[MINI EVENT] ☆T A N A B A T A☆

[ulternnpc]

Those from the four regions of Kanto, Johto, Hoenn and Sinnoh will be very familiar with the sight of bamboo stalks that are left outside decorated with colorful and sparkly paper decorations. There are people gathering around, helping one another put up paper amulet of varying colors to tie around the bamboo branches. On each amulet is a single wish that’s been handwritten by someone.

One can only hope that their wish will be heard…

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At night, there’s a surprise to be found: an alternate colored Jirachi is out dressed in what’s clearly a handmade costume. Around its neck, is a colorful paper chain made of sparkly origami paper.



Not only has Jirachi come to grant wishes, Miniors are out and about bright and colorful. They’ll be dancing around seemingly trying to invite people to come join them in the festivities.

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((OOC: Happy Tanabata! In the morning is a general mingle post. But as the evening sets in and Jirachi appears, it will start granting the wish written on your amulet whether big or small -- wealth, a long life, or maybe a way to return home. You're free to catch Miniors too, and there's a slightly better chance of encountering a shiny one as well. Just be careful of the ones still in their shell or you might just get a rather explosive surprise...

This event can take place at any town, so feel free to specify a location!))

Comments

[buson]

Why was it… oh, those soft tassels have wrapped around his wrist, like two soft little hands, holding his.

It had no reason to mistrust him. That sweet, cheerful voice and those innocent eyes and the way it held his wrist without hesitation. It was so light, so small, so delicate—it weighed so heavy on his soul.

It wasn’t like taking down something as strong or vicious as Raikou or Rayquaza, it wasn’t like fighting something that didn’t hesitate to kill him, it felt… so much like Evie. The innocence was so damning. There was no glory or triumph in this.

His hands were so large by comparison, he could easily choke it unconscious with his other hand and throw it into a crate or stash it in his luggage, then smuggle it back with him. What a small neck. What a fragile creature—

He stopped walking abruptly, his breathing quickened. He sounded like he could be crying, although he shed no tears.

“… let go of me. I’m the worst, lowest scum. You can’t reach the person I want to save, unless you come home to my world. And I… don’t know if it’ll be enough to convince him.”