[OPEN DARKNESS EVENT LOG][DAY/NIGHT 131]

[furrows]

Who: ERRYONE IN ASGARD
What: The Darkness Plot!
When: Day 131, all night of it (since lol no day)
Where: EVERYWHERE
Rating: idek man idek

[...

There should be light. The sun should have been up hours ago. But it's still dark. And it's getting worse. On top of your usual troubles, tornadoes have started to spawn in the city and throw things asunder, while the Taken, ravens, and poltergeists are still in a frenzy looking for victims.

This isn't some lackadaisy attack- this is meant for an all-out war. And the more people that fall, the easier it will be to take the city. Stand strong, Asgardians, this is your toughest challenge yet.

And if you live to see the end of it, the sun will be your reward for your cunning and survival.]

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ODIN DISTRICT

[thetaken]

EARLY "MORNING" [ closed - itsuki koizumi ]

[glistens]

[ Rapunzel wakes with a start so sudden it seems planned.

She's still unconscious on an inhale, curled up and unmoving and warm with legs half tucked away beneath Itsuki's "cat sweater"; but just as that breath leaves her, the air emptied only halfway from her lungs, she flinches, coming to life and disrupting the cycle with a gasp.

Exhaustion had been powerful enough to sink her the first time (she'd fallen immediately from wakefulness into a deep, dreamless sleep within moments), and yet it's clear that thought of some kind, dream or not, is responsible for this: the panic in her expression is resolved briefly when she registers him beside her, but then she's falling off the bed and it returns with vengeance in the form of an undignified squeak. ]

[deputychief]

[He -- casually -- makes his way across the bed, popping his head over the edge and offering a hand.

All the while wondering what the hell she was thinking there.]

Are you all right?

SIGYN DISTRICT

[thetaken]

[ Taken!Riku ] - OPEN

[darkbreak]

[Even in the night, his hair is still noticeable.

And even when his mind is clouded and thoughtless, some things still come naturally, like the fact that Riku still keeps to the alleys and shadows. Almost like a stalker, and almost carefully were it not for the sloppy and slow steps he's taking, and the downcast position of his head.

In fact, it probably would look like there's something wrong with him. A bad day or something. But if anyone were to look at his face and what was hidden beneath the bangs of his hair, they'd see a slightly confident smile and wide, cold amber eyes.

He's been taken by the darkness, and the darkness wants blood tonight.

And blood will be delivered.]

[ofthursday]

[Castiel had taken to alleys himself in an attempt to avoid taken and everything else, and it's been working fine until now. He sees Riku's hair first, recognizing the other by it, but he knows better by now that to say anything or approach. Instead he tries to meld back further into the shadows, unlit flashlight in one hand and sword in the other, waiting for the other to come into range.]

[[ooc: I'm thinking they can scuffle and both part ways without killing each other, if that's cool with you~?]]

THOR DISTRICT

[thetaken]

[OPEN]

[ofthursday]

A.) Castiel was heading out into the day-night again after leaving the home of Team Free Will, mostly in search of people who might need help, avoiding taken and ravens as much as possible. But there was something new that he hadn't run into yet before, and that was the tornadoes; this was just ridiculous, in his opinion, and he ducked down into an alleyway to try to avoid the whirlwind. When it finally passed by, he stepped out to see what sort of damage might have been done, and if anyone had gotten caught in it.


B.) He really hated taken.

He'd been out for several hours, and had killed more of the things than he'd bothered to keep track of, but he hadn't made it out of the entire thing unscathed. He'd received a good blow to the face by some a hammer that had thankfully lost the top of it--he wasn't sure entirely how, and hopes it hadn't been on someone else's face--and a deep but not life-threatening cut to the side from knife, in two different fights, and now he was stuck in another. He was exhausted and injured, and definitely would appreciate someone helping him out.

LOKI DISTRICT

[thetaken]

[ota]

[holmes_fanatic]

I bet you think you're so funny. That this is hilarious.

[In the light of a single undamaged street lamp in Loki a curious battle is taking place. An irate seven-year-old is swinging a gardening hoe at his attackers -- a badly knocked about teddybear and a rag doll that has already met the business end of the hoe.]

'Let's possess a toy shop and attack the little boy!' Geez -- give me a break! If you think that I'm --[Teddy bear is swept off his feet, head only hanging onto his body by a thread] -- going to let myself get defeated by a bunch of toys --[Ragdoll falls, is soundly thwacked until stuffing starts to leak out, and doesn't rise again.] -- then you gravely miscalculated the situation--

[There is a new sound now, wheels on cobblestone. Conan looks up to see his newest opponent, a possessed rocking horse charging towards him. It's bigger than he is.

