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Recollé Mods ([personal profile] recollecters) wrote in [community profile] recolle2017-09-03 05:38 pm

september mini-event log

MINI-EVENT
All's Well That Ends Well
Summer's officially drawing to a close in the city of Recollé. Students and faculty alike begin to prepare for classes to resume. Vacations come to a close and stories are shared among co-workers. The amount of beachgoers lessens which each day and the nights start to become a little cooler as the leaves slowly change color. Unreality is kept at bay for now. But that doesn't mean the city's entirely back to normal...

I.
It's a beautiful day and many citizens in the city are embracing their last days of freedom. With a long weekend ahead of them, several people pack up and head back down to the beach to welcome the ocean home and partake in the annual End of Summer party. Much like July's celebration, Peach Beach is the place to be for food, fun and sun. The food trucks are back (and seriously, is this the only action they get?) and the stage is set up for musical and theatrical performances. Soak up some rays and spend the day with your friends, and don't forget to take advantage of the end of summer deals on the boardwalk.

However, the party doesn't get too far before there's the sound of a something soaring through the air. One by one, beachgoers will notice several boats falling straight from the sky and down into the ocean creating huge waves that crash against the shore. Tour boats, sailboats, and even a houseboat will plummet down into the water, miraculously avoiding crushing any swimmers. Make way, everyone: the boats are back and they're making a splash.

II.

Perhaps you're new to the Retrospec network and you've spent the last couple of days trying to remove the persistent app. Or perhaps you've been a part of this group for a while and you're currently filled with dread bracing yourself for whatever will inevitably come this month. It's not a bad assumption to make and though it may seem as though all things are normal for once, it all starts with an innocent text message.

From an unknown number, all users will receive a picture message along with a smiley face. Though there's no name or message attached to it, several users may know exactly where this came from.

Try as you might, replying to the text message won't work. No matter how many messages you send, the last half of these messages are unknowingly sent out to various Retrospec users. Likewise, you may receive other out of context messages from other users experiencing the same weird effects. Well that's inconvenient, isn't it?

III.
You know, texting can be considered overrated. Why text when you can settle for good old-fashioned face to face communication? With several new faces in the city and the autumn season beginning to settle in, there are plenty of places to go and people to see to unplug for a while. Now that all of the monsters are gone things seem to run smoothly as you go about your daily business. While there's some debris left around the city, the buildings are all in one piece and NPCs seem to be as oblivious as always.

It may be unnoticeable at first. After all, how many people look above their own head? Not many. At any given moment unprompted and unannounced, a gray wispy cloud appears overhead displaying any thoughts you may not wish to share with the public. While the thought bubble won't remain at all times, it will pop up on and off throughout the month of September changing messages and even changing color when speaking to someone face to face. Think your professor's talking too much? Want to ask out that cute barista? Good thing they can read all about it!

IV.
Even with the embarrassing texts and thoughts, this appears relatively tame by Recollé standards. Maybe the effects of unreality really did mess things up and the team's too focused on fixing it. Or, perhaps, this month's twist is a small one in comparison to the temporal storm of August.

On the other hand, it wouldn't be Recollé if things weren't a little more physical, now would it? Settling back into everyday life, users will find that things seem more vibrant now. Sights are brighter, smells are more savory, and sound is sharper than ever. Sound has become so loud, in fact, it's almost as if the sound waves have taken on a life of their own. No matter where you go or what you do, sound will make itself present in new and interesting ways. Musical notes will float out of your mouth as you sing along to your favorite song. Glaringly red jagged lines wind themselves around the feet of someone being yelled at. Storm clouds follow and drench someone who's crying. Hearts rise up in the air like bubbles and pop into small showers of confetti with every expression of love. Sound is fluid and expression is free; there seems to be zero limits to what shape the noise will take.

What are you doing today, Retrospecters? You may find yourself dealing with one, two, or all three of these strange phenomenons.

BONUS.
Over in Tisse, the Retrospec building is as sturdy as ever. Several of you know by now that there is more to this building than meets the eye, but even with the map in-hand it's impossible to navigate anywhere the building does not wish for you to explore.

