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[supraliminally]

WHAT in person
WHERE ALL OVER
WHEN day 7, evening -> night
NOTES it's just a mingle really

[ Maybe you're getting off work now, or maybe you're just heading there. Or maybe you don't even have a job? Either way, it's a nice quiet evening to be outside in Quiet Mounds. Out on the streets, there's no sound at all. No birds or crickets, no murmur of crowds, no traffic. Isn't it peaceful? ]

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[supraliminally]

[ Well, unless you're at the park, or anywhere near it. Then there's a very noisy murder of crows gathered around one of those playground roundabouts, squawking and flapping around. This is probably because the woman standing on it has what appears to be a giant pile of coffeeshop pastries. She tosses a scrap out occasionally, and the whole crowd goes wild over it. ]

[keijournal]

Did you steal those?

[foretasted]

[watching her do that a couple times before actually saying anything]

You're going to spoil them at this rate.

[cannonbeauty]

[ She was feeling a little perturbed by the absence of street noise, but here is a nice lady feeding the birds ]

They must be very hungry. . .

[eforeveryone]

[...

runs up to her.]

[mindinthegittern]

[here's a guy in jeans and a t-shirt busking on a bench outside the mall! he's playing a version of The Cave on his gittern, very full of feeling, give him some money?]

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ so as a Bard, Medren is probably at least a little familiar with the expression of someone who has just recognized what he's playing and is hurriedly steeling themselves for some fully welcomed emotional devastation

which means when Kaiko spots him, brightens, and then freezes as the tune registers he's probably got at least an inkling of what happened there. ]

[clocked_out]

[Dave drops in a twenty and flops next to him while he finishes]

[cannonbeauty]

[ When he finishes, he gets applause and five whole dollars!!!1 from the girl at the cinnamon roll shop ]

There's so many musicians here!

[eforeveryone]

[oh... wanders out to listen?? uwah]

[abardacttofollow]

[at some point your phone gets a text]

[turnonmycharm]

[drops in ten bucks, sitting on the bench, though not enough to really encroach on his space. won't interrupt until Medren's done the song]

[ahorseforgood]

[a horse is grazing on the farm, pretty normal I suppose

the slightly more notable point is that there's a Cell Phone Device(tm) sitting on a fence post nearby which she's somehow coaxed into playing a greatest hits album. sometimes her ears twitch to the music.

feel free to explore and comment on the DEVELOPMENT OF A DISCERNING MODERN MUSICAL TASTE taking place before you]

[clocked_out]

[Dave is just, ABSURDLY thrilled once he clocks what the music is, wandering over]

Oh my gog, this is so good. I'm fucking thrilled about this.

[cannonbeauty]

[ Jessica listens in appreciative silence for a few tracks ]

Do you like love songs?

[hotsytotsybotsy]

[Somebody has just discovered the fight club, and is absolutely thrilled. She recently got off work, and has changed into a simple and practical shirt and pair of shorts.

She stretches as she approaches the arena, looking a bit too glamorous for this environment but somehow seeming very comfortable with it.]

Who's up for a little chin-music?

[eforeveryone]

[ooh! ME!!! This young man is stoked. Though he feels a little under-dressed so he changes into a nice fancy colorful combat outfit before running out into the pit. OKAY READY!]

[twelveshotsnokills]

[A gorgeous blue woman in a short skirt and long jacket with a Large Instrument Case is sitting cross-legged in the park, sipping coffee and bored as fuck. Maybe she should perch up on the roof and see if she can headshot some newbies]

[proficient_in_photoshop]

[BUSTS INTO CASA DE REIGEN WITH A VHS AND GROCERIES TO MAKE CURRY.]

I'm home~! Saitama's here too!

Mob! I have a fabled artifact of true culture, a VHS of Mothra!

[giving100percent]

A what?

[wanpanjanai]

[Following and closing the door behind them, waving at Mob]

Hey.

[fingerframing]

[ Pick a spot. There's Yusuke, leaning against a wall with a pad of paper in one hand and an ink brush in the other.

He's also looking up from it every so often to stare at you. If you're moving around a lot, he certainly looks annoyed. ]

[hotsytotsybotsy]

[Tammy was going to go shopping, but this chance to be immortalized and glamourized is a bit too much to pass up.]

Oh, wait, just a tick.

[She sits on a nearby bench, and carefully adjusts her skirt to show some leg; tastefully, at least. She pulls a brush out of her bag, and quickly fixes her hair. Can't look bad for her grand portrait.]

Okay, now we're on the trolley. You gotta make a copy for me, though.

[exiled_honor]

[ This is not peaceful, it's suspicious. Which is why you can find Alberich stalking (there's really not another word for it) down the streets and alleys, looking for anything that might be the cause. If he runs into you, he may ask- ]

Has something happened?

[kunstler]

[ There is a tiny blonde teenager in the park this evening with a flop-earned wolf at her side. She's examining her phone with the sort of expression you'd see on someone trying to decode some prehistoric message. She's tapping away the screen then flipping it over and rapping her nails against the back. ]

... why's there so much plastic?

[ she sounds so lowkey offended it's almost funny ]

[cannonbeauty]

Is something wrong with your phone?