[open] city log! Can I really be the hero?

[mansionstaff]

Who: YOU and YOU and maybe you
What: catch-all open log for all your drug vigilante needs
Where: Final Destination City
When: WHENEVER YOU WANT
Warnings: drugs and vigilanting, at the very least
helpful links: here.



Indeed, ever since that casual Monday outing turned tragic, civil unrest and tensions have been high again in FDC, and worse yet; fingers are starting to be pointed in Smash Academy's direction. After long since flying under the radar of this whole mess, no attacks have happened on the school yet, but who's to say how long that will last?

The city is tumultuous. It's not impossible to still have a completely incident-less outing, but it would be wise to not go out and about with your Smash Academy uniforms on for all to see. Not unless you like fearful whispers and hissing insults behind your back. Even a simple trip to the grocery store could prove dangerous if you aren't careful.

Maybe you're a little more creative however, and are able to purposefully mask features that might otherwise identify you, or you sneak around in the dead of night using the shadows as your cover...

Humans now tend to segregate themselves with other humans, "freaks" tend to ostracize anyone not of their kin, and all this negativity intensifies rapidly if those colorful candy pops are present. Crime and riots are now common than occasional. The FDC Police manages most of the affairs but they can't prevent everything, and would probably appreciate a helping hand regardless if it's from a human or a "freak"... though thanks and courtesy may go one way or another depending on who/what you are.

Who knows, maybe you'll save someone's life and give them a better appreciation for the things you do instead of what you are...


[[As it says on the tin, HERE'S AN OPEN LOG, GO NUTS. Get together with some of your buddies and go play masked vigilante against a group of drug thugs bullying someone who doesn't deserve it (or maybe they do, for all you know). Save someone from a burning building set on fire by some angry social justice warrior animals. Escort someone to the grocery store. Break into the sheriff's office and demand your own brand of justice. Maybe you simply want to get a drink at the bar without incident.

Please feel free to NPC your bad guys/mooks/innocent civilians, or go snag Kat or one of the other lovely lady mods if you have any questions.

ONE RULE: you must use anime thread titles. That's all.

Edit: I lied. Rule 2: tag yourselves in.]]

Comments

[idowhatilike]

"To myself," Evve answered curtly with no intent to be rude. Just the way she came off, as expected. Admittedly, she had been looking for so many answers since Charlise's death, but when it occurred to her that the girl's loss may very well have been due to her own poor judgment, Evve had been hesitant to move forward. It was never confirmed, but in any case, she held herself responsible until she knew whose head she'd have to cut off herself.

To myself, she echoed in her head. Then muttered, "Yet, here I am."

Vivian took a little hop over a big crack in the sidewalk, giving a small huff and chuckle as she went. It caught Evve's attention and thankfully so. Her hood had flipped right off her noggin, letting wild silver hair glimmer in the light of the city.

"Sh--" Evve quickly stopped walking in order to fix Vivian's hoodie back up.

[jonny_talbain]

"Bloody..."

Her hair was interesting, wasn't it? Not something he would pay much mind to at the Academy - extra shimmery hair was hardly on par with Lizard Tails On Fire or Wings or any of the other 'abnormalities' one could list off only after a ten second stint of looking over the student body. But it was still different enough to draw attention, and his sharp ears could already hear hushed whispers.

Freaky haired kid! You see that? Yeah. Wonder if they're some of those Smash Freaks...

Jon fell into step beside Vivian, helping shield her from view.

"You've a need to keep that hood up, alright Lass? Be careful."

Surprisingly - even to himself - Jon had a fondness for and a general way with children. Some more than others, of course. He'd spent some time training a young boy and girl in the Martial Arts a few years back and it had gone pretty well.

"Keep the hood up all the way till we get there and I'll buy you something at the hospital cafeteria, alright? Your choice."

[idowhatilike]

Evve gave a soft sigh of relief as she continued their pace, and though her ears weren't as sharp when in a human guise, she still caught wind of the threat in the air. No matter how cool she could pose against the flames of Hell, her insides were scrambling for sanctuary.

Vivian nodded and fixed the hood up to be a tad more secure, reaching out to take Jon's hand and walk with him that way. Evve shot him a look to 'Do it.', if only to give them a better means of blending as well.

[jonny_talbain]

Jon didn't need the glare - he'd already grabbed the girl's hand securely and had resumed walking. He didn't mind holding a kid's hand to get her around the city safely. Heck, with the child's silver hair and his own grey mane, an argument could be made for heredity and if anything, this looked MORE normal than not.

