EVENT: Witch Attack on the City!

[soul_mods]

Characters: Everyone and anyone
Location: Anywhere in Death City!
Rating: PG-13
Time: August 23
Description: There's a Witch attack on the city and, to make matters worse, there's a dangerous individuals while Meister powers go completely out of control



The evening before there had been a PSA going around the network and the radio to watch out for an individual causing trouble in the city and a reminder to please stay indoors if possible.

Then around midnight something distinctly...strange happens. At first, Weapons probably won't notice, because it's only Meisters who suddenly find their powers flaring up for no apparent reason even when they're not trying to use them.

There's a two hour window where the abilities become stronger until it's practically impossible to control before the alarms in the city sound.

Kishin Eggs have been spotted entering the city in droves and this time they haven't come alone...


((OOC: Please put [Character | Location | OPEN/CLOSED ] in your subject header. Also, please specify in the subject header if you've signed up for a Witch encounter!))

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[rosso_fantasma]

That's a narrow enough area for Kyoko to search.

"Sit tight, I'll be right there."

She'll keep the communication channel open, though. Just in case. But with that wrapped up, she waits for an opening to leave her hiding spot, moving swiftly through the city in order to find Mami. It's kind of rough, having to dodge out of harms way instead of diving in to take out some of these things, but she manages well enough. Soon, she's within a few blocks of the park and begins to circle the area while calling out for the other girl.

"Mami-san!" A pause, waiting for a reply, before trying again. "Mami!" Gee, there sure are a lot of people to dodge in this area. Hopefully she'll be able to find her...

[yellowribbon]

The sound of her own name through all the chaos in her mind and around her was what drew Mami's attention to Kyoko. She rushed towards the voice and then found herself standing in front of Kyoko, hands still clutching her head as well as the communicator.

"S-Sakura-san... Thank goodness..."

[vintage_magic]

Lily shook her head and tugged at her skirt with a frown. "I rarely buy anything new. New clothes usually feel soulless and disturbing in their own way. Or worse, I feel the misery of the poorly paid workers who made them in some far flung country."

Moving around the apartment, she tried to think. Not the easiest task when flashes of that woman's life kept intruding thanks to the dress. Even if she could do without her usual vintage sleepwear for the night if necessary, it would be a problem if she woke up in the morning and still kept getting these visions.

She stopped by the windows and reached out to the closed curtains, an opaque purple to block out the sight of that creepy moon at night. Back home, she usually picked up sensations easily from all textiles but here her talent seemed limited to actual garments and accessories. "...I don't feel anything from these curtains."

It was crazy but if it worked for Scarlett O'Hara... She dragged a chair over as if to start taking down the draperies.

[rosso_fantasma]

Why does she have her head in her hands like that...?

There's plenty of concern rolling off of Kyoko that Mami is likely to pick up on, but at the same time she's making a large effort to stay as composed as possible amid the panic of the citizens. Her resolve is likely enough to mask some of that feeling, so at least it shouldn't be overwhelming. In spite of her worry, Kyoko knows that there's little time to try and figure out what's wrong.

"If you stay out here alone, one of those things is likely to try and eat you." The redhead shuts off the communication channel through her mirror before slipping it quickly into her pocket and holding her hand out to Mami. "Let's get rid of some of 'em before they try and do the same to anyone else."

[want_the_world]

[Now that Mello can think again, the connection between this and the attack outside is obvious.]

It started hours ago, and got worse.

[The witches might have gone back to a method that worked so well with the Madness, and put whatever caused this in the water--or air, or something else. Only one of them being exposed to whatever it is would explain why Mello's affected and Near isn't. Or it could be Meister-specific. Or any number of other plausible explanations. The method is only important if they can use it to make this shit stop.

He feels steadier now, each passing moment making him more certain he's not going to lose his grip on their resonance and get overwhelmed again. They have to be sure not to let this level of resonance slip, but he wants to get out there and kick some ass.]

They'll need us in the battle.

[witchone]

[Suddenly the bull moose bellowed a challenge to the air, sending some of the people not yet hurrying away to flee. The great animal seemed to lose interest when on call was returned and was bending his head to nip at the edge of the flower pot in question, finding nothing and beginning to walk down the street.

He snorted in annoyance when people didn't move fast enough out of his way and threateningly lowered his antlers. He paused before charging when a young woman skipped out a nearby alleyway to come and stand right up with the creature, offering her hands.]

You can come out, little mice.

[cardfortress]

[Near nods; he did feel like something wasn’t quite right, some time before Mello got back home.

Like his Meister, Near’s mind goes through the various possibilities at play, and he also knows that figuring out what caused this is only relevant if they can use that information to make this stop. Maybe they’ll find out what’s causing this and reverse the situation, and if not, well, they’ll just have to deal with it like they’ve been trying to do for the past minutes.

The way his partner feels steadier than before is definitely a very good indicator that he is well on his way to recovering from what the hell is happening-- or becoming much better at dealing with it, so that letting their resonance slip won’t mean getting one or both of them killed-- but simply feeling better is not enough guarantee that they can go out there and fight.]