Today, the doors to Retrospec are open to anyone interested in visiting. The lobby appears to be empty as usual and the receptionist desk in the center of the lobby is completely abandoned. Surrounding the desk, however, are several items. In fact, these are all items Retrospec users bought from Jim Halloway's wedding registry during July's bingo game. Several of these items are useful, such as his and her towels or silverware,
but other items seem outlandish or useless such as meme t-shirts, rubber ducks, and other assorted odds and ends. A stack of thank you cards sit on the receptionist's desk but it appears they have not been started yet.

Although none of the rooms are available for entry, underneath the television mounted on the wall sits a DVD clearly labeled "for educational purposes only." Should anyone put on the DVD, they will find a variety of clips from events from the last several months. Strangely there does not appear to be anything from the nine groups that were split between reality and unreality. It's a nice review of the year so far, isn't it? Perhaps it's time to explain to some new users just what this world is truly capable of.

Welcome to [community profile] recolle's September mini-event! The prompts are simply loose guidelines for you guys to play with and make up your own fun adventures for the entire month of September! While prompt I is only for the long holiday weekend, the rest of the prompts and the bonus can take place over the course of the month. You may also create your own logs or inbox threads based on these effects. All effects will cease on 10/1 at 9pm EST. Any questions you have regarding this event may be directed to the mod comment here.
long_live_the_queen: (also jazzhands)

[personal profile] long_live_the_queen 2017-09-06 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[At first, Lucy didn't notice. She shuffled off to the bathroom to brush her teeth and fix her hair, reemerging to make her way into the kitchen and start making coffee.

The first clue that something wasn't exactly right was the cat. Fang was perched on the back of the couch, fluffy tailtip twitching as if in thought. He was staring down at something intently, and only looked up when he heard Lucy's footsteps. The cat made a loud mrow to get her attention, and then resumed staring. Human, there's something in his spot. Human, fix it.

Lucy stopped, blinking sluggishly at the cat and the couch. When did that blanket get over there?

...why was it so lumpy?

Both Minako's and Freya's doors were closed, the TV wasn't on, hell—the remote was still across the room. They couldn't have fallen asleep watching TV or reading books.

Eyes narrowed, Lucy quietly walked back to the umbrella holder by the front door, picked up one of the baseball bats there, and returned to the living room. She didn't raise it, though. The air around her shimmered, and two vectors curled over her shoulders. They reached all six feet from the doorway to the couch, grabbed onto the blanket—

—and dumped the lump onto the floor.
]
chaoticwhimsy: (No that's stupid.)

[personal profile] chaoticwhimsy 2017-09-06 11:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[Luna didn't really wake up until she was already in the air, and all that followed was a startled yelp and then a grunt as she fit the floor, the blanket settling around her. She was silent, dazed really, for several seconds, trying to process what the hell had just happened before she sat up, clawing at the blanket to get it off her head.]

Oh what the hell, what happened?!
long_live_the_queen: (kouta put your pants back on)

[personal profile] long_live_the_queen 2017-09-07 12:13 am (UTC)(link)
[Lucy started to raise the bat and approached a step when the lump made noise and moved. It wasn't a what, but a who; an intruder.

And froze before the bat made it to her shoulder when the lump started to speak.
]

Luna?

[What.]
chaoticwhimsy: (No that's stupid.)

[personal profile] chaoticwhimsy 2017-09-07 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
Lucy?

[Lumina blinked at her several times, reaching up to shove her hair back out of her face, and then just glared.]

What did you do that for?!
long_live_the_queen: (lookin kinda smug there)

[personal profile] long_live_the_queen 2017-09-07 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
[That was definitely a familiar set of...formerly-blue eyes glowering out of the blanket cocoon at her. Lucy dropped her arms down to her sides again, the end of the bat tapping the floor.]

Thought you were a burglar or something. How'd you get in here?
chaoticwhimsy: (Aaaaaand you're an idiot.)

