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EVENT MINGLE: Turning of the Tides

What: Turning of the Tides
When: Days 303 - 307 ( July 31 - August 8 )
Where: At the heart of the city.
Rating: PG-13. Anything higher than that should be taken to a private log, please!

(Edited to Add: There's a current EVENT LOG DIRECTORY here to make navigating the log easier!)

[ In the dead of night on Day 303 ( July 31 ), most people in the city will already be deep into sleep when a sudden crash rings throughout the city, the sound of a thousand glass windows shattering all at once breaking the silence of the evening. When the Travelers look outside to see what happened, the castle at the center of the city will be near completely hidden from view, the barrier surrounding the palace frozen over from what looks like a bomb of ice exploding over it. The ice is a bright, near-luminescent blue that spider-web crackles along the surface of the barrier and onto the ground surrounding it, spreading rapidly outwardly in all directions. Within a matter of minutes, the ice will have taken over the entirety of the castle and some of the surrounding buildings. Travelers are welcome to join panicked Natives as they run out in varying states of dress to hack and burn away at the ice in a feeble attempt to fight it back, but the magic furling the ice is strong and it will encroach upon the city at large by sunrise.

With Day 304 ( August 1 ) starting off on a high note, it will quickly become apparent that the city structures were not the only things under attack. A message of distress comes from Loki's bracelet right before the network as a whole is torn to pieces with a violent cry. Travelers will be wholly unable to access any facets of the network, including network posts and private contact posts. This leaves the Travelers very much disconnected as the ice continues a slow crawl towards the city gates. Travelers will have to spend the ensuing week in radio silence and old-fashioned communication methods as they combat Thiazi's attempt at taking over the city from within.

That is, of course, until she attempts taking over from without as well. On Day 305 ( August 3-4 ), a fleet of lesser Frost Giants will descend upon the city. They remember all too well when the Travelers managed to defile their own holy city, and they do not hold back in their retaliation. The battle against them will help generate heat and cause damage enough to fight back some of the ice, but it comes at the cost of fighting for your lives.

The attack will last until Day 307 ( August 7-8 ), at which point most every one of Thiazi's minions will have been killed or retreated. The Travelers don't have much breathing space to heal their injuries, however, as the ice still remains and though it is much slower in its crawl, it's still spreading across the city and there is no saying what might happen if it were to take over entirely.

It all comes to a head the evening of Day 307 ( August 8 ) when the palace, still covered in that thick, impenetrable layer of ice, suddenly bursts into flame. The fire is more golden than red, the heat of which can warm one's cheeks all the way to the city gates, though it feels no warmer than a nice summer's day regardless of proximity. When the fire dies down, all of the ice has been melted away, leaving dampened earth and an enraged king at the heart of Asgard. Something is changing, and the only thing anyone can say for certain is that this war is not yet over. ]

[ OOC NOTES: This is the mingle log for the Turning of the Tides event! There will be headers for each district for organizational purposes below; comment to as many as you'd like, or create your own header! Please put [OPEN/CLOSED] as well as the IC DAY in your comment title. Remember that you are welcome to use this post and to make your own logs.

Welcome to Arc 3, and let us know if you have any questions! ]
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Night 303 - Open | Early morning 304 - Closed

[personal profile] beforethewar 2013-08-01 06:09 am (UTC)(link)
Night 303 | Sigyn District | OTA

[Eight is out in the thick of it in the middle of the night, looking rather disheveled, having just enough time to throw his jeans on before pelting out into Sigyn District.

There isn't much time to think with how fast the ice is moving, and he spends the precious little time there is hauling poor Natives out of their homes before the glowing crystals envelop them completely.

He almost doesn't notice how he's moving towards Hel District.]

Morning 304 | Hel District | Closed

[She has to be alright. She just has to.

Eight is still pelting through the city half-dressed, his bare feet slapping against the cobblestones. Every now and then, he spies Natives in need of rescuing and of course he goes; he does it without even thinking now, his exhaustion making him work on pure Doctorish instinct to save and protect.