Conan runs.]

BALDR DISTRICT

[thetaken]

The Final Hour - Closed to Eve Samson

[samantha_grey]

Samantha was a survivor. She had seen horrors some of these fools couldn't even imagine. She had killed, left people for dead, drenched her hands in blood and clawed her ways from the very bowels of hell. As she panted and gasped, deep in the heart of Baldr, away from the house and any public places, she reflected upon the sheer number of things she had seen.

The strangeness had seemed so ... miniscule at first. She'd known better, however. She'd gotten away from it all, gone to ground, hidden herself where nobody could find her. still, they'd come. They always came. She'd been damned lucky she'd had light on her. Survival had been a bare thing that time.

Ever since the first drop box she'd found, it had been nothing but lurking, just at the edge of the light with her eyes watchful for threats. Fighting upon fighting had made the days bleed together. She was exhausted, haggard, panting and bleeding from a few wounds right now, bandages closing the worst of them. She had the look of a wounded animal, ready to snap at any foolish enough to come close.

FREYR DISTRICT

[thetaken]

FREYA DISTRICT

[thetaken]

HEL DISTRICT

[thetaken]

Day Closed [Kaz and Vanitas]

[occulthymns]

[There's been a significant change in Euri between yesterday and today. Firstly, she's a great deal more prepared: Dog is with her, growling and constantly circling her, and she not only has a weapon (her lead pipe) but a flashlight and her bag full of basic medical supplies (bandages, gauze, her healing nectar poultice).

The second change is that instead on top of being scared she's also determined. She's out here for a reason - to find Castor - and she isn't going to a safe haven until she's completed her objective. She can't. After she ran away from him she's been feeling disgusted with herself and worried over his wellbeing, so here she is, wandering around everywhere. She's in Hel district right now, walking down the street cautiously, pipe in one hand and flashlight in the other.]

Late to the party but totally open!

[dishonourabledischarge]

[Colonel Sebastian Moran had taken his time to join the fray.

It wasn't out of cowardice. If anything, he was delighted for the chance to actually see action here. But he was ill-equipped for it. With only one bullet for his cane-rifle and no funds to buy a proper firearm, he had to look for other means. Especially since the creatures could only be hurt in light, and they seemed smart enough to try and avoid it.

Granted, an intelligent enemy was a fun enemy.

At last, Moran had taken to the street, armed with three small bottles of lighter fluid -- ingenious things, the lighters he'd found in the shop and managed to get a decent price for, minimal work at the shop he'd got them at, such as heavy lifting -- and two books of matches.

Working as quickly as he could, he bathed an area in lighter fluid. The darkness hid any sight of the wet pavement, and he could only hope that their sense of smell wasn't keen enough to pick up on it. He glanced to the side, using what little mastery over his power he had to send his shadow out as a defense against the approaching native. He stepped back in a straight line, trailing the fluid to mark his path, then recalled the shadow.

The thing came at him, and he struck a match. It burned nearly to his fingers before the opponent broached the circle he'd filled in, and he threw the match to the trail. His expression didn't waver at the howling sound, the inhuman sound of a person screeching as they were burned to death.

One down. Too many more left.]

HEIMDALL DISTRICT

[thetaken]

[Closed to Ventus]

[showmeanguish]

[The attack had come out of nowhere, and left Vanitas running for his life to escape. Panicked, he'd dashed off until he'd lost the two Taken pursuing him, but in the process had gotten completely turned around and lost. Nothing looked the same when there was no light to see it by, and it was impossible to tell where he was.

At least his flashlight battery was holding on. And this, he held onto for dear life, pausing on a house stoop and crouching low to get his breath back. He'd lost his helmet at some point during the chase, and though the light disoriented him some, he couldn't help but point it at his own face, and feel the warmth.

...He was starting to lose it.]

ANYWHERE ELSE

[thetaken]

[Please put the location in the tag, thank you!]

[CLOSED - Castor Wallace] Wandering the streets

[burningcreator]

Shou hadn't been grateful for the bracelets until now.

He checked on everyone he cared about, trying to make sure his friends were still alive... Even if he'd already witnessed a few gruesome deaths. He made a note to check on everyone at least once a day from the safehouse, but then... one of them stopped responding. The lights flickered and the wind roared outside, people were huddled together in fear of the beasts that roamed beyond the walls.

