[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.]]

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[makesithot]

Chili took on a surprised expression, like he couldn't believe Cress had a differing opinion. "I mean, we're going that way," he asserted, taking a step in the direction he initially chose. "So let's go!"

[makesitcool]

"You left it open-ended, so I, Cress, think we should go that way." He snapped in the direction he kept his finger pointed, unwilling to relent in the face of Chili's bossiness.

[makesithot]

"No! I know he went that way, so that's where we're going!" Chili planted his feet heavily on the ground and turned to Cress, keeping his finger pointed his way.

All of this needless fighting. The sewers lead to the same place eventually. They just didn't know it.

[makesitcool]

Where was Cilan at a time like this?

"What if we split up?" suggested Cress. "We will cover both directions that way."

[makesithot]

"Fine, you go your way!" shouted Chili, quite obviously trying to seem less offended by quickly turning away from Cress and running off. "Yell if you need me!"

[makesitcool]

"Very well, then!" The blue-haired brother maintained his unwavering decisiveness until Chili left his side. In truth, he wasn't sure if splitting up was what he actually wanted to do only because of the worry that oozed into his chest after he found himself parted from him, but standing around or changing his mind wasn't going to work for him. He stuck to his plan and ran down the smelly platform of the sewers, staying as far away from the filthy water as he could sensibly manage.

The longer he had to scurry across the sewer line, the more he began to dread that he had chosen the wrong path. It was filled with batlike creatures and weird turtles with green shells and in the dusky atmosphere it was hard to discern what anything was at times when there weren't any lights lining the walls. He pressed forward, pausing every so often to hush his footsteps, wondering if Chili had found their target yet...

[makesithot]

Chili had the same sentiment: the longer he ran, the more he wondered if he made a bad choice. He resented that Cress didn't even bother to stay with him, but maybe it was better this way! After all, if they were going to be a formidable opponent at all, they had better be able to stand up for themselves on their own. Just like this. Alone.

So he kept running until he heard the shifting of something else. Something living. Chili halted and held his breath, and he waved his hand as a signal for Darumaka to extinguish his flame.

Sure enough, it was their culprit. Chili swallowed and studied him some more: he had that bag, and it seemed like he'd stopped for some reason or another. He was hunched over with his back turned to him, so it was hard to tell why. While Cress was running off in the opposite direction, Chili had found the man they were looking for, and he couldn't just yell out for his brother when he was right there. So he'd just have to handle this himself while Cress was off doing something else. He gave the sign to Darumaka, who hopped off of his trainer's head.