Between rescues, his hand moves to his bracelet and he activates it, sending a broad message to his other selves and his friends.]

Is everyone alright?

[And then another message, specifically to one person.]

Charley? Charley are you there? I'm in your district. Are you al--

[He lets out a gasp of surprise and some pain as the network shrieks, and goes dead.

Muttering curses, he continues to work. But he's distracted now, and hasn't yet noticed the ice slowly creeping from the house he is pulling people from up his legs...]
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Night 303

[personal profile] nukeoleptic 2013-08-01 12:44 pm (UTC)(link)

[ Jade is out of breath - she's been jogging around the nearby districts, trying to figure out what exactly is going on, if it's a prank or a joke or something serious. She spots him hauling Natives out of homes and freezes for a moment, startled. God, she should've been doing that, too. ]

Do you need any help?
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[personal profile] beforethewar 2013-08-02 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
[Eight pauses in his work after pulling the last person out of this particular house before it becomes completely enveloped in the ice, looking around for the source of the voice.

When he catches sight of Jade he heads over to her, wincing and kicking aside a shard of ice when his bare foot makes contact with it. He really should have put more than just his jeans on before leaving.]

Hello! Yes, we need to get all the Natives out of their homes before the ice overtakes them.

Or...actually, you wouldn't happen to be in Odin's house would you? That fire magic would be quite useful right about now.
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[personal profile] nukeoleptic 2013-08-03 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
No! No, sorry, I'm just in Sigyn - I don't know how much good plants are going to do against ice.

[ But she has shoes on, at least, and will jog toward him regardless. Oh, well. She could use vines to help the natives out of their homes -- that was good enough, right? ]

Hi, I'll help, which house next?

[ No questions or complaints here. ]
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[personal profile] beforethewar 2013-08-03 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
Well, maybe, if you could make vines strong enough to crush the ice.

[He turns to look over the ice that's now completely enveloped the house he just finished rescuing people from.]

Then again, probably not.

[Eight then smiles down at Jade.]

Hello! I'm the Doctor - er, one of them.

[He then nods over to a house not much farther down the street, where Natives are already starting to evacuate people.]

That looks like a good place to start, I think!
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[personal profile] nukeoleptic 2013-08-06 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
Probably so. And hi! I'm Jade. The only one here right now, I think. It's nice to meet this face, Doctor.

[ But she's already on the move (even if she's in shoes that are clearly not hers and entirely too large for her), moving as fast as she can. ]

This would be fun if things weren't so dire.
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[personal profile] beforethewar 2013-08-08 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
It would, wouldn't it?

[Thank goodness for having so much exercise over his long, long life. He picks his way through the ice with a good deal of agility, managing not to injure his feet on the ice shards too much.

He then skids to a halt in front of the house and turns to Jade.]

Find torches, lamp oil, a crow bar, anything to either melt the ice or chip away at it. I'll go in to see if anyone is still left inside.
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[personal profile] nukeoleptic 2013-08-10 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
Can do. I'll go work on what I can!

[ And then - zoom, she's gone off to help in whatever capacity she can. ]
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Early Morning 304

[personal profile] theheroheart 2013-08-02 05:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Charley has been trying to reach the Doctor, the distractible heroic bastard since the initial explosion, and while she's been outside helping people get their things and evacuate, she's been keeping an eye out for him. She has just enough time to turn on his message and hear "--ley are you there? I'm in your district. Are you al--" and not to respond, yelping at the loud shriek of the network. ]

[ muttered ] Oh, Doctor, you couldn't have been more specific?

[ She can guess the right direction, though, and takes off running. It's not far to the edge of Hel from where she is. She's been slowly making her way that way anyhow.

So she gets there, misses the beginnings of creeping ice entirely, and lets out a little relieved laugh, coming to a stop in front of him as he helps people climb out.

Oh, you're all right!
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[personal profile] beforethewar 2013-08-02 06:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Charley, hello!

[Eight's eyes light up as he sees her. She's safe and unharmed.

