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

[dirtdevil]

[ Oh Jesus Christ. The two of them may not be BFFs, and sure she may be immortal, but that isn't what he wanted to hear. At all. And not just because it's gross.

He kneels down so they're at eye-level, but not too close. Because that would be totally weird. ]

Octavia, I know you don't like me but I'm not an idiot. If you don't want to tell me then don't, but it's still not safe here. Why don't we go find Alan?

[drama8om8]

[ SHIFTINESS INTENSIFIES. She flicks a section of her hair over her shoulder and fiddles with it absently. She can't think of a good lie for why she wouldn't want to go find Alan, but she doesn't want to admit what happened, either.

Bluh. Alan trusts this guy, though. Right? Or respects him. Or something. Which is completely fucking inexplicable because gremlin man, but whatever. ]

Because Alan did it. If you were him would you want to see somebody you squished before you were super ready for it?

[dirtdevil]

[ It may be hard to tell, being a gremlin man and all, but the horror is plain on his face. The worst part is that he's been up close and personal with titan Alan and he knows this isn't really a huge surprise. He obviously had close to zero control during their earlier encounter.

...Then it hits him that, yeah, he had been right there with Alan. Probably not long before or after Alan killed his own girlfriend. But Octavia came back to life. He wouldn't have.

He's made it this far without losing this lunch, but this is far more nauseating than taking a joyride in Alan's nasty titan hair. Between that and fatigue, it's all he can do not to flop over and pass out. Thank god for Octavia's fairy hax powers. ]

He can't control it. He has no idea what he's doing in there. This can't happen again.

[ Golly, he almost feels like he should be partly responsible for this. How mysterious. He slowly pushes himself back up, suddenly aware of how exhausted he is. Fuck titans, man. ]

Are you well enough to move?

[drama8om8]

Of course I'm well enough. Being immortal and shit.

[ She gets to her feet - sulkily, obviously - and is back at gremlin eye level once more. WHAT A PLEASANT EXPERIENCE FOR ALL INVOLVED. Not that she's looking anywhere in Levi's direction because sulk sulk awkward grump huff bluh. ]

Don't chew him out for it. If you make me regret telling you that shit I will fuck you up. I already killed a bunch of dudes today! One more wouldn't make no difference.

[dirtdevil]

You're immortal, not invulnerable. Don't push it.

[ Believe it or not, it's not meant to sound bitchy. The two of them don't really see eye to eye, but Octavia's a teenage girl who just died. Again. And she's probably facing a really awkward Talk whenever Alan shifts back out of meatmode. He really is sympathetic, even if she'll loathe him regardless. ]

I'm not going to chew him out. Obviously he wouldn't have done that if he'd known he wouldn't really have any control. He'll be feeling guilty enough as it is.