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Entry tags:
- post: npc,
- thread: tim drake,
- thread: zatanna zatara,
- † amaterasu,
- † amelia wil tesla sailune,
- † annabeth chase,
- † ariadne,
- † arthur,
- † arthur curry,
- † bruce banner,
- † castiel,
- † damian wayne,
- † dean winchester,
- † dick grayson,
- † dorian gray,
- † finnick odair,
- † garth,
- † jack frost,
- † jane shepard,
- † jason grace,
- † johanna mason,
- † kaldur'ahm,
- † king richard,
- † kon-el,
- † kyle rayner,
- † leo valdez,
- † leonardo (2012),
- † livewire,
- † lord henry wotton,
- † marian carlyle,
- † mavis dracula,
- † natasha romanoff,
- † ororo munroe,
- † percy jackson,
- † rikki barnes,
- † rose tyler,
- † steve rogers,
- † stocking anarchy,
- † tazendra,
- † tony stark (mcu),
- † una persson,
- † vanessa cleveland,
- † victor borkowski,
- † zelgadis greywords
Event | Satellite | Spectres!
Characters: Any and all!
Date: May 23 - 26, 2013
Location: Keeliai, turtleside, ARSHEPHELIOS cluster remains
Situation: Repairs and salvage operations operating innocently have triggered an invasion of spectres that possess and wreak havoc upon all they see.
Warnings/Rating: Please put CW in your subject lines
Satellite Crash Event
Crash Landing | Salvage Party | Shocking Spectres
Questions | Keeliai | ARSHEPHELIOS
Salvage is sweet, but not all is well on board the ARSHEPHELIOS cluster. The seamless cylinders salvaged from debris and the cluster, now being frequently traded, turn out to be pods the first time one is penetrated or cracked open. Each breached pod releases a flood of energy-based apparitions hellbent on world domination -- or, more accurately, person domination (and it's not the fun kind).
These apparitions -- spectres, if you will -- are driven by a need to protect the technology of the satellite cluster that their pods are associated with. They will stop at nothing to see this through. Each is immune to physical attacks, but seem to be injured or dissipated entirely by things like electrical shock or other energy-based projections. If people touch them, there is also a brief window of vulnerability, but it acts also like a door that swings both way. Through contact, these spectres can and will invade one's psyche, take over their body and cause them to attack friend or foe alike! Should the possessed body be subjected to sufficient electrical shock, the possession should fade. Strong natural will can also drive the spectres out, but it is no walk in the park to do so. Possession is not the only tool in the arsenal, for these spectres use electricity as their main offensive weapon. They'll leave deep-tissue burns on anyone they fight, and show no degree of fatigue after constant use of it.
Ten thousand of these creatures will be freed from pods, resulting in a veritable flood of Keeliai, the turtleside, and the satellite cluster. With such a driven enemy, it comes down to killing or being killed.
Meanwhile, those taking shelter indoors may notice that the spectres will get into the biomechanical functions of Keeliai. Consoles will be malfunctioning during this time, with lines of mysterious code and strange, ghostly images. One might hear people screaming for help or hours of patchy radio static.
Date: May 23 - 26, 2013
Location: Keeliai, turtleside, ARSHEPHELIOS cluster remains
Situation: Repairs and salvage operations operating innocently have triggered an invasion of spectres that possess and wreak havoc upon all they see.
Warnings/Rating: Please put CW in your subject lines
Satellite Crash Event
Crash Landing | Salvage Party | Shocking Spectres
Questions | Keeliai | ARSHEPHELIOS
Salvage is sweet, but not all is well on board the ARSHEPHELIOS cluster. The seamless cylinders salvaged from debris and the cluster, now being frequently traded, turn out to be pods the first time one is penetrated or cracked open. Each breached pod releases a flood of energy-based apparitions hellbent on world domination -- or, more accurately, person domination (and it's not the fun kind).