I know, but we aren’t leaving until we’re certain you can handle it.

[Kicking kishin egg ass is definitely on his to-do list, too, but Near is far from being suicidal, and going out there with Mello’s mind still too vulnerable could definitely qualify as such; who knows what they’ll find on the streets, and who knows how strong these kishin eggs-- or other, more terrible creatures-- will be? No, they need to be absolutely sure that the odds are the best they can be given the circumstances, and that means taking all necessary precautions and not take unnecessary, dangerous risks.]

You have to sit up. Is your head still hurting?

[00110010_00110011]

He observed her shock with mild confusion.

Okay, but think you need to relax. Like me.

He was so calm, in fact, that felt none of his usual tension at using personal pronoun.

[loveanddreams]

His eyes moved to the hand on his sleeve and a brow lifted a little at that last claim. "I doubt that's the case," D replied calmly even as a man ran screaming from a charging bull moose.

"I assure you I'm quite good with animals and should be able to calm the creatures."

With the man having gotten away, the moose now stopped and turned its attention to them, lowering its head as if it were preparing to charge again.

[bloodinbloom]

"But they're not normal animals. They're summoned exclusively by Witches. They're not---!"

Noticing the moose looking at them, she stepped in front of D even though her legs shook. Without knowing if he was a Meister or Weapon, he was pretty much the most vulnerable between them. This wouldn't be good for work, but she wasn't going to let D get hurt.

[loveanddreams]

"I've dealt with many unusual animals before." Actually, he was usually the one summoning dangerous animals... "There is no need for concern."

The count stepped around her, murmuring soothing words as he approached the moose but the animal wouldn't be so easily calmed. It charged and fortunately for D, his Weapon instincts were better than his animal taming skills in this world. He transformed as the moose was about to toss him into the air with its antlers and an elaborate incense burner went flying towards Rosalia.

[bloodinbloom]

Rosalia opened her mouth to stop him, but the moose got him first. She shut her eyes, but then peeked at the flash. High in the air he was thrown and she gasped, rushing out. She didn't know what he had become exactly, but she caught the burner before it could hit the ground.

Holding him close, she quickly ran before the moose could come around and charge again. Her soul, in the meantime, reached out.

"Are you okay?"

[want_the_world]

You worry too much.

[But even though Mello wouldn't dream of admitting it, he's grateful Near's insisting he take longer to ready himself before going out into the fight. It's a risk; their resonance is very, very good, but counting on it to be perfect under stress is a gamble they haven't yet taken. Of course Near would want to do what they can to increase the likelihood of success as much as possible before they leave their flat.

The thought almost makes Mello huff a laugh, and, probably not coincidentally, the music he's kept playing in his mind reaches a section where the counterpoint of his theme and Near's is highlighted.

He uncurls, not letting go of Near's hands.]

But I'll humor you.

[Most of a smirk, now, but he can't hide that when he shifts away enough to look his Weapon in the eye, it's still as carefully as if he's moving something very fragile.]

It's better than it was. Some coffee wouldn't hurt.

[Except he's not ready to let go yet.]

[loveanddreams]

D was speechless for a few moments from the shock of failing to stop the moose's rampage. It hadn't listened to him at all.

Then, he heard Rosalia speaking to him. But it was more as if he could hear her thoughts as he'd been able to hear those of Chris. And where was he? All he could see was darkness around him. And his clothes had disappeared?

Despite his previous calm, his voice was actually a bit shaky now. "...I don't know. Where am I and what happened to my robe?"

[witchone]

[It takes her a bit too long to realize that others are after her. Not that she wasn't expecting it but she expected someone a little more....powerful.

She sets herself down on the nearest rooftop, giving up flying for the time being. A crooked smile is permanently etched across her face so picking out her emotion is hard. In fact, a peregrine falcon swoops down and lands on her shoulder and she stops, it's scream being the only real indication that her aggression level is rising.]

Are you guys in a hurry?

[computations]

[Of course she saw the witch. It was right there. Well, now she was.]

I surely hope you are not referring to us as common vermin.

[bloodinbloom]

Well, there was no need to go directly to the apartments right now. Quickly - and hopefully quietly - she made her way towards the Clinic, holding D close.

"Remember how I explained some Guests are Meisters and others are Weapons and the scan would've told us? Most Weapons learn how to transform in defense and... it looks like you're a Weapon."

Though, how would someone use a... music box? It was pretty - she still didn't know how his Weapon form would work. She slowed at the next corner with a sigh, realizing how out of breath she was. What was going on? She shouldn't be this tired already.

[motherofthesun]

"I'll relax once the invasion is over..."

She could only grumble slightly at his whole lax demeanor. Completely inappropriate right now, but she would make do. First going down would be that moose familiar though. It charged, she leapt, catching it by the throat and bringing it down. A normal wolf would require a pack, but Ammy wasn't normal.