Castor hadn't responded to him since yesterday.

He took a flashlight, heading out into the dark. He knew enough now to shine the light on the Taken until they weakened, throwing something of considerable weight at them to crush them. If needed, he'd stomp on their heads with his Thor strength to end it quickly.

Never in his life had he seen so much gore.

He could feel the wind whipping violently around, forced to sink his fingers into the ground or grab buildings to keep himself from being swept away. He thanked Thor for his gift, this night.

Everywhere [OPEN]

[occulthymns]

[Euri has no intention of making her way to a safe haven. Not yet.

She's still looking for Castor. That disgust with herself for running away from him has turned into a raw drive to find him and kill him, no matter what. He needs to be put out of his misery, and it's her fault he's that way to begin with.

On top of that she needs to find Vanitas, too. Things were going pretty well, but since they got separated she's been sick with worry. He isn't even his normal self so she isn't sure how good of a fighter he is. On top of that, he still looks like a kid.... Yeah, she's worried. She doesn't want him ending up like Kaz.

She... she doesn't want to have kill him like she did Kaz. That thought weighs heavily in her mind as she walks down the street. She's got a weapon - a pipe - along with a flashlight and some basic medical supplies (including her healing nectar poultice). Dog is with her, looking rather intimidating. His teeth are bared, blood is coating his jaws and when light catches his eyes just right it looks as if they're glowing red.]

EVERYFUCKINGWHERE. NO, SERIOUSLY.

[furrows]

[It's the last move. The final push. He's tired, but if he falls now, everyone else is pretty much doomed. He can't back down, and as he watches the tornadoes tear the city apart, he steadies himself, grabs his flashlight, and goes out again into the untamed evil settled in the dark.]

CLOSED; Soushi Miketsukami & Ririchiyo Shirakiin; Between Baldr and Heimdall Districts

[onlyserves]

[At the end of their conversation, where they -- Ririchiyo, his master and partner, and Soushi, himself -- have promised to meet one another in the specific location that Soushi has provided to her. The lone dog was left to remain wherever he was standing in, making sure to not allow any of the Taken to get an inch closer to him. His flashlight was still in working order along with keeping a pair of extra batteries, just in case anything happens to his most powerful weapon in his hands. Throughout the past few evenings and afternoons, Soushi has been searching for all sorts of weapons and other useful supplies to aid him and the others in their mission to remain alive. Ange, Regina, Kagerou, Sinbad, the lion, and the fox twins were back in the shelter that Soushi created after befriending the NPCs that helped house them while Ririchiyo was stabbed during the Idles of March. It was too bad that Soushi had to eleminate them because they were affected from whatever curse was being spread around creating the Taken.

Whatever was currently happening in Asgard, Soushi was certain about one thing -- he will beat and survive it. He won't allow this world to take his master away from him. He won't allow any sort of Gods or conflict part him away from his master. Nothing will seperate them. Not as long as their bond remains strong. They will survive this along with their close acquantances, those they currently cherish in Asgard.

A few gun shots might be heard in the distance as Soushi gets rid of a few other Takens that have tried to go through his defenses. When it came to the crows, Soushi would lure and bait them to attack him with all their strengths simply to stun them as they hit against the ground or building at full force. He has realized that the crows are almost impossible to destroy if he did not posess some sort of ability containing light that would cause harm -- such as fire.

So far so good, there have been no signs of any tornadoes in the area, only Takens and Crows. He could not help find it a bit suspicious, but Soushi will not question it too much. For now, his master's arrival was his top piority, once she finds his location, then he can worry about the rest later. Now. He just needs to await for her arrival. Hopefully, she has not gotten hurt or will not get hurt reaching their promised destination.]

basically anywhere/everywhere.

[extraordinarymuse]

[She doesn't really know what happened - the darkness, she was Taken. That she's sure of, but not much else. And now? Now she's back to normal, back to being herself. She's exhausted and still pretty beat up, but there's no time to regroup.

The city is much worse off than she remembers; it should be light out, judging by the time, but it's not. It's dark, darker than before if that's even possible, and Asgard...chaos. That's all she can see.

It doesn't take her long to find a weapon, to get back out there. She has to save someone, anyone, and she can't slow down because then she'll have time to think about what she could have done. What it must mean that she was Taken, but now she's alive. Okay. Better. Cured, even. Alan mentioned before that the only way to cure these Takens was to kill them, and she might have avoided it as much as she could before. But now? There's not enough time.]