These apparitions -- spectres, if you will -- are driven by a need to protect the technology of the satellite cluster that their pods are associated with. They will stop at nothing to see this through. Each is immune to physical attacks, but seem to be injured or dissipated entirely by things like electrical shock or other energy-based projections. If people touch them, there is also a brief window of vulnerability, but it acts also like a door that swings both way. Through contact, these spectres can and will invade one's psyche, take over their body and cause them to attack friend or foe alike! Should the possessed body be subjected to sufficient electrical shock, the possession should fade. Strong natural will can also drive the spectres out, but it is no walk in the park to do so. Possession is not the only tool in the arsenal, for these spectres use electricity as their main offensive weapon. They'll leave deep-tissue burns on anyone they fight, and show no degree of fatigue after constant use of it.
Ten thousand of these creatures will be freed from pods, resulting in a veritable flood of Keeliai, the turtleside, and the satellite cluster. With such a driven enemy, it comes down to killing or being killed.
Meanwhile, those taking shelter indoors may notice that the spectres will get into the biomechanical functions of Keeliai. Consoles will be malfunctioning during this time, with lines of mysterious code and strange, ghostly images. One might hear people screaming for help or hours of patchy radio static.
KEELIAI
Protection and self defense are the primary goals of these spectres as they search out other pods to break open, freeing comrades to assist them. They attack any bearing signs of technology and some are quick to jump into the biomechanical systems of the turtle.
Friend turning foe raises suspicion between the kedan and they begin to question any that approach them. They do not outright attack, fearing being mistaken for the possessed, but they will avoid close contact and hide any possessions they feel may draw spectre attention.
The police force reacts within a few hours, but with officers equally at risk for being possessed? Things are not as effective as they could be. Foreigners able to withstand or otherwise counter possession are encouraged to take up arms by a decree from the Alderwood Commander -- who is on the frontlines himself, trying to apprehend possessed parties and bestowing temporary authorities on those capable of combatting them.
Meanwhile, the criminal element continues to make the best of a chaotic situation, with looting and mugging on the rise. They claim possession if caught and are displeased on those occasions when that is the literal truth. Still, profiteering cannot wait for a peaceful day and they continue onwards in spite of karma taking over their comrades and turning them against one another worse than any gang war previously has.]
Lord Henry and Dorian Gray (closed, CW for de-possession fun, 2+ days into the event)
Now Henry finds himself making his way through the streets of the Fire sector, more terrified than he's even been in his life, an unwilling passenger in his own body. His movements are more fluid, predatory, and his expression is blank. He wants nothing more than to go home and hide, but something has taken over his limbs and carries him along the streets—seeking something, from the way his gaze shoots rapidly from one thing to the next, but he hasn't the faintest idea what. A kedan of the city police tries to stop him, but to Henry's horror, his own hand reaches out and delivers a scorching burn to the kedan's throat.
Lord Henry Wotton is not a religious man, but he's now praying to a God he only dimly believed in to send someone to deliver him from himself.
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Non!Possessed Jack - OPEN
Hey! Knock it off, you can have the piece of junk if you want it that bad!
[ The offer did nothing to appease the kedan and he swung the bar again, forcing Jack to use his own staff to block the strike. Thankfully he'd recovered enough that his touch was strengthening the ancient wood with its protective ice and Jack retaliated with a short burst of crackling frost, hoping to scare the native off. Instead a wavering apparition separated from the kedan who stumbled backward, babbling about a ghost controlling his mind. The thing lunged at Jack and the winter teen reacted much as he had to the jianshi, unleashing a sharp bolt of lightning ice at it; it screeched and vanished, leaving only the teen and the kedan.
What was that? Jack asked but there was no answer forthcoming and he looked at his staff. If he could fight them, if the cold fire could hurt them, he'd use it to protect. ]
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they can totally be magic staff buddies lmao
they'd be the best magic staff buddies
they can have a secret staff handshake :P
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possessed!Jack - OPEN
He didn't see the spectre until it was almost on top of him, reacted more out of instinct to the wind's shrill whistle. It struck him with a crackle of electricity and Jack shouted, feeling the strike roll over his body. Yet before he could retaliate, it dove at him (through, no, inside!) and it was like the sensation of being walked through by those who could not see him only multiplied by a hundred and didn't fade as the other feeling did. Jack struggled against a force that had no physical form, no point he could lash out and strike, feeling it fighting to overtake his limbs for its own. The spectre held fast, pressing itself into every crack and crevice of his mind, reached somewhere deep inside him and found what the spirit kept quashed down.
