It's a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World

[misery_hates_company]

Who: Misery, Atsuro. Also: Now Open.
Where: The streets of Libra.
Summary: Okay, maybe this nigh apocalyptic people going crazy thing IS kind of Misery's business. To be fair, scorpions.
Warnings: SCORPIONS.
And this is why you shouldn't trust other people to resolve these sorts of situations.

Misery blasts a few more scorpions as she makes her way out of the apartment. She's not exactly sure when they started to show up, but they were here now, and being most troublesome to boot. Upon exiting, however, the full breadth of the situation begins to kick in; the little beasts are everywhere, and that's not even regarding the folks who are getting attacked by other folks. Or the ones running in fear from everything.

It's like the whole world has gone mad.

A few of the creatures skitter towards her, tails poised to strike. A few summoned blocks puts the fight out of them quickly. Still, she's forced to admit she can't work in this environment. She moves on, blasting any creatures -- or anybody -- that gets in her way. She's not trying for fatal force on the human ones... but she can't be blamed for her actions if they try too hard, can she?

Comments

[otakuro]

Misery probably should've stayed at home today. The situation is hardly conducive to walking peacefully, let alone working on any projects of substance, and despite appearing to be less than threatening alone, the scorpions are rather hardy. ...Or perhaps there's just so many of them that they replace each other immediately and fluidly without missing a beat.

Wherever Misery is heading, she'll be interrupted partway there by the sudden appearance of Atsuro and his raven demon out of thin air. He isn't paying the least bit of attention to where he's going, keeping his head fixated behind him instead, towards an extremely substantial swarm of the shadow creatures. Somehow, they are capable of tracking him down even with his excessive abuse of teleportation - they race towards him at top speed, without the smallest misstep.

"Dammit...! These things just aren't letting up!"

[deathof4thwall]

There's some weirdo in a blue uniform walking through Libra, merrily crisping scorpions with what appears to be a two-handed sword that is on fire. Upon seeing you, he gives a little wave before switching directions to head towards you.

"Hiii!"

...is he skipping over to you?