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raisetheearth2015-10-17 09:08 pm
ceofactor) wrote in raisetheearth2015-10-17 09:08 pm
Entry tags:
- !open,
- !plot post,
- #action,
- +location: locke city,
- aila jyrkiäinen,
- arthur pendragon (saber),
- beatrix kiddo,
- dark precure,
- eas,
- eobard thawne,
- kirara amanogawa,
- l lawliet,
- mana aida,
- masaru daimon and agumon,
- nate river,
- npc: benjamin factor,
- npc: sonia clarke,
- npc: thunder corp,
- npcs,
- nux,
- pharos,
- rakka,
- remilia scarlet,
- rikka hishikawa,
- sakuya izayoi,
- satsuki kiryuin,
- skeletor,
- toushirou hitsugaya,
- umi ryuuzaki,
- yumoto hakone,
- yuri tsukikage,
- yurick
Factor Industries Charity Event: October 18th, 2016
Even for Benjamin Factor, arranging this charity event had been something of a challenge. Just as he held great influence in Gateway City, Thunder Corp's influence in Locke was great as well. But with time and money, all things were indeed possible in this case, and the Memorial Dance Hall was playing host to the night's events. It was a glamorous affair: politicians, captains of business, dignitaries, and celebrities had been invited. For whatever controversy that existed, the world legitimately wanted to heal the wounds left by the invasion, and that meant there were a lot of people who wanted to use events like this to either advance that cause, or to make themselves look good.
But they weren't the only sorts of individuals who had recieved an invitation.
Benjamin Factor had also made it so the Numbered would be invited to his little party. Arrivals through the teleporter would be greeted by drivers at the community center, and the same courtesy was extended to anyone who might live in Locke. The only stipulation? Was that anyone who came make an effort to make themselves presentable. If that was a problem, or anyone arrived without knowing, they had clothes on hand for people to change into.
Indeed, it seemed that the Numbered would be well provided for tonight. That being said, their presence would get people to talk, given the presence of news crews making live coverage. Nevertheless... "getting people to talk" seemed to be exactly what Benjamin Factor wanted to happen.
[Event Links: Event Speakers | NPC Interaction | General Mingle]
But they weren't the only sorts of individuals who had recieved an invitation.
Benjamin Factor had also made it so the Numbered would be invited to his little party. Arrivals through the teleporter would be greeted by drivers at the community center, and the same courtesy was extended to anyone who might live in Locke. The only stipulation? Was that anyone who came make an effort to make themselves presentable. If that was a problem, or anyone arrived without knowing, they had clothes on hand for people to change into.
Indeed, it seemed that the Numbered would be well provided for tonight. That being said, their presence would get people to talk, given the presence of news crews making live coverage. Nevertheless... "getting people to talk" seemed to be exactly what Benjamin Factor wanted to happen.
[Event Links: Event Speakers | NPC Interaction | General Mingle]
[B]
"F-fougere...." Rakka piped up, trying to pull her raging fairy friend away from the three... things that were digging into the buffet beside them, and the one that had unfortunately grabbed something at the same time Fougere did. Now there was a tugg of war going on... over a donut.
A fancy donut, but nevertheless.
Were they those things Jasmine echoed back? But how did they get here? "Please, Fougere, just let it go. We can go get something... else!"
"Give up? Never!"
Re: [B]
Meanwhile, its two compatriots simply stood off to the side, oblivious enjoying punch and hoes-devoures.
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"Grr! Rakka! Transform into Cure Feather and kick their butts!"
That gets a raised eyebrow out of her. "W-wha...?"
"Please? Just a little?"
"N-no! Uhh-" She looked at the creature Fougere was fighting so sternly with. "E-excuse me, but... can you please let go?"
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His friends? Remained oblivious.