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Event | Console Crash Chaos | Phase One
Characters: ALL!
Date: April 17-30, 2014
Location: Keeliai
Situation: In an unexpected and bold attack by Malicant, the console system is completely shut down while food and supply locations all around the city are targeted by bombings.
Warnings/Rating: Explosions! Possible descriptions of related aftermaths, injuries, death, etc.
Shortly after eight in the morning of the 17th, the consoles experience a strange glitching effect. They'll display 15-20 seconds of static, interrupting anything being done on them at the time, before going utterly dark. No power, no signal, completely offline even to detection of their normal bio-mechanical signatures. No amount of energy influx will get them going again, though taking them apart (or trying to) will still cause them to melt into goo.
Within minutes of the console shutdown, explosions will begin ripping through Keeliai. The bombs are all timed as close to simultaneous as coordinating a city-wide attack can be, with many going off within seconds of each other, throwing the thriving morning rush into chaos. They tear into businesses and across public spaces, collapsing walls and blowing piles of debris into the streets. Places of high traffic quickly become evident as prime targets: marketplaces, hospitals, schools and cafes. The streets take only moments to fill with panicking, screaming kedan trying to pull their injured fellows out of harm's way. All told, the explosions take place across approximately a 10-minute stretch and their explosive yields are fairly high.
In addition to the bombs that cause destruction through their blasts, smaller bombs are going off around the city that specifically target food and water supplies, particularly where large stocks of it were kept such as grocers, produce markets, and the like. Rather than cause mass damage, these explosions spray out a fine mist of spores. Any perishables in their immediate area that are splattered develop an oozing black mold within minutes, eventually breaking down organic substances that turn to foul smelling rot and release their own mist, perpetuating the cycle. While skin contact with the mist doesn't harm, inhaling or ingesting it will produce shakes, fever, vomiting with a cumulative effect that has the potential to be fatal. It is much slower to infect the water supply but the sheer volume of rotting perishables will eventually put enough of the spores to taint water sources, approximately 6-8 hours after the original bombings.
The police force are out as soon as possible and within the hour are helping move the injured to safer locations with Evandau in charge, right in their midst and shoulder to shoulder with his subordinates. Not being stockpiles for any of the apparent targets, many of the Foreigner residences have been left undamaged and, wary of putting them in further danger by collecting large groups in public spaces, Foreigners may even be asked to take in a few individuals or a kedan family.
Despite the number of explosions, there are far more reports of injuries as opposed to casualties. The person or persons (or That Bad Guy) responsible for this were, for this attack at least, more intent on damage than on death.
LINKS
Fire Sector | Earth Sector | Metal Sector | Water Sector | Wood Sector
Treating the Injured & Safe Houses | Investigations | OOC Plot Post
OOC NOTE: Remember that the consoles and network will be completely offline for the duration of this aspect of the the plot running April 17-23, though Foreigner tech is not affected. Plot questions can be directed to this comment. Have fun!
Date: April 17-30, 2014
Location: Keeliai
Situation: In an unexpected and bold attack by Malicant, the console system is completely shut down while food and supply locations all around the city are targeted by bombings.
Warnings/Rating: Explosions! Possible descriptions of related aftermaths, injuries, death, etc.
Shortly after eight in the morning of the 17th, the consoles experience a strange glitching effect. They'll display 15-20 seconds of static, interrupting anything being done on them at the time, before going utterly dark. No power, no signal, completely offline even to detection of their normal bio-mechanical signatures. No amount of energy influx will get them going again, though taking them apart (or trying to) will still cause them to melt into goo.
Within minutes of the console shutdown, explosions will begin ripping through Keeliai. The bombs are all timed as close to simultaneous as coordinating a city-wide attack can be, with many going off within seconds of each other, throwing the thriving morning rush into chaos. They tear into businesses and across public spaces, collapsing walls and blowing piles of debris into the streets. Places of high traffic quickly become evident as prime targets: marketplaces, hospitals, schools and cafes. The streets take only moments to fill with panicking, screaming kedan trying to pull their injured fellows out of harm's way. All told, the explosions take place across approximately a 10-minute stretch and their explosive yields are fairly high.