No-no-no-no not that!
Afraid, Jack abandoned the mental effort to reclaim possession of his body in favour of folding everything he had around that vital thing like a shield, and then he felt the last of his control slip away. ]
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sometime during his possession time? 8D
yessss
excellent /steepled fingers
/little squeals of happy
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:\ (let me know if this works?)
perfect!
SIGH.
zap him again! lol
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Open
[Which was fine until she met her first spectre and figured out that swords weren't terribly effective. And that touching them was required to land any damaging blows at all. And what whole possession thing, which left Tazendra standing in one place, her limbs twitching, as she tried to will her body into behaving without the magical aid she could use for psychic assaults. A very brave (and very stupid, considering the circumstances) kedan could have picked her pocket at that moment without resistance.]
[Her will was strong enough to defeat the spectre... and the added boost of sheer rage helped her beat the stuffing out of it for trying, but now she was leaning against a wall, more than a bit burned and mentally fatigued, taking stock.]
Well. This will be a challenging day, I see.
[... which does nothing to dampen her mood, because if there's anything Tazendra likes better than a fight, it's a challenging fight. And, at the moment, any fight would be more challenging for her]
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~open~
[The attack was subtle. Sleep was becoming increasingly rare, with all the damage that had been sustained. Her suite was hardly the worst of it. Some places looked almost completely decimated. The point was, she was tired and stressed and, really, it wasn't her fault when she suddenly turned to see a flash of...something.]
[A chill like she had never known enveloped her entire body, causing her to shiver violently. Zatanna knew cold, but she had never felt a cold like this before. It felt...empty. Dark. Not unlike those first few moments after she had put on the Helmet, surrounding her physical form to the spirit of Nabu.]
'In fact...this is exactly what that felt like'
[One of the last thoughts running through her mind before she slipped into a seemingly endless blackness.]
((ooc: Soranik will ultimately be the one to zap her out of it. Until then, anyone is welcome to run into possessed!Zatanna))
THIS WILL END WELL
OBVIOUSLY
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[Closed at the moment]
He's paused for a drink of water near destroyed Foreigner suites when he hears the screaming. Steve would have gone to investigate no matter what. Someone in pain, someone helpless enough to make that sound, would have drawn him like a fly to a pitcher plant. He climbs through the rubble, looking for the source of the cries, calling out over them as he goes.
"Hello? Can you hear me? I'm here to help you. Tell me your name."
The screams break off into sobbing, without response, and then redouble before he finds their source.
It's the suite's console, cracked but still functional. He hesitates, alarm bells going off as he reaches for the keys, but if this is a live broadcast he needs to do something, and he needs to do it now.
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IT'S CLOBBERING TI-- no that's not right. completely open!
Since he's immune to possession, he's freakishly effective at tearing up the specters and takes great joy in doing so. He also seems to have no intention of stopping, and if you get in the way, you're liable to be treated as an enemy, too. So approach with caution! People that Bruce likes and/or who present themselves as fellow ghost smashers may get begrudging acceptance.
You're welcome to run into him anywhere across the city. If you want a specific set up, feel free to ping me on plurk or PM me and we'll figure it out!]
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I completely appreciate the clarification!! :) she will probably get attacked next tag, lol
that is a-okay! :D
excellent!
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MISTER GRIMM!?--oh hi hulk
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Late? :/
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open like an open thing
She's already barked and growled and chased off some ruffians, but the possessed? She has yet to find them. Honestly, she doesn't even know if she can tell who is possessed and who isn't, considering these aren't demons she's familiar with.
Still, she patrols around, keeping her eyes and ears open for any sign of trouble. Her Solar Flare disc spins lazily above her back, but she's ready to use it to possibly smack people if necessary, possessed or simply making trouble.]
