The abandoned warehouse district, Saturday evening

[designateddadfriend]

The flea market had been wrapped up, and as twilight fell over Fandom and most folks made their way down the streets to whatever they were up to for the rest of their weekends, peace seemed to descend over the abandoned warehouse district once more. The balloons were floating at half mast or lower now, and most of the fliers had been taken down or pulled down. The abandoned warehouse was returning to its natural, fallow state.

But it is the way of the universe to tend towards chaos and decay. And buildings left fallow were no exception to the rule.

An old wire sparked. The spark caught. A fire started. It spread.

Good thing most people had already left.

[posted early for timezones! OCD is minor and also ready to go. Ping at will!]

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Inside the warehouse

[designateddadfriend]

For those still inside as the fire spreads.

[Feel free to mod your own fire as needed! If you didn't sign up in the post last week but still want to get trapped and rescued, just let us know in the OOC thread so we know to send someone after your character!]

Re: Inside the warehouse

[drumsticksandd20s]

Steph had actually taken the rest of her stuff back up to the store for safekeeping, and then come back to take a look around the warehouse again.

Dude. Maybe I could repurpose one of these for like a rehearsal space? Somewhere I can really jam without worrying about the volume or having to soundproof shit?

She had her headphones on, and was sort of dancing along to the playlist on her phone, so she wasn't really paying much attention to her surroundings. Not until a support beam of some kind came down and toppled a wall panel that came crashing down to trap her in a corner, anyway.

Re: Inside the warehouse

[giveittoyoursister]

Vi had been doing her girlfriend-slash-employee duties by helping Steph with all that heavy lifting, then hanging around (literally, on the rooftops) while she explored. Which meant that while she realised what was happening sooner, she didn't know exactly where Steph was to drag her out of there before, well, the ping she was replying to happened. "Steph? Steph?"

Re: Inside the warehouse

[anomaly_research_nerd]

Things had gone better than Connor had hoped and he only had a few boxes to get loaded back up. But he was in no rush really so it was taking a lot longer than it should.

Cutter was still there so he really wasn't going to complain about having more time just hanging out.... that was until he caught a whiff of something.

"Do... you smell that?"

Re: Inside the warehouse

[itsananomaly]

Cutter did and knew that something wasn’t right, “it smells like smoke,” he realised, trying to see if he could see any flames, “I don’t see any fire though,” he tilted his head.

Re: Inside the warehouse

[mylandmyrules]

Nell, as usual, was one of the last to leave. She'd packed up what was left of her things - a gratifyingly small amount, then went looking for a broom and dust pan to clean up after herself. And others.

She'd worked her way towards the back when she realized that the comforting wood smokey scent she'd been smelling shouldn't have been here. She wasn't back home with her wood stove after all. She quickly returned the broom and dust pan to the closet in the back and turned only to realize that she was trapped in that area of the building. The fire had sprung up so quickly that it had cut her off from the exits.

Re: Inside the warehouse

[designateddadfriend]

Don't say 'Seattle', Travis reminded himself as he moved through the smoke, Probie at high alert just in front of him. Don't say 'Seattle', don't say 'Seattle', don't say 'Seattle'

"Seattle --" Dammit! "-- uh, Fandom Fire Department! Call out!"

Look, this was his first big fire on the island. He hadn't really had to yell "Fandom Fire Department" before!

Re: Inside the warehouse

[stykera]

Stark had been lingering behind, trying to find ways to be useful, and when the flames started he did turn and head for an exit immediately. But then he heard something that sounded like someone who needed help (whether it was the sound of a living person, an animal, or a ghost might never become clear) so of course he stopped and headed in that direction.

This would quickly prove to be a mistake and Stark ended up unable to reach an exit at all, especially once he'd stumbled into a an area with far more flames than he wanted to deal with. Especially once a bit of flaming wreckage briefly knocked him down and led to a burn on his upper arm that he was trying to ignore for the moment. Other things were more important.

"Is there someone there?"

Re: Inside the warehouse

[designateddadfriend]

After bringing Nell out and anyone else that Buck and Eddie don't grab in the meantime, this will be Travis's last thread before the clinic!, Travis and Probie headed back in, determined to clear the scene, even as the fire continued to spread.

Travis's adrenaline was roaring, and he felt more alive than he had in ages. "Fandom Fire Department!" he called confidently. "Call out!"

Re: Inside the warehouse

[intheeyeofthebeholding]

Jon had had plenty of interaction with people for the day, but Issa wasn't quite ready to leave, so they'd been hanging about. Because everybody knew who was in charge.

At first, he thought the smell of smoke was just his mind playing tricks on him. Then that it was something from the food booth.

