capitalh | SCARY TOWER SIEGE #2

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SCARY TOWER SIEGE #2

Who: Downtown LA Rescuers/Captives
Where: That tower that just hatched from that office building.
When: Saturday March 15th, around 6PM for when they appear.
What: A creepy looking tower hatches out of a downtown office building and superheroes come to fight it and save its captives.
Warnings: Violence, body horror, mind control, fucking creepy bullshit.

A spiral tower looms ahead, the rubble of its shattered camouflage still littering the ground. Civilians panic, the streets crowding with an unexpected traffic jam. Cyborgs flood the streets, and defensive fire opens from above.

Eventually, you break into the inside of a vast tower, like a tall layered cylinder of steel and black metal. You can see a seemingly endless height above you, and an endless depth below. Each layer is lit by a ring of multi-hued light that seems to bleed into the black material below it, like veins into flesh. A circle is cut through each layer from the tower's top to bottom, and occasionally a vast black form will rise and fall between layers - a mass of black metal with lights like eyes and grasping mechanical hands. Sometimes it takes captives with it.

Cages line the exterior walls like an arena, with other restraints set up on the layered floors outside. There is a tone of clinical order and structure without, though the black metal leaks a substance almost like the sweat of an animal. Cages open and close themselves, and smaller machines and familiar looking cyborgs wander the floors. Entire cage sections can be removed mechanically and taken to lower levels. Muffled voices and the animal cries of captured strays can be heard around the shaft, as well as the rhythmic hum of vast machinery down below.

There is no natural light here, and the tower's shaft travels far beneath the earth.

[OOC: There will be specific mod NPC posts made within each rescue log for dealing with the central hub of the AI. Remember, if you want to fight one of the Nightforce, ask a mod.]

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[Legion has long since entered the tower, and has spent the last several hours thinning out the cyborg's ranks, crushing, smashing, and pulse-melting them into oblivion. Cages are brought back to ground level, where CONDOR teams are defending and evacuating the prisoners. The operation is very clearly improvised, given that CONDOR had so little time to prepare, but it's working effectively so far.

Legion is also searching for any kind of connection into the tower AI.]

Milly hadn't expected to have help on this one, honestly. She'd been flying around aimlessly in search of the source of whatever's been going on -- more than a few people she knows have stopped responding to her texts, have gone too quiet altogether. She hasn't heard from her dad much lately. She was supposed to see Neku this week, and Cynthia never fails to text her back...she supposes it's not fair of her to worry too much, when she'd gone radio silent on her friends not too long ago after that ill-fated fight with Signless, but she feels like she's earned it, what with all the creepy cyborg mutants going around.

She really doesn't know how to feel about all of this. They're horrific, those cyborg mutants, they're creepy and macabre and terrifying, but...she has to wonder. Is that would people see when they look at her, if they knew? It only strengthens her resolve to keep her secret under lockdown. No one can know, especially not after this.

She had run into Mysticalman by chance. Milly is pretty sure -- as in, like, 99% sure -- that this guy is actually her upstairs neighbor, the weird magician she'd given Mooncrash to and the same one who had crashed her and Cynthia's sleepover to talk loudly over their Netflix cartoon binge. She doesn't say anything, but she really wants to.

When the tower appears in the middle of downtown, all spooky and ominous-looking, it's a no-brainer. Milly grabs Eusine by the cape and zooms straight for it, fully intending to punch her way through whatever obstacles she might find. She really, really hopes she'll find her friends in there -- and if not, she'll at least get to beat something up.

Rikki has long since begun to feel small and helpless, in the face of all this. This is so big and Alpha Force is so small right now. So many of her team have been captured, and she's here without them anyway. Cap isn't here, and while she loves Hawkeye, trusts him with her life, at the end of the day he's just a baseline human like she is.

They are so, so screwed.

She doesn't say that. What she does is smash aside a cyborg with her shield, calibrated so it's longer than usual, rectangular, with a sharp almost-blade that sweeps toward her elbow, and smashes the sharp end down into the thing's exposed neck. She feels bad - it looks like it was a dog, before it got changed - but there are a lot of cyborgs and not a lot of time, and it's probably kinder to put them down anyway. Having cleared them a little breathing room, in the lee of a building sheltered from the freaking bullets flying over head, she looks up at Clint and manages a smile.

"So... any ideas?"

Nessa has completely lost track of time. To be honest, she is losing more than just time, pacing the bars of her tiny confinement, with only the scent of terrified animals, blood and death to keep her company. Somewhere along the way she'd lost her things--her mask and scarf--and if she wasn't feeling more feline than human she'd be feeling very naked. The sinking feeling in her gut isn't something that she's losing though, and she know, even through instinct and clouded thoughts, that if she didn't get out of the cage she was in soon, something very bad would happen.

They'd moved her away from the people, from what she could hear and smell, into a cage far smaller than the one previous. Once she'd shifted to protect Cynthia, they didn't much like it. She was filth to them--a human who could take the form of animals--and so they shoved her with the rest of the animals.

As fresh scent of blood and oil crossed her senses, the tigress gave a rumbling roar, which joined the desperate chorus of her cellmates, and then started her attempts and scratching at the cage door again. She was panting, and covered in the strange liquid that oozed from the walls thanks to her frantic searching for a way out, and when the bars do not budge once more, she resumes her anxious pacing, glancing at every movement with wide eyes and an arched back.

[Matilda had little idea of what was going on. She had come to the city in order to replenish her stock of food--there was always a way to find some, even if it did get a little difficult not to get caught up in her lies--when she saw her first cyborg. After her encounter with another creature of the mechanical kind Matilda wasn't particularly keen on them and a part of her couldn't help but wonder if Airachnid had some hand in this.

Whether she did or did not, Matilda was trying to do whatever she could to try and fend some of them off. Unfortunately, once they realized what she was capable of she got the attention of more than she thought she could handle. Being able to lift them and toss them about was no problem, and if she could actually concentrate on them enough she might have been able to handle the ones that kept coming her way but so much was happening, and she just kept panicking.

She flew quickly into an abandoned shop, windows broken and door practically off its hinges and ducked beneath the counter hoping to at least lose them enough to give her time to calm down and assess the situation logically.]

Wow, splitting up, what a great idea, Karkat thinks as he tries his damnedest to force his way through a fresh wave of cyborg monstrosities. Of course, he reminds himself, this was his idea, thinking they could find and rescue their friends more quickly that way, but at this point he wishes Katniss or Jon had his back – hell, he'd take Jon's stupid dog over trying to fight this mob on his own...

[This core retreated when the siege first started, but now that its defenses are wearing thing, it has returned as its own last defense. This massive body of twisted black metal and shifting hues of light raises and falls between the levels of the tower hectically, scratching its talons against walls as it screeches.

It's run out of servants, but it refuses to back down.]

I ^will not STOP I ^willPERSE_VERE
^{I will} PROVE _{my love_{my love}}
I WILL _BE LOVED

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