He pulls one more Native out of the house and turns to her, blushing slightly as her presence reminds him that he's only really half-dressed. He really should have taken the time to put a shirt on.

But then he moves to walk over to her and gasps as stabbing pain shoots up his now frozen leg.]

Actually... I don't think I am.

[Eight tries to keep a calm expression, but it is rather difficult as the ice slowly climbs it's way up body, the glowing blue crystals spidering their way across his waist.]
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[personal profile] theheroheart 2013-08-02 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Charley, bless, has been a bit preoccupied with what's ABOVE his waistline, and didn't initially notice the ice. When he gasps, though, her eyes drop, and she takes a couple steps towards him. ]

Oh! Oh, hold on, I'll... I'll find something to break the ice up with. We'll get you out!
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[personal profile] beforethewar 2013-08-02 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Stay back! [He throws his hands up to keep her from getting too close. He is not about to let her get caught with him. He was distracted and careless and got himself into this mess. Damned if he'll let anyone get hurt for it. Least of all Charley.]

I'm...I'm not sure there's anything you can do. The buildings you can chip away at. This ice, on the other hand, has a rather soft Doctory center.

[Yes, make jokes at a time like this. Especially since the mystically enhanced ice is already making his feet and legs extremely painful.

As the ice spiderwebs it's way further up his stomach, back and chest, his voice takes on something of a squeak which sounds more befitting coming from Eleven.]

However, ah, I won't object to you trying, I suppose!
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[personal profile] theheroheart 2013-08-03 02:07 am (UTC)(link)

[ Well. She could go looking around for something that might do, or she could just... let out a breath and form a prybar out of her shadow. She hasn't done MUCH with her powers yet, but they come easily and now seems the perfect time to try to use them. Save time searching for things, anyway. ]

Okay, here we go! [ she swings the prybar at the ice on his leg, hoping to just break him free from the mass and worry about the rest of it later. It starts chipping away, but it grows back almost as quickly as she's breaking it off, and it's creeping even further up the Doctor's chest. ]

Come-- on-- you stupid-- thing! [ punctuates her words with swings at the ice. ]
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[personal profile] beforethewar 2013-08-03 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
[Eight tries to flinch away from the shower of ice brought up by the blows from Charley's strange prybar shadow thing, but there's really nowhere to go. And besides, his body is too busy shivering from the cold to really obey him very well.]

Ch-Charley, stop. S-stop. It's...n-no use.

[It's getting harder to breathe, and he struggles to lift his arms and gently shoves Charley away before she gets caught in the ice with him.]

It's - it's okay, Ch-Charley. [Damn this human body and it's fragility. He wheezes as the ice begins to freeze his lungs.] It's...okay.
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[personal profile] theheroheart 2013-08-03 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
No it's not!

[ Charley stops, though, because he's right, and she's more likely to just hurt him than help him at this point. She drops the prybar and it dissolves back into her shadow as she fights the urge to cry because she is strong, but tears are coming anyway. ]

It's not okay, you're being frozen into an icicle and I can't do anything about it and-- I'm so sorry, Doctor, I should have noticed, we might have gotten you out...
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[personal profile] fantastix 2013-08-03 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
Seconding the lady.

[There's another voice behind her, an angry bundle of raging Doctor in leather. Without a word, he tries to slip his shadow under the ice to pull it away. But he quickly realises it's far too small in all this light, and for a moment he's frozen (thankfully not literally) with indecision.]
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[personal profile] bonnypiperlad 2013-08-03 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
Aye, it's not all right.

[And there is Jamie, who literally wasn't there a moment ago - but finds it quite easy to catch up once he spots the group. He may have missed some of what was going on, but it's not hard to figure out the rest. And as a result, he's looking more than a bit upset about the situation, his gaze switching from Eight over to Nine and Charley and back again.]

Look, there's got to be some way to get ye out of here, Doctor.
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[personal profile] theheroheart 2013-08-03 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
I couldn't break the ice, I was trying but it just kept growing back.

