MASS OPEN POST

[save_the_souls]

The Story Thus Far:

The Once-ler has successfully freed Martel Yggdrasil from captivity, bringing her to the woods for safety. Martel, afraid of the retribution this might bring, pleaded Once-ler to tell no one that she has escaped. Once-ler then returned to the Resistance, only telling Ino about what had happened. Martel meanwhile traveled the woods alone until she met up with Zack Fair, the now embittered mercenary that's been doing what he can to stay alive and free in this setting.

However it wasn't as though Martel's disappearance went without notice. Mithos noticed his sister's absence and has set out all stops to find her. Whether or not you know of Martel's release, it's hard not to notice the larger number of angels around - even if some appear less than intimidating. Because of this, the small traveling group of Zelos Wilder, Arya Stark and Genis Sage have decided to travel to the mountains to use the stronger winds for safe haven from any lifeless angels until they can stronger.

Meanwhile back in the Resistance, efforts to fight back still persist. The inventors are having struggles in creating better keycrests for their loved ones  that have been transformed into angels. In the less tech part of the Resistance, Tsuna and Allen continued their efforts to revert angels back to their former selves. They were successful in converting Mithos's former assassin Sheena, but due to some mishaps Maladict escaped from their attempts.

Oh and Garry moped.

With all these different teams going on, what will be the next thing to occur? Will things turn in favor to the Resistance, or will it only get worse? Will Garry ever stop moping? Will any of you remember to use the damn journal? Only time will tell...

[OOC: This post has two services, first as a recap as you seen above, as well as a mass open post for all the on-goings you rather not make an entire post for! Feel free to use this post as such or simply make your own post in the comm, it matters not! As for amount of time, while the game is very flexible we'll set it to be still a few days after the staring point of the game cause why not]

Resistance HQ | Forest | Castle | Mountains | The Town | Make your own!

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/quietly slips this in here

[theabjectauthor]

[anyone out and about - and if you are, why would you be, instead of safe at home reading a nice pleasant book? - might notice a man sitting at a cafe table, nursing a cup of tea, his face mostly hidden behind a menu and under the brim of his hat.

you might notice, anyway. he's trying not to be within notice. which means, by natural laws, someone should notice him.

after a while, he just sort of ... looks up]

Odd. I would've thought there'd be more people here.

[fail, Lemony.]

[save_the_souls]

[After his arm's been fixed, Allen meanwhile was checking out the town in a more stealthy way, leaping from building to building and trying to lay low as he kept watch for angels]

[But he stalls when he spots a person out of the corner of his eye. In front of a cafe like it's an ordinary day in a non-hellish place. He certainly doesn't read like an angel]


[So...don't mind as he stares because what the hell is that?]

[theabjectauthor]

[the movement registers just at the edge of Lemony's field of vision, and once he notices, he completely plays it cool - a phrase which can be defined here as "whips his head to the side to look up and STARE, because who on Earth could be running around on the rooftops?"]

Sir! SIR! Oh, please come down, sir -- it's not safe up there. And -- and --

[oh come on, what do people always say about this ...? oh right]

I'd tell you it wasn't worth it, but honestly, I haven't your prism of experience, so I couldn't be certain...

[save_the_souls]

[He meanwhile is looking at this guy like he just landed from a spaceship or something]

-- Sir, are you mad?!

[theabjectauthor]

[there's a pause, as Lemony considers the question - and then realizes that it's no wonder the stranger is asking him that, it's very difficult to tell his mood when his expression can't be seen. but since the young man is UP ON A ROOF! - well, that changes things. he lowers the menu and pushes his hat back so that the brim isn't covering his face anymore, getting to his feet]

No, but I am considerably distraught! Please, please come down from there, you could fall and sustain considerable injury, including but not limited to death!

[save_the_souls]

[Oh my God, Allen seriously thinks there's something wrong with this man]

W-What?!

Sir- I'm fine! But you're in a lot of danger being out in the street like that!

[theabjectauthor]

[he may not be entirely incorrect]

Danger?! [he looks from side to side and immediately pulls his hat back down a little, hunching his shoulders. as if that'll make him less noticable]

... How can I be in danger if there is no one else here?

[forever asking all the wrong questions. forever.]

[save_the_souls]

[He groans, heading over to climb down a fire escape because he is sure jumping off the building with his powers will give the guy a heart attack]

No one here right now! But there's a reason there's no townspeople! It's not safe for humans here!

[theabjectauthor]

[false suicides have a record of not being a good choice of action around Lemony Snicket, for certain. even so, he'll gather up his things quickly and move to wait for Allen at the bottom of the fire escape, lowering his voice]

I'm sorry, I'm vaguely puzzled by your rhetoric. Do you mean it's safe for anyone who may not be human, because they are the ones making it unsafe for humans, or do you mean that it's not safe in general, particularly for humans, of which I happen to be one?

[whichwayyoulean]

[The Once-ler has been combing the town for more bits and pieces he could use for his inventing. He expected to see a few angels, for sure, but not...

Wow what is this guy even doing? He glances around, cautious, before stepping slowly forward. After all, it could be a trap]

Uh... menu guy? You do know you're not going to get any service here, right? On account of the fact...well, that pretty much everyone is dead.

[theabjectauthor]

[Lemony's eyes widen behind the menu, and he nearly falls out of his chair]

DEAD?! ... I --

[he fumbles in the battered leather messenger bag at his side, until he finds a much-less-battered notebook, which he leafs through, carefully] ... I hadn't realized it was ...

