearing his usual casual clothes, he digs into his closet for a yukata. He rarely gets to wear them, so any excuse will do. This particular yukata is a light grey with a dark grey geometric star design, which he pairs it with a navy blue belt.

He plays a few carnival games, but mostly spends his time at the food stalls, grazing his way through. Takoyaki, yakisoba, okonomiyaki, dango, taiyaki... Tatsuo is munching on one of the fish-shaped cakes when he spots a wishing tree. Finishing up the treat, he grabs a marker and slip of paper and writes 'May Retrospec get its shit together and stop complicating our lives.' In Japanese.

DREAM (OU)

The room is small, with little by way of furnishing and no decorations. There is a small table in the center of the room, with two chairs, both occupied. One is a young man with loud, garish clothing, and bleached hair. And the other is Tatsuo, wearing a rather cheap looking navy blue suit.

The young man with bleached hair leans on the table. "Detective, feed me katsudon," he whines.

"You know, supposedly, giving a suspect food is paying him off for information," Tatsuo replies. Technically, you're not supposed to do it.

The young man makes a disinterested noise as he sits up. "I'm stupid," he says, "so I don't understand fancy words."

Tatsuo sighs and tries the guilt trip approach. "Sawatari, if you keep on like this, your parents will be worried."

The young man just shrugs and interlocks his fingers behind his head, clearly not worried about that. "My parents died when I was little, so I was passed around to different relatives."

Tatsuo struggled to find something to say for a few seconds, before finally settling on an awkward, "I'm sorry."

Sawatari waves a hand dismissively and actually looks a little annoyed at the sympathy. "It's fine. Don't feel sorry for me." He abruptly leans forward. "By the way, won't you get a big reward for catching me doing a bad thing?" he asks, pointing both forefingers at Tatsuo. Then he slaps his palms on the table between them. "Everybody's happy!" he exclaims with a smile, throwing his arms wide.

"We don't want to be happy!" Tatsuo protests, mimicking Sawatari's arm motions. "We want you to be rehabilitated."

Sawatari slumps in his chair, dangling his head back and staring at the ceiling, as if he cannot believe how stuck Tatsuo is on not locking him up.

Tatsuo takes out his wallet, removes one of his business cards, and writes his personal mobile number on it. "If you're ever in any trouble, call me any time." He holds out the card to Sawatari. "I'll help you out."

"Can't I have some katsudon?" the thief whines again, but takes the card anyway.

DREAM (AU1)

Tatsuo looks to be about 10 years old as he sits on his bed in Recolle Orphanage. His school books are spread out around him as he does his best to work on his homework. Which is rather difficult when he can hear the other children though the open door of his room. Running up and down the halls, screaming, yelling. And then it turns to wailing. A rather familiar wail.

Tatsuo sighs and gets up from his bed, crossing to the door and poking his head out into the corridor. One of the twelve year old boys is running his way, a light brown bear clutched in his hand. A bear Tatsuo knows isn't this boy's, because it belongs to the little four year old screaming his lungs out a few years behind him. Derek.

As the older boy passes Tatsuo's open door, he sticks out his arm, and clotheslines the guy. The older boy crumples to the floor and Tatsuo bends down to retrieve the bear. As Derek catches up, Tatsuo hands him the bear.

"Now stop crying, Derek, I'm trying to do my homework," Tatsuo says with a sigh, before turning to go back to his homework.

[ooc: I'll be throwing up a separate log for more dreams later. If we already talked about certain dreams, those will be there.]

[idolworship]

☆ dream: like icarus, i am winged only sometimes
     a dream for escape, and perhaps a little talking

( it seems to you upon your waking that you're somewhere you oughn't be; not because it's forbidden, but because there's a primal instinct deep down that tells you that this is not a place fit for people to be in.

regaining your senses a little you can't say you're much assuaged: it's dark in here, it's very dark, and the air is thick like there's not much of it going out; its scent is stagnant, and something might as well die in here. but there is air, and there is light; just barely any. the light is a faint aurora-like haze coming from some direction you can't quite recognize, and it feels almost like the depths of a cave (it is a little bit cold, now that you think about it), and it does seem a little bit natural the way the floor and walls, pad together, but there's something about the shape of things that make give the whole thing an attitude of something sculpted men. in fact if you were to measure it, you'd find the whole thing not more than seven feet in any direction, a little too perfect for nature's hand.

as your vision adjusts, you catch sight of someone just some feet off, his legs loosely drawn up but with bright, suspicious eyes, and blonde hair dully gleaming in the light. he seems no more than 17. his top is off and it's hard to tell, but 'long the front of his body and threatening to touch his shoulders and thighs are what seem to be tattoos of roses done in a minimal style, though the skin around many seem bright red and swollen; like they were recently done, but a little too much to be usual. around his neck there is a symbol, and a tattooed collar of prickling thorns. it seems there might be more marks along his back, but there's no redness there. )

Are you here, ( he says slowly, with careful respect, ) to test me somehow? I'm afraid I didn't see you come in.