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OPEN
Ha. Ha ha ha ha WRONG.
Dean is one of those lucky people who is perfect for possession. He was bred for it, after all. He's also unlucky enough to be in the right place at the wrong time. A kedan woman caught in the melee stumbles, too intent on hiding the insignificant bit of technology in her hand to catch herself. Dean reaches to help her stand up and then it's like he's taken a taser to the chest, the jolt is so strong. He knows there's something wrong just like he knows there's nothing he can do about it and--
Oh.
Wow. So this is what it feels like to be possessed. He is never making fun of Sam for that one again. Jesus.
Inside his own mind, Dean fights and snarls and struggles. Maybe with enough time, he could take control, but considering he just electrocuted the kedan, time isn't something he has much of. He's just hoping Cas shows up before anyone else does.]
[ooc: Castiel is the lucky exorcist, but anybody else is more than welcome to encounter Dean.]
CHRONOLOGICALLY LAST
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open
When he strikes the possessed down with nova artes (and what a relief to realize that those are as effective as the lightning attack he learned from Cheria, after his spirit-damagers prove ineffective) he hits with the broad side of the blade. And then he stops, gathers the energy to cast Antidote, and heals as much of the damage as he can before taking the person aside to real healers or somewhere safe they can recover.
So the process is slow. Attack, heal, and move, over and over. The spectres he cuts through with his wider ranged attacks. Of course, he couldn't possibly pass by someone in need of protection or an ally. And being the damage magnet he is, he may well need a bit of protecting himself.]
open
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Kon possession || open
It was stupid to think that everything was going to be okay after that. Nothing was ever over that easily, there always had to be something and Kon was back out in the streets after maybe two hours of sleep, trying to help again. Spectres, fantastic.
He came across his first one down the side of a building, noticing that his TTK was doing nothing in slamming it with force, looked like it was going to be the good old fashioned physical hand to hand stuff. Kon had taken a swing for the spectre and passed through it, watching as it seemed to leap at him. Through him. He wasn't sure what was going on, what had it done to him? It passed through his TTK field and hit him hard with electricity as it...passed. Only Kon didn't feel it leave.
He stumbled back, doubled over at the sensation that went through him, the pain that the spectre caused and when he realised it was inside of him? It was already too late. He fought against it, tried to move, tried to force it out but he couldn't move, he could feel his body slowly going numb to him, feel his arms growing light as he watched them bend against his own control and it set him off in a panic. He was losing control of his body against something he couldn't even hit, he was being controlled and he wanted to scream, he tried to reach out, but his arm through the arms he could see like it was a jacket. Slip back into his body and get this thing out. Was this...Was this what it was going to be like if another Lex showed up and actually said those words? Was he going to feel trapped? Did Conner feel trapped? Scared and angry? Seeing things but unable to do anything about it?
Kon was trapped inside, screaming for help and he tried all the time to reach out and wrestle the control back. Coming out of the alley he saw some kedan running down the street and called out them, telling them to stay back, but his mouth didn't move and no words came out.]
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attack of the blondes [closed]
That's not unusual. What is unusual is the fact that the kedan is running, at him, and there's some kind of entity alongside the guy.
Actually, what is he kidding. For a second, Percy's not even surprised, because this is exactly the kind of thing that happens in his life. "Uh. Guys?" Maybe he's been grumbling too much, because they don't seem to notice. Percy lets the salvage hit the ground as he uncaps Riptide. The sword leaps to life in his hand and he pivots, ducking under the kedan's flailing arm and smacking him in the head with the hilt, knocking the guy unconscious in a single blow.
"Guys!"
He hears it before he sees it, the crackling of an energy attack. He spins, seeing the electricity arc from whatever the thing is, right towards Annabeth.
Percy doesn't even have to think about it. Water explodes from the palm of his hand, rushing out and forming a shield around her and Leo. There's a brief second before the attack hits the water where something in his brain goes wait, oh no, crap-- and then he's hitting the ground, the remnants of the water shield splashing down with him. Because being electrocuted sucks, and being electrocuted at a moment when you're kind of made of water sucks more.
