Not this again. [OPEN]

[blondprodigy]

Who: Anyone!
When: July 2nd, after dark
What: Same thing we do every year, Pinky.

What a serene, quiet night it was. The air was warm, the skies were clear, and there were no explosions to be found.

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...Scratch that, there were definitely explosions. But none of the destructive type! Once again, a certain somebody had carefully set up a series

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ITT: PTSD

[4x4_of_manly]

Something very loud woke Lighter, and suddenly he was in his cabin just outside Tazmily again, nine years ago. He knew those sounds. He knew that they meant something was setting the forest on fire and everything would burn and he had to get Fuel out because that was not going to happen again--

But Fuel wasn't here. He wasn't in Sunshine Forest, he was in the city. Was somebody setting fires in the city, too?! That didn't sound too farfetched, considering the people here. He rolled out of bed and grabbed his pants and 4x4, looking quite ridiculous as he tried to dress himself and balance the lumber on his shoulder while hurrying out the door. If there was any danger, he had no time to waste on things like shirts or belts or even shoes.

...Wait, what were those lights in the sky? Fireflies? Come to think of it, hadn't there been something similar on the cruise? Besides being near deafening, they hadn't done any actual harm then, had they? These ones were probably the same. He frowned a bit, watching the sky

((Wow I get off Hiatus for a sec at midnight to write BS I am cool))

[leadthemalong]

Olimar was outside and reasonably distant from his house, it was as if he were waiting for something he wasn't sure was going to even happen again. If it did, how cheerful would that be? The whole day was a slow mess, to prevent any problems he had was fairly low-key at school and at home.

Here they were though... the fireworks. They were coming from the school again which was still not allowed, but the sullen captain had forgotten about that by now.

Instead all he could do was just gaze cheerlessly into the sky alone; he really should go back inside. His family must be watching it from inside.

It was then a horrible horrible emotional sting paralyzed him (okay gave him no motivation) from moving. There was no way to NOT think about it.

It couldn't even last a whole year...The last few weeks have been flat out depressing, everything that had happened replayed through his mind. A lot of stupid decisions were made, a lot of stupid things were said but on July 2nd of last year, it all exploded. Like fireworks really, enjoyable and

[pedaltothemetal]

Falcon had completely forgotten what day it was until the fireworks lit up the night sky and a million memories rushed back to him in an instant. He'd known when, and that it was coming, but he hadn't really kept track of the calendar or days of the week. Maybe on purpose, to keep himself from thinking about it.

But seeing the fireworks again brought him right back to a year ago, where everything had seemed so uncertain and exciting. All gone now. The colorful explosions in the air only served to remind him of a miserable failure on his part. He could only imagine how awful Ollie was feeling now.

Or maybe he didn't have to imagine. Watching the fireworks from the balcony of his apartment, Falcon dug around in his pocket for his phone, pulling it out and dialing the other captain's number with some hesitation.

Before he could change his mind, he pressed the "send" key, held the phone to his ear, and waited for an answer. Maybe there wouldn't be one at all.

[leadthemalong]

Olimar never did put his cellphone away inside when he got home, so the sudden ring caught him off guard and interrupted his emo brooding. Digging through his pocket and glancing at the caller ID, maybe it was best that he forgot. Sighing, he know he'd have to collect himself before answering.

"Hello?..." The response was hollow.

[pedaltothemetal]

"Hey, uhm."

Hearing Ollie's voice made him wish he had really thought this through. "It's me." Captain Obvious!

It suddenly dawned on him that maybe the other captain didn't want to talk to him at all and that he shouldn't have even dialed the number. "I uh...I just wanted to ask how you are."

[badasscopters]

Okay, wow. Goose was on the rooftop of his apartment, ready to go for a night-time flight, but it looked like that might be out of the question now with the fireworks in the sky. Not that he TERRIBLY minded, though, for he definitely liked those. He planned on setting some off himself after setting celebratory things BOOZE up in the central park for his birthday (two days from now, actually).

For now, he sat there and gazed up at the fireworks for a while. Part of him wanted to be the usual daredevil and go flying in the flurry of pleasant sky bombs anyway, but nah. That could happen another day.

... Actually, he kinda wondered what it'd be like skydiving as fireworks were going on. Roasted goose

[king_of_bugs]

Louie heard and saw those fireworks in the sky from his dorm room window, indeed. However, his reaction was a bit... awkward. Why were they being set off? And why were these somehow enjoyable? They honestly bugged him a bit because of the loud noise, something he was definitely not used to. Maybe they were even just a little frightening.

So he just slipped down back under his sheets and pulled the covers up to his nose, making the face in his icon with his eyes bugged out.

i don't write long tags can you tell

[badassshadows]

Oh, what. Vashta was rather fond of serene, quiet, clear nights (not so much the warm air, though) during her usual night wanderings through the city. This was no longer one. Besides, wasn't it a little early for this sort of thing?