☆ tanabata: our bodies are just stardust this, stardust that
     writing wishes, with or without you

( now for something a little less complex. miai is where they give out colored strips, and he has a pen in hand and his paper in the other. now, he might be waiting for you because you have an arrangement with him - maybe even a date - or he might just be here, mingling in the festival, stopping on his way to run into something else. his yukata is simple and white, its accents a light blue and a little bit of gold.

regardless, he seems quite stumped by the colored paper, and he looks like he can't quite decide if he's better to put this down, or if he ought to write on it— and, if he will write, just what sort of wish he should choose. after fruitless contemplation he eventually turns the slip over (although both sides are blank) and begins, it seems, to doodle on the other side, like it might bring him inspiration: lovely full roses with unfurling petals, their vines curling fluid around the strip. he hums, thoughtfully; evidently, he really is still thinking. )

☆ wildcard: a bright gone thing
     bring your own adventure!

( contact me at rosiere to plot, or surprise me! new and old cr welcome! )

[dornen_kiste]

Dream Verse A: The Research Tower
The halls all look similar as Yogi walks down them, but he walks with the sureness of someone who has walked these halls many times. They are clean, pristine, the clinical architecture and detachment of medical facilities. Nurses chatter at their stations and between rooms, doctors in flowing coats sometimes working between them.

It wasn't until he got to a specific set of rooms, the area more lit, seemingly more secure, and full of high-tech equipment. He began to tremble as he stood at the edge, his gaze locked on two figures that wouldn't quite come into focus, like looking through a camera lens set to blur. Pink and white on one, a mass of black on the other.

Why he filled with dread he couldn't say, only that he suddenly very much did not want to be there, tears pricking the corner of his eyes.

"Can we go? I want to go..."

Dream Verse B: Past AU Life
There's a controlled sort of chaos surrounding Yogi as he stretches himself on a mat, dressed in a tight shirt and small shorts. Both ankles were wrapped and one hand, his unruly blonde hair tugged back into a knot at the back of his head. Around them other men in similar outfits, though usually shorter and more compact than Yogi, worked through routines on parallel bars, floor, horse, rings, and vault.

Yogi looks both comfortable and nervous at the same time, eyeing in the man currently on the rings. He does look like he could use some cheering on. Or a kick in the ass.

Dream Verse C: When Darkness Attacks
He knows this dream. Some others might too, if they spoke to him before about it. He's in the center of the village, his breathing ragged, body aching as he struggles to lift his twin epees. There is blood, and there are screams. Creatures swarm around, bearing resemblance to cats, but dark and twisted. Made of shadow, with too big mouths and too big eyes and claws. They varied in size, and like a hydra for every one he cut down another came forward.

"It's okay. Just stay behind me, and everything will be all right!"

Said through gritted teeth. Is he talking to you? The person already behind him, though said person never quite comes into focus, like they're always at the edge of your vision, never quite in it. Maybe now isn't the time to worry as another of the creatures lunges.

Dream Verse D: Past AU Life
"Ow! Hnng, this would be so much easier with a big mirror..."

The cries of annoyance are coming from inside a young man's room, the space a mass of pillows and stuffed animals. The animals and covers seem to add all the color to the room, the walls a simple white, and that is probably for the best given the myriad of colors from the animals and the hundreds of images taken from magazines and the internet pasted along the walls, or sketches taken from a sketch book and even some fabric swatches. It is, quite frankly, an assault on the senses.

Yogi himself is stood along a far wall in front of a dresser with a mirror. He's twisted, trying to see along his back as he works pins into fabric, attempting to fit what can only be described as a mixture of princess and southern belle dress on his form - a tight bodice with a blossoming, voluminous skirt. The colors are all shades of rich blue, and a pair of full-length gloves lay on the dresser as well. It looked well put together, though it could so with refinement. Maybe some sparkles too. But not glitter. Never glitter.

"Come on, get in there..." muttered around pins clutched between his lips, fingers fumbling at his back.

Wild Card!
Hit me up with your own ideas or scenarios! Feel free to contact at inkedhymnal

[dejerate]

4th July:

Oh, come on. When and where else would anyone get to celebrate the 4th of July? It's supposed to be huge!