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Kara Possession | Hulk and Traci are last chronologically
There's only a moment of confusion and fear when the thing found its way inside her, into her brain. The rest is anger. Inside her own head she kicks and screams and demands to be released, while outside her body goes on a rampage. A Kryptonian under a yellow sun is capable of so much destruction, and she seems determined to level the city. Anyone who gets in her way faces laser vision, super-powered fists, even pieces of rubble picked up and thrown with hardly an effort.
Every time she manages to pull herself away without a casualty she wants to cry with relief. ]
Re: Kara Possession | Hulk and Traci are last chronologically
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Closed to Rose Tyler
How does she fight possession? She doesn't want to hurt other people for something they can't control - although she's pretty sure that the mugging she's just witnessed was performed out of pure greed and a need to act out against fear.
She's too busy watching the chaos unfold to notice the spectre flying close to her. It's only when it begins to cover her molecules that she realizes what's happening. It can't possess her, not like this, but it's like being drowned. She's felt this once before, when Hector had tried to merge them together, as if they could become one in the most literal of terms.
In a panic, she begins to reform, tugging her molecules away from the spectre. The pain, the suffocation, eases as she solidifies in the air, drawing in a deep breath.
And then she's falling to the ground, hitting the cement hard enough to knock the wind out of her. Shit.]
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Open!
After somehow managing to fight off possession by the skin of her teeth, she finds herself realizing the enormity of the situation she's found herself in. And despite wanting so much to help everyone she possibly can, she's useless. There's no way to help stop the looting or make those that are possessed and harming one another stop, and that leaves her aimlessly running through the sectors just trying to survive and avoid a second up close and personal spectre encounter.
She's managed to find herself something that might have been an axe at one point, but now is nothing but a long handle with the start of a metal tip at the end. It's not a good weapon, but maybe it'll work to defend herself if need be. It also works to poke at the pods that are scattered about and appear to be empty. Ones that she encounters are angrily swatted at in hopes that with enough effort she'll be able to crack them apart to pieces. They deserve it, for causing all of this. And maybe there's some kind of trigger in one of them, something that will send them all away if it's broken. It's hopeful thinking, but at this point she's not very sure what else she can do.]
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jim kirk | open
If there's anyone fighting nearby, he'll automatically gravitate towards them, to help or assist as necessary. Even if they don't seem to actually need it.]
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jim kirk, lantern magnet
gotta catch 'em all
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cw: blood, character death
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Finnick Odair | Open!
He folds easily under the pressure of the presence in his mind, finding himself pushed back and no longer in possession of his own body. When his hand lifts, fingers flexing, he isn't the one controlling it. If he was, Finnick wonders if he would have had the strength of mind to impale himself, to rid his body of this unwanted driver before it went on to hurt others.]
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Re: Finnick Odair | Open!
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Finnick Odair | Open!
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open - and if someone wants to try and possess her, go for it.
Which is why she's just flattened a kedan gangster with what looks for all the world like a cricket bat—it seems to serve some similar function in a kedan game she doesn't know the rules for—and is now squared off with the guy's buddy, who is pretending to be possessed and doing it very badly.
You might help her out, or maybe you'll encounter her later, as she's patrolling the Wood sector and trying to stay in control of her own body.]
hey thar, have a Tony with a spectre-afflicted Mark VI 8D
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Closed (possession things and ariadne just being odd)
And after a minute or two (who knows, it wasn’t as if she was counting) she let out a long, and obviously dramatic sigh as leaned back in the chair, letting her attention settle on Arthur who was standing just a few feet away. ]
I'm bored. [ how that was possible, whose to know. Because just a few moments ago, she was contently happy just poking at the chunk of metal that was in front of her. ] We should do something.
[ and at that, a sly smile started to appear on her lips as she yet again, sighed and started to play with her hair. ]
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OPEN
[ Burn treatment is one of the more difficult things to do by way off the rings, and one Sora is finding she's quickly gaining more experience in than she ever thought possible. Kedan, foreigners unluckily enough to come under possession or contact, it didn't matter.