[personal profile] chaoticwhimsy 2017-09-07 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
[Luna pulled herself the rest of the way out of the blankets, until they were pooled around her waist, and then crossed her arms to glare at the older girl.]

Your door wasn't locked.

[Not her fault, Lucy!]
Edited 2017-09-07 03:07 (UTC)
long_live_the_queen: (murder does not cure headaches)

[personal profile] long_live_the_queen 2017-09-07 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
[...shit, did she really?

Ugh.

Lucy grumbled a little, shifting from foot to foot before she turned, leaning the bat against a potted plant as she made her way to the kitchen again.
]

Coffee first.
chaoticwhimsy: (It's so obvious!)

[personal profile] chaoticwhimsy 2017-09-07 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Whether it was true or not was hard to say. Luna would've found a way inside somehow, probably. She scrambled out of the blankets completely and trailed after her sister.]

I like mine with cream and sugar.

[Said the thirteen year old...]
long_live_the_queen: (are you for serious)

[personal profile] long_live_the_queen 2017-09-07 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
[Lucy glanced over her shoulder, letting out a little huff when she noticed Luna following her. She didn't shoo her away, though. Too soon before coffee. Lucy shuffled right towards the stove instead.]

Creamer's in the fridge.

[It's a fairly standard fridge if Luna looks. There's a quart of creamer, one of actual (unspoiled) milk, some orange juice, leftovers in various containers, ever-present cupcakes...

...there's also a conspicuous number of olive jars in there.
]
chaoticwhimsy: (Sly.)

[personal profile] chaoticwhimsy 2017-09-07 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Luna headed straight for the fridge, peering inside and looking through all the stuff before actually taking the creamer out.]

You got like an olive fetish or something?

[She asked as she set the creamer down on the table, letting the fridge door close behind her.]

I mean who needs five bottles of olives? Nobody even likes olives.
long_live_the_queen: (are you for serious)

[personal profile] long_live_the_queen 2017-09-07 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
[Lucy choked while she was at the faucet, almost dropping the carafe in the sink. She succeeded in not dropping it, though! And settled it into the percolator, snapping the grounds into place at the same time.

She glowered over her shoulder at her sister while pointedly jabbing the on button.
]

It's none of your business.
chaoticwhimsy: (Hmm.)

[personal profile] chaoticwhimsy 2017-09-07 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
[Luna's eyes narrowed at that, considering Lucy carefully as she dragged a chair out to sit down.]

Olive fetish it is, then.
long_live_the_queen: (are you for serious)

[personal profile] long_live_the_queen 2017-09-07 06:24 am (UTC)(link)
[The older girl leaned against the counter, one arm folded and one tapping an irritated tempo against the formica. She didn't break eye contact with Luna, and wasn't going to dignify that with an answer.]

They kick you out?
chaoticwhimsy: (Let's see...)

[personal profile] chaoticwhimsy 2017-09-07 01:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[Luna didn't answer for a few seconds before her nose wrinkled and she looked away, fiddling with the milk bottle.]

Kinda. They called my social worker and said they want me gone. Figured probably shouldn't sleep there tonight.
long_live_the_queen: (lookin kinda smug there)

[personal profile] long_live_the_queen 2017-09-07 05:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Assholes.

[Lucy didn't ask if they had a reason. Most shitty foster parents went in the same shitty category, with equally shitty justifications.

As the percolator gurgled away, the cat reappeared, all 15 longhaired pounds of him. That sound meant there was someone in the kitchen to pester for breakfast and the cat strolled right in.

Fang did stop about three feet away from Luna, tail still curled into a question mark. New person! Friendly person?
]
chaoticwhimsy: (Hmm.)

[personal profile] chaoticwhimsy 2017-09-07 06:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, yeah. [Luna gave a laugh like, 'that's obvious.'] I think I've only had two foster families ever that weren't assholes.

[The younger Takada turned towards the sound of light footsteps, spotting the cat. Hm.]

You never struck me as the pet type, Lucy.