[So of course, he goes. Along with a couple of chaperones to keep an eye on him when he wanders to explore apart from his own parents but still. Yuu is there and wide-eyed at it all. Most of the events he can vaguely recall himself, though not the earliest ones. So if there is any from prior to his own acquiring the app, in November, he might turn to whoever is next to him and ask about it.]

Tanabata:

[This was, at least, more familiar. In him initially being from Japan before all his travel for his idol work. Still, Yuu shifts between activities, devouring the food, grateful for the familiarity as he wanders, trying some of the games and possibly being a little too boisterous and competitive at times. Not that his chaperones seem to mind, just hanging back and making sure he doesn't get lost or hurt himself or anything.

Yuu does note the tree, head tilting as he glances at the papers.]

Hm? Oh, wishes.....

Dreams:

[ooc: I'm open to doing any of his canon regains if anyone wants options not typed up here.]

Canon: Meeting Mika

[The much younger blonde, obviously Mika for those that know the other, approaches the tinier Yuichiro. Extending a hand in welcome, in greeting. He exclaims how Yuu is eight as well, so they were the oldest kids at the orphanage, that they should be friends. Yuu pulls back, asking what was up with the other, if this is some kind of challenge as to who will be the leader. Mika replies that he is the leader, that he just wants to be Yuu's friend. Yuu then gets smacked down to the ground by the blond, at which the staff at the orphanage glance over, telling Mika not to fight.

To which, of course, the blond smiles, all angelic as he says they were just making friends. Offering his hand to help Yuu back to his feet, he offers for them to start over again. That he used to be alone, like Yuu, and now he has a big family. That Yuu is now a part of as well.]

Ridiculous. [Yuu replies to Mika, scoffing and glancing to the side with a pout.]

Canon: Fire:

[Yuu is even younger in this memory, dealing with his parents claiming he is 'demon spawn', that they need to kill him to save the world. He steps back, claiming that he will be good, when his father approaches with a knife. Somehow, he avoids that, only to end up still inside the house when his mother - step mother, not that he is aware of that, sets fire to it. She's outside, screaming for the fire fighters to leave the boy inside. Only, he is saved by a tall man with short hair and a suit on.]

Canon: Drugs

[Yuu is older here. A teenager. Probably about the same age as he is now in Recolle. He's wearing a military uniform. He turns, telling others behind him:]

Sorry guys. Guess I'm not cut out for that teamwork stuff.

[There's protest, but he ignores the lavender haired girl asking what he means. Ignores the shocked looks from the blonde haired girl, and the brunette boy next to her. Tells them to go. That he would stay. To which the pink haired guy in glasses protests, asking what he would do if he stayed, die a pointless death?!

The purple haired girl shrieks, telling Yuu if he takes more of the stimulant pills, to increase the synchronization with his demon, he would die.]

If I can't save my family, I'd rather die anyway.

[The girl immediately protests, shaking him and asking how many pills he just took. He says he took two, that he feels fine. But that's before he starts spitting out blood, doubling over and with a sort of swirling dark red pattern unfolding, spreading at his face.]

Regions:

Bosuma:

Guren....? Guren! Hey, come back! Wait up!

[Because of course, the moment Yuu sees the other, he feels that pull. That desire to follow him. That gratitude. That ache in worrying and wondering about the other man that had taken him in with those memories. Yuu reaches towards the older, dark haired man, stepping forward without thinking twice.

Or perhaps he sees Ferid. The noble vampire with the long, silver hair that he recalls had killed and attacked the Hyakuya orphans. Had lopped off Mika's arm before Yuu had made a run for it after shooting the vampire. In which case, he would tense, hand going for Ashuramaru even if part of him knows that is likely next to useless against the vampire without the actual demon being inside it.]

You. You're the one -- !

[keystaff]

4th of July:

Wow! Look at the fireworks! They're so pretty!

[She probably has a glowstick and a drink she sips as she watches, which she probably almost spills as she points, gasping at the fireworks. At how familiar some of them look at she points them out to others sitting near.]

That one looks like....?

Tanabata:

[Sakura wears a pink yukata while she explores, trying some of the games and enjoying the food she nibbles as she wanders. She seems to be enjoying herself, though she does seem more thoughtful and pauses when she comes to the tree. To the wishes hanging from it. Debating on what to put for her own.]

What I would wish for....?

Dreams:

[ooc: All her canon regains are here if anyone wants to see other options as well.]

AU: Mistlebats

[Well, it sure is one thing to dream sweet dreams. Even if said dream might involve....well. her first kiss with Xiaolang due to the mistlebats interfering and forcing their hand. At least in this memory they are older than they were in canon with their confession?]

