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Who: EVERYONE who is in the Scorpio Event and not doing the boss battle.
Where: The Entire City
Summary: 13th hour. The Perfect Link's Mutation Skill is unlocked and now people have a chance against the swarming Scorpions. Unfortunately, for some, this just means the paranoia hit a new can group and join each other's posts and try to hold the city down and protect everyone!
Warnings: NPCs, Attacking, Battles.

And the sky turned Red, the earth splitting as hellish creatures rose... )
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Who: Duo and you
What: Duo runs errands
Where: All over the goddamn place
Warnings: Grumbling

Jr Shop Associate my ass. )
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Who: The Frost Clan, and open to everyone!
Where: Scorpio District, October 9th, all day
Summary: The demons have been acting a little wilder than usual...and it seems the Jacks themselves are preparing for Halloween?
Warnings: Really, embarrassingly silly demon antics. No combat!

there will be silly dancing in here )
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[personal profile] electricyousei
Who: Ruri/Open
Where: Can be seen from most of the city, but landing in the Capricorn Ward
Summary: The Battleships Nadesico swoops over the city and lands in the park
Warnings: Uh... Space... Battleships?

Everyone's used to 600 foot long battleships landing in the park, right? )
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[personal profile] drakenguard
Who: Yamato Hotsuin & You!
Where: Scorpio District
Summary: Yamato needs to get a life.
Warnings: So many plastic forks.

Yamato was not a man who appreciated the arts, yet here he was, in the Scorpio District, doing something rather...peculiar.

Seated on a bench on the main street of the arts and craft shops, Yamato had multiple bags of what appeared to be plastic cutlery resting on the bench beside him, the bag torn open - with two empty bags on the floor at his feet. However that would be easily overlooked for something else: the tens of Plastic Cutlery Dragons resting on every spare inch of the bench, and some on the floor. The exact number isn't precise, but it seemed like he made almost twenty five of those things...!

The twenty sixth was currently resting on his lap, having the finishing touches put to it.

Interested in the strange craft, or worried about his obsessive making? Bug him anyway!

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Aug. 29th, 2012 08:05 pm
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