A City Falls: Start

[voidtreckermods]

Preparation

Just after light on the seventh day of the month of Bassoon everyone’s SCA glows with the colour of the void before showing a message. A briefing for the mission to come.

Anyone who goes to investigate the dressing carriage will find all the cupboards and drawers open. They may need to battle through spider webs but soon will find an array of clothes. Trousers, skirts, dresses, shirts, robes, cloaks. Everything they will need and plenty of choice. All the clothes have accents of team colours in more muted hues than the normal bold hoodies they wear.

A few hours later there is an announcement over the speakers. "Arrival to Planet #25768 imminent. Prepare for exit from Void. Drop order: Purple, Orange, Red, Blue. All passengers are to wear their Safety Control Apparatus and are reminded that emergency evacuation protocol is three short taps."

The train shudders and jerks. It is time.

Purple

"Purple Team to doors. Drop in two minutes. Purple team to doors."

The train flies down through the air before coming to a stop between two rocky outcrops. The doors hiss open, it’s a bit of a jump down to the ground and anyone who looks back will find the train hard to see. Not invisible but definitely cloaked, shifting to blend in with the rock.

They can hear the sound of many footsteps and the high sound of young voices. It is easy to hear where they need to be.

As they move down the rocky slope they will see the main pass. A large group of children are walking. Spirits are high even if it is clear they are on their guard. Older teens are wearing weapons, swords, the odd axe, a few daggers. Nothing expertly crafted but they all wear them with ease. Slightly younger children carry the very young, toddlers and those too young to walk and keep pace.

There’s a sound from in front of the group. From around the corner a girl, about thirteen years old, runs towards them. Her braids bounce against her shoulders, her eyes are wide with fear and she waves her hands at the others. “Run! Run!”

A shadow looms behind her, a winged wolf, gaining speed towards her. Sat on the wolf is a spear wielding goblin.

From all around them a growling of many more wolves, in the hills, close and ready to pounce.

Orange

Once Purple Team are gone the train flies again. "Orange Team to doors. Drop in two minutes. Orange Team to doors."

The train seems to be still concealed as it hovers at the city walls. There’s a bit of a jump onto the walls but at least they are near one of the staircases down into the city.

Also luckily no one seems to have seen them appearing out of no where though that has more to do with the general chaos rather than anything else!

There is a lot of chaos! People evacuating, animals everywhere, people looking lost and bewildered. Get herding or helping and encourage people up that cliff path!

Red

The train flies onward. "Red team to doors. Drop in two minutes. Red team to doors."

The train makes a slightly bumpy landing on a rocky slope. Scrambling up the slope red team will see a group of fighters, perhaps eighty in total. There are some supplies to the side, not yet allotted. Some horses and weapons. All the fighters are currently focused on a tall woman who is on horseback, facing them from the front.

“… Say those that stand here, as few as we may be were the ones who end the goblin menace on our lands for good. For our children and our families. We fight!”

The end of what was clearly a rousing speech, the fighters cheer. They begin to move over the slope, towards the goblin camp below. If you are joining this battle the time is now!

Blue

The train flies low, skimming over the lake. "Blue Team to doors. Drop in one minute. Blue Team to doors."

Jumping down off the train they will land in the shallows of the lake. It’s not deep enough to go over their boots and now too far to wade to shore. The shore is rocky, loose rocks and pools of water to avoid. The tower stands before them. Three goblins, riding wolves perch on the walls high above them. The sky above crackles with lightning that is not at all natural.

The doorway to the tower is open, there are a lot of stairs to get up. The howls of the wolves fill the air as the wizards fight them off above. Time to climb!

Comments

RED {Hot and Dangerous, If You’re One of Us, Then Roll With Us}

[filmnotyetrated]

[ Preparation ]

From 2:D to Dressing Car
Wade blinked and sat up on his bunk where he had been hiding out as the thing on his wrist lit up. “What is it Siri, is Timmy stuck in a well?”

He rolled down from his bed, dragging his blanket to the floor and halfway into the hallway in the process of running for the dressing carriage. They had to have some cool shit that weren’t dad pants in there.

He barreled into the carriage, realizing suddenly that in the week he’d been on the train, he had never ventured this way. A fact that was made apparent when he immediately ran into face level spider webs all over the place. What the fuck. Why were there spiderwebs all over the place. Were they supposed to wear them? That seemed impractical.

Dressing Car
“Let’s see, let’s see, let’s see. How about it, Siri, what sorta thing should I wear?” He asked his watch, apparently, and began to grab different articles from drawers and tossing them around without regard for anyone else in the car trying to dress.

