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

[savethenpcs]

[That just might be a ripple of sheer fantastical-secrets wonder passing over the reporters - they trade glances, mutter things, pull faces. None of them disgusted but several of them varying kinds of uncertain or incredulous.]

Why, s - ? Uh, sir! [Right, just said he was a sir!] How does this affect your people - that is, what is it you're investigating for?

This affects everyone, god dammit, obviously!

Ask him about the toxic dumping.

How would he know about the toxic dumping?

[chalicejoker]

It is simple. If something destroys everything on the surface, then sooner or later, it will threaten my people as well. We have already been threatened enough.

[He's just trying to tie all this Lord of the Bugmen bull together in one neat little package and was not expecting to have to explain himself, Heaven help him.]

The toxic dumping is what alerted us to problems on the surface in the first place! It polluted our lands!