Canon: Illusion

[There is the image of a young woman with long grey hair. Sakura, in some strange costume with...bat wings? Asks if it is really her, if it is really her mother, arms outstretched and approaching for a hug. Embraces the other. She doesn't necessarily register the soft toy? calling her name, so wrapped up and overwhelmed by the moment that she is.

Sakura then falls, submerged in the water and reaching out as if to ask her mother why, to seem to indicate her being unable to breathe. Before her eyes close and she passes out, she feels, sees a hand, an arm reaching down for her.]

Canon: Judgement:

[A tall man with long white hair and wings like an angel stands with a talking, winged lion. The man speaks first.]

If one chosen by the advocate cannot defeat the Judge....

[The lion continues, explaining the situation.]

...Then anyone who has had anything to do with the Clow Cards will lose the memory of the one they love the most.

[Sakura sits sprawled on the ground in her red and yellow 'sun' outfit, obviously horrified at the idea from the stricken expression on her face, her wide eyes.]

[toobigtohandle]

[Kenta is... mightily confused, to say the least.

A lot of people he knows seem to have changed overnight. All their backstories are different, some of them live in different places, have different family members, different jobs, are not the same age they used to be - and they're all looking at him like he's the weird one for remembering things differently.

And yet... Jirou remembers things the same way he does, and he's pretty sure some of those stories people say involving him are conflicting, but no one seems to see it.

He will spend most of the month trying to go to work and tying up he last loose ends he has on the University campus after graduating.

While he won't be out for the Fourth of July - it's not his country's independence after all - he will be strolling about for Tanabata in the evening.

And try not to be too weirded out by the number of people who seem to suddenly know him, his Yakuza ties, and where he lives]

((OOC: whether we've plotted stuff or not, feel free to have tour character randomly claim to have a link to Kenta's Yakuza clan and come knocking on his apartment door as a result. Being unaffected by the event is making him very confused right now and he will try to convince you that you are remembering things wrong.))

July Catch-All

[quiet_storm]

Cloud's AU2: Eighteen-year-old rebel without a cause. He's a bravely unapologetic friendly weirdo with a black leather jacket and motorcycle, hot pink streaks in his spiky blond hair, oversized swords, and a devil-may-care attitude. Expect stereotypical teenage boy stupid behavior but with augmented strength, toughness, and healing capabilities.

A. Tanabata
"So, uhh, what's all this for?" Cloud shrugs, looking at everything going on around him and addressing the first person he sees who might have a clue. So far the bamboo trees, carnival games, food, and paper streamers don't seem to have much to do with each other. At least it's not the city self-destructing this time?

B. Life in the City

1. "Paper fan, lollipop, or bubbles?" Cloud rummages in his backpack to produce examples of these three objects and holds them out with a bright smile. "Everybody gets a free gift!"
   
2. "Look! It's a stash of unused fireworks!" Sparklers, firecrackers, Roman Candles, cherry bombs, bottle rockets... looks like someone ditched their extra Fourth of July supplies. Cloud laughs. "We've GOT to burn these! But where?"
   
3. Congratulations, you just got a water balloon dropped on your head! Is the culprit perched in a tree? Standing on the nearby second story balcony? Was it a high lob from across the street? Any way about it, the culprit will be easily discovered if you investigate. The 5-gallon-bucket with filled water balloons right next to him is a pretty obvious clue, and Cloud is stifling a snicker because he can't keep a straight face. Demand an apology? Steal his ammunition? Grab the nearest hose?

C. The Outlying Regions

1. Chasing monsters: "Isn't this awesome? It only bit me three times!" Cloud attempts to twirl his sword in a victory move but he drops it more than half the time. "You want to go next?"
   
2. Mementos/Tartarus: "What IS this place?" Taking his motorcycle out for a ride to explore the limits of reality is something Cloud does frequently, with or without passengers. "Was this here before?"
   
3. (Swimming in Pesgare, working at the forges in Respartum, hopelessly lost in Bosuma, playing mighty desert hiker/camper or cliff-diving in Magatus, all are Cloud's hobbies and all are equally likely.)

D. Strange Interactive Dreams

1. Cloud glares at his jailer. "Fine. You caught me. I fell for your ingenious trap and now I'm at your mercy. NOW what?"
   
2. "I brought you what you asked for." Cloud is clearly hypnotized, in a trance, sleepwalking, or some combination of them. He holds out an object that you may or may not recognize, but you're quite sure you didn't actually ask for it. Are you pleasantly surprised, horrified, or just confused?
   