In addition to the bombs that cause destruction through their blasts, smaller bombs are going off around the city that specifically target food and water supplies, particularly where large stocks of it were kept such as grocers, produce markets, and the like. Rather than cause mass damage, these explosions spray out a fine mist of spores. Any perishables in their immediate area that are splattered develop an oozing black mold within minutes, eventually breaking down organic substances that turn to foul smelling rot and release their own mist, perpetuating the cycle. While skin contact with the mist doesn't harm, inhaling or ingesting it will produce shakes, fever, vomiting with a cumulative effect that has the potential to be fatal. It is much slower to infect the water supply but the sheer volume of rotting perishables will eventually put enough of the spores to taint water sources, approximately 6-8 hours after the original bombings.
The police force are out as soon as possible and within the hour are helping move the injured to safer locations with Evandau in charge, right in their midst and shoulder to shoulder with his subordinates. Not being stockpiles for any of the apparent targets, many of the Foreigner residences have been left undamaged and, wary of putting them in further danger by collecting large groups in public spaces, Foreigners may even be asked to take in a few individuals or a kedan family.
Despite the number of explosions, there are far more reports of injuries as opposed to casualties. The person or persons (or That Bad Guy) responsible for this were, for this attack at least, more intent on damage than on death.
LINKS
Fire Sector | Earth Sector | Metal Sector | Water Sector | Wood Sector
Treating the Injured & Safe Houses | Investigations | OOC Plot Post
OOC NOTE: Remember that the consoles and network will be completely offline for the duration of this aspect of the the plot running April 17-23, though Foreigner tech is not affected. Plot questions can be directed to this comment. Have fun!
Rex Salazar | Open
Just minutes after the last of the equipment had been moved, a loud explosion rocked the area, the strong, resulting tremors sending tools everywhere and causing shelving to collapse. There was a gut wrenching CREAK as something gave way outside and slammed into the side of the building, busting a large hole in the wall and scattering debris everywhere. Grabbing the garage owner, Rex pulled him under the nearest work bench and built out one Smack Hand to put between them and the crumbling section of wall. From the look and sound of it, part of the building immediately next door had at least partially collapsed and struck the garage as it came down.
Once the shaking stopped and it seemed things had settled for the moment, Rex threw off the bench and stood up, the kedan at his side and fortunately unharmed. As they made their way toward the door out to the main street and forced it open, the sights and sounds of chaos greeted them. Dark smoke curled into the air overhead, the street full of panicked kedan as they hurried to get away from the blast area, some of them carrying out injured with them. Hardly five seconds later, there was another explosion several blocks down and a few streets over, debris flying upward and outward, the noise causing the nearby kedan to scream even louder and head in the opposite direction.
It was about then that something Damian had said came back to him. About how one never knew when the stakes would go up. Well, true enough, but it wasn't like Rex was wholly unprepared for this. He'd seen his share of terrorist attacks back home, after all. And now that everything had gone crazy, it was time to go to work.
Rex gripped the shoulder of the kedan garage owner. "Get somewhere safe, now. Go!"
He then turned and ran a short distance before building out the Boogie Pack and flying straight toward the initial explosion's ground zero. If anyone was too injured to escape on their own or trapped beneath the debris, Rex intended to find them and get them to safety.
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"Naga, stay!" All she said as she rushed out the door and into the air. Her Lantern uniform was only off by the green cast that cushioned the actual splint underneath so she could walk properly.
A giant green shovel shot out from her ring and she began to scoop up the wreckage to look for anyone that might be trapped underneath. But Korra noticed Rex as she surveyed the area and she alighted carefully nearby him.
"Rex! Did you see it when it happened?" Korra was running off fumes and she just barely started, but it was her will alone that kept her and ring going.
