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Day 5 Morning
Morning: 6:00am - 12:00noon
[ IRL Timeframe: August 28th - SeptemberThe strangest part about the morning of the fifth day is the silence. There's no earthquake like day four started with, there are no horrible hero-kidnapping shenanigans, and there are no glowing cracks in the ground. The cracks from before are, unfortunately, still there. But there's no glow now, no sign that anything out of the ordinary was going on.
At least until after sunrise.
The morning is shaken up by three significant events of varying intensities: The Wizard, Four, and the unknown child that had appeared on the mountain. The heroes could've easily guessed that things wouldn't go smoothly for anyone. With impressive teamwork the previous evening, they'd brought that unknown child to Harsen Island's only actual hospital in Far Haven.
Unfortunately for everyone, the doctors really can't tell much of anything. None of their machines can get a reading of... anything. There doesn't seem to be a pulse, the child doesn't even appear to be breathing. The only thing that anyone's been able to comment for certain is that the child's eye glow matches the glow that everyone had seen coming out of the cracks in the ground. That's not a good sign at all!
The Weather
- Eerily still.
- 72°F / 22°C
- A little hotter today.
Prompts:
- 06:00am Train Station, Craydon: Anyone going for a walk in the Craydon area is going to be in for a surprise: There's a new crater. Laying sprawled at the center of the crater is the Wizard, unmoving and unresponsive. Standing on the defensive is Ten, and he's already urged several locals away from the scene. Despite wearing a pair of shorts and an "I love the beach" T-Shirt, he's looking surprisingly intimidating with all of his fingers turned sharp as needles. Looks like he's not letting anyone close to the body of the Wizard! For anyone who gets a look, there's a very clear scorch mark like she'd been blasted by something... and whatever that something is, it isn't here anymore. By the time social media has started buzzing about it, the hashtags of #heroeswin and #goodprevails are almost instantly coined to celebrate. Better go make sure the Wizard is dead, heroes!
- 07:00am Train Station Video Stand, Bamborough: Apparently unfazed by the events transpiring in Crayon, Four has arrived at the train station in Bamborough to capitalize on sales in the tourist region of the island. Fortunately for everyone, they're offering the full 9-hero-set of videos for every one of the heroes that had participated in their game shows the day before. There's a special discount for participants: It's free! For tourists it still costs money, but no one's buying it. They'll be visibly losing their optimism about sales opportunities by 8am. And to think, they even put out a tablecloth and designed their own poster to go above them to advertise! Their handwriting isn't the worst!! (They think that, but they're wrong.)
- 08:00am Harsen Island Regional Hospital, Far Haven: When the child wakes up, it happens abruptly and without warning. They sit upright, eyes snapping open to look at the room they're in. Unfortunately for everyone inside, they turn to the window in their room and detonate it. For anyone watching, a visible blue glowing circle appears on the wall a second before it explodes outward. The child hops to the ground a moment later, their feet clacking like glass strikes stone, and they move to leave. If anyone's in the room, now's the opportunity to stop them. If no one moves to stop them, they'll be jumping out of the window.
Procedure:
Reply to the appropriate toplevel comments for events below. Indicate if a post is a private conversation with "Private" in the subject otherwise all threads should be open to interaction with others. Plan OOCly how you'd like to toss everyone around.
Important: 'Child' toplevels will unlock additional information as the story progresses. Send a ping on Discord to get a reply with further details regarding this thread.
06:00am Train Station, Craydon:
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Soon enough, they arrive at the crater, looking over the scene. They can't help but to wonder if the Protector, if he's still around, is somehow involved, but they shake those thoughts away. Instead, they approach Ten directly, instead of darting past him. "What's up with her?" They motion at the Wizard, watching her for a moment longer before they turn their attention fully to Ten. "Awfully dramatic of her don't you think?"
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"Not dramatic. Injured. Do not approach."
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They do look surprised to hear that the Wizard is injured, and quickly look towards her. That... doesn't look like it could have been caused by any of the Knights. Unless someone has abilities the rest don't know of, yet. "Injured? Huh..... was it the Protector who got her like this?" They have to ask, and since Ten seems willing to talk, they're asking him. They assume he was present when this happened. If not, they might have to risk approaching the Wizard.
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"Not the Protector. Someone new."
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0?:00am Craydon General:
07:00am Train Station Video Stand, Bamborough:
For tourists it still costs money, but no one's buying it. They'll be visibly losing their optimism about sales opportunities by 8am. And to think, they even put out a tablecloth and designed their own poster to go above them to advertise! Their handwriting isn't the worst!! (They think that, but they're wrong.)
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She can be found looming behind newsstands, phonebooths, and pillars of all kinds- suspiciously leering for a long time.
Then, at the opportune moment (right about when Four starts to lose their optimism) she bursts out from behind the newspaper stand she'd been 'hiding' behind. "Very suspicious!" she declares, pointing dramatically at Four.
