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David Xanatos ([personal profile] hastheedge) wrote in [community profile] capeandcowllogs2013-01-29 11:52 pm

yippie-yai-yaaaaaay

WHO: Open to all!
WHERE: Central Park
WHEN: The evening of Jan. 29.
WARNINGS: Dead penguins. c:
SUMMARY: The Wild Hunt ends with the slaughter of innocent penguins, leaving all of the participants standing around Central Park looking very confused.
FORMAT: whatever y'all want

The Wild Hunt had torn through the city, causing storms, gathering up people to join its wake and generally making things more than slightly inconvenient. The wind rushed and rain poured as the ghostly inhabitants made their way around the City, stopping at Central Park. From there, it was a scene of chaos that really should have Yakety Sax in the background. The hunters whooping, hollering and generally having a good time, while the penguins panicked and squawked as they ran around the park.

As the final penguin gave its last death squawk and fell to the ground, bleeding from a spear wound, the Master Hunter looked over the rest of the Hunt: assorted ghosts, spirits, and magic users or former dead people roped into doing so. "Our quest is finished. Let the Wild Hunt depart."

In a blinding flash of ectoplasmic energy, the ghosts and spirits vanished, leaving the assorted Cityzens standing around. After a moment, things slowly started to return to normal and the thrall of the Hunt slowly vanished.

Good luck explaining the dead penguins, you guys.

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Those who were compelled to join the Wild Hunt may find that though their magic ghost horses have vanished, the gray cloaks they wore as part of the Hunt (as well as any other vague mystical doo-dads they had worn) were still there. For purposes of trauma/lolz, they do remember what happened the past few days, though the memories might be a bit hazy. Feel free to make specific subthreads or just do an ota type thing. c:
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[personal profile] glowsferatu 2013-01-30 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
Explanations, of course, would be needed soon, as a horned teenage girl is standing not far from him, glowing brilliantly. Her skirt was torn to rags and she was covered in penguin blood from the cheeks down to the hem of her shirt. She looked out over the gruesome scene with a mixture of bewilderment and disgust.

The man with the ponytail, he'd been their leader, hadn't he? She recognized the helmet she'd fallen in line behind. "So, um..." She swallowed hard and with a grimace, like something she'd eaten had disagreed with her. "...What happens now?"
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[personal profile] glowsferatu 2013-01-31 07:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Spectral possession, is that what it was?" Oh good, she was afraid she had legitimately lost her mind for some reason, and there's no telling whether it would recur it that was the case. Which itself raised an interesting point. She wiped som of the blood from her chin and gave it a sneer. There would be no telling where she left her purse when she joined, which was a shame, she almost definitely had some tissues in there. "How do we prevent this from happening again, then?"
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[personal profile] glowsferatu 2013-02-02 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
"That is, unfortunately, the difficulty one encounters with accidents." She didn't like it, but her shirt was pretty well ruined anyway, so she simply wiped her face with her sleeve as best she could. Now she simply had red smeared all over it. "If they're accidental, then it can be difficult to prevent them without knowing the parameters that cause them."

She licked her lips and immediately made a bitter face, mentally noting that henceforth penguins would be forever off-limits.
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[personal profile] glowsferatu 2013-02-02 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
She spat on the ground, bringing up the other sleeve to wipe off the rest, not wanting to risk another taste if she could help it. "Have you ever eaten something that you only recognized the inedibly inferior quality of the moment you've already taken a significant portion? Perhaps a wine that hasn't properly aged, that is how wine works, yes?"

She groaned. "It tastes utterly foul." Her head was pounding, so she rested it in one hand before realizing it was just as dirty as his were. She pulled it away quickly with another groan.

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[personal profile] hypnosymphony 2013-01-31 09:31 am (UTC)(link)
Oh hey, one of your employees is running up in a hurry! He's a little wind-tossed and battered - mostly because he had to keep his distance from the Wild Hunt to stop himself from being sucked into it while still keeping up with it, which was a juggling act that got him tossed around by the wind a lot.

"Well, I'm certainly glad that's over, I had--are those penguins?"
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[personal profile] hypnosymphony 2013-01-31 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's unusual, I suppose," he says, briefly glancing at the corpses with a puzzled look. "But then again, it's not the oddest thing that's happened."

