Event Log: The Stampede

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Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for Stampede event
Where: All over the city
When: December 26th-December 28th
Warnings: None

There's a rumbling sound in the air early in the afternoon on December 26th. Whether you're new in town or you've seen it all, something like this hasn't happened before. Is it an earthquake? It feels kind of like a small one, and that might be endurable if not for the sudden snarling and gnashing of teeth!

As it turns out, these yet-unnamed apex predators are overrunning the city, ignoring their previous apprehension to barrel right through anything- or anyone- that stands in their way. Seemingly spooked by something, they are aggressive and violent and won't hesitate to tear anyone they meet to pieces... after trampling them underfoot, of course. They're so large and muscular that they may even take a few portions of buildings with them- how would you like to see one of these monsters crashing through your living room?

At least it's only these weird mammoths, though... right?

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Comments

[dedikated]

( Look, if she's not in some sort of peril, she obviously isn't working hard enough to keep this place safe. No one goes into a fight without taking on some personal risk.

Besides. It could be worse. At least she's keeping her balance for now. Glancing at the weapons she has left and then down at Jo, Kate frowns. )

What you got?

( The best way to deal with this thing is simply to kill it, but Kate doubts she's going to manage that with simply her arrows and knives when stuck up on its back. )

[knifecollecting]

[It's not only Kate's job to keep everyone safe. Others can help.]

Machete. Some knives. I was heading for my gun.

[dedikated]

( Logically, she knows that, but it doesn't stop the itch, the urge, the need to do it anyway. )

Legs. Take them out.

( It's not a question. She needs Jo to manage that, somehow. To cut a tendon or slice off an entire limb. Something that will slow it down.

Shame. It might actually be a good ride if it was controlled. )

[knifecollecting]

[That all sounds well and good, but god, Kate.]

Really?

[It makes sense, and would definitely take the creature down, and yet-]

Can you keep it distracted?

[dedikated]

( Well. That much should be a lot easier than trying to jump into the midst of the stampede. Kate digs her hands into its fur, hard enough to draw its attention, to have it occupied with trying to throw her off once more. )

Think so.

( If this isn't enough, she'll just have to improvise. )

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[knifecollecting]

[Jo takes a deep breath and stands. She adjusts her machete and runs for Kate's steed, circling a couple times before slashing the best she can.

It does, to her credit, eventually fall. Success!]