::OOC::

[natureprincess]

The bamboo leaves rustle,
shaking away in the eaves.
The stars twinkle;
Gold and silver grains of sand.

It's the seventh day of the seventh month… Tanabata!

In various locations throughout the school and outside, bamboo branches have been set up! If your character cares to investigate, they will find that there are pens and colorful sheets of paper nearby with string attached to them. There is a short explanation posted nearby to explain, and encouragement to share their own wishes.

Wishes can be simple, serious, just for fun, whatever! "I wish I had a pony." "I wish I had a girlfriend." "I hope Billy makes it out of the hospital okay." Characters are not required to sign their names, but there is a chance that someone could see them hanging something up...

You can leave their wishes on this post! Feel free to make action threads if you so desire! Just make sure to mark it as such if you're into that kind of thing.

Dream on, SBG.

Comments

[stay-classy-cat.livejournal.com]

Oh? You mean there? [He looks behind him at the tree.]

Oh! Oh, really, what difference does it make now if it's here or there?

I have to admit, I'm rather curious now about it, if you don't mind me being nosy~

[distortionnoise.livejournal.com]

It makes a difference, because it's supposed to be on the tree.

And I do mind you being nosy.

[stay-classy-cat.livejournal.com]

[Seth seems to not hear him.]

You know, I wish I could have taken back some of the choices I made too... It's just awful living a life of regret. No one understands how difficult it is sometimes to make certain choices...

[distortionnoise.livejournal.com]

Yeah, so you better put that back before you get any more regrets.

[Do you see Giratina approaching you. Do you. Do you see that fist. That probably isn't a good sign.]

[stay-classy-cat.livejournal.com]

[He does, and he keeps smiling that smile of his.]

Are you going to do something else you might regret later?

[Instead of putting it back on the tree waaaaay over there, he calmly and politely hands it back to him.]

Do be careful, my friend.

[distortionnoise.livejournal.com]

[Oh. Oh okay. Giratina's fist is now no longer a fist, and is instead reaching for the piece of paper. Seth still gets a glare, though.]

You too.

[stay-classy-cat.livejournal.com]

Oh, where are my manners... I never introduced myself!

My name is Seth, what's yours?

[distortionnoise.livejournal.com]

[It is. So tempting. To just flip him off and leave. But, really, he has nothing else to do. And it's been a while since he'd actually talked to someone at the school.]

...Giratina.

[stay-classy-cat.livejournal.com]

Oh my, you mean [lowering his voice as if he's some big celebrity] the Giratina?

[distortionnoise.livejournal.com]

[Oh! Yet another person at this school who actually recognized him for the god he was? Maybe he could finally get the respect he deserved.]

Of course, the Giratina. What other Giratina is there?

[stay-classy-cat.livejournal.com]

Well none other, it's just such a surprise to see you here and, well, [His eyes dart back to that little piece of wish paper, almost teasingly.]

well, never mind that. Surely you've got other things to worry about other than wishes.

[distortionnoise.livejournal.com]

[Giratina crosses his arms, smirking.] What? Do you really think I would give a real wish to a tree? What kind of gullible moron does that?

[stay-classy-cat.livejournal.com]

[He shrugs and gestures to the tree.] Plenty, apparently.

[That was as subtle of an invitation for mischief as any. Seth drifts back towards the tree and decides to pluck one off as an example, the first one on this list (http://hasprettiestmon.livejournal.com/7133.html?thread=212189#t212189). Dare you take a look, Giratina?]

[distortionnoise.livejournal.com]

[Giratina wanders over to look at the piece of paper, and immediately makes a sound of amusement. That wasn't even a wish!]

Hm. Seems like half of these people don't even know what these trees are for.

[stay-classy-cat.livejournal.com]

Maybe we should so kindly inform them of that.

[He whips out his Blackberry, dials the number and then immediately places the phone (http://hasprettiestmon.livejournal.com/6097.html?thread=222673#t222673) in Giratina's hands!]

[distortionnoise.livejournal.com]

[Wait, what is- Oh. Giratina catches the phone and looks down at it as it rings. Oh..

Well, there's no way he can get himself out of this without looking like a wimp. Instead, Giratina holds the phone up to his ear and waits for whoever he was calling to pick up.]

[stay-classy-cat.livejournal.com]

Are they picking up?

[[continue here (http://hasprettiestmon.livejournal.com/6097.html?thread=222673#t222673)? \o/ ]]

[distortionnoise.livejournal.com]

[All Seth gets in response is the beginning of the conversation. Maybe a glare in his direction.]