[he looks back up from his notes, hesitantly, the menu having been toppled during his scrambling] Is it truly that horrible, sir?

[whichwayyoulean]

[Oh great, that was just fantastic. He's found a crazy person. Been a while since he's come across one of THOSE]

...Have you not been paying attention to anything in the past two years...at all?

[theabjectauthor]

Well, I'm not about to make excuses for ignorance, but I was ... somewhere else for quite a long while.

[so he's not Crazy, he's just a different flavor of One Of Those]

[whichwayyoulean]

[That gets a look of surprise]

You were brought in by the castle?

...Wow, you're lucky, most people never even get out.

[theabjectauthor]

I was, yes, some years ago. And then I was gone, but ... not ... because it was San Francisco but it was not San Francisco, it was a pale phantasm of San Francisco as appropriated by Paradisa wishing to fool everyone else into thinking it was ... but it was odd because, really, I was the only one I knew there for quite some time, until everyone else finally showed up and said, "Oh! This must be San Fransisco through the scope of perception of Paradisa, since we are clearly still in the castle but not in the castle, and say, isn't that Lemony Snicket teaching someone how to play the accordion?"

... Which isn't quite exactly how it happened, but I am trying to be somewhat short-winded, so you'll forgive me for cutting out a few of the details, I'm sure.

[whichwayyoulean]

[The Once-ler just stares blankly at that long ramble]

...What's a Sanfran Sisco?

[No, wait. That's not important, he shakes it off] Yeah, well. You're definitely in Paradisa now. The morbid and depressing Paradisa that got taken over by a nutjob and his band of zombie angels.

[theabjectauthor]

I knew the castle wasn't safe, when we returned and ... well. [he heard screaming and pretty much decided to leave] Never mind that. [shudder]

But I didn't realize it was this catastrophic. ... What did everyone do? I've been trying to research it all, but everything I've found has been somewhat inconclusive. [he holds up a scrap that looks to have been torn out of a journal]

[thehangedrose]

[Okay, he just needs to go in and out. Just for a few spools of thread from the ruins of the fashion store that used to stand on the corner. In and out, and probably as quick as he could, too- god knew how many angels might be about.]

[Garry tiptoes within the town as silent as he can, black wings folded neatly against his back, eyes and ears keenly open for any sign that something is wrong.]

[Wait a second...that's a voice! That's a voice? And they just said "there should be more people here"...what did that mean? He rushes towards the voice as fast as he can, and when he's actually within a few feet of the cafe he just stops and stares like a deer in headlights. What-what is that man doing?]

Um. Hello??

[He doesn't have wings, and the fact that he's talking means he's not an angel, but...who in their right mind would hang around this forsaken place?]

Um, sir, I-I don't think you should be here...

[theabjectauthor]

[with Garry's wings folded, Lemony doesn't notice them right off - he just figures they're a cloak or something ... instead, he just peers over the top of his menu]

Oh, dear. Is the food really that terrible?

[thehangedrose]

No, no! I mean...this place is really dangerous and I really think you should leave as soon as you can. You don't really want to get captured by them...

[And he glances around with acute worry before striding up to him, offering him a hand. If they got out of here without any angels noticing...]

Come on, let's get to the forest before one decides to patrol around here...really, staying in town isn't the best plan!

[theabjectauthor]

You're being terribly ominous, sir -- [he glances around, himself] Not that I don't appreciate your alleged kindness, but ... how do I know I can trust you?

[thehangedrose]

Oh! [It hadn't even occured to him that somebody actually might not trust him, so he is flustered for a moment, trying to figure out what to say.]

Well, erm, I was kidnapped by them, see? And turned into, well, what I am now. [He outstretches a black wing from his back for Lemony to see.] The people in the castle, they capture people like you and give them these crystals that turn them into angels. And trust me, that's not at all a good thing. The transformation is painful, and at the end you're barely human- no eating, no sleeping, you can't even cry...

[A slight sigh.] I mean, I was returned to normal because the people who've survived gave me this thing called a keycrest which returned my mind to normal! But yeah, anyways, staying around here is not the best thing, really, they often patrol around here and could capture you!

[theabjectauthor]

[the sight of that one wing makes his eyes widen more than should be humanly possible, and he stumbles backwards, falling out of his chair onto the cobblestones] O, Lord--!

You -- this was done to you against your will?!

[thehangedrose]

[Garry actually winces at the loud exclamation, because although angel hearing has it's benefits, it definitely can't tone down any loud noises. But he shakes it off because hello, Mr. Guy in the Cafe has fallen down and needs Lifealert assistance!]

Oh, dear, oh dear oh dear!! Hey, are you okay?

[Going over to try to help him up by offering him a hand like the helpful person he is! And also putting a finger to his lips to Lemony, talking in a loud whisper:]

Hey, just do me a favor and be quiet, okay? Angels have got really good hearing...that's how I knew you were over here in the first place!

[And then a miserable nod at the question.] Yeah...it was definitely something I'll never forget, really. And the worst thing is? There's no way to turn angels back to human beings completely...I'll be like this as long as I live, which will probably be forever if what I've heard about angels is any indication.

I LOL'D. SO HARD. OMG.

[theabjectauthor]

[Lemony needs a lot more than Lifealert, Garry.] I'm f- [ahem] I'm fine, thank you. I didn't mean to cause you auditory distress, sir. .... If it's so dangerous to be here, why are you here, then? Aren't you terrified that they'll pull you back into the fold, a phrase which here means take away that Crest and make you do their terrible bidding?