3. Cloud is still Cloud, there is no question about his identity. He has the same face, same body, same color hair... only he's dressed like someone completely different. Maybe he has his hair in long braids, is wearing a wedding dress, or has a space suit on. Is that your dad's favorite sweater? Is he dressed like your best friend from a past life? HIS best friend? Something you have a nagging sense that you might have worn in a past life? Maybe you should ask. Or maybe you should hug him, or start running in terror.

E. Reality Jumping While Awake

1. He looks around, trying to orient himself to yet another time-space blip. "So what are we supposed to be this time? Spies? Cop-and-robber? Am I your great-grandchild from the future? What's your guess?"
   
2. The first thing Cloud does when the scene blinks into existence is flail, then fall face-first to the ground, or against a tree, or a cafe table. "Look, I get that this is random, but why did it have to happen when I was driving on my motorcycle on the highway? I thought I'd crashed or something."
   
3. "What did you just...?" Cloud just blinks stupidly for a moment. "Okay, who are you and why are you pretending to be someone I know? You're doing a crap job of it."

F. Freestyle
Come at me, Bro! Hand me any starter (within the boundaries of what's appropriate for the comm) and I'll work with it. Hit me up at almostclueless. I love a challenge.

[pronounces]

bosuma: a melody overflowed from within the glass.

[ bosuma deserved another chance.

with what mizuki had told nazuna about the swamp witch, there were plenty of reasons to investigate the pretty town. he'd like to have a stern word with that woman, this time without having his voice and his name stolen from him, and so nazuna sets out on one of his rare days off to do a little shopping and a little exploring.

the witch's home in the woods is hard to find, though. he follows his instincts and not-great directions from locals into the forest, and after an hour of frustrated searching, it seems someone comes to his rescue.

nito, my precious nito, the memory calls out to him: it's an impeccably dressed young man, holding his hands out for nazuna's, come back to me. let's sift out the unworthy and head to valhalla, us alone.

he's left standing there at first, holding his bag strap tight, heartbeat pounding in his ears. this person's presence is commanding, terrifying in its intensity, and he has to make a decision: does he follow where he leads? or does he stand on his own?

in the end, nazuna acquiesces. he follows.

the vision doesn't lead him too far. it's into a clearing in the woods, somewhere with a bit of space, where he's taken nazuna's hands, and is dancing with him in a dreamlike scene, an elegant waltz through the forest, that he's swept up in. the figure looks so, so happy, all warm smiles and confident gestures, and nazuna-- he's just along for the ride. so much for walking around the forest.

it feels familiar, in a way he doesn't like, but caught up in the misty magic of bosuma, it's easy to ignore. ]

dreams: resonates through the silence.

[ nazuna's first dream is that of a stage. he's standing on it, dressed in a fairly standard, cute performing outfit, holding his arms out towards the crowd, which is flashing lightsticks in his direction, chanting his name. the nazuna in this dream looks happy (though perhaps not so much, if you were really looking closely) and he beams out at the crowd.

everyone, thank you for coming! the dream nazuna chirps, i'm so glad you came to see me! we are-- and the dream fritzes for a moment, as if there was a name there, something even his dream self can't remember--and you'll help us shine like stars!

it's the life of the other nazuna from recolle, who is roughly fifteen in this memory and making the crowd happy. when the set ends and he waves, he turns to his dream intruder and the smile fades off of his face. ]

Um, sorry. Autographs are later--how did you get back here...? [ the "dream" nazuna looks confused, and maybe even a little scared. better reassure him. maybe you want to perform with a famous d*sney star? maybe you do want an autograph? or maybe you want to shake nazuna out of that far away look on his face? ]

dream 2: this is a nightmare

[ the second dream nazuna has over the month involves him walking. it's fairly nondescript, and though he looks a little different, his blonde hair reaching all the way to his shoulders, nothing's totally out of place. he's humming softly, dressed in a school uniform and carrying a bag over his shoulder. it's a perfectly normal scene.

until there's a loud shout from above. nazuna's head whips up, and you as the dream visitor are treated to a beautiful display of shimmering red and white fabric. it catches the sunlight, and the dream nazuna seems pretty awed by it too, even as seconds later, it's followed by a person, the same pink haired one from bosuma, who is certainly leaping directly out of the window.

he lands in front of nazuna with a thud, and nazuna drops his bag, stunned, clutching his chest as the fabric settles down around the young man like a cape, making it seem even more like he just came straight from heaven. he looks up from his fall at nazuna, and-- ] You--yes, yes, you, you're beautiful, truly perfect! I've finally found you!

