Who: Aña Corazon, Clint Barton, Billy Kaplan, Claire Belacqua, and assorted friends. (and assassins)
Where: Various places in LA
When: Throughout the musical plot
What: Due to RL shenanigans, the mun has opted to make a catch-all post for either summaries or threading of any planned musical plot interactions.
Warnings: ...lots of ridiculous romantic singing?

[If we have planned an interaction, you may ask me for a starter or post one yourself. If you'd like to run into someone, feel free to ask.]

Who: Natalie Rushman (or Natasha), Clint Barton and YOU
Where: Grand Park, near Alpha Force Tower
When: March 29, afternoon
What: Natasha is scoping out a target. Natalie is jogging on her day off. It is innocent and not at all suspicious.
Warnings: None at the moment
Notes: You can tag Clint instead of Natasha if you want. He is present and shooting at things.

( we'll follow the rules )

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.]

Who: Jessica Drew and Clint Barton, professional superheroes
Where: A restaurant, close to Alpha Tower
When: March 11, the night of the kidnappings
What: Shit's going down. The senior members of Alpha Force are unaware and hungry.
Warnings: Dumbasses. Awkward romance. Awkwardness in general.

( I make 'em too, or haven't you heard; waste a few on you 'cause I never did learn )

Who: Rikki Barnes, Clint Barton, and YOU!!
Where: Around and about
When: The night of the Dr. Dynamo post, idk, dates
What: Rikki's going out on patrol, and needs a chaperone. Clint is... sort of a responsible adult.
Warnings: Ridiculousness. Lots of it.

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Who: Clint Barton and YOU
Where: Alpha Force Tower, later Trailblazer dorms
When: TODAY. ...yeah, whatever today is.
What: Clint's back from his leave and is clueless about the things he missed. Like half his team disappearing.
Warnings: none (yet)

Alpha Force Tower

Clint could use a haircut and a shave, but all in all he doesn't look too worse for wear when he clomps into the residential area of Alpha Force tower, bow on his back and dufflebag slung over his shoulder. He's fiddling with one of his hearing aids, since he'd gotten kind of used to not wearing them most of the time so it's like getting used to them all over again, but otherwise he mostly looks way more relaxed and less likely to flip out than he did in the immediate aftermath of Mockingbird and Captain Victory's deaths.

"Hey, anyone home?" he calls out. "Fi, I brought you a souvenir!"

Trailblazer Dorms

In the wake of finding out that half of his team has disappeared without a trace, Clint wasn't really sure what to do with himself. "Disappeared" doesn't mean "dead", which is a blessing, but that doesn't make him feel that much better. A shower and a shave later, he's still pretty scruffy, but he feels like he should be doing... something.

And that something, he figures, is he should check on the Trailblazer kids. He always tried to keep an eye on them, even outside of the official mentoring or training, and now he's been gone for more than half a year. If nothing else, he knows there's new kids that he hasn't met yet, and he should do that. He shows up at the dorms and just hangs out in the living area, waiting to say hi to whoever comes by.