#takebackthehive

[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!!

[mapilamong-blog1]

I dance Dance to the rhythm of my heart's tune Sway my hips from left to right Removing all the negativity right out of my life I dance Flow at the pace my blood rushes to my heart Lift my hand and shake em like I just don't care Letting go of all that's beyond my control I dance Tap my feet to the beat of the blink of my eyes 2 step my way out of poverty Realising my worth I twirl into riches I dance Dance my entire being into freedom Shaking my gold mines into prosperity Tapping all the way to my throne I dance...

[goyxllow-blog]

((Well, with what is happening and Daimon being the muse that is Ready to Go, this is a starter call for those of you that are interested in the Cittageddonzodiac thing that’s been going on.

I’m going to take it slow, so I’m capping at 3 unless someone wants to do a group thread or smth.))

[nightmarishnesses-blog]

“Interesting...”

He mused quietly to himself, watching the streets in front of him and the chaos that erupted. Freddy had only just arrived in the...needless to say - quite strange city, just a short while ago. It would’ve been an understatement if he said he was only just slightly interested in what was happening. 

He took notice to the amount of people who appeared to be glancing at their hands, with only a small handful of them either looking more confused than they had already been, or shocked and happy. Curious, Freddy took a glance at his other hand, taking notice that the symbol of a triangle was slowly beginning to form there.

He had absolutely no idea what it could mean - but he couldn’t wait to figure it out. 

[venomoushelianthus-ca]

No matter how Rika seemed to scratch and scrub, the star on the back of her hand would not fade. It irritated her, to say the least -- she hadn’t done anything to earn a mark, and she absolutely didn’t get it tattooed on purpose. It simply appeared, with no explanation. Seeking one out, she left District Zeta and ventured out into the... inherit weirdness the city had become.

(Not that she had known it very long beforehand. For all Rika knew, this was just commonplace. Still, she had a nagging feeling that this wasn’t something the citizens were used to.)

Someone out there had to know what the star meant, and Rika intended to find out.

She had managed (albeit poorly and not without significant nausea) to make it through the bubbles in Sector 006, but when she had arrived in Sector 005 --

No. There was no city, only the mental hospital. There was no Mint Eye, or V, or RFA. Only cold linoleum floors and crisp white walls. But there was the exit, right there --

She ran.

“Let me go! You can’t keep me here!” If the doctors were chasing her, she didn’t look. She could hear footsteps -- flashes of a city in dismay fill her vision but the door is so close -- but does not look back. “I’m not sick!” The hallway stretched further and further away, and she thought she might have heard someone talking.

“This is torture! Leave me alone!”

[xthirdoption-blog]

As if the oddities of this week didn’t seem to cease, Shion was inspecting the very odd fish symbol on his hand. While he himself had not been harmed, yet, by the strange happenings, he was observant enough to see others weren’t as lucky. He would help if he could. As soon as he figured out what it meant.

To: All Contacts From: Shion [ Image Attached. ] How can I help?

[monkeystaffed]

Jack sat down inside the building he was hiding in. He was cheerful as he always was... During the few days of this chaos anyway. Suddenly, he felt a sharp sting. He instantly moved his hand towards his face and looked at it. Something like a tattoo was on his hand; now he definitely wasn’t the type to get a tattoo. If he did get a tattoo beforehand, he would have gotten a skull and crossbones, his insignia, or maybe the Frankenstein head he had on one of his tank tops… But a six-fingered hand? No way! Jack nervously tried scratching it in hopes it’ll come off, but no matter what, it wouldn’t. The more he stared at it, the more he started to feel weird. But unlike the level of weirdness happening right now it seemed normal, it was something like he was coming back to his senses.  A light flickered, and miraculously his personality and his clothes were back to normal.

“Out of all the times I could’ve turned good it just had to be this time, huh?!” Jack said to himself as he got up and started walking out of the building. “Oh well! I’m not gonna waste time anymore. I’m finding the person who’s causing all this trouble and partnering up with them! Then we could get outta Hive City and next: take over the world!” he cackled loudly and started flying away on his Heli-Bot.

[indumentumxris-blog]

i’ve got stamina

     Dead.           They were all dead.

Dead, mindless, and moaning and groaning their way to a living Ghoul.

     Uta wasn’t sure what had happened in all of this. Just a few days ago, the sky had literally split open and unleashed an army of weird occurrences, and now this? The undead were surrounding his designated home and Uta had to fight with the god awful smell of pollution encasing the streets. He didn’t even notice when a familiar human came into the surrounding area.