[ oh my god. the dream nazuna looks vaguely terrified.

help him.

if the dream visitor comes late enough, the actual nazuna is standing a bit away from this scene, watching the pink haired man chatter at the other nazuna: except not, because nazuna has buried his face firmly in his own hands, absolutely mortified. jesus christ. ]

tanabata: this dream and song is sparkling brightly

[ all weirdness aside, tanabata is nice. nazuna has wrangled his siblings enough that each of them is dressed in a yukata and mostly entertained, and he's squatting down to tie the obi of the youngest, ayame, talking at her as he does. ] Ayamechin, you have to keep this on. I know it's hot, I know, but you look really pretty...~! Do it for your niichan, okay?

[ as he finishes the bow, he glances up, spotting someone nearby. ] Oh--your obi is tied wrong. Here, let me help!

[ niichan is on the case! he pulls something out of ayame's mouth with the practiced ability of someone who has been doing this his entire life, hands her a colorful water yo-yo instead, then straightens and wiggles his fingers. ] If you don't mind? ♪

[redarm]

I. Tanabata
[ Noah wasn't Japanese, but he wasn't about to pass up the chance to eat food. So during the evening after he gets off work, he can be found wandering the stalls of Chata, checking out the festivities. He's got a handful of mitarashi dango sticks, that he's happily eating. He's in typical street clothing however, yukata life isn't for him.

He seems to be reluctant to write a wish though, instead hanging back and watching others do it. ]

II. Tartarus
[You know what's really easy to notice? The giant creepy tower that's been added to the town. That's super easy to notice. Noah has decided to investigate it on his own, and he can be found out front of it. Maybe it's the nightmare fuel design but something seems...creepy about it]

The hell is this place...?

III. Recolle Woods
[Noah unlocked a new power last month, but unfortunately for him that means loads of training to make sure his body can keep up with it. At least he knows it's dangerous to go along, so he might text a friend to join him, or if it someone else is by looking to train he'll approach them]

Hey, wanna go in together? I'm hoping to train.

IV. Bosuma
[Did you get lost in Recolle woods? Well have no fear because....Noah managed to get lost without seeing a hallucination, and he is now stumbling out of a nearby bush.]

Fuck fuck fuck- [he shakes off some plants from his leg before noticing the other person]

Oh...hey!

[OOC: Noah's under a new AU, more info here, but the gist is he had a happy life so he's much more approachable. Shared dreams will come in a log later!]

[fiddlestick]

I. Tanabata
[It was something of a yearly tradition to go to Tanabata, so Elliot's pushed himself to go. Maybe he went with friends or family, or he went by himself. But unsurprisingly, he's most frequently found near any music-related stalls, awing over the different performers and instruments, but he'll be touring the other stalls too.

If you're a stranger or someone he doesn't know well, you might find him watching you curiously from afar. That red hair sure makes him stand out.

If you're a friend or family, he'll actually approach and give a friendly smile]

H-Hey, having fun?

II. Pesgare
[After his mission to Pesgare in May, he felt compelled to go check on the town now that the boats were running again. So he heads out to the fishing town, and is happy to see it's doing well. He's drawn to the docks where there's load of fishermen, standing back to watch them work.]

Haha, this almost makes me wish I knew how to fish...

Wildcard
[Elliot is more than happy to explore regions with people he knows, as well as take on missions! If you want to talk to me for plotting, I can be found at neutronstar!

Dreams will go up in a log at a later date. Elliot is in a new AU, info here, but basically he grew up in recolle and a few events have made him a lot more withdrawn]

[compendiem]

i. 4th of July 7/4
[ The 4th of July is hot, noisy, crowded, loud, a lot of things that Minato doesn't really care for- but he's out there on the beach that evening regardless, eating his way through his 16th popsicle of the day, back flat on the sand (do not eat popsicles lying down on your back, you will choke) as he stares up at the sky, waiting for it to darken enough for the fireworks show to start.

When they do, though, he sits up properly to watch them, eyes wide and wandering, trying to take everything in all at once. ]

...I have no idea what I'm looking at.

[ Yeah, anything pre-December, he's just going to stare at and go wtf is that. ]

ii. Tanabata 7/7
[ A Japanese festival in the peak of summer is Minato's best excuse to wear this questionable getup, headband and all (minus the rusty pipe because it's Minako this time, but Clover who would kill him). He looks a bit more cheerful during this celebration, more sure as he lets himself be moved along by the crowds of people from food stall to food stall, and eventually makes it over to the bamboo trees.

He never really knows what to wish for on these, marker in hand and a strip of paper lying on the table in front of him.