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"Unfortunately, I was a little too busy trying not to get crushed by part of a falling wall at the time, so no," he responded, getting his train of thought back on track with the issue at hand. "Only thing I did sort of see and hear was another explosion several blocks down after I got outside and I haven't had a chance to get high enough up to see how widespread this mess is, yet."
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"I only heard them, too. Other things happened in the morning." Korra didn’t even motion at her leg, she was too busy thinking about what she saw while she was flying. "Everywhere. The entire city. It’s search and rescue right now, the police set up safehouses and temporary clinics. I was in one."
Adrenaline and perseverance was only to get her so far on her own. "Need an extra pair of hands?" Two big green hands formed from her ring.
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While it seemed like the city was going to pieces around them, neither of them would be any good to anyone if they weren't fit enough to stay upright and on their own two feet. So if Korra was injured, Rex wanted to know about it.
As for the rest...
"I think it's less me and more the kedan needing the extra pair of hands. Details aside, yeah. The sooner we can clear the area of civilians and make sure no one else is trapped here, the sooner we can move onto the next location."
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"Yes. Broken leg." She retracted the cast, parts of it floating away from her leg to reveal the splint on her leg and the padding underneath her uniform just above her knee. Her frame shifted slightly from the cast not giving the additional support. "Some guy shot a weapon at me earlier, but the wound's seared shut and I healed some of it." At least she wasn't pale anymore.
"But you're right." The cast collected itself back around her leg. "We need to get anyone to safety." They were more important than her discomfort, and she knew Rex had that sense of duty.
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Certainly Rex had not known Korra all that long, but she'd been one of the people to immediately offer him a helping hand his first day in the city. Additionally, more than anyone else thus far, he also felt something of a connection with her. Both of them were one of a kind in their respective worlds.
And what reason would anyone have to hurt her in such a way? The explosions had been a real wake up call for Rex as to how serious this situation really was and if they were all ultimately on the same side, they didn't have time to be causing injury to one another or fighting uselessly among themselves.
Moving toward a building that had completely collapsed, smoke still rising from the remains, Rex began to shift the debris to get it out of the way. He worked as quickly as he dared, not wanting to pull something clear and have the rest come crashing down on him or anyone who might be within an open pocket beneath the wreckage.
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"That's not a good idea. Trust me, whatever he was using really takes you out." Most of the damage had been from Korra's body going into shock from the blood loss, but if she could keep that from happening to anyone else then she would.
Pointing her ring at what was still standing, Korra formed several support beams to hold them up and rose higher into the air to get a bird's eye view of the scene. To see if there might be movement outside of where Rex was working.
And there was, but she couldn't tell if it was the wind or someone trying to climb out.
"To your left! I think I saw something. Or someone." She formed one more support beam to prevent a charred wall from falling inwards.
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As he dug through the debris, Smack Hands overturning and shoving aside pieces of the fallen building, a shout from above got his attention. He glanced up to see Korra overhead, then turned to his left, looking for movement. While he didn't see anything right off, Korra did have the height advantage. Tossing the large slat of metal he had in one mechanical gauntlet aside, Rex changed locations.
"Hey! Is there anyone in there?" he called out as he reached the indicated spot.
Tilting his head slightly, Rex waited a few seconds, straining to hear over the background noise and chaos in the wake of the attacks. There was a muffled sound from underneath the pile, something that sounded like a weak, vocal response. Then an extremity that could pass for a hand reached up through a gap between two large, broken supports.
"Hang on, we'll get you out!" Rex began to dig, pulling bits of wall away from the heavier wreckage before really digging in to try and lift one of the fallen beams out of the way. The entire pile was starting to shift, though, dangerously close to sliding down over itself. "Korra, gonna need that hand you promised down here!"
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A chunk of cement was uncovered and she forcefully thrust her arms to the side, earthbending it out of the way to show an arm underneath; fingers feebly reaching outward. Her eyes darted up to Rex. Her constructs were spread out and she couldn't pull them out delicately thanks to her leg.
