Canon AU Event Log

[lucetimods]

Who: You! And you! And you! But uh, not you.
What: Event shenanigans.
When: Today until the end of the event (April 8th)
Where: Anywhere and everywhere
Summary: It's all right in here
Rating: I want to see a nice clean game. Keep your naughty stuff in the penalty box!

Same deal as always. React to the event! Do things! Have fun! Be excellent to each other.

And remember to correctly tag your characters to the post.

Comments

[automailed]

No reason in particular- just wondering if you knew whether she was affected or not. [Messing with the memories of a god is a serious thing. He'll have to track her down ASAP.]

[reoccurred]

I never knew you were so concerned about her.

[automailed]

Why shouldn't I be? We're from the same world.

[Matter-of-factly, like it's the most obvious thing in the world.]

[reoccurred]

Um... no you're not?

[automailed]

Um, yeah we are. [Something really is weird about her today, and it's more than just the hair.] Earth? Japan? North High? I lived there for months before coming here.

[reoccurred]

Stop lying to me. I know you do that weird non-bending magic stuff.

[What was it called again? Alkamestry or something?]

[automailed]

I'm not lying. [Unless she saw him do magic at some point? He can't recall ever being caught... best to deny it anyway, though.] Until I came here I didn't think magic was even real.

[reoccurred]

Well you don't call it magic! You keep going on about how it's some science-thing. I don't get it.

[automailed]

You mean chemistry? That's just science, there's nothing magic about it.

[reoccurred]

No, no! That Alkamestry whatever stuff. There's a glow of light and something happens. It's weird, and you always change your automail with it.

[automailed]

Sorry, I've never heard of either of those things.

[Alkamestry? Automail? What the hell is she babbling about?]

[reoccurred]

What do you mean!? You have automail, it's right-

[The girl grabs Ed's arm and pushes up his sleeve to find... A flesh arm? What?]

[automailed]

[He shoots her a deadpan look, not moving his arm. Go on, get a good look- it's nothing unusual.]

Are you done now?

[reoccurred]

[Winry steps back, and lets his arm go. What...? There something wrong here.]

No, no. You had a prosthetic.

[automailed]

So, what, I just grew it back with magic or something?

[Sorry, blondie, but he's a wizard and he can't even pull that off.]

[reoccurred]

Shut up, I don't know! You must be under some kind of experiment.

[automailed]

Right, experiment... you know, I could say the same about you.

[What with the hair, and the clothes, and the... wait, automail? Isn't that the thing she's always obsessed about?]

[reoccurred]

Yeah, well I bet it's you. That guy in there you said was acting weird? He thought you were his son, right?

[automailed]

But you were living with people who said you lived in that house too. That doesn't prove anything. Besides, he could be affected too.

[reoccurred]

Well one of us has to be wrong.

[automailed]

That's undeniable. I'm just saying that it could be either one of us.

[You have to examine it like a scientist, silly.]

[reoccurred]

[Scientists suck okay.]

Yeah, all right. [She tries not to let it show, but it upsets her. She was always weird back "home." She's... she's probably the wrong one, but it's too early in the day for her to give up and admit it to herself.]

[automailed]

[...Well, now that he's defended himself and acted like a jackass-]

You need a hand moving stuff? I'm heading down that route anyways.

[reoccurred]

No thanks, I have it handled.

[Usually she wouldn't mind, but... she's uncomfortable now.]

[automailed]

Mm. Alright, then.

[Hey, no one can say he didn't try. With a shrug, he starts off down the path again, waving absently.]

Later, Miss Rockbell.