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[OPEN] Earthquake Event

Characters: OPEN
Location: Death City
Rating: Varied
Time: Jan 22
Description: OOC post here.

It's early in the morning -- just after morning training -- when the ground beneath Death City shakes violently in what most of you might recognize as an earthquake. It's not a particularly huge one for the more experienced of the guests, but it sends cracks shooting through the cobblestoned ground of Death City and up the sides of some buildings. A small handful of structures, mostly those that have been abandoned in the course of this war or the very old ones, take the most damage and topple over or crumble at their foundations.

The earthquake lasts no more than half a minute, but the vibrations and aftershocks last through the day. Death City's streets become full of holes, from those the size of apples to what could be described as deep ditches. The greatest damage, however, is the commercial sector, which becomes flooded as the waterways take damage and spill water into the streets. Shibusen's alarms blare out and quick, urgent orders to fix the waterways and search for the injured or anyone trapped in rubble filter in through all networks.

ooc: Like always, please feel free to start your own threads. Follow the subject line format:
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This in-game day will last a week irl.

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[Minato has spent all day running and has seen more of Death City in one day than he has in the last six months. All the alleys and side alleys and side streets he didn't even know about, he knows them now.

Now that the daylight is fading, he's allowing himself a chance to rest and catch his breath. He crumples against a post-dropbox, sliding his back down its flat edge so he's seated on the curb.]

I'm hungry... [The horrible realization: he hasn't eaten today. at all. After burning all that energy, his body is finally telling him, but he's too weak to find himself anything to eat.

After all, on a day like today, he doesn't suppose DeathDonalds is open at all, is it?]

[Keroro is running down the darkening streets by himself, looking for his partner and still carrying the plastic bag full of bread that was going to be his and Eve's lunch.]

Eve-donooooo! Eve-dono! Where-

[People really shouldn't be sitting on the street. Keroro trips over Minato's foot and goes sprawling. Thankfully, the bag is tied so none of its contents spill out.]

O-Ow....

[Minato actually doesn't notice Keroro until he sees him skidding on the street. Skid-skid-skid. Minato gets up and kneels down behind him...

looming. He casts his shadow all over the little alien frog.] Keroro-saaaaaaaaaaaaaan...

... I hunger......

[Keroro does what anyone who has just fallen (for no apparent reason) and found themselves being loomed over would do.

He scrambles backwards as fast as he can.]

I-I don't taste good, de arimasu! Don't eat me!

[Hahaha! Minato backs off and smiles.] As long as you admit it... de arimasu.

Good afternoon, Keroro-san.

[He lets himself breathe once Minato backs off.]

O-Oh. Good afternoon. It's the guy with the chips who works in the arcade. Don't scare me like that, de arimasu. I bet you took years off my life, de arimasu.

Don't worry... If you die, I'll eat you properly, de arimasu.

I'm not going to die, de arimasu!

[He picks himself up off the ground and dusts off the plastic bag of bread.]

What are you doing out here, sitting on the street anyways, de arimasu?

[He eyes that well-sealed plastic bag...]

I was hunting for food...

[And he's just going to attempt to hide that plastic bag behind him.]

Th-This is for Eve-dono, de arimasu!

[Why are you hiding it and yet talking about it..?]

But I'm hungry, de arimasu... [He'll deliberately stray his gaze to Keroro's legs while saying that...]

[He's hiding it so you're not tempted by it, and talking about it so you know why you shouldn't be tempted by it.]

You can go buy food, de arimasu. [And why are you staring at his legs. Is he going to have to explain why he isn't French cuisine again.]