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❧ Still Holding Out For A Hero
[While people are battling with their new powers and those townspeople who've decided to go on crime sprees, there are two people watching everything play out from a safe place. One...has no choice. The other?
The other relishes and delights in what he sees.
A pleased smile naturally graces the other's features.] You have no idea how long I have waited for this moment. Finally, finally after observing them for so long and poking them in the right directions, they are perfect. There have been some who just couldn't quite make it, ones I had hopes for but ultimately have given up upon. I will not be recalling them ever again.
And I have you to thank for that, my dear Marshal. If it were not for your continual interference these past years, they all might have still been stuck in that fool's experiment to bring his loved ones back to life. The otherworlders learning of that experiment's truth only fueled the flames of my own. The young businessman's ideas of entertainment were far more useful than the drivel the scientist ever gave me.
Speaking of him, you were never able to locate him, were you? Your teams of otherworlders failed in their tasks and returned empty-handed. They were meant to, you know, and yet you were so certain you could use their skills and fame to help them in their hunt for him while you searched for me.
[Slowly] ...What did you do to Filippo Resarci?
He was hiding away but now...he is right where I need him to be. [The other's smile widens after a moment.] Ahhh, I see. You think he's my anchor here.
It's a possibility.
You think...if you got to my anchor, then you could have reeled me in? Shame the fish reeled in the fisherman and now, you have left your worms completely unattended. I do wonder who yours is.
[Lets out a dismissive noise.] Like I'm going to tell you.
It does not matter. They will blame you in the end. Once they have figured it all out, they will hold you accountable. Might take them a while to piece everything together, though. I even tried to share with them the truth, warn them of what was to come--and yet they thought I was merely taunting them. They did not understand--
--Weren't you?
[The other shrugs nonchalantly.] Eh, yes, but one can mock with the truth. It is one hell of a weapon, as you have seen.
[Somewhat victoriously] Yes, it is...isn't it? [There's a soft click from somewhere nearby.]
[The other's expression rapidly changes from smugness to suspicion because of that tone.] What have you done?
You'll see soon enough.
[And then the one seemingly without a choice uses his one trump card to escape--but the other doesn't yell or pitch a fit at this disappearing act. No, the other merely pulls out something, enters a sentence followed by a few keystrokes, then slips it back into his pocket.]
Two can play at this game.
[Seconds before the other's keystrokes were entered, Nathan suddenly appears somewhere in the vicinity of the town hall, but before he can even take a step forward or pull out his own CAT to call people to him, the town hall explodes, showering him and most of the town square in huge chunks and layers of debris. Rubble and shrapnel fly into air, crashing through store fronts, trees, the library, and crushing nearby townspeople. Not even the fountain is spared and the Sheriff's office has taken severe damage.
But what caused the explosion to begin with? Whatever it is, it's gone now, most likely lost in the blast.]
Plot Supplement Details: Still Holding Out For A Hero **Quick-time Event**
The other relishes and delights in what he sees.
A pleased smile naturally graces the other's features.] You have no idea how long I have waited for this moment. Finally, finally after observing them for so long and poking them in the right directions, they are perfect. There have been some who just couldn't quite make it, ones I had hopes for but ultimately have given up upon. I will not be recalling them ever again.
And I have you to thank for that, my dear Marshal. If it were not for your continual interference these past years, they all might have still been stuck in that fool's experiment to bring his loved ones back to life. The otherworlders learning of that experiment's truth only fueled the flames of my own. The young businessman's ideas of entertainment were far more useful than the drivel the scientist ever gave me.
Speaking of him, you were never able to locate him, were you? Your teams of otherworlders failed in their tasks and returned empty-handed. They were meant to, you know, and yet you were so certain you could use their skills and fame to help them in their hunt for him while you searched for me.
[Slowly] ...What did you do to Filippo Resarci?
He was hiding away but now...he is right where I need him to be. [The other's smile widens after a moment.] Ahhh, I see. You think he's my anchor here.
It's a possibility.
