http://need-no-moon.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] need-no-moon.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2010-03-27 02:34 pm

Streets of Fandom - Saturday

There was a bull-size wolf moving through town. The fact that some people might end up thinking he was a monster had occurred to Jacob, but his sense of self preservation was very much skewed. Besides, how many monsters did you know that walked around with a cut off pair of jeans attached to his hind leg by a gas mask. Luckily there was no droid baby, Sedna had been dumped with Morgana which seemed better for everyone involved. Except perhaps Morgana.

It left Jacob free to wander the island, trying to pick up a scent of the wolves that had taken the principal. He couldn't help wondering if the one he'd met on Thursday had anything to do with it. He didn't want to believe it, she'd been... He didn't know what it had been, but he'd been comfortable with her almost as if she'd been one of his pack despite all the differences.

The fog was still thick and while Jake's bulk gave him at least some time before he started hallucinating, he wasn't immune. It forced him to retreat regularly when the vampire scents became more poignant and he could see things moving that weren't really there. He'd find a spot, turn back and breath through the gas mask until he was certain his head was clear enough. Then he'd be back out, looking for real monsters and the wolves. Because somehow that was personal.

[Open for monster encounters and/or running into Jake.]
therewaslife: (→ | observant lean)

[personal profile] therewaslife 2010-03-27 02:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Bod was not wearing a mask. He knew he probably should have heeded some of the warnings but he was too...curious about the effects of this fog to dull his senses. After all, he didn't plan on staying out long.

It was proving difficult to see, difficult to even move and he'd resorted to waving a hand in front of him to try and disperse some of the fog as he walked.

"This is unreal," he muttered, watching his feet as he walked to make sure he didn't trip over anything errant.

[SP cuz of work but who could resist hallucinating roommates even if one is in wolf form?]
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[personal profile] therewaslife 2010-03-27 02:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Bod couldn't be sure if he was hallucinating yet because he hadn't seen anything but the thick, black fog. Even so, he found himself blinking to keep his vision clear.

When he thought he caught sight of...something up ahead, he stopped and kept still. Mentally, he cursed for the inability to Fade. Outwardly, he breathed quietly and tried to will himself to see what was near.

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[identity profile] madetoosmrt.livejournal.com 2010-03-27 03:36 pm (UTC)(link)
The baby godzilla was out for blood, having failed the master when the wolves had not. Blame a poor sense of smell and an island fully of shiny objects.

Spotting an oversized version of his foul beast brothers, the godzilla roared, calling it to battle!

[identity profile] madetoosmrt.livejournal.com 2010-03-27 04:00 pm (UTC)(link)
The snarling wolf was greeted by the thunder of meaty legs lumbering toward him at a surprisingly speedy pace. The baby's tail flicked to and fro, excited to give this monster a taste of the master's fury.

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[identity profile] not-jaded-yet.livejournal.com 2010-03-27 03:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Jennifer was probably foolish to be out in the fog alone. But she knew other people were out there alone, and she was going to face her fears and go out and make sure people were safe.

So also out on the streets was a near seven-foot green giantess, who was definitely no monster.

The one thing she wasn't expecting to see was a giant wolf. Seriously, that was one big wolf.

"...I feel like I should be wearing a big red cloak with a hood," she said.
Edited 2010-03-27 16:01 (UTC)

[identity profile] not-jaded-yet.livejournal.com 2010-03-27 04:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Jennifer tilted her head. That was definitely a different look for a big animal. And it wasn't attacking her, so she wasn't entirely sure whether it was even real or not.

"Hey wolfie," she greeted. "Don't suppose I know you, huh? Run around here often?"

[identity profile] guardian-god.livejournal.com 2010-03-27 04:44 pm (UTC)(link)
There was no halting fighters from doing their best to fight back against the things attacking their island home, and Dimitri was no different, spending his day in the fog now that he was better equipped with a mask against the breathable compulsion, thanks to his novice.

Emerging from the thick fog, Dimitri paused at the sight of the familiar wolf.

