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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!
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Plays on repeat in the back of Mike's mind as he attempts to keep up with his cousins. Running into a burning building when your lungs are already on fire. That's crazy, right? Just plain nuts.
As he gets closer the screams get loud enough to hear over the sound of his own exertion. He stops paying attention to the rasp of his own breathing, and turns his attention towards getting in there the best he can. Everything about this whole situation is bad and wrong and only bound to get worse, but...people need help, and he and his family haven't missed a good fight yet.
And they're not about to start now.
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To center himself, he thinks about what a mess this is. Of all the damn times to play hero, it had to be when his family was watching and decided to join in.
Can't think about that. A thick miasma of smoke billows through the building, soiling the pale walls with streaks of soot and tiny, nearly-invisible particles of yellow and brown. If not for the way they'd stuck to his feet and hands as he stumbled up the stairwell, caking like fine pollen dust, he'd doubt they were there at all. But even that's on the mental backburner. Find the kedan and get out. They can't stand more than a minute or two of this - he's sure of it.
When he reaches the top of the stairs, he sees two adult kedan doubled over in the corner, their sleeves stuffed into their faces as they tremble and gag. A third lies in a pool of sick in the center of the room. Cursing under his breath, Leo skids to a halt before the latter, seizing his sleeve and pulling him up over his shoulder.
Can't tell if he's dead; no time to check. Swallowing as shallow a breath as he can get away with without breaking into coughs, Leonardo tears the scarf from his face and pulls it roughly over the unconscious kedan's, pressing the side of his arm into his own snout as he turns to check on Raph and Mike.
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It takes him a minute of grabbing dizzily onto the railing, coughing until he almost retches, to regain control of himself again. Down the hall he can hear voices, and only that stops him from calling it quits and physically dragging Leo out of there.
Everything feels like it's tilting off to the side, but he manages to stumble through the door. Inside, two teenage girls are huddled by the window, cloths already wrapped around their own faces.
"C'mon!" He yells from the doorway, his voice ruined from the burning air. "Let's go! Party's over!"
They cling to each other even as he pushes them through the door, herding them like sheep out from where they came.
"Leo!" He bellows through the smoke. People are crying and yelling and running everywhere all around him. His head is swimming and he can't catch his breath. "LEO!"
The sound of another explosion not far away makes everyone scream, answering him as if in reply. The two girls huddle terrified against his plastron, against each other.
Where the hell do they go now? There's no telling how far this stuff has spread, but they have to get out of there fast.
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"How many are in the house?"
They stare at him blankly.
"Hey hey," he snaps his fingers in front of their faces. "Focus. Stay with me. Focus. How many are in the house? We're going to get you out, but trust me...you'll never really leave if we don't bring everyone with us. How many?!"
One kedan holds up six fingers.
Mike's counts the two of them, then there's the third with Leo. There are two girls' voices up with Raph.
Then...then the whole building rocks with the force of another explosion.
"...we gotta get outta here. LEO! RAPH! WE'RE MISSING SOMEONE!" he yells as he uses all his might to get the adults to MOVE.
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That's all his mind has time to process before the whole structure seems to capsize under the force of an explosion. Leo fights to keep upright, but the ground bucks violently under his feet; his heel meets a streak of fluid before skidding out from under him, sending him crashing into the ground -
- and losing that precious breath of oxygen he'd held, expelling it into the air before he even realizes what's happened. His body's next action is to drag in another gasp, but of course, that doesn't go so well for him; fire burns into his chest, planting roots of magma deep in his lungs - lungs he's pretty sure his body is violently trying to expel as he staggers back to his feet.
One more.
His vision is starting to cloud over, but he rapidly scans the room, tearing over soot-streaked walls, broken furniture, red pools of - blood. Creeping over the floor from across the room, spilling from a pile of wooden rubble like a crimson river trickling from the face of a cliff. Leo drags his gaze up the debris, seeing a pair of wide, dull eyes set in a skull practically caved in by the pointed edge of a marbled armoire.
Leonardo swallows the thick fuzz coating his throat. "Too late," he croaks, making one last effort to get to his feet. "The survivors... get them... out!"
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"Come on... Come on!" He growls with his ruined voice, waiting for the silhouettes of his cousin and brother to come stumbling out, ready to launch himself back into the fray if they don't.