#cittageddon2k16

[candykraken]

symbols: gathered

so Callie’s managed to get all 9 other symbols together to help banish Bill!

Question mark - Judd @juddkat​ Ice - Marie @chargerfest​ The Royal Order of the Holy Mackerel - Canti @711robot​ Pine tree - Sanzo @quiet-or-die​ Star- Rika @venomoushelianthus Six-fingered Hand - Jack @helibots​ Llama - Callie Shooting Star - Steven @firstgemboy​ Heart - Peter @alicesoneandonly Spectacles - Peridot @whirlygem

I’m trying to get ahold of either Bill or Stanford’s mods but in the meantime, Callie’s gathered everybody into her apartment, which is A-5. There’s a large couch fort/door barrier pushed off to the side of the apartment and the ritual circle drawn on the floor. If anybody wants to introduce themselves to each other since she’s tried to gather them into the same space now, feel free!!

[firstgemboy-citta-blog]

@candykraken

“Hey! I don’t have a phone yet, but I heard you were looking for more of those symbols! I have the shooting star!”

[pitchercat-blog]

Let’s Go Hunting!

@candykraken (closed)

She hadn’t even asked before picking the Stray Cat up, unbelievable. It grunted and squirmed free, resenting how soft it had gone to even let this happen. It must’ve been getting used to being handled, being in the flowerpot. 

It supposed it would have to let the disrespect go for now, though, since the plant had not been getting nearly adequate attention these past couple days. Maybe the apocalypse had something to do with it, but who could really say.

Stray knew those flying eyes were pretty much everywhere, but it would be better for them to find a place where it could be sure they’d come and go to make this a real hunt. Did they have a feeding grounds? Or a roosting place... hm. It went pattering down the street, in the direction the city’s center. No better place to look for eyebats than at the Fearamid, right? Stray saw no flaws in this plan. Anyway if Callie knew any better spots between here and there, then she could point them out on the way.

She was coming, right? Stray looked back at the Inkling presumptuously.

[ruinsgreat-blog]

@shuzenzappa

Yeager had seen quite a few oddities in his days at the city, especially the most recent ones. Thankfully this series of events wasn’t nearly as deadly to him as some others had been.

Currently he had been surrounded by a bunch of paper-bats that had decided to harass him. Normally this might be troubling or even dangerous, if they were actual bats but as it were they were just plain paper. constantly bumping into him and falling down. Most other people seemed to be in hiding today- or running or being haunted or something else.

Still they were obscuring your vision a little too much perhaps it was time to ask for some help. There was a red-haired lad nearby, the last red-haired youngster you met had some control over fire. It was a bit of a long-shot but the least you could do is ask.

“Hellooo~ there, young man!” Yeager called out to him as he approached. It was pretty much impossible to see any part of Yeager above the waist, with the paper flying around. “Do you think you could spare a moment to help an elderly folk like myself out?”

[vsthehive-blog]

“ʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴄʟᴏᴡɴ ᴄʀʏ?”

“ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɪʟʟ ʜɪs ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ.”

[koraava]

@instinctlion

What the hell had she gotten herself into this time?

Well, no. That wasn’t exactly the case. It was more to do with the fact that yet again, the entire city shit itself and now she and the rest of the unfortunate citizens in this forsaken place had to deal with the repercussions of it all. At first, sure… it hadn’t been so bad. It had been bearable… just about.  Bubbles and glitter were things she could deal with, things she didn’t necessarily like but they were things that didn’t cause her too much grief. Then… something else happened.

A huge wave of weirdness swept through Sector five and though Korra was lucky for the most part, only having to watersmack a few sentient couches out of her path, she was still adamant on finding her friends and making sure they were okay.

Luckily for her, she spotted someone just ahead looking worse for wear. A frown crossed her face and she side stepped a horse-sized rabbit in order to make her way to her friend.

“Keith! Hey… what happened to you?” She hesitantly reached out to inspect his injuries. However it wasn’t just that… there was something else about him, something… off. “...Are you okay?”

[711robot-blog]

Continuation from...

candykraken:

“Ah-!” There’s not much time to react before she’s squeezed against his metal chassis. She grabs the hand that’s patting her head and holds it. “I’m glad to see you too! But I really need to get inside and… and just sit down or something, I’m really tired.” She’d slogged her way through a solid slab of that green slime that was raining in…. one of the sectors, they seemed to be switching places on her and getting across the city was more difficult than it had ever been. She kept getting turned around between the monsters and the weird weather.

Callie was right, things outside weren't looking so great. From skulls to wax people nothing seemed to be pleasant in the city anymore. Canti gestured his hand towards what seemed to be an abandoned Storage Building. Maybe there they could find something that could help make things a little less bothersome.

Gently tugging Callie towards the direction of the storage facility Canti places himself in front of her, so that should they run into anything of hostile nature he’d be able to protect his friend.

[candykraken]

“...aw, nuts. Star and Shooting Star aren’t the same thing. Okay. So we aren’t ready quite yet...”