"I can take them to the nearest safehouse."
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"Fortunately, they don't look like they're in real bad shape," Rex responded as he glanced to Korra. "Sure you can handle them both? If you can, I'll stay here and keep digging. If not, I can take one and you can take the other."
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"Keep digging, there might be more. I'll be back before you know it."
Korra forced a smile and assured them the same way she had the airbending kids back home. "Let's fly and see if we can find your family." And before the question of how they were going to fly even came up, a green light flashed out of Korra's ring to make a sky bison rise up underneath them and into the air.
She looked over at Rex before taking off. "Stay safe." The flight would be short, but more bombs could be set to detonate for all she knew.
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"Alright, and you too," Rex called after Korra as she departed with the kedan. Despite the absolute disaster around them, he somehow managed a small, appreciative smile at the way the Avatar managed to handle the kids. It was a fleeting expression, however, Rex's eyes narrowing behind his goggle lenses as he turned back to the task at hand. "Man, it's gonna be a long day and probably an even longer night..."
He could do this, though. He could. After all, he'd survived the catastrophe that was the worldwide sleeping plague, even despite terrible exhaustion and numerous ability crashes. Just a matter of staying as focused as possible and not quitting until the job was done.
Heading deeper into the disaster zone and into the thick of the smokey haze surrounding the area, Rex began to call out, searching for anyone who might still be trapped there.
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Or, in her case, more air.
The smell of burnt metal hit her nostrils the moment she crossed over into the sector. It stung her eyes and irritated her nose; more than once, Zatanna had to pull the hem of her shirt over her face to try and hold some of it back. Twice inside of a minute, she coughed, accidentally inhaling more than a few of the vapors.
"This isn't working," she murmured to herself in frustration. "The smoke's too thick. I can't even see the ground from here..."
Which meant she would have to land.
Of course, the fifteen-year-old just barely touched ground when she heard a muffled voice in the distance. Somebody calling for others to get to safety. There were people inside. Because of course they were.
"Dniw," she summoned, drawing a large gust of fresh air in hopes of at least cleaning some of the smoke out of the way. Then she might have a better idea which burning building to run into.
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Though he'd found a piece of cloth by that point to tie around the lower half of his face, Rex was starting to feel the affects of smoke inhalation nonetheless. He was more than human, but not invincible. Face wet with sweat, he quickly glanced over the mess in front of him through his amber lens goggles in an attempt to figure out the best way to get through. Meanwhile, the trapped kedan continued to call out, pleading with him to hurry.
"Stop panicking and stay down!" he called back as he built out the BFS, the six foot long broadsword taking the place of his lower right arm. "I'll have you out in a second!"
Reaching for the handle along the hilt, Rex pulled it down, turning the weapon into a large buzz saw. He then began cutting into the beams, hoping he'd pick all the right points to sever. If he didn't, everything might come crashing down.
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...Jack is so not going to like this...
The last time she ran into a burning building, Zatanna's nearly collapsed from smoke inhalation. Of course, that wasn't going to stop her from doing everything she could to help whoever it was inside. She would just have to be...more careful this time. Right.
"Where are you?" She called out from the doorway. The sound of buzzing came from nearby. Maybe the next room, maybe the one after. It was difficult to pinpoint over the roar of the flames. The structure was weakening; she could see some of the wall paint peeling from the intense heat. Another gust of wind blew some of it back, but she couldn't fully extinguish it without risking blowing the flames directly in somebody else's way. "I'm here to help! Just tell me what room!"
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"We're in here!" he shouted back as loudly as he was able. "Workshop area in back!"
Unfortunately, they were running out of time. With the building ablaze, the overall structure growing weaker by the minute. Slicing through a section of fallen beam, Rex was able to get part of it clear, enough to release one of the trapped kedan.
"Get out through the front," Rex instructed. "If someone's there, send them this way!"