[identity profile] guardian-god.livejournal.com 2010-03-27 05:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Dimitri eyed Jacob, the memory of their first meeting was a strong one. But today there was a different sort of enemy at hand. "I believe we're on the same side today." Dimitri believed they were always on the same side, but convincing a werewolf of that fact was not on his to-do list today.

[identity profile] sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com 2010-03-27 07:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Triela was out in the streets once again. And she was still quite pissed at the fog. How was she supposed to shoot things with visibility so poor?

Her scowl was hidden underneath her mask, and she kept her weapon at the ready. It wouldn't do be caught unprepared, especially since anything she encountered was likely to be at close range.

She also kept her eye out for other students or adults from the island. It wouldn't do to shoot one of them, either.

[identity profile] unborn-renegade.livejournal.com 2010-03-27 07:11 pm (UTC)(link)
After the morning's craziness, Jak...

... was still out on the streets. With his blaster gun, and the red laser scope attached. It cut a figure against the fog, that was for sure. Sneaking.

[identity profile] sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com 2010-03-27 07:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Triela stopped walking suddenly and cocked her head. She thought she heard a footstep.

Was that... a spotting laser?

[identity profile] kestrelswolf.livejournal.com 2010-03-27 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)
The report about the wolves kidnapping the principal meant there was a very cranky two-legged wolf stalking the streets of Fandom, armed with her longbow and sporting one of the strange masks.

By her side, unsurprisingly, was Blind Seer. He did not have a mask, just determination not to repeat the embarrassment of the scent-magic incident in the sewers beneath Thendulla Lypella. His nose would not be fooled again.

Blood, Blind Seer commented, sniffing the air. Wolf's blood.

Show yourself! Firekeeper demanded, wondering if the blood belonged to their prey.

[identity profile] kestrelswolf.livejournal.com 2010-03-27 09:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Firekeeper's own nose was detecting nothing but the stale smell of the inside of the mask, which was definitely annoying.

Well, 'just me', you look as if you've had some trouble, which was perhaps an understatement as she took in Jacob's state.
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[personal profile] weetuskenraider 2010-03-27 09:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Tahiri had had enough of biosuits after that last infiltration of Coruscant, so she was wearing one of her usual flight suits today, only with a rebreather -- a concession she wasn't the fondest of, but a necessary one, particularly after what had happened on Wednesday with Jak and Jono. The rebreather kept her Force senses from getting clouded up like they had that day, so she trusted herself enough to stay under control and range further away from the dorms.

Barefoot as usual, and lightsaber casting a freakish pale blue glow in the fog, she already had gunk from several dispatched creatures on her as she paced through the streets. She was very slightly more the Yuuzhan Vong warrior than the Jedi Knight at the moment; considering the creatures they were dealing with, it seemed the smarter choice, although she was keeping a careful watch over her own state of mind.
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[personal profile] weetuskenraider 2010-03-27 09:35 pm (UTC)(link)
There was something close by in the fog, and a little exertion of her Force senses gave her the familiar signature of someone she knew. The shape she could halfway make out, though, looked more like Blind Seer than anything else . . . but that wasn't his Force presence.

"It's Tahiri," she called out cautiously, still poised to move if she had to; no idea if whoever was out there was affected by the fog or not.

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[identity profile] guardianborn.livejournal.com 2010-03-28 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
It wasn't that surprising that Rose was out wandering through the streets equipped with a gas mask and a sword.

Was it?

She frowned as she saw the large creature emerging through the fog, and the sword was drawn quickly. "God, it's always wolves or psi-hounds or something."
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[personal profile] heromaniac 2010-03-28 01:03 am (UTC)(link)
Normal people would assume that monsters and evil fog outside meant you should stay inside. Blossom knew, of course, that no one on this island was truly normal, and so far she'd had to rescue and try to escort home more than one NPCitzen.

So, yeah. Blossom was out and about, pounding the streets (stupid fog!) and doing her hero thing and keeping an eye out for any possible clues about the kidnapping.

[identity profile] madetoosmrt.livejournal.com 2010-03-28 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
She might want to spent a little less time looking for clues, and maybe a little more time paying attention to that low growling sound somewhere off to her side.

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