+++ 奇跡国 - Miracle Country +++

[what's up Kiseki, apparently information gathering is the only thing Ian will ever use this journal for]

Good morning, Miracle Country~ [Just like last time, Ian opens up with a kiss blown to the journal. For anyone particularly skilled in empathy or identifying someone wearing a fake smile, it might be rather obvious that his heart isn't really in this.]

I don't think I really need to say anything about the situation with those monsters, but I hope that everyone has made it through safely. I'm a bit late in saying this, but... If ever something happens where you need a hand, please feel free to contact me, or any of the other Kyoryugers. It's a bit hard for us to get around here without our usual transport [by which he means two dinosaur mechas that combine to become a motorcycle], but wherever you are, we'll come to you as fast as we can.

[Yeah he feels more than a little bit bad that so many people were successfully attacked by those monsters. Not that there was a whole lot he could have done about it, but... Well. It's not the first time he's failed in his desire to protect, and on this date in particular the failure stings just a bit more - the fact that these monsters are thieves is just really the salt on the wound.]

In the meantime... Just how many are there that have had something taken away by those monsters? I know it might be a bit much to ask for some who have been affected, but knowing our statistics in this could help us be better prepared for anything that happens in the future. If you were attacked, or if they managed to take something from you, it would help if you could let me know.

[There's a little bit of a wave, as if he's just casually saying goodbye at the end of a video call. It's really the best way for him to think of these journals, like they're a Kiseki-wide Skype call.] Take care, everyone.

Excuse me.

[ he debated transforming before doing this, but ultimately decided on addressing the network as mamoru and not tuxedo kamen. ]

My name is Chiba Mamoru, and I've recently arrived here from Earth in the 20th Century. Japan, to be exact. [ time and location were important when you knew traveling through time was possible. and as earth's guardian, he knew for a fact that this wasn't his planet. he couldn't feel the earth, and that was beyond unsettling. ] If someone could tell me more about this place — where it is, whether it's possible to leave — it would be greatly appreciated.

[ he wanted to ask who was here with him... it was someone he knew, someone he's close to. there's something about the way the wind rushed by him that seemed to say: you're not alone. he didn't know that his daughter was already here, just that this was a situation he wouldn't have to endure alone. ]

In the meantime, I suppose I should look for a place to stay; a hotel, perhaps? I don't have any way to pay for boarding, but am willing to work for it.

[After Minityra took his Gaburevolver from him, King was stripped from his status as a Kyoryuuger, which led him to throw a big tantrum and say a lot of hurtful things.

But in the end, who cares? Certainly not him. Nu-huh. Who needs a Tyrannosaurus Rex who is easily towered by a toy poodle? Specially when you can have a dragon, really. Dragons fit with their aesthetic and include a flamethrower. Good.

King sneaked from the Spirit Base before dawn and then sneaked into the zoo. He's on the dragon exhibit, in front of the cage of a mean-looking and red one that caught his eye, ready to jump over or under whatever fence. And this is where the video starts.]

Huh. That'll do.

[He then starts looking for a way to go in, all ready to punch it.]

[Today seemed as though it would be another quiet day in Miracle Country. Mild weather, a peaceful atmosphere, people probably had no idea anything would soon be wrong when they set off to work, school, or a day of goofing around.

Soon it'll be clear it won't be that simple. Creeping out from the forests and from within the lake or ocean, some creatures will set out to attack others. Becoming impossible to stop at the exact moment of this attack, these monsters will set out to steal something important to people: an ability they have, or an important personality trait, which will now take the form of a tangible, brightly glowing light.

The monsters don't seem to want them for themselves, however. They'll either sneak away quickly, and end up hiding what they took in some difficult place, or they'll challenge the owner - or anyone else who'd like to step up and fight - to a battle for the stolen traits or abilities.

If the creatures get away from you, either because they've gone off to hide your skill/trait or because the battle was lost somehow, the owner of what was lost will always be able to find their skill or trait eventually, as their presence will call back to them. Similarly, if they find someone else's lost skill or trait, they'll be able to know it's not their own. Perhaps they'll want to give it back, too, or maybe even keep it for themselves for a while? While they cannot absorb the abilities or traits themselves, it could be a good way to manipulate others or get a favor from them...]

[[Mingle for the lost traits event! Keep in mind the timing, since any new post opened until the 21st will be happening within the context of this event.]]

[The video starts out with the above image, of a few jack-o-lanterns set up on Snow's teachers desk, and a moment later there's a small, almost self-conscious laugh as she holds up the journal to get a better view.]

I thought it'd be a nice thing for everyone to do today. [Arts and crafts is getting hands-on today, kids.] If you want to carve a pumpkin, come on down to the playground at the school today. We have picnic tables set up for carving, and you can make pumpkins like these here.

Everyone's welcome to join in... I have lots of pumpkins, and with Halloween so near, it'd be great to get into the spirit of it all.


[Anyone passing by the school today, or having seen the video, is free to join in on the pumpkin-carving. Snow's got a big collection of pumpkins of all shapes and sizes, and will be handling the actual knives part for the younger kids -- and strictly supervising the older ones (and, lbr, the adults too)

And she's set up some other Halloween activities, such as making ghosts, and of course there are some some treats and goodies for anyone who doesn't want to put in too much effort]



[ooc: this is open for basic mingling, too, should you so desire!]