He held up a pair of leggings that were definitely not made for his body type or height consideringly before just hucking them over his shoulder and continuing his search for anything that came in red or black.

[ Red - Drop ]
Pre-Drop
”Red team to doors. Drop in two minutes. Red team to doors.”

Fuck, it really was like being back with the special forces. Or the X-force but way better coordinated. He sidled up to his team, beaming beneath his mask and cool Fantasy Hood.

“So, who’s got the music queued up? We got something badass to play?”

Post-Drop
Wade whooped and clapped wildly at the conclusion of the speech they had come upon, hopefully stealth wasn’t what they were aiming for. These guys were allies, right? “Woo! Good speech! Very inspiring! I’ve got pride tears over here!” he yelled, leaning onto his closest teammate. “Wasn’t that stirring? Got me all worked up to kill some goblins we know nothing about, you know?”


[ Red - Fighting ]
They Don’t Call Me the Merc with a Mouth for Nothing

Armed and ready to rock Wade threw himself into the fray. It looked like a few people coughSpideycough seemed hesitant to fight the little beasts, but Deadpool had the kill command from some kidnapping Train Gods, and he did not plan on wasting it.

He did his best to keep it he goblins from his younger teammates and the planet natives (that’s why they were even there right? Probably) and took a good few hits in the process. Through it all he kept up a steady stream of friendly banter with the goblins, though they didn't seem to really understand what he was rambling about. The talking did a fairly good job, in his opinion, of keeping the attention turned on him while broadcasting where he was on the field so that anybody who needed to sneak around might get some leeway.

At some point he had been forced to abandon one of the swords he had swiped when a goblin got a lucky shot and cut most of the way through his right forearm. It was still hanging on, barely, but was functionally useless.

Dressing Car

[blueberryprincess]

"You need some help?" Evie'd been helping people for a good, long while, and didn't mind helping others. Dressing people up was what she was good at, after all. People paid her well back home for it and she had her own starter castle just from the money she earned while still a student at Auradon.

And she was ready as she'd ever be. Now, she was here to make sure the train residents were set, as well.

Re: Dressing Car

[filmnotyetrated]

"What gave you that idea, Marge?" Wade asked, cheerfully turning to her amidst the mess of clothing he had been throwing everywhere. "I think I'm making some real headway here. Little bit more subdued than I'm used to, but you know, you just can win them all, huh?" He looked her over more closely.

"You look ready to blend in with Comicon, so hit me with it. What do you think?" He asked, holding up random pieces of clothing he had draped over his shoulder with no rhyme or reason.

Re: Dressing Car

[blueberryprincess]

Evie's eyebrows furrow just a bit at being called Marge. She's clearly not getting the reference, Wade. They don't have that show where she's from. It's a sad universe without the Simpsons.

But she ignores it, instead shifting focus to the attire he pulled out for himself. Some of it will work for him, but there rest? Not so much.

She reaches for a couple pieces, taking them and putting them away, trading for other attire. Making things match so that he blended in as best as he could with the rest of them.

"There's a black hood on the shelf behind you that I think'd work for you during our upcoming mission." A moment of hesitation and then she looks at Wade again. She has an important question.

"What's Comicon?"

Re: Dressing Car - LATE AND SORRY LATE AND SORRY

[filmnotyetrated]

"A hood huh? Trying to cover up my devilishly good looking mask, are you?" Wade leaned back to pose dramatically, one scarred hand coming up to cover his masked face. "You wound me, Konata, really." Despite the dramatics, he did reach up to pull down hood. Maybe he could make himself look like one of those Assassins from the games.

Still wallowing in his mock offence over his mask he heaved a put upon sigh at the next question. "You're killing me here, Ramona. Comicon is like a big party where a bunch of nerds dress up as comic book characters, or like Disney characters, or elves or something. Lots of fun, until you lose a lookalike contest for yourself."

Re: Dressing Car - LATE AND SORRY LATE AND SORRY

[blueberryprincess]

"I was thinking more were being dropped into somewhere during their rainy season," Evie replies, smiling just a bit at the dramatics. She was certain he could easily fit in on the Isle, but there was something that could fit into Auradon, too. "The hood could help keep rain out of your eyes."

Listening to his Comicon explanation, she shakes her head some. It doesn't ring a bell, but the dressing up part sounded amazing.

"Is that something that happened to you? You lost a look-a-like contest for yourself?"

[filmnotyetrated]

"Psh, look at you all practical, leagues ahead of me. I'm just hear to look cool, my mask'll protect the moneymaker." Wade pulled the hood on, despite the fact he was still otherwise in his train uniform.

