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ɪʀᴏɴᴡᴏᴏᴅ ᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴏʀ ᴇsʜᴀɪ ([personal profile] ironwood) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu_logs2013-05-23 08:01 am

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.
mrsarcastic003: (Red Robin Close-up Smile)

[personal profile] mrsarcastic003 2013-06-07 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh, no, Dick. :c

For the first time, Tim actually smiles--not a very nice smile--and just... lets the kick connect. It will hurt--but not as much as it will hurt Dick.]
hackingyoursensors: Young Justice, Robin and Batman smiling while standing side-by-side (R • frustrated; nothing's working)

[personal profile] hackingyoursensors 2013-06-07 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[When he lands, he's clutching his head. He can feel the spectre worming its way through his mind.

No. No.

Tim needed him. His family, his friends, they needed him. He couldn't fall like this.]
mrsarcastic003: (Red Robin My City)

[personal profile] mrsarcastic003 2013-06-07 08:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[Tim moves to start fighting Dick, trying to distract him from being able to fight off the invader in his mind, and then stumbles again. The trick isn't going to work for him much longer--the invader's already finding ways to lock him down and lock him out but he's going to keep at it for now--maybe Dick can get away.

Get Bruce before he can do any more damage.]
hackingyoursensors: (R • fighting; eskrima)

[personal profile] hackingyoursensors 2013-06-07 08:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[Dick fights back with all of his willpower. He fights back right away and, thankfully, his experience with Miss Martian constantly in his head (psychically) gives him an idea of the way it feels when someone is in there with him.

Of course, the spectre is banging around and trying to take him over instead of, you know, just using telepathy.

It takes almost a minute to push out the invader.

He puts as much distance between himself and Tim as he can, sorting through his options. There are really only two: run and get backup or try to knock Tim out again and risk possession. He's not sure he can fight the spectre off again.]
mrsarcastic003: (Red Robin Oh Crap)

[personal profile] mrsarcastic003 2013-06-07 09:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[Please, Dick, do the smart thing. Run and get backup. Tim's options for helping you are getting increasingly limited. He's already locked out of most of his own mind, has no control over his motor functions, and the invader is throwing up walls around him to keep him from overloading it the way he'd been doing.

It's not looking good.]
hackingyoursensors: Young Justice, Robin and Batman smiling while standing side-by-side (R • serious; time to go)

[personal profile] hackingyoursensors 2013-06-07 09:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[He's not sure he can just leave Tim like this.

Alright, plan b. Track the spectre from afar-- way afar-- and try to find help along the way. Maybe one of the Lanterns. Or Bruce.

Dick backs up, watching "Tim" warily. He doesn't want to turn his back. Escape route to the left-- he should be able to climb up the crates and leap for the windowsill.

But... a distraction would buy him time. Smokebomb? Smokebomb.]
mrsarcastic003: (Red Robin My City)

[personal profile] mrsarcastic003 2013-06-07 11:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[A smokebomb is definitely a good distraction. Tim is good, and so is the spectre drawing on his skills, but he is still human, and he doesn't actually have x-ray vision.

Oh, to be Superman.

He waits for the smoke to dissipate enough, and then he's moving again. Keeping an eye out for Dick or anyone else who could stop him.]
hackingyoursensors: Young Justice, Robin and Batman smiling while standing side-by-side (R • fighting; run!)

[personal profile] hackingyoursensors 2013-06-08 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Dick is well out of sight before the smoke clears.

But he hasn't given up, not by a long shot.]