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Entry tags:
- a3!: itaru chigasaki,
- amatsuki: tokidoki rikugou,
- baten kaitos: sagi,
- bungou stray dogs: atsushi nakajima,
- buried stars: kyuhyuk lee,
- danganronpa: chiaki nanami,
- final fantasy: hythlodaeus,
- final fantasy: joscelaint grimpevers,
- final fantasy: rhel fashonti,
- kingdom hearts: naminé,
- lieat: efina,
- omniscient reader: dokja kim,
- omniscient reader: joonghyuk yoo,
- omniscient reader: sooyoung han,
- original: chloe,
- original: hien callias,
- persona: akira kurusu,
- persona: niko,
- tsubasa reservoir chronicle: fai d. flou
OCTOBER EVENT PT2
OCTOBER EVENT PT2
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→ THE BEGINNING
(click to expand - happy early Halloween)
It's on the evening of October 28th when everything quickly descends into madness.It begins with faint static in the air, gradually becoming louder and louder until it's impossible to ignore, the pattern of cries that was once hidden now audible to everybody as it grows and grows until it culminates in an explosion. The walls of the local bookstore burst outwards, a rampaging Hydreigon within unleashing Hyper Beam after Hyper Beam without any rest in between. Its trainer, an old man, hobbles up to it in a panic in order to ask what's wrong, but the Pokemon knocks him to the ground, ignoring him and continuing to destroy everything in its path while its trainer lies motionless on the ground, blood pouring from his head.
Further down the street, another eruption shakes the city, a group of Galarian Rapidashes slamming themselves against walls and windows until they break through, careening and crashing through buildings with wild abandon. Occupants inside a cafe scream as they attempt to flee, crushed under rubble and trampled by merciless hooves. From the sky, Murkrows and Natus swoop down on residents on the streets, long talons outstretched to claw at any exposed skin and pluck out any staring eyes. All around the city, Pokeballs burst open on their own and the Pokemon rush madly at human and Pokemon alike, disregarding orders or pleads from their trainers and attacking anything within sight in a wild frenzy.
Fires blaze across the city as children wail and adults scream. All the while, the pattern of cries continues...
→ THE RAMPAGE
(click to expand - you're in for a bad time)
Throughout the night, dark, ghost, and psychic-type Pokemon rampage throughout Mango City. Wild Pokemon appear from the outskirts of town and attack anyone and anything on sight, while companion Pokemon force themselves out of their balls and turn upon their trainers. No other types seem to be affected, the other Pokemon just as confused and distraught as the humans as they're forced to run from, defend against, and fight the Pokemon they were once allied with.While many of the mad Pokemon physically assault those around them, other use innate abilities to wreak havoc. Musharnas emit a dark mist that engulfs entire beings and brings their fears to reality, forcing all those within the fog to face the same delusions. At the same time, Shedinjas steal souls away in their shells and keep them captive in a shared endless nightmare of their worst experiences relived. Similarly, Beheeyems cause those nearby to reexperience their most feared and hated moments, erasing all memory after that moment in order to trap their victims in that vulnerable mindset of the past. Meanwhile, Zoroarks trap their targets within grand illusions that force them to undergo a series of deaths over and over again, causing them excruciating pain and suffering while their physical bodies continue to live. Haunters phase in and out of walls to surprise and lick their victims, sapping years off their life and causing a frigid shivering that won't stop until they wither away, and Gengars loom in the shadows, sapping heat away from its surroundings and causing the small and the weak to slowly freeze to death. Umbreons spray poisonous sweat all over the street, causing people to choke and convulse if they stay too long near the toxic areas, and Cofagriguses drag humans into their coffins and wrap them up as mummies, bound so tightly nobody can hear them scream. No amount of pleading nor bargaining will cause any of them to stop; the only option left is to defeat them in battle, either by killing them or knocking them out.
It'd be kinder to do the latter, but in the heat of the moment, it's difficult to hold back. It's desperate times, after all, as the city streets soon begin to fill with the cold and still bodies of both Pokemon and humans.
→ HELP...?
(click to expand - is anyone even sane enough left to help)
At the outskirts of town bordering the forest, herds of Stantler lead the unaffected and helpless deeper into the forest into an area where the trees are so densely packed that even the shine of the moon can't break through. The only source of light are the small Litwicks that scurry towards the humans, smiling and holding out their little hands. Follow them. They'll keep you safe(?).Perhaps it's time to abandon the city, where the fires continue to grow and rage throughout the streets, threatening to engulf entire neighborhood blocks. The hospital and Pokemon Center get repurposed to disaster zones as the doctors and nurses struggle to treat their patients while fending off rampaging Pokemon at the same time. Mari's large Steelixes wrap themselves around the buildings to become iron walls keeping the wild Pokemon out, but even their great defense struggles against the never ending attacks.
