( 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

[alizes]

She senses his reluctance, but he agreed to go with her. So she figured he just wasn’t all that happy about having to hide or get help. He couldn’t blame him- there was a reason she was out here on the streets doing her best to help out instead of at the safe haven in the hospital. But Blaine is right, there’s no way she’s going to leave behind someone who’s basically like a brother to her.

“Okay, let’s go.” And off she goes, doing her best to listen to try to guess where the invaders may be hiding and ready to attack. And she keeps her promise: there’s no parkour going on here.

[blaiiines]

Blaine slowed when they reached the hospital entrance. He should probably feel bad about tricking Iris this way. Letting her think he was placidly going along with this and would stay put in the hospital until the creatures were dealt with. But he didn't and, even if she hated him, he would still go along with his idea.

"Iris." He knew damn well she wasn't going to hide in the hospital with him. The moment he was inside, she would run off to find someone else who needed help. That was just how her family worked; they were shields. He flashed her a smile. "Go kick some ass."

With that he turned and headed into the hospital, getting lost in the crowd.