Bride of quiet, Bride of all unquiet things...Come the infantry, Come the archers Of hell

[secondcity_npc]

Characters: Anyone not in an endgame group and wants to kick asses and take names
Time: Panic O'Clock
Location: Union Station
Content: Phages. Outsiders. Screaming civilians
Format: Prose/Action/ WHATEVER
Warnings: Fear. Violence. Action. Shit hitting the fan.

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[eroded_earth]

Terra had been on his way to the Bean but crossing the city was proving to be more difficult than he'd imagined. He was in large crowds and he hadn't been in this part of the city before. He tried several times to ask how to get to Millennium Park, but most people ignored him and, now that he was back in the real Chicago he felt as though he should restrain himself from using the Keyblade a lot in public...at least he didn't want to go flying across town on his glider. Eventually he did find a kind soul that wasn't screaming their heads off to give him directions. The man told him it was about a 30 minute walk but said he'd be crazy to head that way since "that's where a lot of shit is going down if you know what I'm saying

[wavesinherheart]

It was one thing to land in another world. It happened all the time, although that was usually on purpose. Arriving to a world already half in the grip of panic is entirely different. Not the least of which is the fact that it's hard to get anyone to answer her questions

[that_jason]

The first thing Jason heard was people screaming.

Well, shit.

The whole city was panicking, the weather'd gone to hell and back again, and he knew the gun he had on him was going to be useless in crowds like this. If he had to defend himself, he had a good chance of hitting a person - a real person, since this was a real city and not a fake one - instead of his intended target. Great. A quick stop into an abandoned mechanic's shop (because who was gonna stick around when things were this messed up?) got him a crowbar, and that was good enough. He went against the crowds, because usually whatever people were running from was causing trouble and whatever was causing trouble had answers and answers were what he wanted. Simple, right?

It stopped being simple when he ran into the place people were running out of - Union Station - only to run into a fuckton of horror movie monsters. He stopped short, brain kinda fritzed by that one -

And then a fuckin' clown took a swipe at him with a big fuckin' knife.

Oh hell no

[eroded_earth]

The girl was suddenly hit by a powerful volt of electricity. Terra jerked in surprise as the girl flailed around from the shock of it. His eyes found Aqua almost immediately and he nodded in her direction. It was good to see her again and in one piece. After her disappearance he had worried, of course, but now that she was here he didn't have to any longer. Of course, he also had to stop that train of though quickly before it led him to ponder the other events that had taken place earlier that day.

Terra focused back on the battle, swiping down on the girl with all the power of his keyblade and the phage immediately dissolved. He was about to attempt to join Aqua but her position was immediately cut off by a guy in a hockey mask. There was barely time to register this before the sound of whirring blades cut through the air and the guy with the mask brought down a HUGE chainsaw. Terra yelped in surprise and brought the keyblade up to bear, a testament to its power that it wasn't cleaved in half by the whirling blades of the

[be_enthralled]

Still trying to shake off the feeling that she had come down with a sudden and powerful fever, Elaine slipped through the not-quite-calm crowds seeking an exit to the city. Other than the El, Union Station, for many, seemed the way to go. The streets were choked with honking cars and taxis and buses, and Elaine could only pray the complete bedlam wouldn't erupt if Morgana's nastier spells landed anywhere near them. It was already bad enough with storm clouds that would not break, and an overwhelming sense of magic in the air that not even the most stalwart disbeliever would ignore.

She was headed away from the Union Station and east towards the Bean - it was nearly a twenty minute walk on a calm day. Today, of all days, going against the flow of the crowd...well, hopefully the Bean would actually still be there once she arrived. She was nearly halfway across the bridge connecting the two blocks that housed the Union Station and the Willis Tower respectively when she heard a scream...and almost got shoved into the river itself when

[godofcologne]

There had been warning, at least. A little bit of it when the buildings started collapsing in the prison that was emptied Chicago, enough for Thomas to arm himself. The falcata, the Desert Eagle, and the saber wouldn't have been able to do anything against the world coming to pieces, but they had been comfortable weights, at least

[be_enthralled]

When the crowds saw the lightning erupt from her hands, it hadn't taken them long to label her as dangerous as well and suddenly she found it much easier to make her way through the panicking throngs.

It was only as she turned to make her way east again that she caught sight of two familiar faces just a few dozen feet away. She wasn't sure whether to be annoyed or relieved upon catching sight of Thomas, and settled for a short nod of her head.

[godofcologne]

Of course, that same willingness for the crowd to get away from Elaine meant it was much harder to push past them to get to her. Thomas could feel Justine following, her presence a familiar weight on his Hunger's awareness. "We've got to stop meeting like this, sweetheart," he said, unsheathing the saber with his still free hand as they neared. He nodded at Justine with a tight smile. "I need to get her out of here."

He could already feel Justine glaring at his back for that one.

[sailorkindness]

There were too many people on the streets, and it seemed a great many of them were so frightened that they even yelled at the sight of her. There was so much pushing and shoving, as well, that trying to figure out where she was going was nigh impossible. Flying, however, presented a whole new problem, with strange creatures darting through the sky. The little pegasus was far too nervous at the shapes and shadows to go up high; her wings seized up entirely, making flying impossible

[sailorlaughter]

Pinkie didn't have the option of flight, but it was okay - she wasn't finding the crowded streets nearly as much of a problem as Fluttershy. She wound easily through the mass of terrified people in a way that almost seemed to defy the actual laws of physics as she tried her best to bounce up and catch a glimpse of whatever was scaring them all so badly. She wasn't having much luck, though; the only thing she found was a bedraggled multicolored hat, that looked like it had come from some sort of clown. When she'd stepped on it in all the chaos, she'd just blinked at it for a second in surprise before bending down and slipping it on over her own poofy mane. It was so colorful, how could she not?Nearby, a terrified man stumbled on a loose brick as he was running, falling hard onto the ground. Pinkie frowned and trotted over. "Oh my gosh, are you okay? That looked like a terrible tumble

[omgitsdeadpool]

It's the little things in life that make it all worthwhile. Finally getting out of Chicago was good. Getting out of Chicago and into the middle of one of the biggest, loudest fights he'd ever seen was better. Stealing a military jeep and driving it into Union Station to go kill a bunch of evil clowns? That was the best....

"Whoooo-hooo!" People and monsters alike dove out of the way.

Hey, look, a bunch of the nerds from back in Jamjar City are fighting monsters!

Let's go help 'em out! We'll be a hero!"Hell yeah we will!" Tires screeched as the jeep spun around and barrelled into a crowd of those clowns. Most of them dove out of the way but one was too slow and ended up stuck on the hood of the jeep as Deadpool crashed into the wall, pinning the stunned fey