What she does need, however, is more doctors. And the time to find them in. ]
I need you to find me those who are helping heal and let them know that Doctor Soranik Natu wishes to talk to them.
[ Said to the nearest kedan she can find in hopes that he'll spread the word and send some to her so they can organize some sort of relief effort. ]
( B )
[ With a ring that can create anything she desires and a wealth of medical knowledge, Soranik is instantly armed against the spectres once their weakness is exposed. Defibrillator pads -- anything medical related with the power to deliver an electric shock appears instantly in her hand. And while it's hardly as elegant as her preferred constructs of needles and scalpels for combat, it suffices.
She's everywhere and anywhere she needs to be - protecting those who don't have any means to combat the spectres with as best as she can. And when she can't, and they fall victim to possession, she's more than willing to deliver the required electric shock to bring them out of it. ]
A - IDWIW
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- after the meetings with Robin & Kyle/Possessed!Jack
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Open!
This? Is terrifying. It hit him like a shockwave - he'd gone to help what looked like a fallen kedan, low on sleep and energy and, well, this is what he was born for. To be a vessel for something else. The panic follows soon after, (and there's a part of him that even finds it refreshing,) the second he realises there's something else in his body and he can't control it.
It's moving his body and he can't stop it and it's so different to Nightmare he doesn't even know how to force it out, let alone if it's even possible.]
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Tim Drake--possessed!
Of course, he hadn't known that his little cache of technology would make him a target for the new visitors. The attack was over almost before he knew what was going on, which would have been truly embarrassing if anyone had actually seen him. He saw the spectre, and had just enough time to move to defend himself before it moved in.
And then it started trying to take over. He fought--this was his body, and he wasn't going to give it up without a fight--but it kept pushing, finding new places to attack and press until finally it managed to shove him back from the forefront of his own mind.
Leaving him to watch--still fighting--while it used him to start attacking others.
Well, hi there...
WTF WHY DID I NEVER GET THIS NOTIF???
SILLY NOTIFS!
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Open, not possessed | cw: character death
The city was teeming with panicking people, possessed people, looters gone mad, gang members fighting other gang members. Innocents were caught in the middle. His friends, his family was out there somewhere.
It was the perfect storm of circumstance to bring Robin out of hiding.
Of course, he's not at 100%. He's fighting down crippling fear every moment, whether he's safe inside or out in the middle of all the chaos. This all hit too close to home. The memories of his death by jiganshi bubbled to the surface unbidden. No, this would end differently. Nobody was going to die today. Fighting despite fear happens to be a Bat specialty. But he can't control it the way he usually does, which means that he's not the confident, composed veteran he usually is.
In fact, he actually looks like a fourteen-year-old in a suit who's in over his head, scared out of his wits, and trying to make the best of it. Still, his determination outweighs his fear (even if the margin is slim). So he suits up, sets his shoulders, and wills himself to get through this.
'Just don't get surrounded again. Just find the others and everything will be okay.'
He takes off into the streets of Keeliai.]
cw probably still going to remain valid
perma cw.
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post-encountering Zatanna this will end brilliantly
YEP
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I'm not sorry about this.
Me neither.
c:<
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Open! Possessed older Bucky!
[This kind of chaos? He's out on the streets, trying to protect anyone who may seem to need it. He's also open, in - still - pretty reasonable emotional turmoil, and he just... becomes easy prey to a spectre within about three or four hours of leaving his suite.]
[And this? Bucky is completely unprepared for something like this, even yet. He finds himself a prisoner inside his mind, beating at nonexistent walls, trying to break through them. Watching, dimly, as his body sets out to a sort of destruction that he's been training so hard to prevent.]
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Re: Open! Possessed older Bucky!
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CLOSED
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NINJA TURTLES [CLOSED]
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sorry for the lateness!
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Cinna ['s house of tea and soothing noises.] [open]
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Possessed!Sabriel (open, but Amon has dibs on depossessing her)
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Nonpossessed!Sabriel (open)
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Open, if late
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Ender, Amelia, and Zelgadis (closed)
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Livewire | Superman, closed for now
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