Insight's "Emerald City Knights" - Prelude - The Silver Storm

Jemal · Jun 27, 2012

"What do you think this is, a movie? Stop spouting catch-lines for the press and help me get this guy free!"

Walking Dad · Jun 27, 2012

James Marks

Jim curses because of the failing connection and makes haste to get to the women trying to lift the lightpole from another man. He looks around if he can spot any police car, ambulance or firemen vehicle.

HolyMan · Jun 28, 2012

The shops down on Yellow Brick Road were busy and their were lines at almost all the food vendors so Marcus signed and walked along content to just getting some fresh air (and hopefully a fresh perspective on his upcoming story).

Dave his intern said he would meet him over at Joey's for a slice and a beer, but since it was his turn to buy Dave didn't make it and had called to say he was sorry.

Now hungry Marus found a hotdog cart with only one other person in line.

"I'll take one with mustard and..."

*BA-BOOM*

Thrown off his feet by the shock wave Marcus starts to pick himself up off the ground and notices the silver fog all around him. He hears the panicked cries nearby and blurry dark shapes running every which way.

With his ears still ringing he stands and up and sees the silver mist form into a lightning throwing cyclone.

"Damn. I should never leave the studio without a camera crew." he says as he watches the devastation unleashed by the unnatural storm.

And as suddenly as it started it is over.

Grabbing his phone he starts to make a call but can't get a signal. "No... no... no. Come on!" he says dialing and redialing to no effect.

Casting a glance at the debris he starts to make his way to where he believes the blast originated.

OOC: Starting to Investigate the blast.

BBs · Jun 28, 2012

"My apologies miss for multi-tasking." John attempts to continue to help remove the rubble, but stays silent instead of yammering away while removing the debris. The thought of helpful support helping removed from his mind.

Insight · Jun 28, 2012

Jemal said:
Jacie rushed over to the downed military man.
"hold still, we'll get you out."
She waved some help over, Looking at the man for a few seconds.
"Hey soldier, your name wouldn't happen to be Dave, would it?"

Jacie didn't usually frequent this area, but had been set to meet one of her online friends for lunch. She'd been running a bit late and had just arrived when the 'cyclone' happened. Dave had said he'd be dressed in fatigues, and she had worn her one and only dress for the occasion.. Which was, she realized belatedly, hiking up with all her activity. 'the one time I wear a dress..' she mutters to herself, ignoring the slight inconvenience as they work to free him.

OOC: k, added her reason for being here- meeting her 'friend' Dave.

The man in the fatigues is drifting in and out of consciousness. He says, "Dave..." and then passes out again.

At this point, Jacie realizes that the man in the fatigues - Dave or not - has been pierced through the torso with some part of this lightpost. He is bleeding profusely.

Insight · Jun 28, 2012

Graybeard said:
"Good. I'm Kyle, a history student. There are a lot of injured people around here. I know you don't have a first aid kit or anything with you but maybe one of the restaurants or stores has one you can use. These people need all the help they can get until the paramedics arrive. Just do the best you can." he said as calmly as possible under the circumstances.

Kyle took a good look around and saw some others trying to help the trapped and injured.

"I'm going to try to help free some of the people that are trapped. You'll do just fine, I know it." he said encouragingly.[/quote]

"Um..." she says. "OK".

The woman rushes towards a pharmacy that had its front windows blown out.

Then he started walking around and trying to lift some of the debris off of those who were trapped.

Not too far away, Kyle spots several people trying to lift a fallen lightpost off of a man in fatigues. The trapped man is bleeding pretty badly.

Insight · Jun 28, 2012

BBs said:
John Sears was in his disguise of a trench coat, drinking his cup of coffee at the famous Yellow Brick Row Coffee House. He may be in the mood to not want attention, but he'll be damned to drink second grade coffee. His enjoyment with his tasty coffee was to be knocked down for ... Literally! A loud boom with a sudden of a shock wave knocked him straight down off his feet.

Getting his bearings straight, and getting up to his feet, he first and foremost act was to go to the source of the loud booming sound. Seeing people in trouble, he instantly went to help to do what he can. While assisting in removing the debris, he gave courage to the trapped people. "Don't worry, you're going to be all right." "You're going to make it." And even the occasional "Have no fear, John is here!"

