( 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.

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Comments

[angelic_archer]

Thanks. Maybe we can figure out their weaknesses, broadcast it to the fighters and everyone else in town...

[it might not help those without training but every advantage known could save someone's life.

For a moment, he looks surprised by the admission, then he scans Roman for some sign of a warlock mark before realizing that there isn't going to be one. He can't be a warlock if he doesn't know about 'sharing strength' and didn't know how Magnus' magic worked.]

I know a few people like that, but they still run out of energy. Unless they're... [Alec seen one type of being who wouldn't run out of energy but... No, he'd be basically vaporized or blind if Roman was Angelic.] Well, they wouldn't easily fit inside a hospital

[aeturnus]

Yeah, exactly. I'm just trying to decide what's worth spreading first so we don't have an entire novel trying to get around.

[ No actual magic to him. Something... greater, beyond perhaps, but nothing like magic. ]

Really? That's a first for me. It's worth trying, at any rate.

[angelic_archer]

I wouldn't mind reading the novel. One careless word might be what we need to figure these things out.

[It'd been that way in the past, Alec is certain of that even if he doesn't remember all the details of that particular mission.]

Which part? Knowing immortals or knowing something that has that kind of power but wouldn't fit inside the building?

It's worth trying but we'll need to find a long term solution to keeping them out if this lasts more than a few days. [Pausing, he looks over his shoulder at the direction where he'd last seen his husband.] I don't like Magnus having to hold the wards like this. It'd be too easy for him to go too far.