     He was far too busy sending the undead flying into walls, across streets and through the windows of temporarily abandoned businesses. As much as he tried not to cause too much damage, there was little he could do when he was surrounded.

     One of them grabbed at his shoulder, and as he turned to grab its face with his open palm, he locked eyes with a friend.

     “Sousuke. Why aren’t you inside?”

     Having already grabbed the groaning zombie by the face, and figuring he had already been seen making short work of the ones that dared touch him up until that point, he spun and let the body leave his grasp —

     A projectile through the smog.

     Uta paused, noticing a discarded bat from a fighter that had likely long been lost at that point. He walked over, picked it up ( it was surprising that it wasn’t broken ), and held it out for the human to take. On the back of his palm was a symbol: a question mark, though he wasn’t sure how it got there or when. 

     “There’s another wave coming. Decide what you’re going to do.”

     Stay or leave? Run or fight? With Uta or without?

[candykraken]

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

[inhabae-blog]

[♚] “ What is it now?!  One thing after another....“ she rubbing the heartmark burning her hand.

“ I need a drink.... Urk. “ 

[goyxllow-blog]

“What the--” Daimon looked at the back of his hand to find an...mackrel on it. Mackrel? He looked at his phone and then back up for some reason. Save the city? Well, that he could do! Even with the others not here, he could still do it....Yes he could!

(He just wished that they were her--ow...ow ow)

“Circle...I wonder....nine other people?” he wondered as he thought as to how to find nine other people that make up this ‘circle’.

[jyuzotheprocessor-blog]

      “Agh... Damn!”, Jyuzo shouted, a pain searing through his off hand. He raised the back of his palm to see what the pain was stemming from, only to find a question mark singed against the dull metal hand. Followed by his confusion was a text, explaining everything, along with the weird situations popping off across the city. The text came off as a challenge, and Jyuzo couldn’t help but want to face it head on. 

       “Guess I better get movin’...”, Jyuzo muttered as he headed for the door of his apartment. A pack of smokes and a strange symbol would be all he needed in tow for today. 

[vennatrix]

Her gloves lay discarded - the first because of the pain, the second just to be sure - but the mark only marred one of her hands. Etched in and clear to read, ice. Lady held it out, studying it, but it did nothing else.

In her back pocket, her phone continuously vibrated.

[alicesoneandonly]

Not long after the rabbit read the text did a burning sensation on his paw come about. Looking down, Peter noticed a small heart symbol appear on the back of his right paw, and he couldn’t help but snort.

“Figures I am reminded of home,” he said to himself. While he suspected that the symbol had nothing to do with the Country of Hearts, he still couldn’t help but find a bitter humor in it all the same.

However, there was something more pressing at hand, If what the message was saying was correct, he needed to seek out and find others with different symbols in order to reverse what was done to him. Not only that, but he would have to join hands with them. This thought made him cringe and he had half a mind not to go through with it until he remembered that the alternative was to be stuck in his rabbit form.

In reality, he had little choice in the matter.

“...to hell with this place,” he muttered before closing the message and making towards the door of his home.

It was time to find some germ infested people and get this over with.

[levitersora-archive]

“Oww-” That was a weird pain to have all of a sudden, quickly taking off his glove as a strange shape began to form in the back of his hand. “A shooting star?” Sora stared at his hand for a moment before looking up towards the sky. 

“Okay... this is weird. But I’m guessing it will come in handy.”

[apocryphism-blog]

     Like a command seal, an image had been scrawled upon the back of the boy’s hand, much to his confusion. A star, bearing similarities to a pentagram lacking it’s usual circle. ... It wouldn’t be until moments later that the boy would find an answer as to what this symbol meant.

It was, undoubtedly, a weapon against the demon causing this nightmarish disaster.

... Gazing at his phone, examining the sender’s initials for but a moment, Shirou closed his phone-- the blades of his black keys materializing again. Gather the 9 others with these symbols, and one could stop Bill Cipher... while he had his doubts given the suddenness of this affair, he had little time to second guess this cryptic message. If it was a way to stop things, he would do it.

“... I see. Be it through the power of this ritual, or by the power of the lord-- this demon will be put to rest. ... O lord, give me strength...”

     Internalizing a small prayer, Shirou made his way forward-- away from the mounds of blood and ash left behind him that had tainted his holy vestments.