( june event ) who's that pokemon?

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EVENT: WHO'S THAT POKEMON?

For the residents of Wayward Pines, the 19th is just your typical boring Monday. The sun is shining. The birds are chirping.

Until suddenly, they're not.

That's the first sign. Maybe you don't even notice — you're far too busy with your nine-to-five, or maybe even by poolside, blissfully ignorant to the trouble brewing just out of sight, or to the fact that SPF 15 is basically just water anyway. Or maybe you aren't quite so lucky. You notice the birds have gone silent. You feel the eyes upon you, unseen but still raising goosebumps on the back of your neck.

And then from the woods, that telltale scream.

No, two screams, then three, then five, then more than a dozen. You can't count them, can't figure out which direction they're coming from. It's like they're all around you now. Even above you. Now you spot them on the rooftops — god, they're huge, you can't even fathom how they made it up there unnoticed.

But they're not playing at stealth anymore. One leaps off the roof, a single fluid bound on long thick limbs, and barely lands on the sidewalk for a moment before it lunges at the nearest person — your neighbor mowing his lawn, or maybe the woman carrying that armful of bags out of French's Grocery — long claws slicing through their flesh like a hot knife through butter. Then comes another, and another. Into the streets, the backyards, and the ill-timed pool parties, tearing through every living soul they can find.

By nightfall, the creatures have retreated back into the woods en masse, but anyone foolish enough to wander too far from the safety of their homes runs the risk of being picked off one by one if they're not careful. The 20th and 21st follow a similar pattern; during the day, the Sheriff and a team of volunteers comb through the woods looking for survivors, and during the night, these creatures do much the same.

The morning of the 22nd dawns with the last of the vicious "murder potatoes" (as Linda had hysterically dubbed them on the first day while wielding a butcher's knife with astonishing proficiency) have fallen, and the danger is gone.

For now, anyway. The questions they leave behind, however? Those are here to stay.

MOD NOTES

This is a catch-all for any and all threads pertaining to the Who's That Pokemon event! It covers the battle on the 19th and the lingering danger over the course of the 20th and 21st.

PLEASE INCLUDE IN YOUR TOP-LEVEL SUBJECT LINE: Character Name, date, location, and open or closed, to help keep things a bit more organized.

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Comments

[aeturnus]

Thanks, I thought it might go well with the apocalypse movie chic.

[ He says that, but... well, he's not injured at all. Just frazzled, hair out of place from the situation and how often he's running his hands through it and smoothing it down. Her down to business greeting after the momentary snark gets a smile from him. ]

That's right. What do you need?

[ How can he help her help them all? ]

[withstyle]

[Izzy can appreciate someone that rolls with the punches. And apocalypse movie chic here definitely seems to be able to do that. Though, the other part of her brain can't help but wonder what happened to the shirt that he had prior to the hospital scrub top.

Another question for another time, though.] I wanted to ask if anybody has come to you about getting into the chemicals--industrial cleaner and all of that--that we have available in the hospital to put towards defending this place from those things? There's a lot that we can do with the cleaners alone, let alone some of the other things that they should have around here.

[As she speaks, Izzy gestures backward in a vague reference to where one might find said chemicals. Her usual confidence is in place, even though she's only vaguely aware of how she knows this. she knows that...she's got some education backing her up.

Damn memories. Most of them are fully back, but now she's realizing there are still a few stragglers.] I don't want to step on anyone's toes if there's already a plan in place...and if not I want to see what I can mix together that makes an impact on these things becausse I already have some thoughts. [She drops her hand, serpent bracelet slipping down back into place with the settling movement.]

[aeturnus]

[ Pool parties happened, Izzy. Pool parties. ]

There's some doctors and other people looking into it, but I doubt anyone would say no to extra hands. [ He motions down the hallway, then points up to one of the overhead signs. ] They're in outpatients with all the stuff they've grabbed. No concrete plan yet. Think that's where you'll be for the foreseeable future?

[ He wants to keep tabs on everyone that he can manage. Make it easier if they needs to rearrange or change plans somewhere along the line. ]

[withstyle]

[Pool parties sound a lot more fun than an onslaught of monsters, pity!

Izzy nods, knowing that doctors looking into what they have make sense. The hospital staff are easily going to be the people most familiar with what exactly they have here. So, that's definitely going to come in handy; they also should know the basics to mixing together caustic chesidering the onslaugh.emicals.] I'm going to guess the more the better, considering the onslaught.

[Izzy peers down the hallway, noting the spot easily and then turns her attention back to Roman. She can add more to that, and she can help there and she knows that without a doubt. The petitew oman nods automatically.] I'll be there, for the most part, unless Alec or Magnus need a hand with anything. [She gestures in the direction that she last saw her family members, knowing that she can find them pretty easily and vice versa.] Then I'll bounce back and forth.

[She gets where he's coming from, and she's not going to make it hard to find her. In a battle, especially one like this, you need to be able to find people, after all.] Has anybody shared any weaknesses or details about fighting against these things with you that you can pass on?