"What do you think? How's my aesthetic here? Am I using that right?" He shrugged, not waiting for an answer. "And yeah, somewhere along the line that's definitely happened. Maybe to me, maybe to a different me. Hard to tell sometimes when the streams get crossed. Anyways, though, aesthetic me up, no need for practically, I use two weapons and don't need armor." If he had his way he'd walk out with as many patterns and colors as possible. He didn't have his suit so there was no reason not to have some fun.

Dressing Car

[internetsexsymbol]

"...how do you get Siri on your watch?" Reigen did not think the expenses of a normal digital watch were worth it back home, but if he could get illegal bootleg Siri on the SCA he was given arriving here? That was the exact kind of bargain he was looking for--

He didn't get the chance to ask any other questions about it though, as one of the pants Wade haphazardly threw hit Reigen right in the face. After flailing with the garment like it was an angry bird that attacked him, he shot a glare at Wade once he could actually see the other man past the pants. "Oi, watch where you're throwing things, idiot!"

Re: Dressing Car

[filmnotyetrated]

Wade hummed to himself as things were hurled hither and yon and started to turn when he heard somebody squawking behind him . He raised an eyebrow at whoever was flailing around and reached out to snatch the pants back.

"These go on your legs, not your head, you know? You won't struggle as much that way." He offered up sarcastically, chucking the pants into the ever-growing pile around him. He seemed completely unphased at being insulted.

"Gotta watch out for those rogue pants, man, they're deadly. You haven't really lived, though, until somebody's tried to strangle you with a pair of jeans. Haaaaa, good times. Anyway, you want in on the pants party over here? We all get to play dressup so we don't scare anyone." He waggled a different pair of pants at the interloper.

[internetsexsymbol]

"Real funny." He said, completely unamused, and walked over to the pile to pick up a few of the articles of clothing the weird Siri-having man cast aside. "At least put back what you're not gonna wear, it's common courtesy!"

Reigen put some of the clothes back into the drawers, but paused when Wade said...that. "...I think my life's fine without being choked by denim, thanks." Being nearly strangled to death without denim involved was bad enough (and yes, Reigen was going to let the other implications of that go over his head).

"Ha. I think you're gonna scare someone either way with those leggings. Try to find something that brings out your eyes more." A slightly cocky grin came with that sarcastic comment. Two can play at sarcasm, leggings man. Reigen took the pants being waved at him both to look at them and get Wade to stop waggling clothes at him. The pants weren't even his size. Thanks.

I AM LATE AND ALSO SORRY

[filmnotyetrated]

"I dunno, maybe I can keep the bad guys from comin' at me with these." Wade held onto his leggings. "Maybe there's skirts, and I can go all Braveheart on their asses." He rubbed his chin, pitching the leggings off into the pile, completely ignoring the plea for common courtesy. Nobody had ever accused Wade Wilson of being courteous, that was for squares.

He dug out one of the dresses hanging with all the other weird LARP clothes. He held it up to himself. "So, what do you think? Does it bring out my eyes?" He asked, batting his eyelashes behind the mask, making it look rather like he was having some sort of eye spasm. Who would have though a mask might restrict some facial movements?

NO WORRIES UR VALID

[internetsexsymbol]

Reigen didn't know whether there were even skirts for this setting, nor did he know what Braveheart was. Was it some American thing, or another fantasy concept from someone else's universe? Honestly, maybe he was better off only taking half of the stuff this weird man said seriously, if even that much.

"Hmm...it's an improvement." Reigen looked over the dress with some thought, only to quickly get derailed by whatever was going on with the masked man's eyes. "...what are you doing with your face? Do your eyes itch under the mask or something?"

[filmnotyetrated]

Wade narrowed his eyes at the other before giving a sunny grin and tossing the dress at the blond's head. "Don't worry about that, just a nervous tic, not a sign of lingering madness or instability, no siree Bob, now as pretty as that dress would make me, I'm thinkin' something more practical, you know?" He started to throw clothes around again. "I know what you're thinking, too, 'Deadpool? Practical? Never!', but I never mess around when there's killing on the line."

A pause.

"Well, I don't mess around alot."

Another pause to throw more things around, this time without even looking at them. He was just making a mess for fun at this point.

"Who am I kidding, messing around while killing is really freakin' fun, don't let anyone else tell you otherwise. Now, what do you think, leather pants?"

[internetsexsymbol]

Reigen squawked indignantly as the dress hit his face. "Again with the throwing clothes at me?!" Swatting the offending gown to the side, he gave a loud huff. How dare this masked man force him to play the straight man to his shenanigans! If there was anything Reigen hated, it was when people managed to throw him off.

