Take back the city for yourself tonight [semi-open]
WHO: [The Welcome Wagon]: Aino Minako, Sora, Shilo Wallace and...here we go, the [New Arrivals]: , Kairi, Cirucci Thunderwitch, Nathan Wallace, Graverobber and Rise Kujikawa [Open to]: All other new arrivals, the Batfamily, Buffy Summers, Riku, Namine and the Katekyo Hitman Reborn! cast(especially Chrome).
Note: This is only semi-open because we have a very large amount of characters this time, and I don't want it to get out of hand.
WHAT: An enormous Welcome Wagon. To split this up, I would like all Welcome Wagon-ers to respond to this with a separate comment and the new arrivals to respond to whoever they'd like to talk to after my initial post: a separate thread for every Welcome Wagon person, in other words.
WHERE: The docks, and probably out to the beach because lol, huge.jpg
WHEN: Today...I have no idea what day this is in Rive. But it's a Wednesday.
Minako didn't normally enjoy the beach. Her previous attempt to create a volleyball game there had ended in a disaster where she ran around chasing a major historical figure from English literature, and the second time she'd been with Utena...and that man.
Then Utena was gone not too long after. Rikku after that, and now Setsuna. She didn't read the journals much, anymore--it was all pain and sadness, loss. She didn't feel too welcome in her own home, either--after Setsuna left, Neo-Queen Serenity had begun to busy herself with her plants again, Neptune holed herself away to practice her violin, and Rei's own mood--which had been running hot and cold anyway after the incident with Lelouch, grew increasingly mercurial. She didn't know how to help them cope. She'd been here the longest, so the losses were an unnerving phenomenon she'd grown to accept. People left, sometimes died. You had to move on. Thinking about it...thinking too much always made things worse.
Minako had nowhere to go, so she walked along the beach, idly kicking sand with her bare feet, her sunbleached blonde hair almost white in contrast with her tanned skin. She'd been here so long she no longer recognized herself in the mirror at times: now she looked more like an islander than anything else. She heard the sound of a ship coming in, and the usual hustle and bustle when new arrivals came, and so she found herself going in that direction. She had no idea why she was going, really. She hadn't seen her friends in months, so there was no guarantee they'd be arriving this time...but, maybe she'd meet someone she liked, make a new friend.
It was worth a shot, anyway.
Note: This is only semi-open because we have a very large amount of characters this time, and I don't want it to get out of hand.
WHAT: An enormous Welcome Wagon. To split this up, I would like all Welcome Wagon-ers to respond to this with a separate comment and the new arrivals to respond to whoever they'd like to talk to after my initial post: a separate thread for every Welcome Wagon person, in other words.
WHERE: The docks, and probably out to the beach because lol, huge.jpg
WHEN: Today...I have no idea what day this is in Rive. But it's a Wednesday.
Minako didn't normally enjoy the beach. Her previous attempt to create a volleyball game there had ended in a disaster where she ran around chasing a major historical figure from English literature, and the second time she'd been with Utena...and that man.
Then Utena was gone not too long after. Rikku after that, and now Setsuna. She didn't read the journals much, anymore--it was all pain and sadness, loss. She didn't feel too welcome in her own home, either--after Setsuna left, Neo-Queen Serenity had begun to busy herself with her plants again, Neptune holed herself away to practice her violin, and Rei's own mood--which had been running hot and cold anyway after the incident with Lelouch, grew increasingly mercurial. She didn't know how to help them cope. She'd been here the longest, so the losses were an unnerving phenomenon she'd grown to accept. People left, sometimes died. You had to move on. Thinking about it...thinking too much always made things worse.
Minako had nowhere to go, so she walked along the beach, idly kicking sand with her bare feet, her sunbleached blonde hair almost white in contrast with her tanned skin. She'd been here so long she no longer recognized herself in the mirror at times: now she looked more like an islander than anything else. She heard the sound of a ship coming in, and the usual hustle and bustle when new arrivals came, and so she found herself going in that direction. She had no idea why she was going, really. She hadn't seen her friends in months, so there was no guarantee they'd be arriving this time...but, maybe she'd meet someone she liked, make a new friend.
It was worth a shot, anyway.