In the midst of the ongoing disaster, the radio tower remains undamaged and completely abandoned, untouched by the rampaging Pokemon outside. The receptionist has fled long ago, leaving the front doors open but the door to the stairs and the elevator up remaining locked. The tower stands empty and silent, completely free of the static and pattern of cries playing outside, the one place of reprieve from the hell that has descended upon Mango City.
→ MOD NOTES
⬥ Welcome to the Halloween event! Due to the nature of the prompts, please properly warn for any potentially disturbing content in your threads/tags for all players.
⬥ This event is forward dated to the evening and night of the 28th and may last past the 28th if no proper IC measures are taken to stop the rampaging Pokemon. The OOC deadline to solve and fix the disaster will be October 29.
⬥ Please comment to the mod question & investigation thread to report any actions that characters may take to stop the events of the log.
⬥ Have fun! :)
⬥ This event is forward dated to the evening and night of the 28th and may last past the 28th if no proper IC measures are taken to stop the rampaging Pokemon. The OOC deadline to solve and fix the disaster will be October 29.
⬥ Please comment to the mod question & investigation thread to report any actions that characters may take to stop the events of the log.
⬥ Have fun! :)
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[Maybe he did forget to explain himself, just a little. He pinches the bridge of his nose and exhales, the magnus card still between his fingers. It's been a long night. He knows they should go back downstairs and check if the noise has truly abated, but all he really wants to do is go to bed.]
Okay. I came here because Atsushi and I already climbed up this tower once before. We trapped the essence of the sound down below, then up here. Both times, the sound wasn't just a sound. It had eyes. And when we got close to the antenna, the eyes were bigger, and looking straight at us.
[Deep breath. It feels like he's talking about a previous lifetime. Maybe he kind of is.]
So if it's still here, even now? I don't doubt it'll seize the antenna again as soon as we put it back. We're just buying time to figure out how to deal with it for real. I know we can't just steal it...
[But what are their other options? He can't think of any. Ugh, he's so tired.]
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[Well then. That makes this make much more sense.]
Did you mention this to anyone else?
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[The locals, kindly in their own way but always dismissive of god-related weirdness.]
...They didn't even want to know why we needed to climb up here. They just said there was a law.
[He still thinks that's kind of dumb.]
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[Typical.]
Perhaps this time you might say you actually saw the creature as you took the antenna down? Make it sound like it was physical, rather than just...aetherical.
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Would that work? They didn't want to look at the magnus with all the eyes when we had them...
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[Sagi looks noticeably relieved. It's a concrete plan for the time being, using the kind of logic that he can actually follow.]
What do we say it looked like?
["We". Rhel is now an accomplice to bird crimes.]
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Say it was hard to get a good look, what with the excruciating pain and all, but "black, decidedly not humanoid, and far too many eyes for one creature" might do it. Twelve knows that's what it felt like...
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Got it. We came up here, the antenna machine was running wild with that thing on top of it, we dismantled it, then it - flew off somewhere.
[...It sounds like a less convincing plan the moment it comes out of his own mouth. He's not a practised liar.]
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More like we approached it, it recognized you, and then flew off, but the noise wouldn't stop so we were left with no other choice but to dismantle the damn thing.
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[His confusion is genuine. It makes him look even more babyfaced than he already was.]
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[His explanations may need work, but he's sincerely trying very hard.]
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[Imagine if they'd leaked out or something.]
Though I guess, before we leave...
[He finally pockets the antenna card, swaps it for a different card, then pulls an entire shoulder bag out of the second card, which turns blank. It's cards all the way down.
Before actually using this blank magnus, he hesitates and glances back at her. It seems he has been teachered at just enough tonight to start asking permission instead of forgiveness.]
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...It changed again!
[When the picture appears on the new magnus, he shows it to Rhel. The eyes are still there, but the dense black scrawl in between them before looks more like broken-up confetti now.]
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[. . .
She glances at the antenna card.]
We may want to ask if they have exorcists here.
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[He would really rather not carry this still threatening-looking thing around when only two of his blank magnus work at all, but... he supposes keeping some kind of sample would be better than nothing, if their plan is buying time to properly investigate. He probably won't be allowed back up here, either. With a small, reluctant sigh, he pockets the card.]
Are we done here? I have to wonder what's happening outside.
[Hopefully, less than before.]
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[The squares of cloth she cut off her top. He's had them in one hand this entire time.]
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[He ends up pocketing them too. He also slings his shoulder bag properly over his back while he's at it, the better to comfortably descend those 248290459830485394 sets of stairs with. Somehow, his ghostly wings don't seem to get in the way.]
Let's go, then. Maybe some of our friends woke up by now.
[He'll just turn around, head past the broken rooftop door and start the long walk back down.]
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Are those wings physical?
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