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- dc comics: jason todd,
- dc comics: stephanie brown,
- dc comics: tim drake-wayne,
- detroit: become human: hank anderson,
- ff8: nida nomura,
- ff8: seifer almasy,
- ff8: squall leonhart,
- kingdom hearts: aqua,
- marvel comics: billy kaplan,
- marvel comics: david alleyne,
- marvel comics: tommy shepherd,
- mcu: yondu udonta,
- silent hill: sharon da silva,
- warhammer 40k: aleifr bjornsson,
- warhammer 40k: mira nero
ya gotta wanna be a battering ram
WHO: The entire dang city.
WHAT: Dualis Days, a week-long summer celebration.
WHERE: Central Square Park and the rest of the city.
WHEN: June 17-23.
WARNINGS: Terrorist violence, likely some blood and injuries. Please warn in individual threads!
June 17; Central Square Park.
Every year for as far back as anyone can remember, the start of summer is heralded by the week-long festival known as Dualis Days. This celebration officially kicks off at midday in the middle of Central Square Park with a commencement speech by the current mayor. This year marks Marcelina Dubanowski's third term as mayor of Dualis; she is an average-sized, middle-aged human-presenting woman with blonde hair styled in a short bob and a plastic, toothy smile that never seems to turn entirely off.
"Welcome, one and all!" she begins, with the practiced cadence of someone who is quite comfortable with public speaking. She invites all citizens, new and old, to spend the next week indulging in festivities in all districts of the city and getting to know their neighbors a little better. This is a joyous time of celebration, and the crowd responds with enthusiastic applause as the mayor finishes her speech and introduces this year's parade marshall, Peshtigo Tengfei.
Tengfei blows a whistle six times to signal the start of the parade - and this is where the celebration goes sideways.
A loud explosion tears through the air, and it's followed by panicked screams and the sharp screech of microphone feedback. A bomb has gone off at the platform where the mayor was standing, collapsing the wood and tearing it to splinters and dust. Chaos erupts in the gathered crowd, and as the people shift in all directions to get clear of any possible additional bombs, a loud siren cuts through the cacophony, calling attention to the sudden crackle of video feed present on all television screens throughout the city, including those set up in the park to broadcast the mayor's speech for those standing far from the stage. The picture is plain, a black background and bold white block letters filling the screen:
WAKE UP
WAKE UP
DON'T BELIEVE THE LIES
The final image is an anatomical graphic of a human heart, displayed for about three seconds, and then the feed goes black again.
Confused murmurs sweep through the crowd as citizens resume tending to the injured and evacuating the area until official first responders arrive.
June 17-23; aftermath around the city.
Dualis Days continues as scheduled, though Mayor Dubanowski is unable to enjoy the festival, as she is spending the week in the hospital recovering from her injuries. A team of Iterations guard her door - no visitors allowed - but the news media frequently report updates on her condition. Nothing to worry about, folks! Return to your celebrations, and don't mind the increased visible presence of the Hand as Iterations are stationed every few blocks throughout the city. It's only for your protection, after all.
WHAT: Dualis Days, a week-long summer celebration.
WHERE: Central Square Park and the rest of the city.
WHEN: June 17-23.
WARNINGS: Terrorist violence, likely some blood and injuries. Please warn in individual threads!
June 17; Central Square Park.
Every year for as far back as anyone can remember, the start of summer is heralded by the week-long festival known as Dualis Days. This celebration officially kicks off at midday in the middle of Central Square Park with a commencement speech by the current mayor. This year marks Marcelina Dubanowski's third term as mayor of Dualis; she is an average-sized, middle-aged human-presenting woman with blonde hair styled in a short bob and a plastic, toothy smile that never seems to turn entirely off.
"Welcome, one and all!" she begins, with the practiced cadence of someone who is quite comfortable with public speaking. She invites all citizens, new and old, to spend the next week indulging in festivities in all districts of the city and getting to know their neighbors a little better. This is a joyous time of celebration, and the crowd responds with enthusiastic applause as the mayor finishes her speech and introduces this year's parade marshall, Peshtigo Tengfei.
Tengfei blows a whistle six times to signal the start of the parade - and this is where the celebration goes sideways.
A loud explosion tears through the air, and it's followed by panicked screams and the sharp screech of microphone feedback. A bomb has gone off at the platform where the mayor was standing, collapsing the wood and tearing it to splinters and dust. Chaos erupts in the gathered crowd, and as the people shift in all directions to get clear of any possible additional bombs, a loud siren cuts through the cacophony, calling attention to the sudden crackle of video feed present on all television screens throughout the city, including those set up in the park to broadcast the mayor's speech for those standing far from the stage. The picture is plain, a black background and bold white block letters filling the screen:
WAKE UP
DON'T BELIEVE THE LIES
The final image is an anatomical graphic of a human heart, displayed for about three seconds, and then the feed goes black again.
Confused murmurs sweep through the crowd as citizens resume tending to the injured and evacuating the area until official first responders arrive.
June 17-23; aftermath around the city.
Dualis Days continues as scheduled, though Mayor Dubanowski is unable to enjoy the festival, as she is spending the week in the hospital recovering from her injuries. A team of Iterations guard her door - no visitors allowed - but the news media frequently report updates on her condition. Nothing to worry about, folks! Return to your celebrations, and don't mind the increased visible presence of the Hand as Iterations are stationed every few blocks throughout the city. It's only for your protection, after all.
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"Our worlds are very different." There's no way around it. "I was trained for war. I think fighting's all I'll ever know. Even with the sorceress dead, there's a country ready to start another. A peaceful way to end things may not be possible. Fighting with words and making someone else listen..."
Another pause and he looks uncertain. "Maybe one day we'll get there but I'll probably be really bored."
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"Androids basically shamed people into behaving, by being fuckin' compassionate. That probably won't last either, but as a race it's keeping them alive."
He snorts a small laugh at the comment of being bored. "Don't worry, even if there's not full scale war there's small scale assholes."
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"I can fight monsters too I guess." He can make a living hunting. If he ever manages to free himself from Garden. It's kind of weird thinking about a life beyond SeeD. Scary even. "But first we have to find a way home."
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He doesn't want to discourage him. But he doesn't want to see a guy his age thrown into a cell as an enemy of the state for asking too many questions.
"Maybe we can find out more about that disease we're supposed to be helping out with, too. I'd like to know what's taken so long to fix it when this piece of shit's capable of bringing in people from all over the galaxy, including some pretty damn good experts."
no subject
"I'll try to go about this differently." It won't stop him from taking stupid risks but the advice has been absorbed at least. "People like to talk. Someone will say something useful eventually." He eyes Hank again. He's not 100% comfortable cooperating with/trusting an adult he just met, but it helps to remember the feeling is probably mutual for everyone who didn't know each other before arrival.
"We'll have to meet privately to talk about our findings when that happens."