As the kedan nodded and ran off, a chunk of ceiling overhead fell inward, barely missing him as it crashed to the floor. Rex brought his free arm up, shielding his face from the spray of embers and ash that blew back from the impact. As he turned back toward the remaining trapped kedan, however, the pile of rubble began to crumble. With only a second or two to make a decision and act, Rex traded the BFS buzz saw for the Smack Hands and got underneath the sliding supports as best he could, catching them and bracing his feet as best he could.
"Man, this sucks!" The heat and smoke were really starting to get to him, his teeth gritted as he tried to shift the pile further without it coming down.
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"This way!" Another gust of wind temporarily cleared the way for the first ones to make it out. The next few simply followed. "Hurry! The whole place is collapsing!"
...significantly sooner than she expected; bits of the roof were seconds away from collapsing when she noticed. It would have blocked the entire front room. Instinctively, the young magician held her hands up and called out a shielding spell. The weight of the entire room above was suddenly on her shoulders. Well...magically speaking, of course.
"I can't keep this up forever, you know!" She called out to whoever was still listening. There had to be somebody else; she could hear him complaining in the other room as well.
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"Cut me some slack and just buy me a few more seconds!" he called back before being forced to duck his head, more debris raining down from above. "Guys, not getting any cooler in here! Hurry it up!"
Finally, the kedan broke through completely and managed to escape, rushing past Rex and toward the door. Shoving the broken support beams back and down, Rex allowed the rest of the pile to collapse before shedding his machines and following the kedan out. As they exited to the front area, he saw who had been shouting at them, though he wasn't entirely sure what she was doing until he glanced up to see the ceiling threatening to cave in.
Que gacho.
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Of course, nearly bumping into her fellow co-rescuer along the way.
"Less gawking, more exiting!" She called out to him. Possibly a bit snappier than intended, but hey, circumstances. "I swear, I will drop this whole thing on you if you don't get your butt out of here right now."
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For all he knew, the power that was allowing her to somehow keep the place from coming down around them would also save her if she couldn't escape. Yet he didn't want to automatically assume that. The only reliable information was what he knew about himself; even if the building fell in on him, it was unlikely that would kill him. He'd certainly survived worse, even if he had needed time after to heal.
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Another piece of the ceiling cracked and splintered, sending a rain of glowing sparks showering down on them.
Oh, forget this. She didn't have time to argue or be witty. Without giving herself a chance to explain (if he got upset, she'd apologize later), Zatanna called out the first spell she could think of: "Teg su tuo fo ereh!"
Twin gusts of wind swirled around herself and her current ally, enveloping them within seconds. Barely enough time to react. Within seconds, they both vanished.
Just in time for the roof to come crashing down.
Outside the building, the spell proceeded to deposit them both of a small patch of nearby grass.
Zatanna almost immediately collapsed onto the ground, letting out the breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding as she sat back, arms supporting the majority of her weight behind her. She coughed twice--probably just the smoke--before laying down fully on her back, arms lifted slightly over her head to expand her lungs and help her regain some oxygen.
"Let's...not do that again anytime soon," she called out as she closed her eyes. Enjoying the feeling of the cool wind blowing against her face.
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--and he landed somewhere outside in a patch of grass. Taken off balance by the sudden shift, Rex fell backwards onto his hind end, eyes wide as he tried to figure out what the heck had just happened. Nearby, his latest ally in search and rescue was also in the grass, having just dropped down onto her back. Had they teleported somehow...? The sound of creaking metal caught his attention and he turned his head to see the remainder of the building they'd just escaped collapsing completely.
Reaching up, Rex removed the cloth from the lower half of his face with one hand and pulled his goggles up with the other. "Yeah, let's not. Though you wanna tell me what just happened? How did we get from there to here?"
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"If I said magic, would you believe me?"
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"No, not really," he responded, tone hedging on annoyed. Because magic, seriously? "What else you got?"
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