You think...if you got to my anchor, then you could have reeled me in? Shame the fish reeled in the fisherman and now, you have left your worms completely unattended. I do wonder who yours is.
[Lets out a dismissive noise.] Like I'm going to tell you.
It does not matter. They will blame you in the end. Once they have figured it all out, they will hold you accountable. Might take them a while to piece everything together, though. I even tried to share with them the truth, warn them of what was to come--and yet they thought I was merely taunting them. They did not understand--
--Weren't you?
[The other shrugs nonchalantly.] Eh, yes, but one can mock with the truth. It is one hell of a weapon, as you have seen.
[Somewhat victoriously] Yes, it is...isn't it? [There's a soft click from somewhere nearby.]
[The other's expression rapidly changes from smugness to suspicion because of that tone.] What have you done?
You'll see soon enough.
[And then the one seemingly without a choice uses his one trump card to escape--but the other doesn't yell or pitch a fit at this disappearing act. No, the other merely pulls out something, enters a sentence followed by a few keystrokes, then slips it back into his pocket.]
Two can play at this game.
[Seconds before the other's keystrokes were entered, Nathan suddenly appears somewhere in the vicinity of the town hall, but before he can even take a step forward or pull out his own CAT to call people to him, the town hall explodes, showering him and most of the town square in huge chunks and layers of debris. Rubble and shrapnel fly into air, crashing through store fronts, trees, the library, and crushing nearby townspeople. Not even the fountain is spared and the Sheriff's office has taken severe damage.
But what caused the explosion to begin with? Whatever it is, it's gone now, most likely lost in the blast.]
Plot Supplement Details: Still Holding Out For A Hero **Quick-time Event**
- This one will be super easy and short. All you have to do is locate and find Nathan beneath all of that stuff (here's a handy map of the area)! And this is a quick-time that will last from now until Monday night.
- Rescue Nathan - "Here to rescue Nathan!"
- Rescue townspeople - "Townspeople rescue"
- Dealing with the criminals - "Jailbreak containment"
- OOC questions - er, "OOC questions"
How you go about rescuing him is up to you. All rescuing action will happen in this entry, but I wouldn't recommend going in groups any bigger than two, but you also have the option of going solo and I'll reply with the mod account. I'll do the same for those who do team up, so be sure to track your threads! When he is found, I'll comment to all threads with that fact and with where he was found. (There is a location in the effected area where he is, but I'm looking for a somewhat general spot. We'd be here forever if I was to be pedantic.)
Of course...you don't have to rescue him at all. Characters might not even know if he is there if they weren't in the area to see him for that moment before the town all blew up. Plus, there are townspeople to save and, well...the Sheriff's Office was damaged. All the criminals incarcerated there are all kinda free now and could hamper your search efforts.
So! Depending on what you'd like to do, go to the following comment:
This commenting system is a bit new, but hopefully, that'll make it easier for everyone to just tag in.
So....yes! Oh yeah... that conversation above... Characters won't have heard that. Yet. Yet...
Have fun! Hope you've brought your shovels~ (Which by the way can be found ICly in the non-destroyed general store!)
And if you missed the recent OOC post (and if you did, shame on you!
EDIT: Made changes to the above regarding tagging into the entry as well as a note about shovels! o/
Here to rescue Nathan!
Teaming up with Fuu!
Nathan! [she cups her hands around her mouth] Nathan, call out if you're here! [she turns back to Fuu, expression determined] He must be somewhere around here. I'll start at the library. [and she moves to do just that, grabbing at large pieces of rubble with her hands. she's going to need a shovel if she's to do much of this, but she's hoping she'll be able to hear him so she knows where to dig first]
\o/ Let's find this guy
With a wince for how much rubble there was (and regretting that her faintly returning magic would do little good to move it), she plunges in to help Sophie move the larger pieces.]
Nathan! Nathan! [When she pauses in her calls she listens closely for anything- any shift of rubble or voice in return.]