He closes his eyes and tries to think... recalls a dream he once had... and starts writing:

Omelette ]

iii. Tartarus 7/8-
[ Minato doesn't know much about Mementos, but Tartarus feels more like home than any place he's ever been to, blood stained floors and creeping shadows and all. If you find yourself here, you'll occasionally see Minato around as well, always by himself— on the lower levels, the Shadows run away from him, headphone over his ears like he doesn't have a care in the world. On the higher levels, he's the one who runs, preferring to avoid enemies and sneak around them once their back is turned, his goal being to find the next set of stairs and ascend to the next floor.

He doesn't come unarmed, though, Evoker tucked under his shirt and both a bow and a thin sword in his hand. If you don't have a weapon on you, he offers one or the other. ]

Having fun?

[ Is... is this a place to have fun... ]

wc. Dreams 7/3-
[ Dream prompts will be written out per person below; please refer to my ooc plotting comment or ping me at birdseed for something you want to play out, and I'll write the starter! ]

[lienhearts]

[Tanabata]

[Theo can be found walking the festival, an extremely young girl holding his hand as they go. She's practically bouncing all over the place, tugging on him this way and that, but he keeps their course steady and doesn't relent to her begging to play this or that game that's so obviously rigged, telling her as much. He only finally lets her go when they get to the bamboo, and she gets hard at work writing (and drawing) on one of the slips, her whole hand curled around the pencil in her concentration.]

Geeze... It's like she never runs out of energy.

[AU Dreamworld]

[And then there are the dreams.

Sometimes he's a hustler on the streets, approaching people with a smile and a scam on his lips. Sometimes he's someone with a completely different name and face, working as a butler, a resort guard, an informant. Sometimes he's just about anything else.

Hit me with a random AU, or contact me via PM or danidanidanica and I can write us a starter!]

[hauntedsavior]

a. unknown to a single person [tanabata]

Annalise wasn't the type to celebrate things so publicly, if she celebrated them at all, but the Tanabata festival seemed to be overtaking the city, and she would have been a fool not to participate even a little. Seemingly unbothered by the weather, Annalise is walking through the streets of the city in a white button-up shirt neatly tucked into trousers with smart heels that push her from 5'10" to a full six feet capping off the ensemble.

Her white hair frames simple black glasses and hides a gently furrowing brow as she leans over a table. There's a pen in her right hand and a colored strip of paper in front of her, and she's simply... not writing anything. She hadn't expected to be quite so accurate when she'd said she had never wished for anything in her life. Unaware of the way tanabata is supposed to work, she slowly straightens her back and approaches the nearest person.

"What sort of thing are you meant to wish for with these?"

b. we are tied together as one again [dreaming]

This is. Different. She's different. She's shouting her lungs out at two faceless people dressed like how Annalise usually dresses but they're not... they're her parents but they can't be her parents because Annalise loves her family? But the things they're saying... they aren't right. Her hair is cut short and she's wearing a black tank top and jeans and a studded belt and she's shouting at her parents and she's not even sure where these words are coming from?

"I'm not your little fucking toy soldier!" she shouts. And as if she's an outside observer to her own body, she feels like she's staring in horror. She's younger. She's only just turned 19, she knows that, and her voice is raw. "I love Rose and you can't stop me from loving her!" They say something, but it comes across as static. "I don't care! I don't want to waste my life with history! I want to be my own person for once!"

They say something else. More static. Her fists ball up at her sides. "Fine! Fuck you! Fuck both of you! I'll figure this out on my own!" And she storms away through a doorframe that's barely there, out of a transparent room, and slumps against a wall. This isn't right. This isn't who Annalise is. But she's stuck knowing that something is wrong and that she's going to have to ride this out as she sinks to the ground and puts her face in her hands and starts bawling her eyes out.

[twostringsonebow]

a. dreamshare

[There's a couple to go through.

Maybe you find yourself on a date with Goro Akechi -- the Goro Akechi, your skipping heart realizes, world famous detective at such a young age..! The way the breeze plays with his hair, how he brushes it out of his eyes... Ah, what a heart throb..♪

He turns to you with a sheepish smile.]

Sorry, it seems we've been caught. My feed has been blowing up for the past five minutes... The press are on their way here too, I'm sure; would you like to make a quick escape?

[Recolle is only so big -- and yes, this is Recolle, albeit with more screens with Goro's handsome face on it -- but there are plenty of places to hide.


A less pleasant dream comes more often than not, though.]

We shouldn't go this way, [it's a soft, high voice unlike the present Goro's, but yours won't be any different.

You're kids, after all.] Um... Why..? Well, I just don't feel like going that way.

[It's the way to your neighborhood, though. The fastest way. You'd already dillydallyed enough with Goro, and you're tired. Your feet hurt. You're hungry, and know your parents are probably worried.

