soul_mods: (Witch's Soul)
Soul Campaign Moderation Journal ([personal profile] soul_mods) wrote in [community profile] soul_logs2014-03-14 10:40 pm

EVENT: Witch Attack on the City!

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...


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pishirogane: Art by: Moonku (Contemplating)

[personal profile] pishirogane 2014-03-18 05:58 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm doing my best. We just have to remain on the move."

When he stumbled, she gave his soul a reassuring rub, eyes snapping over to the mailbox as it dented. This was just getting worse. He wouldn't be good for detecting this machine very soon.

"Well, I wouldn't check the school. I mean, how would the school grounds be breached considering the teachers?"
topgun_textiles: (Heading for the scene!)

[personal profile] topgun_textiles 2014-03-19 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
Comfort, met with a grateful shudder. He wanted to be done with this and back in working order soon.

"Exactly! Which leaves the graveyard, maybe, or the bazaar wreckage?" He turned down an alleyway and hoped like hell he wouldn't run into anyone else taking refuge here.

"I'll make a break for the graveyard first!"
pishirogane: (Under my skin)

[personal profile] pishirogane 2014-03-19 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
"We'll need to check all those locations eventually. Just hold on..."

Too much ammunition and too much energy. She could only continue to soothe him while tracing this source. Where could it be?
topgun_textiles: (pic#4245663)

[personal profile] topgun_textiles 2014-03-19 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
He nodded as he hurried along, his ears filled with a soft ringing in his mild fatigue, along with his pounding footsteps on the concrete. He knew these streets well. If he needed to be somewhere, he'll be there in short order.

But he heard bursts of power, cackling laughter, and battle cries growing fainter as he went. All he could do for now is hope everyone would hold out until they found the thing.

Their friends were strong. He would trust them. Straining, he forced his soul 'upright'. He wouldn't have her tire herself keeping him steady. H-he'd do it himself, damn it...! But how long could he hold out?