[mangekyouillusionist]

His back was against a building as he was looking to catch his breath.  The sectors were in hell from this chaos by Bill, and he couldn’t do much of anything about the hell.  He found himself dealing with sector 2 and the undead problem.  Having experience in dealing with the walking dead, he believed he could at least help.  His body wasn’t use to this much strain, but when was the last time he was forced to use what he considered his trump card.

“This would be a lot simpler if the stipulation for my sealing was more than piercing..” The Totsuka Blade was truly a remarkable weapon, but having to stab through to seal another was a problem when the numbers were against him.  A small rest, and he would move back to his work.  He also would need to ask around about an odd symbol ( The Royal Order of the Holy Mackerel ) on his hand.

[pitchercat-blog]

I made this to use in a thread but I’m not sure which one it was anymore. rest assured, it’s happening somewhere.

[ruinsgreat-blog]

@inhyecng

The ruins had become a quiet place for Yeager, a calm place. He was the same way back in his old world, he could simply wander around and explore the stories of the past. That is of course, what he would normally be doing here. It seemed that fate had no easy day planned for him.

Normally you think one would who loves history would be overjoyed at the possibility of talking to ancient people. Normally, they might because normally, if they did rise from the dead they wouldn’t be acting the way they are now.

Drunk. They were drinking, he wasn’t sure what and he wasn’t sure why or how he just knew that as long as they were like this he wasn’t getting anything done.

“So like I wash tellin Jimmy here, you...” The ghost paused to hiccup a few times before continuing his speech. “You!! Gotstah invhest now! the marhket for rheal asstate is a pri...primu... prime!”

“You’re full of crap Bob, your plastered look at yourself, can’t even properly dangle your chains for the good spooks!”

Yeager quietly buried his head in his hands, was this his punishment, was there no one who could save him right now? Anyone?

[nacchaun-blog]

There’s a Musharna Joke Here Somewhere [event/closed]

@sweetbaku

Confused stares, a concerned mother pulling her children closer to her side, and a few kids asking if it was a prank… Considering what a lasting impression a giant, black and white bear bumbling through city streets would make, there were really only two explanations. Either Pops had changed back using that tea kettle he left behind, or he’s already been gone for several hours. Which meant that everyone in Furinkan probably knew by now. Which meant… Clenching his fists, Ranma shook his head emphatically. It wouldn’t do any good to get mad before he found them, and he’d already neglected to get his bearings for long enough. Craning his head back to try and work out the architecture, he was so lost in his own thoughts that he nearly didn’t hear the man trying to get his attention. “…panda?” “Wh– Hey, what’d you say?” “Weren’t you looking for a panda, young man? I saw one. Beautiful creature. She reminded me of my wife–” Dammit, he didn’t have time for this! “Where’d it go?” “She went that wa–” “Thanks, old man!!” Taking off in the direction the stranger had been pointing, Ranma quickly found the ‘creature’ in question. Sure, it was round like a panda, and the color wasn’t too far off, but… Whatever it was, it definitely wasn’t a bear. Thick, wrinkled skin, ears on the side of its head, some kind of weird nails on the front of its paws, a long snout that seemed to curl and bend all on its own…

It was the tiniest elephant Ranma had ever seen. Or, at least, he assumed it was an elephant. The hat was a cute touch. After his initial shock, he hopped onto the thing’s back, perching there in a comfortable crouch.

“Yo. You didn’t happen to see a panda around, did you?” Truth be told, he wasn’t really expecting an answer. Just because it had a hat didn’t mean it could understand him, after all.

[vennatrix]

{ @terthiodecimo }

It was good to get out and stretch her legs. Good to run and jump and dodge the undead or fire a couple of nonfatal but deterrent bbs to keep herself in practice, but every sector she sought refuge in was just as filled with terrors as the last. Still Lady kept moving with the hope that she would eventually find some nook to hide and recuperate.

She stepped onto Sector 5, and the chaos of the others seemed to not be affecting this place as much, if at all. Lady cautiously walked through, gun at the ready when she heard the first of eerily familiar whispers. Mary...  The barely audible voice came from somewhere over her right shoulder, close to her ear enough that she jumped, spun around and held up her gun. A figure filled her vision and her immediate instinct was to pull the trigger. She froze however, when she realized who it was.

"Roxas?" Although he was facing her, he didn't seem to acknowledge her or her almost attack. She holstered her gun and rushed to his side, placed her hands on his shoulders and gave him a gentle shake. "Are you ok? Roxas?"

[vsthehive-blog]

He’s been staring at a tree for thirty minutes. Not just any tree...

a tree....with a gun.

[inhabae-blog]

@favillautcinis

[♚] “ Heyyyy~~ “ the teen approaches the other leaning forward, hands behind back. Her voice is only slightly exaggerating the tone. 

“ The thing is that something kinda weird is happening and you’re looking reaaaaaally familiar... Do I know you from somewhere?  “

[candykraken]

[to: everybody]

[text] WHATS UP I GOT LLAMA, QUESTION MARK, ICE, FISHY, HAND

[text] IF YOU HAVE ANY SYMBOL BESIDES THAT MEET ME AT APARTMENT A-5

[text] WE CAN DO THIS