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▼ The Darkening Days

Who: Everyone. This is a general catch-all Taurus Event log. If you would like to do your own separate logs either due to pacing or easier loading, by all means, please do so!
Where: The Entire City
Summary: The last days of the Taurus event as things start to sour dramatically. During the 13th hour, Mutation Skills are unlocked for certain people (see the info post here) and now people have a chance against the swarming mechanized bulls. Unfortunately, for some, this means the paranoia hit a new low....if you want, you can get together and join each other's posts to try to hold the city down and protect everyone!
Warnings: Strange Attitudes, NPCs, Attacking, Battles.
Note: Please mark your post with what date they are happening. We are allowing anywhere from the 23th to future-dating to the 26th itself. Go on and have fun!

▼ The nights grow weary and a pattern seems to be forming...(days until the 26th)

Most of the Taurus civilians had willingly put themselves in confinement. As their symptoms began to rise, at the very least, there was little chance for them to cause problems. It looked like, hopefully, that they could hold back a lot of the damage and deaths to the city.

How completely wrong they would end up being...

▼ The day of reckoning...(April 26th, before the 13th Hour)

In retrospect, they should have realized something was wrong. While the Scorpio civilians were screaming about doom much like it had been predicted, Aquarius and Leo were not.

More research was needed...but there was no time now.

Somehow, everyone that had gone to the holding facilities were being freed from their confinement areas. No one knew who or got in, or how they got out, but many guards were injured in the process-- or worse.

The city turned into an all too (unfortunately) familiar sight. The Taurus civilians were causing havoc in the city, joined by others that the city had not predicted. Observers and Researchers quickly realized that these were all the earth signs, and a signal was given out; but too little, too late.

The city needed to fight back, lest it lose even more of its members. The situation was dire, but they had the Visitors on their side.

...For better or for worse.

▼ The Hour at Hand...(April 26th, 13th Hour)

13th Hour.

By now, the city was in chaos. For those who had witnessed the Scorpio outbreak it was an unfortunate similarity they might want to forget, but for others, this horror was brand new.

Giant mechanical bulls patrolled the city and continued to swarm, the police force trying to contain them and help as many as they could.

As time went on, mechanical parts and rocks fell to the floor from the bulls. Once the 13th hour hit...the remaining ones mutated, standing on two legs. And that wouldn't even be the worst of it...

And yet even in this Hour, there is hope. Power surges in a select few, and with a new skill at their tips, the battle may be won yet. But remember your mission: you came to protect this city. That includes the people living here. With so much chaos, you'll also need to help them and reduce the number of deaths as much as possible...and try not too look too closely at a looming figure in the Taurus Ward...

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[He pauses to collect his thoughts, resuming fire on the remaining monsters using his trusty revolver in the meantime.]

...It was like I couldn't control my own thoughts anymore. More than anything else, I was compelled to start screaming doomsday prophesies about the the bulls were going to come.

And here we are. Seems like we should have been listening to the tinhats all along. [ He doesn't appear to feel too much regret, though. He shifts back on the bench, settling in place. If a bucket of popcorn belonged anywhere, it would be here. ]

So you believed it. When did reality hit?

It cleared away just in time for everything to come true, actually. Pretty convenient, don't you think?

Makes for some convenient story telling, at least. It's almost as though we're being puppeteered by some crueler personality higher upstairs, wouldn't you agree?

Only almost?

[He's been played plenty enough in the past to realize when he's still being toyed with by the fates.]

It isn't exactly easy to pinpoint who it is, or if it's even a being on a similar plane as us, but I always kind of assumed that would be the case the moment our mission became "to aid the city".

[Not that he... really did much to help on that front either, but well.]

You never know. We might be subject the whims of a merciful god. [ he sounds too amused to put weight behind his own words. ] As I've heard, we're the pawns of some kind of avatar of progress or something. Wasn't really paying attention to the briefing. Sounds like he'd be a pretty swell guy in theory, doesn't it?

--Ah, you mean that Philemon guy?

That's the name! [ congratulations! ] Any opinions on that guy?

Not really. I mean, I could've done without the whole "getting whisked away to the horror tower of doom" thing, but I don't think he had complete control over that.

[Not that it'd stop him from whining about it.]

Oh, that thing a couple of months ago, right? Wasn't around for that. Tell me about it.

[His eyes go to the last remaining bull monsters. There's only a few of them now, but given his luck tonight, he wouldn't be surprised if more came soon.]

Tell you what. Keep those guys off my back while I talk and I'll tell you all about it.

[ he follows his gaze over to the bull monsters. that's it? booooring. ]

Is it really necessary this time? You seem to be doing fine by yourself. [ and joshua's too lazy to lift a finger to help. ]

The things are attracted to me like flies. But I guess if you don't mind awkward pauses every time I have to stop and fend for myself...

[ ... joshua's mouth twists into a frown, but hey, logic. he takes out an orange flip phone and starts pressing buttons intently. before long, bicycles, vending machines, and even small cars start appearing above enemies, falling on them with satisfying crunches. he looks back up at his conversation partner, eyebrows raised. Good enough? ]

[Geeze, this guy has a lot of power, doesn't he? But whatever, Hizumi's mostly just grateful that he's finally got the monsters off of his back.]

Guess I have no choice now, do I?

...Basically, when we woke up there, we were trapped in a hospital-like place with barriers up to keep us from escaping. They didn't let us out until we'd eaten some nasty oatmeal and met with some of the... ah, residents.

But the curious thing is... the people there were a lot like us. Gathered up from different worlds, although it seems they were told it was because their own worlds had been destroyed.

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