EVENT ★ BACK TO THE FUTURE

[futurologists]

BENDED TIME As outlined in the OOC post, things start to slow down and grow quiet in Oska for a few days as the bugs crawl away and slowly disappear. But then the cocoons hatch. Fully grown temporal insects claw their way out of them, each about the size and temperament of raging bulls. They come out far more aggressive and eager to fight, are are willing to take on anything that moves with jaws and claws alike. Except, of course, another insect — when two of them encounter each other, they enter into a mating dance and then slip away into another dimension, leaving behind only the temporary ghosts of years gone by. If you can’t find a way to pierce that thick shell to take one down, better find another one to pair it off with instead. Just try not to get bit while leading them around and find yourself suddenly 5 years old again. The insects aren’t the only thing going on in Oska, though. As it turns out, unicorns really hate this adult form of the temporal insects, and will start kicking their way out of their stalls in the stables to get at the insects in an attempt to impale or trample them. According to Uruz they’re gallant warriors, but not always quite cut out to take on a bug, and can easily get themselves hurt or killed. She would really appreciate recruits taking a moment to recapture any stray unicorns they may come across and leading them back to the stables. Try to avoid any insects on the way, or you’ll find yourself suddenly fighting insect and irate unicorn, which is no one’s idea of a good time. The lake is getting more active, too. All the fighting has woken up something in the depths of it. Dark red tentacles sometimes creep up onto shore — and don’t worry, this time they don’t belong to a sea goddess. The tentacles don’t attack unless attacked, and can in fact be quite agreeable. Nodes along the length of them act as primitive eyes, which see well enough to interact with anyone nearby. They’re also all a little peckish. Toss a tentacle a bit of food and watch it curl around and ingest it using tiny mouths on the underside. It might even be willing to play a few rounds of fetch or slap a bug into the sky for you if you put it in a good mood with a morsel of food. The senior ALASTAIR members can be seen out and about and doing their part, too. Uruz and Dagny fight as a team, centaur and elf, sometimes fighting back to back and sometimes as mount and rider. They’ll stop and lend a hand, but the cats are a little less generous. Cherenkov and Crowley fight inseparably and use magic and science in deadly combination to ward off and destroy the bugs, but can usually only be seen darting on their way from one place to another. They have a lot of magitek to repair in the destructive wake of the insects. Pomarr, neither as senior nor as invested in actively picking off the bugs, offers shelter near a tentacle-free portion of the lake, calling down storms to toss away bugs for her and anyone in the vicinity. OOC NOTES This log spans a week ICly. Characters will find themselves beginning to understand each other again as the bugs first vanish, as the effects of the cats’ work on the magitek pays off. The translation problem will be completely fixed by the time the cocoons hatch. All of the bugs will have been killed or shipped off by the sixth day, leaving the last day before their departure to the next mission blissfully relaxing. Any temporally misplaced recruits will be back to normal by the last day, as well. A reminder to anyone still texting: the texting feature of magitek jewelry operates based on thought! There are no physical keyboards, recruits merely think the message that they’d like to send to another recruit.

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[ex_clobbers559]

Honestly it could've been a lot worse! In both our cases. It's no wonder I haven't met you yet, then--I operate in National City.

( Clear across the country. She'd ask if he's interacted with her cousin before, but she's not oblivious enough to fail to notice is amazement at her powers. He'd already be familiar with those if he'd met Superman. )

I— ( She opens her mouth to say something when they're so rudely interrupted. Just for fun, Kara wishes she had a giant fly swatter. Instead of swatting this once herself, Kara turns her head to mask the glowing of her eyes as she roasts it alive in midair with her heat vision. And there's more following it, like ants on a trail. She sighs, and laughs a little. )

We'll be earning our supper today, that's for sure.

( Back down she goes, freezing some with her breath, and taking others up up and away on a rollercoaster of doom as he passes them up. )

Major League Baseball never knew what it lost when their scouts didn't notice your throwing arm.

[webdesigned]

( his head quirks to the side at that — National City? that doesn't ring any bells, though he can't claim to know every city in all of Northern America, either, so he can let it slide. she's very right, he's never met a Superman. maybe one day, if Clarke ever decides to show up in Oska.

a giant bug swatter might have sent a mixed message to a guy that went by Spider-man. as it is, he's actually sort of content to watch her work. it's ... well, it's amazing, actually. he can't sit still for long, heroes never can. he has to wonder what happened to her, to give her such a wide array of powers. it'll surprise him if he ever figures out she was born that way. )

Ha, I wish that were true. I liked chess club better, anyway. ( still, it is beyond him not to show off, at least a little, so maybe he juggles a few of the demented monster bugs for a moment for he hucks them her way. ) How many of these things are there? Maybe we should look for a really big bottle of RAID.