"Four lads at your ten o'clock have noticed us and are debating coming over. Three lads at my six were debating the same thing, but seem to have lost interest. Strung out young woman across the street is wondering if we're carrying any cash, but as her boyfriend just pointed out, I can't even afford shoes so it's doubtful my wallet will secure her next fix."

He said all this quietly and quickly, his lips barely moving as he pretended to look in the window of a sporting goods store. His hearing and sense of smell were both heightened, even in his Human guise so it was easy for him to hear what those at least somewhat close to them were barking about. Especially being no-one was really making an effort to be quiet except for him.

[idowhatilike]

Any other day and Evve might be compelled to grin at the commentary, but the grin was one not worth risking right now. She did manage a smile and looked down toward Vivian, as if gracing a daughter with some semblance of fondness.

"Well, if they come over, I'm sure we can convince them we don't want to buy any of their cookies," Evve said, causing Vivian to smile upward at her. It looked unintentionally convincing that they were just any ol' group of humans out for a city stroll. "I'm sure this is one kid that does not need to know what sugar is. Like most of them." God help us all. Evve wasn't without her knowledge of what Vivian was. She had access to student records, after all, and she was around for when GLaDOS had gone and made a mess of the school. What Vivian is? Not news to her. She also didn't scare her.

This whole situation did, however. That was entirely different. If the girl had her guns, Evve would be fine, but Vivian was a weapon without ammunition. It was making her far more grateful that Jon had shown up when he did.

So pardon her tension and sharp glares, sir. She's on edge.

"It's been ages since I've been in a real fight. Can't say I've ever had the pleasure of seeing what my bipedal counterpart was capable of, however." Ah, how the hospital was in view but was still so far.

Truth be told, Evve began to wonder if he even realized who he was guarding. She wasn't a big fan of lying, but she was always one that was against disallowing someone a choice. Her biggest grind was that very issue when it came to trainers, especially in terms of Eevees. Decision. The right to a choice.

Guilt began to sway her features. She reached over with her free arm just to pull Vivian's head down over her eyes. Stop looking at me, she thought.

[jonny_talbain]

"I'm very good at convincing people I've no interest in buying their cookies. I'm allergic to chocolate." Jon replied, still looking at the windows as they walked.

The four guys he'd mentioned started to walk over, looking surly and belligerent. Jon, unlike Vivian, was a weapon that was consistently loaded. He could do more damage with his fists and feet than most people could do with a gun. And the temptation to engage them was certainly there. However, he had to work smarter, not harder in this situation.

"Of course we're not sending you to that Smash Academy place, dear." he said a little more loudly than he'd been talking before. "We'll be sending you to a more exclusive school - Smeltings academy! They allow you to discipline other students with batons, from what I hear."

Hopefully that would be enough to convince anyone listening that they were a perfectly normal Human family. He looked over at Evve for some backup on this.

[idowhatilike]

"There goes the birthday cake I worked so hard on," Evve sighed, the scene over this imaginary cake building itself in her mind's eye. "Singing the birthday song while you go into anaphylactic shock because you snuck a taste." Okay, perhaps she sounded more amused by the idea than she was letting on. But she spoke quickly, because Jon's sudden diversion had railroaded her mental fun time, and she immediately noticed the why heading their way.

However...

Smeltings? Jon..... Jon. She wasn't sure if that was a real place. JON.

Vivian just looked totally interested in batons, though. What have you done?!

"And when you return home, we'll have one that produces electrical current waiting just for you! You can legally enjoy the wonders of electrocuting a full grown man like your father right in the groin."

Equally her way of saying, YOU COULDN'T COME UP WITH SOMETHING BETTER?!

Vivian knew she wasn't allowed to speak still, but she was smiling all the same.

[jonny_talbain]

"Oi, oi, oi - steady on Darling. That electrified stick is for use on other children only. Daddy needs... that bodily... area to remain unelectrocuted please and thank you very much."

Because even as a totally made up and hypothetical situation Jon disliked the sound of it. Blimey.

Besides. Smeltings is totally a real place. That Jim stole from Harry Potter so shoosh.

However, their little chat seemed to have been convincing enough. The group of angry looking men parted to allow them through and Jon breathed a mental sigh of relief. As much as he knew he could take a bunch of guys like that, he was glad it wasn't going to come to blows in front of the child.