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ᴄʜᴇʀʀʏᴡᴏᴏᴅ ʜᴇᴀʟᴇʀ ᴍɪʟʏɴ ([personal profile] cherrywood) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu_logs2014-04-17 01:02 am

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!
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[personal profile] sophos 2014-04-27 08:06 am (UTC)(link)
[She sees him before she hears him, and though his outline blurs a little, it's the sword in Nico's hands that Annabeth would recognize anywhere. She doesn't really think about it, just finds herself stumbling over towards him and hopping over the rubble as best she can.]

[When Annabeth reaches him, she reaches out to grab his arm in balance, closing her eyes to catch her breath and focus. She needs to open them again quickly, though, because she still can't hear properly and she's got questions!!]
Ambrosia? [Does he have any??]
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[personal profile] necrokinetic 2014-04-28 01:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ he flinches slightly when she grabs him, mostly out of surprise because no one outside of hazel generally dared to get near him. once it wears off, he offers an arm in support to the older teen, helping to steady her when she closes her eyes. something is off about the way she's speaking and even if she hadn't asked for it, nico would've started digging around for the small squares in his jacket anyways.

he sheathes his sword and reaches into the pocket he'd made a habit of keeping some in ( thanks to annabeth giving him some in the first place ). ]


Hold on. [ it's more to ensure that she'll be okay standing on her own while he breaks off a piece of the godly food for her. ]
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[personal profile] sophos 2014-04-28 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
[She'd be more aware of Nico and personal space, mostly because she doesn't much like people getting all that close either. But she's not really thinking about anything else except any injuries she's sustained.]

[Annabeth grabs at the ambrosia, shoving it into her mouth. The taste of cupcakes (blue ones) replaces that of blood as a warmth rushes over her. Sound starts filtering in a few moments later as her hearing slowly comes back, and she takes it as a good sign that the damage hadn't been too bad, if the ambrosia worked it's magic that quick. She touches her ear with her free hand anyway. The first thing she notices is people yelling and screaming.]

[When she feels steady enough, she lets go of Nico's arm, glances down at herself. Her clothes are torn here and there, but any scratches and cuts she's gotten will heal soon enough, and none of the glass sliced too deeply. Nothing is excruciating. She's gotten worse, seen worse.]

[She whirls back on Nico. A little too fast, because the world spins and she needs to grab his arm again for a moment.]
There are more people inside. We need to get them out! [The fact that she's only just walked out herself is irrelevant. Annabeth knows those people. She's not really thinking about why Nico's even here in the first place.]
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[personal profile] necrokinetic 2014-04-29 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he waits patiently while she downs the ambrosia and lets the effects take place. while things getter better for annabeth, it certainly doesn't seem be doing the same for the city around them. he can feel the ground tremble from the other smaller bombs being set off and in the midst of the danger and chaos, he can feel the adrenaline running through his body.

he needs to act -- they need to act soon, before the situation gets worse around them. so when annabeth tells him of others still trapped inside the firm, he only gives a firm nod. ]


We'll get them out. [ he may not have the same types of power as his sister, but he'll do whatever he can. ]

Which way?
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[personal profile] sophos 2014-04-30 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
[The ambrosia settles in, and she can feel herself getting more focused, more aware of her surroundings. Sudden movements stop making her dizzy. Annabeth looks around to get a better feel for what's happening, and though she doesn't quite start analyzing in detail, she's filing it all away, to figure out later, because the people are her priority.]

[Instead of turning to Nico, she turns towards the firm in ruins, or at least, the best she can see of it through the fog of dust still in the air.] Inside. They're still inside. [And she starts making her way back over to where she's just escaped, but with a much better sense of balance, and without really waiting to see if he's going to follow.]
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[personal profile] necrokinetic 2014-05-01 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ nico doesn't hesitate before following after her because there's no question in his mind about wanting to help anyone who might still be trapped or hurt. the two of them alone don't have much in the way of easily clearing away the ruins, nor is he used to simply working with the two of them -- wasn't three always the best number for quests? he doesn't want to think about what it'd be like if percy were still here too, even if they could use his rash boldness right now ) -- but he thinks that they should be able to manage something.

while annabeth heads back to the window, he shadow travels inside to the opposite side -- alone, sadly, as he's unsure whether the other demigod wants them to work together or independently. he doesn't mind either, although he certainly has more experience with the latter.

he waits until she's climbed back inside before asking: ]


Where were most of them? [ he can feel a familiar prickling along his skin, but he doesn't want to think about the ones who may not be able to be saved just yet. ]
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[personal profile] sophos 2014-05-02 12:40 am (UTC)(link)
[It's a lot easier to see where she's going and what she's doing this time around. Between watching herself go blind in Tartarus, and the explosion wrecking her hearing, she's never been more grateful for her senses.]

[The entrance is blown out, the door gone, but the hole in the wall is blocked by debris, so Annabeth hauls herself back through the window, more mindful this time of the glass.]

[Her throat feels dry, because she can see the set up of the room as it stood when she walked in this morning, and she can picture where they all were, too. It's fortunate that some of her coworkers hadn't arrived at work yet.]


Let's check - the desks. [If her voice scratches the tiniest bit, she hopes Nico pays it no mind. Annabeth carefully makes her way further into the building, taking care not to make any of the damage worse, bring down more infrastructure by one wrong step onto a fallen beam.]

[She thinks she hears someone groaning, though, which has to be a good sign of life. That's the beaten down desk she trudges for first.]
Edited 2014-05-02 00:41 (UTC)