Event Log: Predator vs. Prey

[hadrielmods]

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for the Predator vs Prey event
Where: All over the city
When: March 13th-March 21st
Warnings: None

It all starts with an explosion, because Rage is excellent at managing her anger. But an explosion isn't enough - she hasn't worked out all her feeling yet. Not until the city itself has gotten caught up in her anger at Fear for being unable to save Delight. And yeah, that means you.

So now you're a predator (Rage) or prey (Fear). You want to hunt, or you're being hunted. Maybe you were defenseless before, or maybe you're the sort who no one could be afraid of... but it's different now, because the gods are passing on their blessings to you. All the better to catch and kill, or run and hide.

What will you do? Try to resist the urge? Good luck with that. Who would want to resist, anyway, when it feels so right to give in? Hunt someone down like a cat after a mouse, or flee like a deer before wolves. Maybe you can find someone to help you, whether that means hunting in packs or looking for safety in numbers. Who knows, maybe you'll even make a few new friends while trying to kill your old ones.

► This log covers March 13th-March 21st.
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► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!
► If you get caught by a predator or have things turned on you by your prey, please let us know here.

Comments

[bloodbathing]

[ That is indeed an intense look. Makes Maine wonder if the kid can somehow see through the opaque visor. Wouldn't be the first time he's encountered someone with strange abilities here. Maine keeps his expression as neutral as possible, just in case. Tries not to let the bizarre impulses to flee and hide show.

Evidently, he passes the test. The kid doesn't sic the bizarre pet on him. Doesn't run away, either.

Good.

The Freelancer twitches slightly at the mention of the clinic. Even during this mess, he can't get past his aversion to hospitals. Then he nods; yes, he's fine. Fine as he can be, given the circumstances. Certainly not bad enough that he'll willingly walk into the clinic without a damn good reason.

Wanting to ask something not easily communicated through gestures, Maine very slowly starts reaching for his phone. It's tucked in a compartment of his armor at his waist; if he makes it that far, he'll show Angus what it is before doing anything with it. ]

[hellosirs]

[ Maine reaches for... something, and Angus immediately tenses up again. He has the wide-eyed, deer-in-the-headlights expression of someone whose head is ringing with alarm bells, and as soon as the marine's hand gets close to his waist, Angus points the wand at him again with a shaking hand, and Peanut starts snarling.

Inwardly, Angus is frantically going over the list of spells that he knows, and every one that would be handy right now is out of his reach: he doesn't know Hold Person or Shield, he can't turn himself invisible, Zone of Truth won't work on the huge armoured guy if he can't talk, shit, shit, shit, what if the guy was lying, he was stupid to trust anyone right now, if he pulls out a gun, then Angus is dead meat...! ]

H-hey! Hey, what're you--?! You'd better stop that right now, or--!

[ ... Aaaand Maine pulls out a phone. That's... that's considerably less threatening than Angus had been expecting. ]

... Oh. Huh. Okay?