PLOT: WISE SNAKE'S EMERGENCE

[theearth]

Who: OPEN.
When: March 9th, Sunday, daylight hours.
Where: The business district of Locke City.
What: An enormous snake monster is pissed.
Warnings: Violence.

[The alien explodes silently - but it explodes.

First in a small cloud of hot (rose-scented) gas - those there to watch its final moments will want to step back.

A ripple in the air pulses - heavily - from where it once was, with absolutely no sound and color, but penetrating force. Anyone standing within two miles of the point of origin will feel a push, with those closest guaranteed to be knocked off their feet and temporarily dazed. Cars swerve and crash. Staff in the nearest office buildings launch into disarray. There’s no shielding from the blast - it can be felt through walls, through structures, in the air, and underground.

And it is felt underground.

The entire business district starts to shake, abruptly, jarred to a stir by some movement. It rises over the span of a long half-a-minute to the magnitude of December’s earthquake.

Tuning Towers experiences the worst of it - windows are smashing and objects are shaking loose and falling from the upper floors.

It finally ends - with screaming - as the head of an enormous pink snake breaks the lobby floor.

It flows its way quickly out of the hole it’s made, breaks itself another hole ever so politely through the main entrance doors, which were not meant to accommodate a twenty-foot-tall-and-wide exitor, and as it draws the last of its tail out after it, the quaking dies down.

It’s now roaring its way through the streets of Locke City’s business district - all several hundred meters of Wise Snake, emerged in the flesh (or stone?).

No regard for the walls of buildings, streetlamps, civilians, stopped and blindly pulled-over vehicles, anything else on its course - in a frantically-awakened, unrestricted rampage.]



[ OOC: This is part two of the Season 1's finale. The first - the assault on the farmhouse - is here; pertinent plot posts one and two. ]

Comments

[drama8om8]

Duh we're friends. Why are people never sure about that? God.

[ She turns to look at the crow too, squinting at it through her glasses. BURD. ]

I swear to god if that thing is here to eat corpses and stuff I am going to throw up on it.

[ Pleasant. ]

[charcoalfeather]

No, it's... it's following me.

[It's a little embarrassing to admit, but she might as well tell someone, considering all the strange looks the bird has already gotten.]

Remember when you flew me around and junk that one time? Well, I got an echo out of it.

[She's just silent for a moment, the crow continuing to stare at the both of them before letting out another squawk.]

[drama8om8]

You're being stalked.

By a bird.

You have a bird stalker.

[ Well. That's new? ]

Does it have a name? Because if not you should totally call it Knifetalon Windplume, scourge of the skies. And also tell people that it is your actual literal spirit animal.

[charcoalfeather]

Yeah... it started following me all over after I got the echo. The echo itself was a bunch of memories of my other self being followed by a crow like this.

[And yes, it's pretty weird when you think about it.]

I don't think it has a name.... but I guess I could call it that?

[drama8om8]

Cloudcaw Midnightfeather is also a pretty great name, just eff why eye. Have you tried talking to it and finding out what its deal is? Maybe it talks back! Maybe that's a thing.

[charcoalfeather]

Uh...

[She looked back at the bird. It gave the two of them one last look before letting out another squawk and taking off into the sky, leaving behind only a few, black feathers to show it had been there. Rakka sighed.]

If it can talk it wont stay around long enough for me to find out anything.

[drama8om8]

Oh, reeeeeeeeally. I would take that as a personal challenge if I were being followed around by some asshole bird! And the next time it showed up I would look it in the feathery beady little eye and whisper challenge accepted.

You have to like. Trap it or something. Then interrogate it!

[charcoalfeather]

But... But I don't want to trap it. That'd be mean! And it really hasn't done anything to me.

[drama8om8]

It's stalking you! And stalking is a crime in our belved state of New Jersey. I looked it up when I got my first TV role just in case any of my fans got too rowdy. The bird is a criminal!

[charcoalfeather]

It's also a bird. I don't think it can really do anything to me anyways. Aren't spirit animals supposed to like help you and stuff?

[drama8om8]

Did you never see that one movie? The Birds? Don't underestimate those feathery assholes. They're vicious little fucks! With the cawing and the. Bird. Attributes.

But okay I guess you could just. Leave cake on your windowsill for it or something. To let it know you are cool and unviolent and way too goody-two-shoes to trap it.

[charcoalfeather]

I just dont want to hurt something that hasn't done anything, okay? I have memories of it in my other life, and I think it was helping me with something. I'll trap it if it ever does anything bad, okay?

[She's a bird person, Tavia in more ways than one. Just let it go.]

Maybe it's like an angel thing, come to help me or whatever.

[drama8om8]

Oh my god if it gets a tiny bird halo that will be so cute that I will fucking pee. Maybe Crowley is a better name! Because crow. And it's ironic because Crowley's like. The name of a demon in something-or-other.

[charcoalfeather]

Well... I guess I could name it that. I was thinking of some other ones too.

[Like Kuu, Kana, Hikari, Reki....]

snrk Yeah, okay, a bird with a halo would be really cute.