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Save the Earth Mods ([personal profile] theearth) wrote in [community profile] savetheearth2014-09-26 06:16 pm

PLOT: Refined Shell battle!

Who: Open!
What: Crustacean commotion. CRAB BATTLE.
When: 26th September, daytime
Where: Las Vegas, flooded area and surroundings
Warnings: Violence. If your thread requires more warnings, please note them in your comment header!


[ At eleven AM, a pulsing shockwave resonates throughout Las Vegas. Seemingly coming from somewhere deep underground, the ripple of force doesn't last long - but that doesn't mean that it isn't strong enough to make any nearby reincarnates stumble or fall.

The quake that happens soon afterwards is much stronger. Unlike the last, it seems to rumble on and on... until it reaches its crescendo with the emergence of a monstrous pink crabster from beneath the recently-flooded area of the city. A miniature tsunami accompanies the 300-foot behemoth, further damaging the surroundings not already levelled by the flooding and the quakes.

It doesn't take long for Refined Shell to get its bearings and begin its rampage. Everything within range can expect to be swiped at, stamped on or crushed between its pincers in its mindless rage.

You might say it seems to be feeling a touch... crabby. ]


((Helpful links - Refined Shell information! Last minute plotting roll call! Inspirational visual aid!))
professorwolf: (alarmed)

[personal profile] professorwolf 2014-09-27 08:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Lyall isn't among those actually caught in the fissure, but he's not far from them. He'd been on his way back from what he's sure was a fairly poor interview with one of the local high schools, heading for the hotel where he can get a swift way back to Locke, when everything started-- and since he had to at least know what's going on, he ran towards it rather than away. Even through the earthquake.

If only it were night, he'd be of so much more use....

As it is, he sniffs out people under crumbling buildings and in pockets of displaced water, and winds up at that cleft for a while in an attempt to do what he can. He spots the great pink thing through buildings a time or two-- accompanied by that familiar pulse, though nothing he notices changes-- but is mostly focused on the search and rescue aspect. His nice interview suit is ruined before too long.

Once the sun sets, though, things start to get more interesting. The person who has his hand to climb out of a hole with at that point in time finds himself or herself levered out completely as Lyall gives a pull that's a lot stronger than he'd anticipated. What follows-- after a long moment of staring at his own hand like it doesn't belong to him-- is a lot more hauling people out of places and moving heavy objects keeping others trapped. Might as well do some good with this new ability.
chalicejoker: (Joker2)

[personal profile] chalicejoker 2014-09-28 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
Hajime doesn't need to sleep anymore. Doesn't even really need to rest, if he puts his mind to it. And he's seen no reason to stop moving, at least now. Some of the people who need saving are more than a little uncomfortable to be pulled out of whatever peril they've found themselves in by the Lord of the Bugmen, but it beats getting squashed to death, right? So even if it's dark, he's taking a moment to rescue a few humans.

And hey, he's not alone in rescuing other people, and...was that who he thought it was lifting someone like that? "...Lyall?"
professorwolf: (distance)

[personal profile] professorwolf 2014-09-29 10:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Setting the young woman back on the ground before looking up, Lyall catches sight of the massive bug person and smiles. It's a wan smile, but it's still a smile. To the young woman, he asks, "Everything all right? Nothing broken? Good-- swing by the paramedics on your way home just in case, all right?"

She ducks her head shyly and bolts, only limping a little-- in the opposite direction from Hajime. Lyall sighs, looking after her. "What do I call you, when you're, ah, 'dressed' like that? I can't very well use your name, unless we want to give away the game, and Lord of the Bugmen is so tedious."
chalicejoker: (Joker)

[personal profile] chalicejoker 2014-10-01 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
"I guess Bugman works?" Hajime shrugs. At this point, he's used to "normal" people trying to get the heck away from him, regardless of how aggressive he's being. "Anything related to my...er...'nobility' just sounds too formal." Especially for self-declared nobility. Hajime is very aware of that.
professorwolf: (overwhelmed)

[personal profile] professorwolf 2014-10-02 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Bugman. God, this is just insane, all of it." He scrubs a hand down his face, winds up leaving behind a smudge of dirt. It's probably a sign of how long he's been at this, now, that he doesn't even notice. His voice is conversational, though, when he continues: "I can move slabs of concrete almost as big as I am, now. I'm a little afraid to go home. Doorknobs won't stand a chance."
chalicejoker: (Joker3)

[personal profile] chalicejoker 2014-10-03 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, sometimes you wonder just how ridiculous your life is going to get..." The idea of mangling poor, innocent doorknobs on accident gets an understanding nod out of Hajime. "Been there, done that." He shakes his head at the memory. "Best I can do is tell you to treat everything like it's made out of paper. Or glass. Or balloons that are about to pop."
professorwolf: (sheepish)

[personal profile] professorwolf 2014-10-03 07:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'll certainly have to. It's one thing to have scents and sounds right up in your face, all the time, but remembering to be careful with things... will take some time." And his poor house, in the meantime. He's not looking forward to the things he's sure to destroy. He's thinking he might be sticking to audio for the network for the foreseeable future-- and possibly not even touching his laptop, at all. Replacing that will be pretty much impossible.

He turns more fully to face Hajime, expression actually a big hangdog. "What a thing to get. Strength. Me."
chalicejoker: (Joker Guard)

[personal profile] chalicejoker 2014-10-04 11:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, I know that feeling. Took a couple of weeks before I finally stopped breaking glasses..." There's a slight bugman wince at that. Super strength coming on suddenly when you work in a restaurant is no end of awkward.

And he might have offered a sympathetic grin at that hangdog look were he actually capable of emoting in this form. "I guess life's full of surprises, huh?"
professorwolf: (dubious)

[personal profile] professorwolf 2014-10-06 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"I suppose I ought not to be surprised about anything, after turning into a werewolf and seeing giant lobsters laying waste to Las Vegas, but apparently there are still things which can do it." And turning the weedy biology teacher into a powerhouse is definitely one of those things.

He squares his shoulders again, though, with a little huff at himself. "Standing around bemoaning it isn't helping anyone else. Feel like joining forces for a while and seeing what we might be able to lift, together?"
chalicejoker: (Joker3)

[personal profile] chalicejoker 2014-10-09 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Sounds good." Hajime cracks his knuckles. "Bet I can lift more than you." The tone's light, teasing. Makes it easier to deal with things.

...and hey, he was always competitive anyway. It happens.
professorwolf: (chuckle)

[personal profile] professorwolf 2014-10-10 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm not about to argue. You probably can." Sorry, Hajime, Lyall is not a confrontational, competitive sort of person. He does give his friend a little smile, though, and claps his shoulder lightly-- a little harder than he intends to, but not too badly-- before leading the way towards the next place he smells fear.