John finds a group of people struggling to move some huge chunks off concrete off a group of trapped school children. The men and women look fondly at John and then go back to their task.

With John's "encouragement", they seem to free most of the kids.

While this is "wrapping up", John notices a group of people trying to free a man trapped under a lightpost. The man, dressed in fatigues, is bleeding profusely.

OOC:

This should get at least 3 of the PCs together.

Insight · Jun 28, 2012

Walking Dad said:
James Marks

Jim curses because of the failing connection and makes haste to get to the women trying to lift the lightpole from another man. He looks around if he can spot any police car, ambulance or firemen vehicle.

Jim surveys the scene at the near-epicenter of this event. People are running around. Some are injured, some are helping the injured, some are just freaking out. There are no policemen, firemen, or other emergency responders in the immediate area.

OOC:

Remember all, this has JUST happened. No cops or firemen would be here at this point unless they just so happened to be here already. It does not appear that any were.

Jim notices a group - maybe six people - lifting debris off a group of school-age children. None of the kids appear badly injured. Jim also notices a man in military-style fatigues trapped under a fallen lightpole. The man is bleeding out.

A pair of women, apparently nurses, by their dress, have started gathering people with minor wounds in a flat, grassy area near the middle of all of this.

Insight · Jun 28, 2012

HolyMan said:
OOC: Starting to Investigate the blast.

Marcus sees the following:

* Chaos everywhere. Injured. People trying to help the injured. Collateral damage.
* No obvious source of the blast / attack.
* No emergency crews on the scene as of yet.

Specifically, Marcus spots:

A pair of women who are dressed as nurses. They are trying to gather the slightly injured at a spot on the grass. Marcus recognizes them from his earlier stroll in the area.

A group of a half-dozen people freeing kids from some fallen debris - an awning, perhaps. None of the kids appear injured.

A group trying to lift a fallen lightpole off of a man in fatigues. He could be military. The man is bleeding profusely.

Shayuri · Jun 28, 2012

Michelle liked the Yellow Brick Row. Not because of its stupid decor, or the insipid human tide of tourists and screaming children and harried soccer moms chattering on the cellphones. She liked it because it had one or two decent shops, and because anyone of consequence avoided the place, so she could window-shop without them seeing her.

Living the high life on a low salary took moxie. Determination. Guile. You had to be a winner, even if you hadn't actually won yet. The yet was key to that. You had to...project an image of success, so that people's minds would be fooled enough to override their eyes dutiful reporting of the dreary facts.

Your fifty-dollar suit could become a five hundred dollar one, if you wore it with style. And guile.

But that didn't mean she wanted to hustle her way down the banker's row all her life. You couldn't fake some things. The diamond necklace in the display at Bannister's was like that. Even modern manufactured 'fake' diamonds didn't sparkle like that...or have that distinct rainbow in every facet.

She'd look smashing in that, in a nice gown with a neckline that promised without quite delivering; maybe a low back...

Lost in fantasies of the future, Michelle suddenly realized there was a disturbance. Bannister's was at the far edge of the row, but there was something happening farther in.

Then the shockwave hit. Wind like a hammer. Glass breaking. The ground rose up and slapped her like a betrayed friend.

Michelle came to a moment later, only blacking out for a second. Smoke was in the air, and screams. She was woozy...disoriented. First things first...get away, then make calls. Terrorists were attacking, or...or...something. The smoke was all around though, sharp and pungeant. Screams too....crying...

She tried to turn away, but she had no idea where she was. When the wind picked up and the smoke cleared, Michelle realized to her dismay she'd gone farther in, towards the epicenter.

Wails of sirens in the distance. Emergency responders coming.

Steady she thought. Think this through.

Maybe she could use this. The worst seemed to be past, and it wouldn't do her rep any harm to be hero of the hour. No indeed.

Carefully, she picked her cellphone out of its little sheathe at her belt, and started dialing, as she worked her way towards where the emergency people would be heading...and the TV crews as well.