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: FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! Round 1

[identity profile] showmetheproof.livejournal.com 2011-12-09 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Scully wounded two that were charging, still feeling remote from everything that was happening. "There's so many of them. We need something that can take out more than one or two at a time..."
notmyownage: (*is seriously pissed off*)

Re: FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! Round 1

[personal profile] notmyownage 2011-12-09 10:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm running low on charge, too," Claudia noted. "Here, let me. . . ." She turned to dig into the bag hanging at her hip. Over her shoulder, out across town, the force-field failed, and the Nothing swept in to devour large sections of the island before being stopped again.

"There!" Claudia said proudly, pulling her Tesla grenade from her bag. "This should do the trick." And she let out a war whoop and hurled it towards the attacking Auditors.