[She said as she leaned her hand down towards the floor to see if the animal would come over.]
long_live_the_queen: (are you talking about my hat)

[personal profile] long_live_the_queen 2017-09-07 09:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[The cat padded over, sniffing at Luna's fingertips. He chirped his decision, and promptly rubbed the side of his face and shoulder against her hand.

Lucy was watching carefully, on the off chance Fang decided he didn't like this human and got hissy. Or Luna was mean to him. Both things failed to happen.
]

Never had time for it before.
chaoticwhimsy: (Hmm.)

[personal profile] chaoticwhimsy 2017-09-07 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Last place I was at before this one had one. An old tabby cat. Mean as hell but he liked me.

[Once the cat startled nuzzling her, Luna reached out to try and pick him up. She had something of an affinity for cats.]
long_live_the_queen: (guess she doesn't need a nose)

[personal profile] long_live_the_queen 2017-09-07 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Fang's nice, even to dogs. Especially if he thinks you have a brush.

[The cat didn't resist in the slightest at being picked up, readjusting his paws under himself and curling his tail in front of his feet to form a contented Maine Coon(ish) loaf.

Lucy's paranoia was soothed enough that she finally looked away, fetching a nondescript coffee mug from the cupboard—and another after a moment, in case Luna was serious.
]

Animals don't care about what's on your papers.
chaoticwhimsy: (It's me Lumina!)

[personal profile] chaoticwhimsy 2017-09-08 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
Well I don't have a brush. Sorry Fang.

[The cat gets a scratch on the head, at least, as Luna settles him in her lap.]

Yeah. Pretty much way better than people, aren't they.
long_live_the_queen: (are you talking about my hat)

[personal profile] long_live_the_queen 2017-09-08 04:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Roommate's dog is friendly too.

[That's okay, cat will also accept pets. He started purring right as he was set down and his ears got a scratch, butting his head towards Luna's hand.

Lucy poured out a cup of coffee, paused, and blinked sleepily. She set the carafe back down halfway through and turned towards the cabinet again, thoughtlessly taking the half-full coffee mug with her. Not with a physical hand, though. A nearly transparent ghostlike hand had snaked out of her back and curled its fingers around the handle, carrying it just like a hand. Lucy didn't seem to notice in the slightest, ruffling through the things in the cabinet for the sugar.
]

Someone going to come looking for you?

[The coffee mug was still floating in midair, steaming innocuously.]
chaoticwhimsy: (I see you.)

[personal profile] chaoticwhimsy 2017-09-09 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
Eh, maybe. You know how it goes, sometimes they care and sometimes they...don't...

[Luna had looked up from the cat to watch that hand, that...ghost hand?...come out of Lucy and pick up a coffee mug. Because What.]

Lucy. What...what is that?

[She managed to stammer out, suddenly hugging the poor cat a bit tightly.]
long_live_the_queen: (are you for serious)

[personal profile] long_live_the_queen 2017-09-09 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
[The cat mrred in protest when he was held like that, tail flicking but not super alarmed. He was used to humans and their capricious, weird ways. Especially certain humans. As long as the ear scratches came eventually and nothing important was being squashed he didn't mind very much. He didn't seem to mind the ghost hand either. It was attached to the human who gave him pets most, and could be pestered into feeding him twice.

The other actual human in this equation wasn't nearly as reasonable. Lucy leaned back out of the cabinet with a scowl on her face and a plastic tub of Dominos sugar in her (physical) hand.
]

What, you don't like this sugar now?

[The coffee mug was still floating there.]
chaoticwhimsy: (No that's stupid.)

[personal profile] chaoticwhimsy 2017-09-10 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
[That question was dumb enough that it yanked Luna out of her surprise, and she just made a face and rolled her eyes before pointing at the floating hand thing.]

Floaty ghost hand!
long_live_the_queen: (no don't open that)

[personal profile] long_live_the_queen 2017-09-10 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
[Lucy blinked, wrinkling her nose and frowning. She put the container down and followed her sister's hand to the coffee mug...floating...midair.

She stared at it stupidly, blinking slowly, and then just. Grabbed it. The now mug-less vector floated in midair for several moments before vanishing, blending back into the transparent air.
]

...that's mine.

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