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Week 1.
WEEK 1. As Cynthia had promised, the sun does indeed rise the next morning. Whether you slept or not (and sleeping inside the Pokémon Center you were in before seems totally fine by the attendant), it seems Cynthia kept her word; she left sometime shortly before sunrise, and you haven't been bothered by Team Galactic and those that work for it in the interim. It isn't advisable to return to the headquarters building, however. At least not for the time being. However, a new day does dawn, and with it comes the knowledge that you're in an unfamiliar city, completely on your own. There are several things to be done before you can leave: gathering supplies and provisions, finding maps, obtaining new clothes... Of course, your new "companions" are still with you, and they don't seem willing to leave your side; they'll follow you dutifully, but they still seem...wrong, horribly so, and it doesn't seem to be wearing off. Maybe if you work with them a little...? Try to talk to them, train them, teach them to do things... Who knows? It might do them some good. POKEMON AVAILABLE: WITHIN CITIES MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY | FRIDAY [OOC: Welcome to week one of Azume; feel free to make as many top levels as you'd like and tag out to other characters! This post is for all of your interactions this week... at least until the weekend. Don't forget that a write-up is due this weekend! Feel free to investigate the city as you see fit this week; we ask only that you try to stagger investigations and be mindful of what's already been checked. If you wish to investigate, notify the mods in your comment subject for your top-level and we'll get on it as soon as possible!] |
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came with pants.
she giggles, light and friendly begin her hand, though. that's so cute? this brick wall of a man carrying a lizard with its own pants like a three year old child and naming it "pants" is very possibly some of the cutest shit emmeryn has ever seen]
My, he's so stylish! All the creatures here are so charmingly unique. I don't think I'll ever stop being surprised.
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(no really this world is so fucking cute)
(what does he do with all this cute)]
"Surprised" is one word for it, I guess.
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They're charming little things, but nothing like I've seen before. [a thoughtful hum, then:] I do hope they come back to themselves soon.
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[...Jake, that's a little...]
I mean, they were kind of punched in the brain by God or something, weren't they? I know everyone's talking about fixing this place and that's great and all, but I don't know if that sort of thing's even possible.
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at least Emmeryn is her usual serene self about it, anyway.]
We're here and whole ourselves, aren't we? And despite how clearly they've been hurt, the people outside our group don't feel completely lost. If it is the work of gods, then we are fortunate that there are gods for us to call on, if we've understood Cynthia correctly.
We've hardly been here a day. They'll need time, at the very least.
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[Mnngh.]
I dunno. I don't think it's a good idea for everyone to get their hopes up.
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If we can fix shit, then that's great. If not...well, I won't be surprised.
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Keep an open mind, as much as you're able. We've still ways to go before we find enough answers to turn them into solutions.