Mission 7 (Forward dated to morning)

[doll-for-glass.livejournal.com]

Coming... coming... coming....

(no subject)

[onehorned.livejournal.com]

[ she didn't partake in the festival, though it's a safe bet to assume she was wandering around enjoying the buffet stalking everyone yesterday. but right now she's opted to walk around a little more freely, even if she seems to be talking to herself and staring off into the distance like a derp. or maybe she's talking to anyone who chooses to pass by this morning.

she looks solemn ]

It's coming, isn't it?

Something vast. Something..

two shots × always prepared for the worst.

[redemptare.livejournal.com]

[dictated in a dry tone, also backdated to the morning]

Cloud. Tifa.

Get ready.

Sixty First Song

[mysticalvender.livejournal.com]

You know what I hate? That really nasty uneasy feeling of doom before I’ve heard anyone sing. That’s never a good sign, yikes. The last time I felt this much doom the sun was blocked out and we all had the injection of the crazy happy while people were being devoured by an other worldly creature who had very impressive curly hair.

[That last bit was said in one breath, very nervously. Lorne’s a heckuva lot more restless than usual]

Okay, so. As per always in moments of possible doom oh god please don’t let it be space zombies again I’m opening Caritas up as a place of sanctuary. It’s still running down here, the spell, you guys will just have to deal with a complete lack of style, FYI; not my choice of décor.

And for new faces to our group of happy prisoners, I have a bar-slash-tavern right now with a Sanctorum spell in it. No violence can happen within the walls. Anyone who wants to crash here is welcome to. I have blankets, pillows and enough food and drink to last for a good long time. We're just in the town, if you have trouble finding it, we can put up...banners. Or something.

Between here and the TARDISES...TARDI? We should have the safe zones covered. The TARDIS still sort of works, right Docs? I mean, seriously, I'm not kidding here. I'm feeling a whole lot of bad coming our way.

[[ooc: Once the power-changing event has occurred, Lorne will be human and thus no threat to anyone. Caritas will remain a safe zone and is seriously open to anyone, use it as you wish from this point on in posts/filters/whatever]]

〉〉TWO

[abases.livejournal.com]

-forty-eight, forty-nine, fifty....

[ muttered under his breath, so low that it's barely heard. the series of light taps (footsteps? fingers against the railing, hand against wall, who knows) accompanying each number might sound louder, muffling the words. ]

-fifty-six, fifty-seven -- ... !!

[ a surprised sound, maybe a curse or two unwhittingly spoken and

thud

tumble

THUD

then silence. oops.

you know what? just. fuck stairs. ]

053

[lilblackdevil.livejournal.com]

Guess this is a pretty long shot, but since lots of people are getting a weird feeling... [that some others aren't is unusual in itself, she reckons finding some information would shed light on the problem]

I knew someone from home who could see into the future. It wasn't a common ability, but maybe it is elsewhere. Are there any seers who might be able to find out what is coming? I'll take a fortune-teller or scryer, at this point.

While we're at it, roll call: who's been getting an impending sense of doom? When did it start? Maybe it was the festival food.

( 6 )

#022 - Journal or In Person

[advisortype.livejournal.com]

[Someone's just hanging out in the castle lobby, reading a book out of all possible things he could be doing, and... okay, it's the middle of the afternoon, why did all the light coming in from outside just start to dim? He's just gonna wander over toward the nearest window, look up, and--]

Oh... crap.

the OCCULTATION CEREMONY begins...

[berserkism.livejournal.com]

[across Paradisa, an eclipse has begun to obscure the sun from view.

the townspeople have stopped, tilting their heads up and murmuring in hushed tones to one another about the phenomenon. an ill omen...? witchcraft? the work of God?

no one knows, but the feeling of all-pervasive evil radiating from the sight has everyone uneasy.

deep in the forests, shadowy, humanoid shapes have begun to converge. the hushed whispers of unearthly creatures is everywhere.

across Paradisa, the solar eclipse has begun.

across Paradisa, stars are aligning - and something very bad is about to happen...

across Paradisa, five behelits are opening their eyes, distorted features coming together to make a face...

and their owners are being taken somewhere only the destined may go...]

[ooc: THE ECLIPSE HAS BEGUN. POWERS ARE STILL IN EFFECT. this post is currently CLOSED to everyone aside from the volunteers and their CR. please wait for threads to go up!]

