destinystrings | Pandemonium

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Who: Everyone [Open]
Where: The Entire City | 18th from 1am to 11pm
Summary: Complete and utter chaos
Warnings: Despair
Music: Break my Soul

Chaos.

There was no other way to describe the mood in the city, the streets filled with civilians attempting to huddle to the closest safe havens. The demons who had walked a fragile alliance with humans, previously content to stay underground due to the fact that they knew they would be pushed back, suddenly filled the streets - attacking on sight when they saw humans showing themselves to be weak. The darker monsters among them relished in this new opportunity, ignoring humanity's pleas and destroying what little remained of the city's peaceful sanity.

Everywhere, the city was a tumultuous mixture of those still stuck in their childish forms, with some back to their older selves trying to fix what they could and reestablish electrical power and barriers. Some demons, siding with humanity despite everything, aided them by keeping the others at bay. Personas were out in full force, swarming the skies and pushing back invaders. But it simply wasn't enough.

Without a network and all of the news outlets completely silent, everyone was left to fend for themselves... and it wasn't pretty.

The Visitors had to act as fast as they could, still in their child forms or not. There was so much to do, and without any directives. No intel sent to their heads explaining the situation. The Wise Men facility was silent. No one seemed to be answering...

[OOC - Here is the City Page. Your character can be anywhere and either look for clues, help people out or simply try to defend themselves. Remember, there is no electrical power right now, and most of the areas of the city are dark.

It's up to you to decide what to do. Shall you go save civilians, reestablish power, go to the MAGI headquarters? The choices will affect the game. There is a planning post in the OOC comm, create teams, decide what to do and help save Hinoto-Ri by following this link. Just know that, tonight, someone you might have thought an ally will declare themselves a foe.

Good luck.]

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...Like what?

I don't know... Drawing, painting, singing? Playing a sport? You should try to do something you actually want for a change.

[He's quiet a second, and back to giving Otonashi a funny look.]

But if I wanted to do any of that, I could do it anyway. Why's it matter about being a slave or not, to do it?

How can you say that? Enslavement isn't-- You don't get to live your own life, you always have to follow someone else!

[He takes a deep breath and rummages through the drawers. They must have matches for candlelighting...]

... There's no way that's a fair life. That's... that's just it.

So.... [Another pause, tilting his head; he really is trying to get this.] ....you don't ever have to do chores? So... who does laundry and dishes? And cooks food?

... I do all of those things myself. Maybe my mother used to, but... I don't really remember my parents at all.

[It's a pained confession, one that motivates him to search more intently for those matches. He feels the edge of the matchbox under his fingernails and fishes it out, popping it open.]

Oh... I don't remember who made me, either.

[Another little pause, trying to figure out if he should be asking something else about that, since he seems upset, but... the earlier topic still has him kind of concerned.]

How is that different, though? You still have to do chores, right? And you can still do whatever you want after you're done, if it's a good clan that's got you....

Because I would never trust something that owns -- that owns human beings. Nothing is worth being someone's object.

[He carries the matchbox to the window and looks out, his brow knitting together in concern.]

Why did I even cone in for these... [Right. Making a fire. Warmth out there in the pandemonium.]

But some of them are really nice, like Winnoc. And since I'm his, that means none of the others, even in the other clans, get to be mean to me. If they get in trouble with him, they really get in trouble, and no one wants to do that!

[In other words, he's all but said in so many words now, that he's a slave to someone who's either at least somewhat powerful, or has some bit of rank. ....Even though the kid here is only about kindergarten age.]

But the vampires don't get upset if they're mean to humans that don't belong to someone....

((wow, cone in? I meant come * in, so sorry!!))

Yeah, and who owns this Winnoc guy? Is that all it is, people claiming other people like they're toys? Everyone's out to protect their own, and then --

[He shakes his head, trying very hard to let the anger fade, lest it be misdirected onto a child. It may be best to head outside.]

... Do you want to stay in the house?

Um... Winnoc says it's mostly only Lord Raziel that tells him what to do. And there's only one person who can order Lord Raziel around, ever.

[So the kid's at least under someone really high-ranking. And if Otonashi recalls what sort of vampire Avitus had claimed to be -- Razielim -- then maybe it'd make some better sense of it all.

He steps after the older boy again, on instinct.]

Don't you still need help carrying things? I could bring something to make a fire with, if you tell me where to get it!

((lol, hadn't even realized.))

Oh... yeah, if you want to get some rocks from the garden.

[He hesitates. On second thought...]

... A-actually, nevermind. You grab any firewood you can find. Even if all you can get is sticks.

[He nods, but looks hesitant.]

I think I know where there's some.... I'll go get it.

Anything will work.

[Otonashi heads off to the garden, picking up as many rocks as he can carry. It isn't many, but he tries to rush the process.]

[Avitus comes back out to the front yard with a few bits of firewood from somewhere in the house, sets them down, and heads back inside for more. He pauses after the second load of them -- it's not a lot, but six-year-olds can't carry as much as teenagers, now can they.]

Is that enough? I should go get more, shouldn't I....

Oh, ah, I can start something with that.

[After setting the rock circle up as best he could, he holds out his hands.]

Here, I'll take it.

Pandemonium

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