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"Why hello dear customer-- oh no, how could I be so inconsiderate? Welcome, dear knight!" They lean forward, smiling from ear to ear.
"Did you know I've set aside a set of videos just for you?" They ask, clearly trying to dress this up like it's a great VIP opportunity and not like the 'they haven't sold a single set of videos' reality that it is.
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"For real? For me?!"
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"Well well well!" Luka says as he approaches the table. "Wasn't very nice of you to ghost me like that."
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"Why hello dear contestant, oh-- my mistake, our game has come to an end hasn't it? Dear Princess Luka, you ended it with a fatal strike through my fragile heart!" They exaggerate, an unmissable fondness in their voice.
"Are you here to play again?"
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His fingers drum over the hilt of the sword as he speaks, but he doesn't make a move to draw it.
"I'm not here to play again, exactly. I heard you were selling-- wait." It fully dawns on Luka that Four is here selling video of the gameshows, including his-- which, in Luka's opinion, is better left forgotten. He reaches to his back pocket to produce his wallet.
"Give me all the copies you have of my show."
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0?:00am Bamborough General:
7am
And so, in her exhaustion, she'd reverted to some very old habits indeed and just slept on the street, in an alleyway. Sleeping literally anywhere has always been one of her talents. She stumbles out of the alleyway now, just having woken up, and looks like absolute shit. In desperate need of a shower and breakfast, she's thinking to head towards the boardwalk, where there will be public showers for swimmers and cafes for tourists.
Come see her on the way?
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"Mornin' to you too. You headin' out to breakfast?"
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08:00am Harsen Island Regional Hospital, Far Haven: [Child]
[NOTICE: This is a linear progression chase thread and it will not branch out. All tags will be treated as the latest action. If you need to establish something earlier in the thread, add it to your current tag as a clarification (i.e. "It was a good thing X prepared Y before leaving this morning" or "Z had sent F a text shortly after the explosion, but now they were sending another" etc). Send a ping on Discord to get a reply with further details regarding the chase in this thread, otherwise it is driven by characters in pursuit.]
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Except apparently the universe keeps thinking that the two of them absolutely shouldn't get a private moment for talking, because before they get to the room where Garrot is, they both hear an explosion going off. Very close. In the room where the child is, actually. Screw the original plan then.
They rush into the room, just in time to see the child hopping onto the ground, and okay yeah they're not a fan of this one, but there's no time to think because the kid is clearly planning to jump out of the god damn window!!! They bolt towards the child, grabbing at their shoulders with their arms, their tail going to wrap around their stomach, immediately trying to pull them away from the blown up window. "Hey...! What the hell are you doing!?"
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This is to say, he's jolted awake by a fucking explosion and he just barely makes it to his feet as Zafika runs into the room. It takes him a second after that to really wake up and understand what's happening, and while they grab at the kid, he turns his attention to the window, throwing a shield over the hole in the wall.
"Wait wait, it's okay. Everything's okay," he says, trying to sound as soothing as he can after all this noise.
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They whirl around, even in Zafika's grasp, and raise their arms up to get their hands off their shoulders. What Zafika will see, and feel, is a soft blue glow over their arms and tail that pulls and forces them away from the child. Something magical has taken over here to get them away.
They take several steps back from Zafika, glancing over their shoulder to the shield that Gyre's placed over the window hole they'd made... and they whip their gaze back towards the two of them. They look like a cornered animal, glass-like teeth bared at the two heroes. They exhale a puff of blue mist a moment before they hiss out a warning:
"Raxal giqxal ivaj iv!"
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0?:00am Far Haven General:
After hospital collapse
His cheek is split open by the corner but, more importantly for him, it's also just enough force to pop the snap on his collar and send his whole ass head directly into the rubble below him. His vision goes black and he hits the ground hard enough to knock all the air out of his body.
He can hear the people in the lobby immediately begin to panic at the wreckage, and he can hear it get worse as they notice the headless body of a knight. The hole of his neck begins to pour an alarmingly green smoke that billows and rises towards the newly opened roof, and his body twitches. He's in pain, but he's not going to be able to help when he can't see and can barely hear.
Which is to say uh there's a smoking corpse beginning to slowly, achingly push itself up out of the rubble while that weird glass kid runs in the opposite direction.
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He overhears mumbles among the dust-covered bystanders: weren't the Knights in there? and the idea sends him toward the rubble with barely a second thought.
"Hey!" he calls out. It's all he can think to say in the moment, but all he hopes to hear is some kind of response.
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And so he shifts himself down the pile, sliding down and getting his feet underneath him. The cement and metal rattles over itself as he moves, and he reaches out blindly. He's pretty sure Luka was... here? Or here...? Or--
His hand hits the other's shoulder all at once and he snags hold of him, quickly moving his hand down to Luka's wrist and turning his hand palm up. Assuming Luka doesn't try to yank free, he'll try to spell his name in his palm: G - Y - R - E.
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