James T Kirk Memorial Causeway, Saturday Late Morning

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Contrary to any weather patterns on the island or the mainland, the causeway was shrouded in a thick fog. Its tendrils were slowly spreading out through the streets of Fandom; if it continued at the same rate the entire town would be fog bound in a few hours. It was cold and damp and dismal, the perfect weather for a viking raid.

Or in this case...

If anyone was around, they would have heard a sound like distant rhythmic thunder start to come out of the fog. It got louder and closer until it became possible to pick out many rough deep inhuman voices in it, along with the rhythmic boom, boom of many large feet hitting the ground in unison.

Gradually large dark shadows appeared in the fog, revealing themselves as very large, very ugly.... things. If anyone was watching and knew anything about certain non-human species, they would've recognised them as trolls.

Row upon row of lots of big, ugly, vicious, dim-witted trolls stomped their way out of the fog. When they were all through, the two trolls at the head of the group called a halt to the group. You could tell they were the leaders because they both wore shiny helmets with big pointy horns on them.

"Right!" the first one, Grrarg, yelled. "We have orders. Group... you guys here," he said, waving his hand at the left handed side of the troll horde, not quite sure of counting to one. "Follow me. We go to where the females are. Protect them, stomp on anything trying to hurt them. Maybe get laid."

A cheer went up from the trolls he'd indicated, while the others looked maybe a little annoyed that they weren't chosen. Maybe not. It was hard to tell with trolls as they always looked a little annoyed.

The second leader troll, Gragrr, addressed the possibly annoyed trolls. "We go church," he said. There was a long pause as the horde waited for more, but that seemed to be Gragrr's entire motivational speech. A half-hearted cheer went up from his group more out of duty than real enthusiasm.

"Right!" Grrarg yelled, raising his large cudgel (which he called Big Stick Good For Hitting Things) over his head. "We go now! Everyone follow!"

Slowly with a lot of grumbling and other less pleasant but nonetheless usual troll noises, the group split into two and headed down the streets of Fandom to their chosen destinations.

But trolls were not known for the focus, or their dedication to a cause and as they went, a large number got distracted by all the lovely things they were passing that they could smash. As a troll brain was very small, it took little to no effort for them to forget their orders and convince themselves that they were really here to loot and pillage and rampage. Most trolls could turn anything into an imperative to loot and pillage and rampage. It was a genetic gift.

So it was that the groups that arrived at Efferton and at the church were much smaller than the groups that had started out from the causeway. And there were random groups of trolls running around Fandom having a trollish good old time hitting and smashing things.

[OOC: this is the post with the rampaging trolls. There will be threads for each location as the trolls get to them.

Locations contained herein:
J,GOB
Empire Records
ABIS
The Park
The Beach

Other locations where trolls can be found:
All and Sundries
The Arms Hotel
Efferton Manor
Our Lady of Fandom Church
The School]

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J,GOB

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Attracted by the smell of pastries, one troll made a beeline for J,GOB.

Re: J,GOB

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly had been planning to get an ice cream today, but the change in the temperature and the weird chilly fog that was now rolling through the streets had changed her mind. Instead, she'd gone to J, GOB for a muffin.

Paying more attention to reaching into her pastry bag than to what was in front of her, Molly walked right into what felt like a wall. She fell backwards onto the ground, the muffin she'd half pulled from the bag flying into the street. She looked up at the towering figure above her.

"You made me drop my muffin," she said angrily.

Re: J,GOB

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"Foood." Bart sniffed his way to J,GOB and grabbed at the muffins on the counter. When he turned around he saw the employee motioning to a passing trooper for help.

"TOY!" Bart growled and dropped the muffins, heading out the door. "How you get out?"

The trooper barely had time to lift his blaster before Bart knocked him on the head and started dragging him back to the manor.

Re: J,GOB

[deadly_little]

Miho couldn't find Becky or Jarod anywhere, so she decided to search the town. While the most logical place to look for Becky was probably a bar, she went to J, GoB's first, just in case Becky had the same craving for danish she did.

Except there were things. And they were wrecking the bakery. This would not do. This would not do at all.

Trooper Patrol

[fandomtroopers]

Trooper CT-287932 had gotten behind of his patrol due to some hinderance - there was a small amount of debris caught in his armour, or more specifically he had a rock in his boot. He quickly moved down Apocalypse Avenue, trying to catch up with the rest of patrol. Noticing the figures in the mist, he hurried up towards them.

Re: Trooper Patrol

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Bart looked around for something to hit with his stick. He hit a tree and the sidewalk and got his stick stuck in a sewer grate for a few moments. When it finally got free he looked up to see a shiny plastic man. "Toy?"

Empire Records

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A small group of trolls come upon the music shop, giving it a once over before putting fists to windows and the building's exterior.

Re: Empire Records

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John happened to be wandering in town when he came upon this scene. Stopping, he wondered if it was some kind of performance art.

