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maskormenacelogs2015-12-06 01:38 pm
plus_vitae) wrote in maskormenacelogs2015-12-06 01:38 pm
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DEVIL ON YOUR BACK
WHO: imPorts- and a new enemy
WHERE: Downtown Heropa
WHEN: Night of Sunday, December 6th
WHAT: The POWER SWAP plot kicks off with imPorts lured into a devastating ambush
WARNINGS: Violence and body horror
At 7:00 PM, several buildings within the same block of downtown Heropa burst into flames. It swiftly becomes clear to the authorities that the town's emergency services are overwhelmed- Heropa is small enough to not even have its own hospital. The call goes out on the Network and on police radio channels: heroes needed. All imPorts, wherever they may be, are asked to assist. People are in danger.
The call is well-intentioned, but it is also the bait in a trap whose well-prepared jaws are about to close. People are certainly in danger on this evening, but imPorts are in more danger than anyone else. By the time this night has passed, things will be very different, and fires will be the least of the heroes' worries.
WHERE: Downtown Heropa
WHEN: Night of Sunday, December 6th
WHAT: The POWER SWAP plot kicks off with imPorts lured into a devastating ambush
WARNINGS: Violence and body horror
At 7:00 PM, several buildings within the same block of downtown Heropa burst into flames. It swiftly becomes clear to the authorities that the town's emergency services are overwhelmed- Heropa is small enough to not even have its own hospital. The call goes out on the Network and on police radio channels: heroes needed. All imPorts, wherever they may be, are asked to assist. People are in danger.
The call is well-intentioned, but it is also the bait in a trap whose well-prepared jaws are about to close. People are certainly in danger on this evening, but imPorts are in more danger than anyone else. By the time this night has passed, things will be very different, and fires will be the least of the heroes' worries.
no subject
... So why does he suddenly get the feeling that-
"Ngaaah!" The sensation hits him all at once, a bizarre sense almost of inside-outness, lasting only a second but nauseating in its intensity. When he opens his eyes again, squeezed shut against the blue flash, it takes him a moment to work out what's changed. He's not injured, as far as he can tell, and importantly, the locals don't seem affected at all - those nearest him appear more startled by the imPorts' reactions than anything else. But what was it they were reacting to, exactly? Something still feels off somehow, but what?
A second later he realizes two things. First, his watch has disappeared. Second, his skin is glowing. It's relatively faint, but in the early-winter darkness it's unmistakeable. Both of these things are extremely alarming. "What in God's name...?"
Woo check me tagging like days later!
He slams into the ground and has the air knocked out of him for a moment and pain is shooting through his body as if he went three rounds back to back with Knockout. He groans as he sits up. Everything is so quiet, there's no loud cries or screams, or there is, but they aren't as loud. The fall hurt when really, it shouldn't have. Then it's as if he just ran in to a burning building as his skin licks with flames and he jumps up trying to pat himself out.
He feels warm, but he isn't burning. Just currently freaking the fuck out.
blackguard! i challenge thee to a late-tag-off!
In a situation like this, of course, it's put them out first, ask questions later. Fortunately, there are lots of fire trucks around, so finding a fire extinguisher shouldn't be a problem. "Hold on! I'll get help!" he shouts, and without waiting for a response he makes a dash for the nearest truck.
ENGUARDE!
"Hurry!"
Oh shit ohshitohshitohshit! One thought when he's rubbing down his arm is he's thankful he wasn't wearing his jacket. His shirt and pants are gone and his mind is still going a million miles an hour to realise he isn't in pain.