THE WHEELS OF STEEL ARE TURNING

[capemods]

WHO: These lucky contestants
WHERE: Various boroughs of the City, and the demon dimension.
WHEN: Tuesday, August 21st, 11:54 am and onward.
WARNINGS: This post may contain graphic depictions of violence, psychological horror, and adult themes; it will definitely contain adult language. Viewer discretion advised.
SUMMARY: Vulcanus tries to blow up a collection of buses around the City in order to incite anti-imPort rioting; Lachesis mixes things up again. see here for details.
FORMAT: Go crazy, kids.

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Each bus will have a labeled thread in the comments. To recap:

Bus W will explode. Lachesis will teleport these ImPorts to a location near the bus just after it explodes. Those who are assigned to this bus, you must be the heroes that the City demands. The damage will carve a hole in the street, and civilians are at risk for debris/fires/etc.

Bus X will yank imPorts inside of it and induce a week-long power switch. From 8/21 at 12 PM to the following Tuesday, 8/28 at 12 PM, characters will have their powers switched with another ImPort passenger. All characters on this bus have their new powers assigned.
Correction: this bus is located in Brooklyn.

Bus Y will yank imPorts inside of it for one minute, and then transport its imPorts to the demon dimension until midnight. Envision Dante's Inferno as the setting, but with the twist that ANYTHING CHARACTERS IMAGINE WILL MANIFEST IN THE WORST WAY POSSIBLE.

Bus Z will yank imPorts inside of it for one minute, and then with a LOUD SCREECHING NOISE, it will infect imPort minds with radio signals, songs, dialogue, AND IMPORTANT PLOT-RELATED INFORMATION THAT VULCANUS DOESN'T WANT YOU TO KNOW for the rest of that day. There is no way to turn this off for the entire day. ImPorts will be returned to their prior locations at the end of one minute. All characters on this bus have their unique mental broadcasts assigned.

Comments

[vibraniumweave]

[He grabs the anti-mutant sign from the man and elbows him in the face.]

That much I could guess. Is surviving-- [He ducks under a fist and sweep kicks the anti-mutant enthusiast onto the ground.]-- really the only thing we can do in this situation?

[professorlionface]

The only thing? Not necessarily! [He rolls across the ground, leading into a powerful kick to push the mob back further.] Top priority, certainly, until we're given a chance to catch our bearings. Under this rush and a push, we don't have much else available to us!

[vibraniumweave]

Then we hold our own until we can get enough of a breather to rest.

[That might be easier said than done though. He actually debates if he should hold back with these people. Are they even real? Either way, for now he's focusing on knocking them out as quickly and as precisely as he can without wasting much energy.]

For our sake I hope there is an end to these people. They are weak, but eventually our stamina will give out. [EVENTUALLY.]

[professorlionface]

Don't remind me! We have no indication of how long we'll be here or how we arrived, and we can't last forever if we have to keep at this.

[Hank isn't taking any chances with them not being real. Though they have only start appearing at the mental prompting of their own, but if they were separate and sentient, he wouldn't want to risk hurting them too much.]

Something will have to give, I'm afraid!

[vibraniumweave]

It will--

[Which becomes apparent when a sign he didn't expect hits him in the face. Hard. For a second his mind snaps under the pressure of this whole thing and his next move is reaching out and breaking the man's arm. The crunching snap is enough to cause the guy to scream and drop to the ground holding the broken limb.

They seem real enough. But T'challa pauses for a brief moment.]

Dr. McCoy. Can you confirm if these men are real...?

[professorlionface]

[Hank's slightly preoccupied with being surrounded, multiple antagonists latching onto his shoulders and tearing at his suit as he peels them away and tosses them off.]

It's a tough call to make! They at least feel real, and the damage they're inflicting certainly is, but then you could say the same about the projections in the Danger Room. If they aren't, they certainly seem to react convincingly enough.

I, unfortunately, don't have the equipment on hand to draw any final conclusions!

Though heaven knows why they're protesting mutants instead of imPorts...

[vibraniumweave]

As we both agreed upon, something will have to give...

[Even if Hank can't see it, his attacks are becoming slightly more vicious on the attackers than they were before. Not enough to kill just yet, but enough to cause broken bones or more serious injury.]

...and if I have to choose between the lives of the people here and these prejudice assailants. [...] Well, I do not plan on hesitating if I must take action.

[professorlionface]

[He's mostly preoccupied with his own fight, but once he does notice, Hank cringes. He isn't letting up, but he's remaining measured in his methods, even if inadvisably so.]

If it's all the same to you, I'd really rather not risk it. They'll always find some way to turn that against us.