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

[wirsinddiejager]

[gg Levi you've made the titan notice you. He stops and spends a few moments spinning his head around comically trying to get a look at what's hanging on him. Whee, it's like a swing!

When that doesn't work, the next option is SWAT AT IT which in this case mean HIT YOURSELF IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD SO HARD YOUR HANDS BREAK UNTIL THE IRRITANT IS GONE.]

[dirtdevil]

[ Oh god oh Jesus why did he do this. Why did he do this. It's all he can do to not vomit uncontrollably, but the priority now is not getting squashed against this asshole's giant head. I mean, this titan couldn't possibly be stupid enough to punch itself in the head trying to get at him, right?

Right?

Wrong. It's time to blow this popsicle stand. At this rate Alan will have no hands nor head, and the only thing that could make this worse is a headless titan running around and doing even more gratuitous property damage. So he springs the fuck out of there after just barely dodging a giant steaming hand, making a mental note that should they both survive this catastrophe they need to have a serious talk. Preferably without Octavia threatening to strangle him if he says the wrong thing.

Anyway, see you later, Alan. Try not to kill yourself. ]