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EVENT: The Attack of the Clowns
Early in the morning, those who had brought one back would find the bird keychains they brought back from their trip to that skii resort doing something...strange. The small eyes on the things started pulsing with a faint light that might go unnoticed at first. It doesn't stop though, and keeps right on pulsing for the rest of the morning.
Shortly, before noon, the light stops pulsing and shines bright enough to be uncomfortable.
Two things happen at once when it does.
One of these things is this: within a 50 meter radius of every keychain, strange ripples appear in the ground. From these ripples, something that is barely humanoid in shape slowly ascend. Their colours range from red to silver to yellow to purple. When they've materialized all the way, the Clowns immediately spring into action, attacking anyone nearby and, if there is no one, move in whatever direction they were facing, seeking victims.
The other thing that happens is a voice, young, lilting and feminine, being projected through the keychains.
""Thank you for all that you have done: none of this would have been possible without your contributions. I would thank you all in person except I don't believe I am really welcome here. Which is a pity as I hadn't gotten to meet all of my lovely victims the first time around. Please accept these children as a token of my appreciation instead. They are a little, ah, crude, but I do hope you will all play nicely~."
((OOC: Please put [Character Name | Location | OPEN/CLOSED ] in your subject header! Event information can be found here.))
Shortly, before noon, the light stops pulsing and shines bright enough to be uncomfortable.
Two things happen at once when it does.
One of these things is this: within a 50 meter radius of every keychain, strange ripples appear in the ground. From these ripples, something that is barely humanoid in shape slowly ascend. Their colours range from red to silver to yellow to purple. When they've materialized all the way, the Clowns immediately spring into action, attacking anyone nearby and, if there is no one, move in whatever direction they were facing, seeking victims.
The other thing that happens is a voice, young, lilting and feminine, being projected through the keychains.
""Thank you for all that you have done: none of this would have been possible without your contributions. I would thank you all in person except I don't believe I am really welcome here. Which is a pity as I hadn't gotten to meet all of my lovely victims the first time around. Please accept these children as a token of my appreciation instead. They are a little, ah, crude, but I do hope you will all play nicely~."
((OOC: Please put [Character Name | Location | OPEN/CLOSED ] in your subject header! Event information can be found here.))
L Lawliet and Light Yagami | Outside the Condos | Closed
The silver apparition appeared suddenly in a sea of ripples, barely giving L time to blink and question whether or not his lack of sleep was catching up to it before it started barreling toward the pair.
L Lawliet and Light Yagami | Outside the Condos | Closed
He had not ended up regretting the decision, even when nothing out of the ordinary had happened, as it had afforded him and his weapon the chance to get more productive things done. With several more kishin souls beneath their collective belt and the framework in place toward beginning their own business, Light believed things were moving in a better direction.
For the mostpart...
"Look, are you even listening?" he asked in exasperation, having not received a response for the second time in a row as he'd attempted to go over the last of the paperwork on their way to the building site he had leased. By now he was led to assume L was pouting rather than genuinely spacing out, and had been about to call him out on such when the clown bearing down on them all at once made itself impossible to ignore.
For a split second, the two of them were a perfect portrait of deer caught in the headlights before Light, reflexively, made a grab for L's arm, fully expecting him to fall in-step with his role.
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Light could be forgiven for assuming that L had decided that something was wrong with the site, tuning him out consciously simply to be a pain. He'd done it before. Fortunately, Light caught on quickly, and a charging silver clown was hardly subtle anyway.
L stiffened at Light's touch, but he didn't freeze up, transforming swiftly into the cool metal links and cuffs that would defend them both from the oncoming threat. The chain comprising his weapon form arched, snake-like, as one cuff snapped around Light's wrist and the other took the form of a steel bear trap, teeth glinting as the clown barreled toward them.
/Wait for it to make the first move. I don't want to leave you open until we know what it can do./
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At the last minute, Light dodged out of its path, turning to send L's steel trap flying at the creature's back.
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/Noted, but I maintain that you should keep me close until we have some idea.../
As if on cue, the clown gave them such an idea, crudely aping L's form with more jagged, rough results. It was a shape-shifter, if a flawed one; the serrated, uneven teeth looked to be far more potentially painful than the sharp, uniform neatness of L's.
Just when L was about to bark an order to Light, the younger man acted on his own, doing what L would have wanted him to of his own accord. He hurtled forward, burying his teeth between the thing's shoulder blades and feeling the satisfying crunch of bone. If he could bite through the spine, their job would be easy... but in reaction, the clown shifted its shape again, this time to something like water, and it was scalding hot.
It was uncomfortable enough in L's metal form, but as the links heated, Light, at least, deserved a warning.
/Don't you dare let go./
To do so would break their resonance, subjecting L to far greater damage. Even if it was uncomfortably hot, even if it burned, Light would have to endure it while L continued his search for the clown's spinal cord.
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"Hurry up." he hissed in return, trying to ignore the burning pain that was began to sear his palm.
Following given directions and a body obeying an impulse to withdraw from pain when its limits had been reached were two different things entirely.
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He had to hurry or both of them would wind up burned.
Twinges of Light's pain rippled through their resonance, and L looped a length of chain around the clown's neck in an attempt to hold the amorphous thing in place. It was taking too long, but L had always had a legitimate claim to being poised under pressure. Rather than thinking about the possibility of Light's increasing discomfort ruining their resonance and the protection it afforded him, he applied his legendary focus toward locating the spine and snapping it.
The teeth of the bear trap portion of his Weapon form fit neatly into the grooves they'd previously established, and he completed what he'd set out to accomplish. The clown let out a howl, spasming, jerking, and yanking harshly on the chain with all the predictability of a mechanical bull.
/Remember what I said, about not letting go? Still very relevant...!/
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Even with the help, however, it was still hardly an easy ride.
Die. Just hurry up and die, can't you? he willed the thrashing, seizing creature.
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However, the precision he had been delaying for was worth it. In one strong, deliberate bite, he cut through the spinal cord, the monstrous clown snapping nearly double in shock as it delivered a last few violent bucks. This time, it managed to dislodge the bear trap, sending L spinning back toward Light as it rode out it final death throes.