He raises an eyebrow at the cloak and the helmet. "Though it seems you're getting to keep that particular regalia."
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[personal profile] hypnosymphony 2013-01-31 11:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's a nice memento," he says cheerfully, picking up the skull and turning it over in his hands. "For a given value of 'nice', but still. Impressive, too, so I suppose if you ever wanted to indulge in maniacal laughter, you have some of the costuming down."
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[personal profile] hypnosymphony 2013-02-03 11:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Another laugh. "Of course, of course. It's a little tacky, I've always thought, but still."

He puts the skull down, glancing around. "So, if you don't mind me asking, what exactly did you do?"
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open!

[personal profile] glowsferatu 2013-01-30 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ kanaya's head is pounding and her stomach simply won't settle. she'd been feeling weird enough the past few days, but this was simply the worst. something wet was on her cheek and a bad taste was left in her mouth, looking at the hapless bird corpses strewn about, she didn't have to guess what it was.

she'd been taking care of things, watching her diet, getting exercise when she felt she needed it, being a responsible little vampire. was the hunt really so important that this is what happens when she neglects it? she felt like a fool having all these people around to witness it. ...all these others who participated just the same. that she couldn't really figure out.

one thing she was certain of is getting these stains out of her shirt was going to be a pain.
]
hexappeal: (smarmy.)

closed to klarion;

[personal profile] hexappeal 2013-01-30 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
[It hadn't been long after Klarion had brought up the fact that he was feeling something going on before she'd given in, dragging him along with her. By this time, she had some idea of what was going on. The specifics were lost on her, but she knew what the Wild Hunt had been and what it was. It would be her first time partaking in one. The first time it was away from Faerie, the first time it was closer to on her terms.

Or, so she thought. As time went on, it seemed to become more and more difficult to control her own thoughts and actions. Suggestion was overpowering.

But at least she looks super-rad with her bad ass cloak and helmet right now.]

Re: closed to klarion;

[personal profile] bumbumbum 2013-01-30 11:09 am (UTC)(link)
[Klarion had enjoyed this. He was always ready and willing to participate in bad ideas, and this one was right up his alley! So he was standing next to Zatanna, wearing a slightly unflattering cloak, and looking around Central Park, slightly confused.]

I do not know what that was, but I want to do it again.
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[personal profile] hexappeal 2013-01-30 07:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's too bad that the clothing was fading. It was etched enough in her memory that she could fix her and him up a little something along a similar vein later on. Doing it right now just might make all the other confused souls think it was them that started this and she could really go for a break.

She half-shrugs.]
A Wild Hunt. And maybe next year. [She's been a little hesitant with affection and Klarion, but she slips an arm around his shoulder and gently tugs him in. She rocks her body to the side playfully while doing so. Can't be too serious about it.]

[personal profile] bumbumbum 2013-01-30 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[Klarion grinned, as Zatanna pulled him in towards her. He had heard tales of the Wild Hunt, but never managed to experience it personally. It was fun!]

I suppose, all in all it could have been worse. I enjoyed it!
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[personal profile] hexappeal 2013-01-31 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
Well, until then, I'm feeling a bit famished. That kind of havoc takes a lot out of you. [She stays close to him, but starts walking, giving him a little tug as indication to move along with her.] How does pizza sound? Unless you've got a better idea?

[personal profile] bumbumbum 2013-01-31 12:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Pizza sounds wonderful! [Klarion grinned, looking at Zatanna. He looked around, trying to find where Teekl was...ah. Wait a moment. The cat wasn't there. Apparently, cats don't like horses.]

Hold on a moment. I need to find Teekl.
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[personal profile] hexappeal 2013-02-01 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
[She figures it out almost before he says it. There's nowhere Klarion is that Teekl isn't.]

...do you remember the last time you saw Teekl? We can swing by home, if you think he's there. [She can make sure the other animals have been fed that way, too.]

[personal profile] bumbumbum 2013-02-01 10:41 am (UTC)(link)
[Klarion, on the other hand, doesn't seem worried.] Do not worry, Zatanna. If you will just give me a moment, I can easily find him.

[He put his hands up to his temple, closing his eyes and explaining as he talked.] Teekl is my familiar. I can see what he sees. And...I see that he is at home, asleep. [There was a pause, then Klarion lowered his hands.]

He will meet us at the pizza place.

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