[holdmydumbbell]

[Stay your curiosity for now, Kyubey. Chances are high you'll bump into said friend eventually! More Meisters for Kyubey to keep tabs on aw yes

Mondo wastes no time in taking a hold of the Soul Gem, reaching out with his soul to establish the resonance as fast as possible. His soul likely feels far more fired up than the last time the two resonated, more than what would be expected simply from being in a high-energy situation like this one.]

[pure_lineage]

[Sephiroth had witnessed the change in some of the other guests. He hadn't cared why that had been until now. The lack of any emotion out of Cloud was discerning, and the ex-General both displeased and concerned over just what could be causing such a reaction.

The lack of anything within those usually expressive blue eyes alarmed him along with the words that followed.]

Perhaps it is connected to the attack on the city. Are you able to fight?

[ritsu_kouyou]

[Akiha's temper flared at being called mice, but she controlled it fairly well. When she spoke, following up Sion's comment, there was an iciness to her words.]

Because that would be a mistake.

[neverlied]

[Within the soul space, Kyubey's ears perk up when he notices how Mondo's energy is different from the other day. His ability - whatever it was - seemed to be increasing his usual output. Well, resonation and transformation established, he could borrow some of this.]

Let's try this one. [Instead of an ice axe, Mondo would receive a standard battle axe.]

[dead_black_eyes]

[ooc: No problem!]

It was nearly impossible to look away from the scene; though L's legs wanted to bolt, to move now would have been foolish, as his partner would only be drawn to the bakery's store front with that urgent text. Hopefully, he'd arrive quickly... though L questioned how effective even a strong partnered pair could possibly be against what looked, honestly, like the Devil.

The scream that was Diablo's true beauty was like an icy knife in L's stomach, and the urge to flee was stronger than ever. He reached back for the door of the bakery, channeling his barely-controlled panic into getting inside... but it was locked, barring his access and leaving him outside, in the street, to witness a man's horrific death.

He swallowed, the phone slipping from his fingers and clattering to the ground as the chillingly calm monster turned fully toward him. Though his face and eyes remained blank and rigid, every other inch of the man was in minor but constant motion; he was trembling. Words failed him. Everything failed him. Despite L's famed arrogance and confidence in his own abilities, he was a slender mortal that those hands could snap like a toothpick if their owner willed it.

Death is not approaching. Death is here...

[terrorunleashed]

The fear emanating off of this one was almost intoxicating to the demon lord. That fear was so thick on the air that he could taste the sour tang it created. It would make for a truly wonderful new blank canvas for him to work on, and Diablo felt a desire to see what image would reveal itself to him while this human fell into the depths of his own terror.

The world around the small and weak looking human seemed to melt away. All of the carnage, all of the blood and destruction gone to be replaced by the darkness of his Shadow Realm. Diablo's entire body seemed to turn black when it appeared to be encased entirely within shadows, and yet he still approached the terrified mortal.

Diablo's body seemed to just mysteriously disappear in the blink of an eye. In his place, a creature seemed to tear itself out from the ground with a blood-curdling screech. Its arms clawed at the asphalt to pull itself out of the depths of hell below. The creature moved to stand up, and when the shadows cast away from it, the light revealed a faceless creature ready to take the shape of L's worst fear as it began to stalk its way over to the weak human.


[ooc: feel free to have L change it into his monster that wants to devour him :D tl;dr as much and as long as you like to get to the point where someone will come in. Diablo will just be watching. If you want me to NPC the creature, then leave me a note at the end of your reply and I will :) ]

[dead_black_eyes]

Once, before he'd wound up in Death City, Death had come knocking for L. Dreadfully real and urgent, he had looked at it, evaluated his situation, and gamely faced it, aware that he'd met his match and it was all a matter of who could move next. It hadn't been L's move, and he'd fallen, knowing that the game he'd played had carried that risk and accepting its consequences.

It was a death he'd had time to plan for; mere hours, but it had been enough. This was so sudden, and the most frightening thing about it by far was the fact that L knew he wasn't ready. He had no friends, he had no career at the moment outside of his work with the Watch, but he had a partner who understood him better than he did himself. They were the same kind of monster, to the point where every glaring, hideous flaw, every moment of selfishness and self-destruction and ego, was reflected back at the other. As seasoned liars, both of them, a stark canvas was needed to see the truth.

It wasn't a good time to die, because while he and Light consumed each other, at least neither of them could hurt anyone else. To leave would be to leave the City in the hands of the mass-murderer who had cut him down.

He was in darkness, now. The world around him, the city, its lights and screaming voices, melding into shadow as the skeletal beast continued to stalk toward him. And then he was gone, snuffed out like a candle, leaving only a blank, featureless thing that remained motionless for a few counts. Then, it began to shift and morph, tar-like, into something hulking, amorphous yet solid.

As its maw spread in a slow, razor-toothed grin, L's own hands covered his mouth, pressing against his lips until he could feel his teeth through the skin.

[ooc: If you could NPC the creature for a tag, that would be fantastic!]