[ She IS NOT FREAKING OUT. She's just y'know. Crying a little. The freaking out will come later. ]
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[personal profile] beforethewar 2013-08-03 06:02 am (UTC)(link)
This- [wheeze] This isn't normal ice. It's t-too late. My own s-stupid fault.

[His eyes go to Nine, then Jamie, then finally on Charley. His hand is out to her still, but he hopes she understands it's to keep her from coming closer.

The ice continues it's trek across his body, crackling as it moves over his shoulders and down his arms towards his fingers.]

Doctor, Jamie...tell her. Doctor, r-remember how you felt when Rose--

[Eight wheezes again, almost completely unable to breathe now, and grimaces. Nine will understand what he means. He needs his last moment and breath for Charley.]

I'm s-sorry, Charley. I'll make...make it up to you...when I g-get back. Promise.

[And with that, he closes his eyes and lets the glowing, magical ice finish the job, encrusting his whole body, both suffocating him and freezing him completely.]
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[personal profile] theheroheart 2013-08-03 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
Doctor. DOCTOR!

[ No. No. She refuses to allow this. It's not happening. Not now, not after she'd finally gotten to... not after he'd finally... Just no. Because while part of her mind is going "he's going to be back, calm down, it'll be okay", the rest of her is preoccupied with the fact that he's human now and also that he's dying right there in front of her.

That he's probably already dead... not an option.

She lunges forward for him, not that she'd be able to do any good - hopefully someone will have the presence of mind to grab her so she doesn't get hurt herself.
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[personal profile] bonnypiperlad 2013-08-03 06:42 am (UTC)(link)
[There's a terrible sense of deja vu on Jamie's end as he sees the ice spread across the Doctor's body, that absolute knowledge that he's going to see his best friend die in front of him again with no way to stop it. Jamie whirls, frantically trying to find something - anything - nearby that looks like it might slow or stop what's going on, but it's far too late for him to do anything about it.

Only Charley's cry is enough to break through his frantic search, and his head snaps up at the sound, just in time to see her lunge forward. And then he's lunging, too, reaching to try and grab her arm before she gets too close to the ice and gets trapped by it herself.]

Charley, no! There's nothing ye can do now. Doctor, tell her!

[Or help him stop her, whichever works best.]

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303 - Night

[personal profile] fredless 2013-08-05 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
[She's only just finished taking to Sophie, Fred's mind busy with freezing ice and distance kingdoms and how it all makes home feel further than that. Past touching, past thinking about even. She can't think about it even, not when there's so ---

Her thoughts are suddenly, solidly interrupted.

She's gone and managed to bump into someone]
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[personal profile] beforethewar 2013-08-06 08:13 am (UTC)(link)
[Eight isn't a large fellow. So, when he's pelted by a flying -- okay running -- woman, he finds himself stumbling back a bit. His hands reach out to grab the woman's arms to hopefully keep her from stumbling to the ground.]

Woah! Miss, are you alright?
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[personal profile] fredless 2013-08-07 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
[The pillow Sophie insisted Fred bring acts as a buffer of sorts, but the collision is still enough to jolt her back into the moment. It's only then Fred realizes how out of it she'd been.

This isn't Pylea.

She repeats the thought a few times in her head until it circles round convincing, even as her gaze flickers up to meet the stranger's]

I'm ...[Well, nothing is particularly fine at the moment] It's nothing that'll leave a mark. And anyway, I'm pretty sure I was the one that ran into you.

[Her gaze flits again, looking for what's next. Aware this isn't exactly the best time for conversing]
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[personal profile] beforethewar 2013-08-08 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[Eight tilts his head curiously at the woman. Something is off about her reactions, but he can't actually put his finger on it. Still, she looks steady and he relaxes his grip on her arms, no longer worried she's going to slip and fall.]

Yes, well, I suppose you did, but that's alright. I'm quite sturdy.

[He gives her a little grin. No harm done.

Oh, right. The ice.]

Do you need help getting away? I can help.