[It's a lazy afternoon in the Spirit Base. Ucchii has a special project in mind, and he is cheerfully arranging many colorful skeins of yarn on the table in the center of the common area, as well as some knitting needles in both adult and child sizes. He also has a big book called "Beginning Knitting", open to the first page. As soon as he's set everything up he takes a moment to survey the work space and then disappears into the kitchen to prepare some snacks.

Once he has the tea, fresh fruit, and cookies added, he pulls up one of the dinosaur-themed lawn chairs next to the table and goes to knock on Lilo's door to fetch her.]

Lilo-dono, I have prepared a surprise for you!

[He did promise they would learn together, after all.]


[ooc: Feel free to tag Ucchii in this post if your character is likely to drop by the Spirit Base. Ucchii is also open for video/written tags.]

[At some point during the last few months, Bucky has come to several conclusions. He’s realized that future seems to come with some important changes, such as everything costing a lot more now (seriously, the price of one meal could’ve paid the rent in their Brooklyn apartment for several months), but apparently that means you also get more money, much more, really, than he ever could have thought to have in his possession. There’s new kind of food, weird fruit and dishes he can’t pronounce, and also something has happened to bananas to make them taste supremely strange.

When he thought to finally get some new clothes, something more casual than the army uniform he’s been wearing until now, well. He didn’t think he’d be facing yet another Future Thing (as he’s named them), but instead of clothes he’s used to, he’s staring at rows and rows of t-shirts with weird slogans on them, button-ups and hoodies and cardigans and skinny jeans and—are those jackets made of leather? Yeah, they sure seem to be.]

Huh. [For a moment, he just. stares. Until he draws in a deep breath, rolls his shoulders and assumes the air of a man going into battle.]

Right. Better get to it, then.

[Come help a fella out, why don’t you? Or, you know, just laugh at his plight as his journal deems it necessary to record this -- that works too.]

[Video | Action ]

This... isn't working how it's supposed to.

[ The kiseki journal antics strike again. It's clear she's unaware of it recording, because if she was, she wouldn't look like the current wreck that she does. In her Bakery uniform, long hair up into pigtails and a hat, she's covered in flour, and dough, and a bit of frosting is clear on her nose.

Pretty much she's a wreck.

Smoke is coming out of an open oven. But don't worry, it's off now. But the bread inside has seen better days. Or it never had the chance to see the light of day. However the saying goes. Face palming, she sinks down against the wall. ]

Fumito-san made it look so easy...

[ Uh... maybe round two will go better? OTL ]

[ Writing ]

If anyone is interested, the Bakery is hiring for bakers. Experience really necessary...
If interested, please come visit me, Yuuki Kuran, at the shop. Please come. Thank you!

[ That doesn't sound too desperate, does it...?]

[After having some time apart and realizing this whole "being trapped in another world" thing wasn't going to be over any time soon, David & Mary Margaret meet once again, managing to scream less this time. They're both so done with all of this, emotionally exhausted from all the new information, the people they can't remember, the fact that everyone around them insists they're happily married and have a family together.

The journal records them as they're back in their old room, going through their belongings in an attempt to have something trigger their supposedly lost memories. Mary Margaret goes through some assorted pictures, some of the two of them together, others with the kids (adopted or not). Her expression turns sadder again, so David goes sit closer to her, glancing at the pictures too. She smiles, getting wibbly again despite her efforts to keep calm.]

We looked so... [She makes a little gesture at the pictures, trying to get him to understand.]

Happy? [He finishes for her, getting the idea. Agrees, too, reaching to take one of the pics and look at it better, silent for a moment] [...] It's all I wanted to have. For us to have.

[Mary Margaret looks up at him, even more visibly emotional at his words. He starts to mumble an apology, but trails off as they just stare at each other... They move at the same moment to kiss, and the moment they do, a wave of light rushes through the air, expanding all across Kiseki. When they break apart, they look shocked.]

Snow...! [He reaches for her, pulling her closer, starting to smile.]

Charming...! [She does the same, holding to him and beaming up at him.]

[They don't even get to the you found me!1! usual lines, they're too busy kissing again.]

[[OOC: And they're back! The True Love's Kiss (TM) power will send a wave of happiness and good feelings all across the island. No grumpiness for a while! The log is a mingle, so feel free to tag each other on your own. Snow & David will have their own tags to hit if you'd like to talk to them.]]

[Daigo had already promised Torin he would help with his vacations, but now he had said so to Souji as well, and he was more than willing to deliver. That Souji might or might not have had time to react before he left to make things ready was besides the point.

In any case, Daigo recruited Ucchii's help to transform the Spirit Base into a spa. The Bravest Spa in history, even. They worked during the night, sneaking in the furniture and the candles and everything else, to surprise their friends when they got up in the morning.

Daigo's sock, where he kept all the money he'd saved during this past months working at the Sakura Café, is now as empty as his heart is brave. But who cares? He certainly doesn't.]

[The video shows Daigo turning on the last cinnamon-scented candles and then looking at his masterpiece.]

I think we're finally ready!


((OOC: Open post for everyone who needs to relax for the day! If you guys want to use it to mingle is perfectly fine too. <3))