i was on my way to work when i realized i'm wasted

[capemods]

WHO: A WHOLE BUNCH OF PEOPLE
WHERE: Here, there, everywhere.
WHEN: Anytime from 6:00 PM to the wee hours of the morning; feel free to tag in with a specific time in your subject header.
SUMMARY: Chronos and Vector are failures and half the City goes apeshit!

It's been a lovely, warm, sunny day in the City, winding into a nice warm afternoon that definitely doesn't feel like the first day of Fall. As the sun gets lower and lower in the sky, however, something goes wrong. It's a very discreet malfunction, and even people in the general area probably won't notice it; what they will notice, however, are the temporal shockwaves emanating from the malfunctioning device.

Not to mention the eventual effects of those shockwaves. Is that man standing in the middle of the crosswalk with a lampshade on his head? Where did he even find a lampshade?

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[deathdeals.livejournal.com]

[well now the time for words is past heh

HEH

HEH

She sighs briefly, then rushes forward and sort of... leaps at the last second because she wants to vault her crazy ass over Zelgadis and then attack him from behind THIS IS NOT MY POOR WRITING ELLE IT'S HER CRAZY STRATEGY]

[notadartboard]

[gracefully uses the sweep to drop her and pin her to the sidewalk with his knee - gently, but that's where his strength is so it's fairly secure]

Stop this, now. I don't want to have to get rough. [in a low, dark tone]

[livesarock]

[ALERT GASP. Zel raises his blade defensively and catches glimpse of dem asian legs leaping like the most deluded gazelle overhead; that's strangely indication enough for him to hustle backwards and...y'know. Barrel right into whatever blow she wanted to deal. HEALING SPELLS EXIST FOR A REASON, and at the moment, he's still under the influence that he's hideously still 1/3 granite.]

[deathdeals.livejournal.com]

[So she basically just............ stomped on his face and shoulders as she goes tumbling down; she stops herself from totally eating pavement with a palm against the concrete, but at least she's temporarily off-balance. One leg totally shoots out, though, as she crouches down and kind of supports herself on the other one, to attempt KICKING THA HALE OUT OF HIM.]

[badluckpuss.livejournal.com]

[fridgevigilante.livejournal.com]

For a moment, Rorschach merely held the furious animal up where he had gotten hold of it at the back of its neck. It was really the only way to not get hit by those claws and prevent the cat from wiggling its way out of his grip. And yet even the vigilante knew, that it was somewhat hurtful for a full-grown cat, and that holding her that way for longer than necessary wouldn't do any of them much good.

So whilst keeping his hand in the cat's neck, he moved his free arm under the animal,providing purchase for those clawing paws that he knew wouldn't get through the thick leather of his coat, but maybe, only maybe would get stuck in the material and keep the little creature from trashing too much.

He wouldn't let go of the cat, doing what he could to restrain the struggling as he moved down the street and towards the building that he had found his current living space in. It was the best guess: Relatively warm, dry, quiet, safe for the crazed animal to calm down and meanwhile shred the furniture to its liking for all he cared.

Getting there with a screaming and trashing cat in his arms took surprisingly long. But once they got there and the door was closed, the man let go of the cat, putting it down onto the couch in the living room, watching.

"Will let you go once you calmed down." he said in his very own gruff tone, not particularly caring that it was rather unlikely for a cat to understand his words.

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[psychomancy]

a new one works for me! could you set it up? i have to run off to class in about five minutes ):

[secondhandwebs]

The night was still early, by both teenage girl and Spider-Girl standards, and tonight it was the latter that was hitting the streets. Between Nazis, Yusuke is jail, and...other problems, putting on the webs and finding a good old fashioned bit of gratuitous violence sounded just about perfect to May.

Too bad, once again, the world seemed to have other things planned. She'd barely made it a few blocks from the MAC when she saw the small crowd gathered around the prone figure. She pulled up short and dropped down next to him, already reaching out a hand before recognition struck.

"Reilly?"

[livesarock]

Gyah--! [okay, first: OW??

second: wait, why ow? being made of rock meant that ow was limited to laserfire and...

okay, ow. science had to wait because getting kicked forward--again: ow--and he was in a bad spot.

one more kick and he's got a few steps distance to whirl around and fire a magic spell YEAH YOU WEREN'T EXPECTING THAT WERE YOU. pressurized air shoots out like a big ol' invisible bullet as he says:] Bomb di Wind!

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[soldieringblue]

no probs!

[deathdeals.livejournal.com]

[NO SHE MOST CERTAINLY DID NOT and Shiva basically just gets comically blown back......... into the semioutdoorish fruit stand part of one of those grocery stores that are everywhere in NYC. However, because this is her, she thinks she is getting thrown back into a wall of fire and she gaspscreams accordingly.]

[liverletdie]

Does it even matter? They all know I'm washed up!