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[and Sophie takes off running for the shops]
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[And while Sophie runs off on her very practical errand, Fuu carefully works her way north along the library. She continues calling and pausing, hoping that Nathan will at least be in a position to answer. If they have no clue of where to dig, she worries it could be a very long time before they find him.]
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Help! Please...someone help me!
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I- I'm sorry, but I can't leave her- [But she hesitates, freezing in place as a realization hits. Is the woman she knows from the library even... real? The way the townspeople behave, the way they had turned from zombies to normal, the fake panels in the Lab...
The cries for help are so real!
And so had been the pain when Fuu's illusion-self had shot her with arrows in the Spring of Eterna.
The look on her face is now deeply pained as she looks at Sophie with tears in her eyes. She can barely bring herself to ask in a faint voice,]
Is this another test?
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Fuu, you help her. I'll keep searching. Call me if you need my help as well.
[it's the best answer she can think of. with a deep breath, she turns and moves away from the library and closer to the town hall, onto the path leading to the Mayor's House]
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[As Sophie proceeds on the path, the amount of rubble varies from huge chunks to small shards of glass from the broken windows. Thankfully, the dust is starting to settle. If she's looking, she might catch a glowing light peeking out from under a small pile of broken bricks and filing cabinets.]
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Yes, I'm here. Please hold on a bit longer!
[She carefully shovels around where she can hear the voice, hoping to not hit her with the shovel or more rubble as she shifts it.
Once she gets the woman out she'll try to use her winds of healing magic- it probably won't do much, but even a little relief until more help comes should be enough.]
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[she leans down, groaning with the effort as she shifts one of the angled filing cabinets just enough that she can start to carefully use the shovel to clear the bricks beneath it] Can you hear me?
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Open!
That doesn't matter, though, because he could have sworn he saw Nathan just before everything blew up, and if he's buried under the rubble... Without giving it a second thought, Jamie runs to the general store, grabbing a pair of shovels before heading to the area between the fountain and the sheriff's office and starting to shift the rubble.]
Hey! Hey, someone come help!!
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Hand me a shovel, I'll try to help!
[A blind girl with a shovel. Nothing can go wrong.]
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Be careful if ye can, aye? I thought I saw Nathan before the building blew to smitheereens. He's got to be under there somewhere, though.
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Nathan sounds like he was tough before, I'll try not to picture him among the dead.
[Anywhere she can or next to wherever Jamie goes is where she'd start digging.]
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[And while he hopes she has some ideas there, it doesn't stop him from starting to dig. They may not have much time, and he knows if nothing else he can keep an eye out for any signs of movement beneath the rubble - or keep an ear out for any sounds of pain or shifting rocks and the like, should Nathan be close enough for that.]
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Hmm, I don't hear anything unusual around here, to be honest. If I find him or something, I'll call you over!
[Terezi moved, and ended up stepping on the hand of a normal, day to day unlucky crushed towns person who was definitely dead. But from what she remembered, they could always come back, right? Even if it didn't make it right, Terezi didn't think they were actually 'real' people.
She paused, and decided to head over to the Town Hall.]
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Nathan? If ye can hear me, say something!
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[Terezi began to do the same, but also kicked around some rubble, in the case that might also help to. Making loud noises tended to help a lot.
If only she knew what Nathan smelled like, this would be a whole lot more easier.]
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Hello? Is someone there?
[As for Nathan, whatever smell he might have, it's masked beneath the dust, dirt, and remainders of the explosive matter used in the blast. That last scent will grow stronger and stronger the closer she gets to the ruined building.]
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Yes, I'm here! Can ye hear me?
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[Terezi caught the odd scent in the air--the one that was different than just the dust and the dirk--and began to move towards it.]
Nathan! Are you there?
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[Meanwhile, the smell continues to grow stronger. Terezi is, indeed, wise to follow her nose as it leads her towards where the front of the town hall building used to be. She won't hear a worded response to her question; merely a loud groan of pain and the sounds of an attempt to move stuff. In fact, a second later, a pile in front of her shifts and parts of it collapse in, followed by a indistinguishable cry, the tone of which definitely belongs to a guy.]
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