024

[givingchase.livejournal.com]

[[ooc: forward-dated to dusk]]

[Erica]

It's not looking too good out here! Not a lot of people are in the streets any more, and the people who are are trying to get back home. They said they're worried about that eclipse from earlier-

[running... slows down to a stop. oh. okay. that's not. good.]



There's something out there.

[/Erica]


[running around town, freaking out a little bit. Wanna run into him? Cool, go ahead!]

Episode 37

[spongetastic.livejournal.com]

[Peter is standing outside watching the eclipse without looking directly into it]

This again. I wonder... Claire? Mohinder? Are you watching this?

❄ 4

[adaptivity.livejournal.com]

[Katara's in her room when the sky starts to go dark. She looks up from the clothes she had been studying and turns her attention to the window.]

An eclipse? ...I don't like this.

[Quickly, she puts down the garments and grabs her water skin and journal before heading out the door. As she rushes downstairs, she dictates.]

Aang, General Iroh? [She pauses, going down a flight of stairs.] Misty, Ash, Allen? Are you all okay?

[More footsteps are heard as she gets closer to the lobby.]

Do we know if anyone's out there right now?

[OOC: Forward dated to dusk, open journal or in person.]

- eighth year waiting -

[nurse-boy.livejournal.com]

[back-dated to shortly before dusk]

[Rory is still laid up in bed, unconscious after Lil' Slugger's attack and his mind still far away where no one at Paradisa can reach. It's been three days, and he hasn't moved or spoken. Nothing to suggest he's still alive except for his steady breathing.

But suddenly, just before dusk, tears start leaking from his eyes. Slowly at first, but quicker until they flow freely--if he were awake he'd be wracked with sobs, but he's not, so--just tears. Lots of them]

[Rory's coming back from his canon-bump ... and he's not going to be happy]

5 - When the Sky Goes Dark - 5

[onemanshort.livejournal.com]

( Serenity Crew )

This bit with the world changin' ain't exactly a first here, right? The party and the clothes was fun an' all, but today ain't lookin' so good. This... this ain't normal, is it?

.036

[my-six-hearts.livejournal.com]

[the journal gets nudged by a passerby in town, opening to a panicked deluge of silent text.

...the Cube is flipping the hell out]

take me take me take me
take me instead me
instead

i would rather i am meant to

be sacrificed

i would rather die in a fire than

take me instead

please

take me instead

i would rather die in a fire than

so much pain
dark betrayal whywouldtheydothis

they were friends theywerefriends


((ooc: dated to around 6pm))

Mission 8

[doll-for-glass.livejournal.com]

[There is overwhelming shock! The boy had been standing obediently in Yuki's room where she had instructed him to stand. But... something is different. A part of him is gone, a part of him that had been with him so long too. But suddenly, almost like a deep dream had been granted true, he had popper expression, there were emotions. They swirled in him, so many, so complex, it was frightening! He ran to the window on the other side of the room. He placed his hand on it, yet nothing more happened, only the sensation of cool glass. He could not search the area, he could not see other places. After this realization he goes to the journal, grabbing it. He runs outside stopping in the hall on the other side of Yuki's door, and opens the journal wide.]

What's going on? I need someone, anyone. I'm scared. Yuki? Peter? What... what was coming? Did it come? Is it here?

(OOC:July has been depowered into a regular human. This means that he no longer has the stipulations of being a doll. So, for the rest of the event he is a regular fully emotional 10 year old little boy, alone and scared and not knowing what's going on. Pretend I have... none blank face icons.)

the birth of a demon

[berserkism.livejournal.com]

[a swirling vortex has been hovering in the forest... the ominous energy surrounding it undeniable...

upon close investigation... there seems to be an opening at the very top...]

[the thrall of battle from within abruptly ceases as a blinding white light bursts through the closed fingers of the massive hand; from within, four shapes are converging, fed upon the blood and despair of those they had loved most...

the death toll hovers at three - Chie, Barney, and Rachel, their bodies torn asunder at the claws and in the mouths of the beasts surrounding our remaining sacrifices from every angle.

it looks like they could use a hand...]

[ooc: will be setting up subthreads, please wait momentarily! GO WILD. POWERS ARE STILL IN EFFECT!]

Lady Sylvanas Windrunner rolls 10 (1-100).