The street seems fine, anyway. What's he so nervous about?]

b. magatus

[Escaping the heat with Magatus's chilly weather would've been a perfect idea...

... if the region wasn't the goddamn badlands now, he guesses. Goro stares woefully at his bag full of winter clothes and sighs, smile waning at the person beside him.]

I don't suppose you have some light wear..?

c. bosuma -- p5 spoiler warning in threads!!

[Lingering for long periods of times had led to people's unusual disappearances, apparently, and though Goro doesn't quite fancy himself a detective it has piqued his interest.

So he visits, he talks around, and he waits.

Putting himself in danger seems to be a common trait between him and the other Goro, the one in his memories, though he at least gives those close to him the courtesy of knowing his destination (along with a "Don't worry -- I'm only visiting! (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧" ending) before he stays too long. At least being busy is a constant.

Just when he's to give up and go home, trekking through the forest one last time, there's an annoyed voice that sends a shiver down his spine.]

And just where do you think you're going? [It's a bald man no one but him really has a chance of recognizing entirely, and while there's no sense of real hostility Goro feels one mask slide off and another flit on.

Polite, unquestioning. The man looks him over, then turns away and start to head further in.] We're going this way.

[It's not due to any sense of loyalty or love, but Goro does follow after, eyes burning a hole in the back of the other. A fight may be on its way, but he's quite content with going someplace deeper to settle things.]

d. wildcard

[for anything else!!! hmu @ sundrymunity if you want to plan anything in particular, but otherwise o7]

[strawberrypunch]

[Tanabata]

[He's here in a rather subtle blue yukata - a gift from his grandparents, and thus something he feels the need to wear even now. They may have passed on, but he's certain they'd be happy to see it, wherever they are.

So naturally, if he sees anyone even a little familiar, he'll call out to them.]

Hey.

[And, a nod to the bamboo:]

Ready to write wishes?

[AU Dreams]

[As with everyone, his dreams take all kinds of different forms.

Sometimes, it's Tokyo from the late 2007s. Sunset, crimson dyeing the sky as the sun sinks behind the horizon, lights beginning to shine as businesses prepare for the night life. Tatsuma's in a dark gakuran at these times, blue hoodie tucked under it, gauntlets on his wrists and head tipped down not unlike your run of the mill high school hooligan. But as it grows darker, not all movements in the night can be attributed to humans, and it's at the sight of one such in particular - a strange lurch behind a building - that Tatsuma changes course to follow.

But maybe that's not what your character sees. Maybe they find themselves somewhere completely different.

Want to use a different AU, but not sure of it? PM me or contact me at danidanidanica and I can write us a starter. Otherwise, hit me with whatever!]

[breakingvoice]

a. so when it flies to the sky [tanabata]

"Oh no, come back here!"

Suddenly, out of nowhere, there's a blue-haired girl chasing a small black and white bird with a strip of brightly colored paper in its beak. She'd like to wish this magpie a particularly bad morning for all the trouble it's getting her into. Lina's wearing a baseball cap with the brim turned backwards to hold her blue hair out of her face, and even though it's getting warmer, she has absolutely no problem still wearing blue and black plaid, apparently. At least her undershirt and shorts are weather-appropriate, but she looks basically like the disaster she is.

Not that she expects anybody who finds her to get the whole view all at once, because in the process of chasing after this bird that stole her tanzaku, she ends up tripping and nearly eating concrete before catching herself on a light pole. She needs a second to recover and catch her breath, because she definitely does not have insurance and doesn't want to think about what she would've done if that pole hadn't been there.

"Stupid bird..."

b. tell me the name of these feelings [bosuma]

Zero standing at the foot of One's impaled body. Both of them with their eyes wide open, both of them whispering for Lina to come closer.

Bosuma was supposed to be relaxing. Outdoors is one of the only places Lina can spend her time that doesn't cost any money, and even walking to Bosuma was enough of a change from arguing with people on the app and trying to get out of a blind date her roommate had set up that she was able to clear her head. But she's... staring down two people from her memories right now. And Lina's following them because of course she is. Because she's an idiot. Because she wants answers.

"Why did you say you would kill me?" she asks the person she knows is Zero, but there's no way she's actually there, right? But Lina can see her. "So I wouldn't kill her?" It doesn't make sense. None of this does. Lina scowls, desperate for answers, and puts up her fists like she's actually going to be able to do anything.

"I'll kill both of you if I have to!" She has enough problems and she doesn't need this and they're not real and they can't be real. It's too bad that Zero has a sword, even if One isn't going to be going anywhere. Somebody might have to bail Lina out.