http://not-the-irs.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] not-the-irs.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2011-12-09 09:09 am

In Fandom Town Down to the Gates of Fandom High, Friday Afternoon

Now firmly under the control of Mr. White, the Auditors were becoming a little... more coordinated. They had found some of their powers failing that morning, which was terrifying, but then Mr. White had given them that look and they had given in to their bodies' apprehensiveness and scurried off.

Now...

"We must learn more," Mr. White crowed loudly. "Most of the humans are in there." He pointed at the school. "That is a fact."

The hundreds of Auditors gathered in front of him nodded meekly.

"So we must study it from the inside," he continued, "This is also a fact."

Another unanimous nodding session.

"Those inhabiting the town are also of interest," he added, "Which is also a fact."

More nodding.

"They have proven hostile so far. Also a fact. That means we can only conclude one thing."

He held up the axe. A good chunk of the Auditors held up their own weapons, mostly because they didn't want to be singled out for another experiment.

"CHARGE!" Mr. White yelled.

The throat protested. Interesting.

Seven hundred Auditors charged through the streets of Fandom.

[[ ocd up! Have at! Note that after this, all of Fandom besides the school and dorms is gone, so be sure to read the OCD. Also, if you need an excuse to get your character out of the affected areas, the Auditors are everywhere and they're going to be very hard to miss. ]]

Re: The Forcefield Fails!

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2011-12-09 02:03 pm (UTC)(link)
It was afternoon by the time Anders woke up, and when he did he mostly wished he had gotten vanished, because how the hell much had he drunk last night during that gremlin bite?!?

It was just his poor dumb luck that he was still hung over enough to not be paying any attention when the force field failed, just shuffling slowly down toward the Perk for a badly-needed coffee so he could get his head together enough to get in on the fighting.

He didn't notice when the force field blinked, which meant he didn't have time to be glad that at least he hadn't gotten stuck in a shelf in Special Collections this time.

. . . he might have been humming "All Along the Watchtower" when he blinked out, though.