"Uh."

Re: Empire Records

[queen-of-zagreb.livejournal.com]

Yitzhak had slept in today, but there was no ignoring that noise from downstairs.

Emerging from his apartment above the record store, he clumped down the stairway and froze halfway down, unsure whether to laugh or just stare. He'd seen some bizarre acts in his time, but this was taking "heavy metal" a little too literally.

Besides, that was so twenty years ago. Please.

Re: Empire Records

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Bart didn't even get his fist through a window before he caught sight of a trooper. He was beginning to think that either the girls were messing with him by letting the toy out all the time or that the toy was an excellent escapee.

With a put-upon sigh, Bart hit the trooper over the head and started carrying him back to the manor. "Dumb toy."

ABIS

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A small number of the trolls happened upon the new business, studying it for a moment before deciding that it was indeed smashable.

Which was why one of them started it off by putting the cudgel through the window of the front door.

Re: ABIS

[demonbelthazor]

Bel hadn't found anything at Selkie Cove, so now he was storming through town, trying to find some trace of Phoebe or Lana. Instead he found...what the hell?

Re: ABIS

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"Halt!" A trooper yelled at the trolls, holding up his blaster. Bart came around the corner and gaped at the trooper. He could have sworn he just left from putting his toy in the pantry at the manor.

"BAD TOY! NO FIRE!" Bart grabbed the blaster and yanked, pulling the trooper towards him and quickly bonking him over the head. "Stupid girls not doing good job watching."

With a grunt he took off to take the trooper to the manor.

Re: ABIS

[drywitmartini.livejournal.com]

Hawkeye had received a phone call from Zoe telling him what was going on. He'd planned on going straight to the school, but the trolls had stopped him. Now he was busy trying to avoid direct contact by taking cover in AB Investigative Services.

Perhaps not the best choice.

The Park

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It really was too pretty for the trolls not to wander off into the park. Pulling branches off of trees, uprooting bushes, throwing benches. This island was troll paradise.

Re: The Park

[silent-robert.livejournal.com]

On their way through town, Silent Bob stopped suddenly, whapping Jay on the chest to attract his attention and pointed at the rampaging trolls. Jay gaped at them and then turned to Bob, his eyes narrowing.

"No one fucks with Mother Nature on our watch, lunchbox."

Silent Bob nodded emphatically, throwing up the horns before reaching into his trenchcoat and handing Jay a wooden bat before grabbing his own crowbar.

"Let's rock," Jay announced.

Re: The Park

[cat-in-the-box.livejournal.com]

Schro was sitting peacefully on a bench, enjoying a nice struedal. He looked up at the trolls. "You guys look interesting. What are you guys?"

Re: The Park

[mildly-super.livejournal.com]

"No, Ma it would be wonderfull to have you here, but are you sure you're okay to travel? What do the doctors say? Really? Well good that's..." His voice trailed off as he saw what was happening in the park. "Ma I'll have to call you back." he said, hanging up the cell phone.

Re: The Park

[the-ascended.livejournal.com]

Daniel was muttering to himself in Latin, checking his watch as he crossed through the park. He really wanted to finish this translation and it was also his turn to call Sam this week.

Re: The Park

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John was planning on visiting Rosette the long way, through the park, so he was dressed warmly, still using the cane.

Re: The Park

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna had been on her way back from her clinic shift when she saw the Trolls. Her next comment was not appropriate for anyone's ears.

Re: The Park

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Bart was having a lot of fun hitting things with his stick until he saw something white and plastic nearing a tree. Lumbering over he snuck up behind the trooper that was about to radio for help and conked him over the head.

"Bad, bad, bad toy." Bart grumbled as he drug the trooper to the manor. "Stop running away!"

Re: The Park

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

With a small army of invading trolls wreaking havoc all over the island, Aziraphale had plenty of places to choose from when he went looking for some way to help. But the first one to catch his attention was the destruction going on in the park.

Oh, hell no. Not his park, by God.

A sword appeared in his hand, and he stalked toward the creatures with an expression of mixed anger and annoyance.

[ooc: I found time to play with the trolls, yay!]

Re: The Park

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

After dealing with and escaping one troll, Parker headed back toward the dorm, but stopped when she saw something on a park bench.

A laptop. A very familiar laptop. One with a "J" decal on it, and "JC Broots" engraved on the lid. Okay, going off with a girl was one thing. Leaving behind his laptop? Something else entirely.

"Crap."

Broots was in serious trouble. And given the monsters roaming around...

Parker grabbed the laptop, cursing under her breath, and headed back to the dorm at double-time now, adding Broots onto her list for today of "people you can't trust not to get hurt out of your sight."

The Beach

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A few of the trolls have found their way down to the beach. They're confused and a few of them start to eat the sand.

Re: The Beach

[joxertehmighty.livejournal.com]

Joxer sprung out onto the beach wielding a large stick.

"Away with you, vile fiends!"