[oftheforsaken.livejournal.com]

[backdated to moments before the alteration phase of the onslaught;]

( Vereesa )

the aftermath: DEPOWERING/ALTERATION TIME IS NOW... now. now.

[berserkism.livejournal.com]

[as soon as the Eclipse has been infiltrated... and the sacrifices have begun to be pulled from the Vortex, the massive hand in the midst of the dimension opens.

Tobias... Souji... Faye... and Rory have sacrificed their most precious people in exchange for an escape from their humanity. no culpability... no human conscience... no guilt. no fear. they can look into the faces of those they callously tossed away without regret...

they vanish, with the five 'angels' in a burst of light that has the Nexus closing up with it - the faces and vortex simply vanishing into thin air as if it had never existed to begin with... leaving everyone in the area on the forest floor.

and as soon as the last trace of that terrible place diminishes... a palpable PULSE travels across Paradisa.

no matter who, what, or where you are... you will feel it. something... strange. a tingle through your body... and then, you know that something has changed...

and the world has changed with it.

the sky is dark... and the sound of screaming is erupting from in town...

it's coming from the outskirts, first. just beyond the light of fires and torches on the borders where soldiers are patrolling - monsters.

monsters... thousands upon thousands of monsters are coming, jaws ripping into anyone who leaves the comfort of their homes or is caught out in the streets, some invading those sanctuaries like a plague.

and this mass is headed for the castle...]

[ooc: THE DEPOWERING / ALTERATION HAS NOW OCCURRED AS OF IN-GAME DUSK AND END OF THE ECLIPSE! CHARACTERS WHO WERE IN THE VORTEX WILL END UP IN THE FOREST. this effects everyone.

THE TOWN IS BEING OVERRUN BY DEMONS - an endless swarm. They are relatively easy to kill - even for normal humans - but they are OVERWHELMING in number. You must band together and stave them off til morning!

Beware... if a branded sacrifice (Amy, Nanako, Spike, Guts) is with you, they will be attracting LARGER and STRONGER monsters to them.

You can NPC the demons, and we will be tossing several into the mix as well!

Please wait for subthreads before going wild! GO AHEAD! (And yes, opted-out characters will be gone with the Prince by now. That post will be going up shortly :)

A WILD APOSTLE APPEARS!]

(no subject)

[sworn]

Who: oftheforsaken and swornanoath
What: The Windrunner sisters are meeting to tackle the onslaught of demons, but find themselves victim to the alterations brought on by the Eclipse.
When: Moments after the alteration pulse hits
Where: The castle gates
Rating: R (blood and gore)

( One thing was certain: When her sister called for her, she would not fail her again. )

OPT-OUT

[paradisamods]

[A pleasant music is playing, completely contrasting the surrounding doom and gloom feeling. If you look once, you might see a giant ball of grass, flowers, and small animals being rolled around the area. If you look twice, you might be able to spot a very very tiny little alien pushing that ball.

Don't worry, it won't hurt if you get run over!]

[ooc: Comment here if you want your character to be opted out of the rest of this event! They will be transported to a lovely land of rainbows and stardust and giant guys in tights with cylindrical heads until the event is over.]

⇒ 28

[whatialways_do]

[a slightly annoyed noise as the journal falls open]

Alright. What the hell are they and how do I kill them?

[And Max is off her loss.]

20th Written

[jushinkan.livejournal.com]

Such a mess.

[[ooc: And Xellos is off locking the rooms of the four chosen in the OOC post! That's: Cordy, Roy Harper the younger, Smecker and Lucy Saxon! Feel free to reply to this post, but as far as the room locking/torture goes, those who are to be trapped craft their own posts and own reactions to it, and Xellos will be there.]]

009

[fanfrickntastic.livejournal.com]

[Room Filter]

[He had seen the vortex appear, and decided to go to his room and read til it was all over. Leave the fighting to those with "super powers" and whatnot, like hell is he going to go out and get himself killed in some trippy tornado thing.

He was halfway through his book when he sees movement out of the corner of his eye. Turning, he watches as an inky blackness creeps up his windowpane, blacking out the outside world. Looking around, he sees the same happening to the two mirrors on his walls.

Standing up, he tries to open the window, to no avail. The lock seems to be stuck]

What the...

[Preferring outside to his now creepy, dim room, he crosses to the door. Locked. He turns, looking around... suddenly feeling very alone... and very paranoid...]