Welcome to Republic City!

[cyclicalitymods]

It was a bright and sunny normal day in Republic City. Children were playing, spirits were chirping about, and everything was going along like normal. Well at least that's what everyone seemed to think. That is until so many people seemed to be appearing out of nowhere. For some reason Republic City seemed to be more lively and the crowds bigger.

The spirits have grown restless as if something important was about to change, and to try to fix that change, the spirits with their big long tree like limbs dragged people into the world left and right. Even the vines covering Republic City seemed to help. Although the spirits had the best intentions in mind, some people were more affected by the grab than others. There's talk that people in this city don't even know what this place is. People who have never heard of the words "bender" or "non-bender."

Welcome to Republic City! And to those who already live here: Happy Saturday. Please make yourselves at home and don't mind a little spirit gunk. It's mostly harmless. Go enjoy yourself a classic mover. Maybe you're the athletic type. If that's the case, come watch a few Pro-bending matches or form your own team. Just watch out for any Satomobiles. They can be deadly no matter how pretty the driver is.

Please remember to enjoy your stay and don't cause too much trouble. The Republic City Police don't need more riffraff to take care of. And don't stray too far. To make the the peace is kept, there's a huge spirit barrier around the perimeter of the city. It seems pretty strong, but it won't be able to last forever. Still, it's worrying. Radio signals and telegraphs don't seem to be getting past it.

[ OOC: The game is officially open! From this point on, feel free to make any posts you want or tag into this. Please remember to tag your posts with Canon: Character. Finally, although the game has no real network, you're free to respond with prose or brackets, whatever you're comfortable with. With that said, have fun! ]

Comments

[savedtheworld]

Aaaaan airbending master. It's a long story- man, am I hungry! We should order our food...!

[streetferret]

I'm not in a rush.

[You need a truthbending master, kid.]

Tenzin's the only one with an arrow pointing at his nose aside from Jinora. [Take a break for some grub and a suspicious airbender. How does this even happen to him?]

What's your name?

[savedtheworld]

Um... My name? It's Aang!

1/3

[streetferret]

2/3

[streetferret]

3/3

[streetferret]

No really, kid, what's your name?

[savedtheworld]

That is really it! You never met someone named Aang before?

[streetferret]

Uh, yeah. If you mean Avatar Aang's statue out on the Yue Bay, but last I checked: He can't talk.

[...wait. Mako blinks a few times, his mind going back to the girl with the braid he met. How she's from the past.]

... [Monkeyfeathers.]

[savedtheworld]

Okay, okay, maybe I'm remembering wrong! My real name is... um... Bonzu!

[streetferret]

[Remembering wrong. Right.]

Mind taking off the hat, Bonzu?

[It's never crossed Mako's mind that Aang himself could be here. Even if he isn't ready, Mako's going to have to be.

This whole new people thing's throwing him for loops all over the place. May as well stop fighting it.]

[savedtheworld]

You wanna try? Here! [He already knows about the tattoos anyway... so Aang tries to look innocent as he hands the hat to him!]

[streetferret]

[It’s a good few seconds of staring at the arrows on the bald monk child. And a couple more before Mako looks down at the proffered hat.]

Wait, you’re really Aang?

[No, he’s not taking the hat. His hair exposed to the air is too good to pass up.]

Avatar Aang?

[Give him a second as he tries to take in what that means.]

[savedtheworld]

Avatar Aang? Where?

[Now he looks a little nervous, makes a brief show of looking around in the sky, and then he runs over to a more secluded looking spot.]

[streetferret]

[Instead of looking up to seek out the possibility of an older Avatar Aang being in the air, Mako merely looks up to beg for patience in dealing with

The

Avatar…]

Hey.

[Of course, when looking up for that long he only ends up with a hat and no youthful airbender in sight.]

“Here’s your order.” [Mako blinks at the vendor and gets a hat full of vegetarian food.] “Next!”

[No, he’s not going to put out an ABP for a young airbender with tattoos. Jinora doesn’t need that kind of noise coming her way. Instead Mako gives one last look around before taking the hat back to his motorcycle.]