[ The reality of being in the city is far away, and he's still stuck in a fantasy that he's drunk, living on the streets, and Obidiah Stane took his company. He starts walking, but stumbles into the brick wall to his right. ]

[bedeviledspider.livejournal.com]

He looked up, around the crowd, confused. Until he spotted May. Then he shook his head.

"Oh, man. I must be hallucinating this time..." He smiled, but it looked more like a grimace, due to the pain. "You can't be here."

[secondhandwebs]

"Nah, I'm pretty sure they haven't kicked me off the streets just yet."

Ignoring anything and everything was easy when there was a problem at hand, and Darkdevil almost passed out in the city street qualified as a Major Problem in her book. There were only two times she'd seen the guy seriously taken down, and one of them had involved an arm going through his heart. She bent down, trying to get an arm around his shoulders as she ignored the people around them.

"What are you doing here, big guy?"

notifsssssss also this will be beautilideous

[so-saturnalian.livejournal.com]

He did, in fact, smell like mustiness, hippie, and bad decisions. And like whores, but that was what he'd been busy with immediately before the lava lamp-patterned madness took hold. Oh, it was a woman - and a pretty hot one, too. Lust was not safe from Jan's 60s-O-Vision, however, and her dress quickly became one of those long hideous wavy rainbow line patterned ordeals. Also, peace signs.

"Dunno. Probably lifted it off some guy while he was busy with some cherry, I s'pose." Oh yeah, the mysterious shit was definitely kicking in now. He could have just...... fucking waved his hand in the air for an hour and it would have been like the Rapture for all he cared. He tried to make those seductive hippie eyes at Lust, but probably ended up looking like he was having a low-grade stroke instead. "It's all fuckin' copasetic, babe."

[livesarock]

[oh shit.

Zel winces. it wasn't THAT bad, was it? crap. if he broke her spine or something his whole day was just going to go downhill even faster. one more thing.

he waves gawking bystanders away--] MOVE! [--and slowly advances, sword up because if she's playing possum he's not getting punk'd.]

[bedeviledspider.livejournal.com]

"Well, they should consider it, rookie," he mumbled, leaning on May for support.

His vision was still swimming and wasn't sure he could do this, but he tried to get himself back into an upright position. Walking was out of the question, but he could at least sit up... or maybe not. Since he seemed to make a wild grab for her anyway.

"I-- I think I'm sick."

[secondhandwebs]

"For once, I think you just might be right."

May bit her lip for a moment under the mask. He wasn't going to be happy about this...but, well. Too bad for him. Wasn't as though she hadn't done it before. It also wasn't like a masked hero carrying someone around was a new sight in this city, and they had bigger concerns than his pride. She wrapped an arm around his back and the other under his legs to pick him up. She could still climb buildings like this, if she needed to.

"We've gotta get you to the clinic."

[bedeviledspider.livejournal.com]

"No--" Reilly weakly struggled against her grip. As if he could get anywhere by himself in this state. Still, couldn't she have just left him alone to die in peace? This was humiliating.

"May, I'm fine," he muttered. "Let go."

[secondhandwebs]

"Hoo-boy, you're a bad liar. Which I guess doesn't say much for me."

A little mean? Yeah. But there wasn't any real spite lacing the words, just more of a really bad attempt at a joke. And ,just maybe, a small needling of guilt to get him to hush up and come along. May shifted her hold slightly, making sure she really had him before she pushed her way out of the crowd and into the nearest alley way. She could be a little nice and at least wall climb away from the public.

"What on earth happened? You were fine yesterday."

[bedeviledspider.livejournal.com]

He responded to her needling with a loud, irritated scoff. Then he grew quiet again, trying to patch together the events, too tired to think clearly. "I don't know, I... I started feeling nauseous. Feverish. Couldn't see straight. It was almost like..."

Reilly looked over May's shoulder, his eyes glazed over slightly, and shook his head. "No, no. It can't be that."

[secondhandwebs]

"Almost like...?"

May was a lot more concerned about the entire situation than she was willing to let on. If she had to be honest, the questions were more just to hear him awake and talking than to get any actual answers. Darkdevil collapsed on the street. What could have happened if she hadn't-

"This happen a lot?"

[bedeviledspider.livejournal.com]

"Not since I changed."

Reilly trembled, slightly. A rueful smile crossed his face. It seemed like the transform hadn't helped at all, in the end.

"It used to happen. After I discovered my powers. Kaine said it was..." he shut his eyes. "I don't think we're going to make it to the clinics."

[secondhandwebs]

Her heart-rate picked up at that, and she sped up from her already hard pace. Wouldn't make it? May held on to him a little tighter, though still trying not to hurt him.

"Don't be stupid, of course we'll make it. You're not going to- you know. You're too stubborn for that. Especially when you've got so much to yell at me about."

[bedeviledspider.livejournal.com]

Reilly chuckled. "You're right! How about 'why waste your time with me when you could be saving people who really need the help'? For example."

Then he started coughing. And, er, rambling. "It hurts. A lot. I mean, I guess naturally coming apart at the cellular level would be painful, but... wow. I forgot it hurt this much."