It wasn't until the flames sprung up and Issa ran that Jon realised it was serious. "Damn it. Issa, come back!" And he was off. Probably into a smoky and hard-to-navigate area, because as much as he had bad memories of being burnt, his own skin wasn't as important as hers.

Re: Inside the warehouse

[justalittlerepressed]

Well, Eddie was at least trained to find people in the smoke. And to know that people wouldn't always run outside at the first sign of something wrong. Because if they did, his job would be just a little less dangerous!

"Sir, can you hear me?" he called out.

Re: Inside the warehouse

[deathsmajesty]

In a spate of community spirit or whatever, once Liliana had her zombies returned her merchandise to the store, she bade them return and help shift tables and the like back into the warehouse.

The only problem(s) with that were that zombies were slow, zombies were not particularly observant, and zombies were, regrettably, not fireproof. It took them awhile to notice the ever-increasing flames and, ignorant of the danger fire posed to their persons, they tried to shamble through them to the door. The fire didn't hurt them, as they had neither nerve to feel it nor brains to decode the signal, but they were able to figure out that Fire Bad anyway.

Re: Inside the warehouse

[deathsmajesty]

Black magic wasn't especially good at things like fire suppression, but it was good for pure destruction. Like, say, a chunk of warehouse wall when the fire proved to be between the door to the warehouse and the back. With a burst of bright purple, part of the wall exploded inwards and Liliana raced inside, trying to search through the smoke and flames to find her zombies. Immediately, she began coughing, but her magic was strong and she was able to follow the thread back to it's source. "Blind Eternities, no! she choked out, seeing them wandering about, ablaze.

It would have been simple to command them to drop to the ground and roll to smother their flames, but Liliana didn't think to do that. Instead she rushed over and began trying to beat out the fire with her bare hands, knocking them over and rolling them about manually until the flames were extinguished.

Unfortunately, her single-minded zeal made it so that she didn't notice (or, perhaps, just didn't care) when the fire eagerly spread to the shattered wood and sawdust her entrance had left behind, blazing up to block that exit, too. Rude of fires.

Outside the warehouse

[designateddadfriend]

For concerned Fandomites to gather and/or rubberneck

Re: Outside the warehouse

[deathsmajesty]

Liliana's head snapped up as she felt magic draining from her and into the warehouse. The only reason it would do that was because her zombies were taking damage and were drawing upon her power to keep themselves whole. That was when she smelled smoke and saw the first signs of fire coming from the warehouse.

"No!" she cried out. "No, my darlings!" And picking up her long skirts, she did the very wise and composed thing of running towards the burning warehouse.

[If anybody wants to try to stop her and get knocked aside for their trouble, feel free!]

Incident Command

[designateddadfriend]

For firefighters to coordinate outside the building and anyone who needs to talk to a firefighter and get their attention

Re: Incident Command

[firehousehimbo]

Whew, be careful what you wish for, huh? At least it was away from a residential area, though Fandom had screwed with his head enough to worry about families of raccoons possibly trapped.

Re: Incident Command

[designateddadfriend]

Travis's thought process was not dissimilar, lets be real.

At least until he caught sight of the balloons and fliers, anyway.

"Crap," he muttered, then louder, in his 'guess I'm in charge' voice: "Looks like there was an event here today. Priority one is clearing the scene, getting any and all civilians evacuated. Buckley, Diaz, stay as close together as possible, and stay on comms. Probie, you're with me. I'm guessing no one's going to cry if we have to sacrifice the building because we were busy saving lives."

There were only the three of them after all. If Fandom wanted to prioritize real estate in these rare situations, it could train up some volunteers or something.

OOC

[designateddadfriend]

Ping here to request a rescuer to a thread in the warehouse or to otherwise get my attention somewhere if I am missing something. I have had . . . kind of a Week, so it's not outside the realm of possibility that I might miss something.

I really hope I didn't, like, space and forget a Very Important Thread at least.

Re: OOC

[itsananomaly]

And Cutter is now looking for help so that Connor can be rescued :)

Re: OOC

[firehousehimbo]

On it!

Re: OOC

[deathsmajesty]

Heyyyyyyyy, so how do we feel about a small part of the wall getting a little bit blown up? Not enough to take it down or anything, just enough to let someone in which will then also get blocked by flames

Asking for a totally chill necromancer.

Re: OOC

[betterthanaplan]

The whole block's basically burning down to make way for new housing options, so I'mma say that's cool (unless an admin comes by and smacks me for it).

Re: OOC

[doctorgingerspice]

Excuse you, any pinging at Will ought to be happening over in the clinic...

Re: OOC

[deathsmajesty]

And Lili and co are now ready for a heroic rescue, if you please!