"Sure, leather pants would work. Practical and fashionable." He said that calmly, before his brain registered the rest of his indignance. "Wait, what was that last part?! I don't kill people! That doesn't sound fun at all, you need to get a new hobby! ...Deadpool? Yeah, new hobby and a new name."

Who called themselves 'Deadpool' anyway? Reigen didn't even know what that was supposed to mean.

[filmnotyetrated]

“I mean, I’m a mercenary, you know? So its not just a hobby, its a way of life really. So lay it on me, blondie, what are you packin’ on the ole’ nametag that you feel good about making fun of my name? I’ll have you know my name has meaning, rich in tragic backstory.” He waved a pair of leather pants threateningly, as though he were going to toss them.

What a punk, picking on his super cool superhero name. Deadpool was an awesome name, way better than something generic like Iron Man or Spider Man or Something Else Man. If he was boring like that, they may as well just call him Dead Man.

[internetsexsymbol]

"Ok, scratch that. New job, not a new hobby. Mercenary work will only keep you on the fringes of society...do you have any marketable skills for a résumé?" Reigen's tone very quickly shifted to a business mindset. Not that he'd consider hiring Deadpool himself: he already met his quota for employees reformed from criminal lifestyle, and besides, Deadpool would scare the customers.

"My name's Arataka Reigen. The backstory behind it is that's what my parents named me. Please, tell me why they call you Deadpool. Secret codename?" When Deadpool started waving the pants around like a threat, Reigen held a hand out in preparation. "Don't you dare."

Fighting

[hashtagparkerluck]

For not the first time, Peter's really wishing he had his webs and his suit. It feels a little weird to be Spider-Manning it up when he's not in his suit. Not that he'd be able to where his suit here, anyway. Low technology although-Mr Stark still had his suit.

"Whoa!" Peter ducks as arrow goes sailing past him. "Hey man! Watch it! That almost hit me! I mean-I'm choosing to ignore that was probably the point because wow. How rude can you get?" Wade's not the only one mouthing off at Goblins.

"I just asked you a simple question and you go and shoot an arrow at me. Defensive much? You know, there are people you can talk to about your insecurities. They won't judge. I mean, probably not. They might be concerned about the fact you're uh... you know, stealing children. They might judge you for that. I'm judging you for that." He hops down from a tree branch and crouches next to-

"Oh! Hi Wade, what's up? ....uh dude. You need to get that looked at." He looks at the functionally useless arm.

Re: Fighting

[filmnotyetrated]

"Hey, Spidy!" Wade chirped, still using his good arm to deflect arrows being shot at him as he backed up to get a better hold on his remaining weapon.

"Gettin' more and more like Harry Potter every day, don't you think?" He asked laughing at his own joke and waving the useless arm at Peter. "Think I should take the bones out and regrow them?"

He skewered a goblin that got a little too brave and close, and turned back to look at the kid just to panic when he saw an arrow flying in from the side. Fuck, the kid probably sensed it with his spidey sense, right? But he wasn't moving, he was too busy with the threat from the front. Ah, fuck it. He flung his injured right arm around the kids neck and spun them around.

One arrow hit Wade's left shoulder blade as another that Peter had been ready to dodge hit his shoulder. Wade winced a little and adjusted his grip on his borrowed sword and let go of Peter. Damn these goblins were annoying.

[hashtagparkerluck]

Yeah, that's the problem with his spideysense-sure it warns him of incoming danger but it doesn't really tell him what that danger is or where exactly it's coming from.

"I was gonna say more like Lord Of The Rings or Dungeons and Dragons but you know." Peter chirps almost happily. There's finally someone else he can make pop culture references to that will actually appreciate them! He's a little too caught up in that thought and very suddenly, before Peter can even pinpoint the danger, Wade taking an arrow-two arrows for him.

"Holy Shit! Are you okay?" He asks hurriedly. The wrist is one thing but now he just got shot! "Also, I don't think the train has any Skele-Gro so maybe try not to get it deboned."

[filmnotyetrated]

Wade reached over to pull the arrow from his arm, not paying any attention to the amount of flesh that came out with the barbed tip.

“Just fine, Spidey, don’t worry about little ol’ me. I’ll heal up un no time. But hey, be a bro and finish ripping this hand off, it’s getting in the way.” he said and cheerfully offered his mostly severed hand to the spider-teen. “We need to move, got goblins starting to flank. Don’t you have experience with these? Or just green ones?

[hashtagparkerluck]

That sounds alarming. Also he said that same thing to Tony and Buttercup on the last mission when he got bit by that goat. Is that really how it sounds? Never mind, not important. He guesses. What's important is the fact there are goblins out trying to kill them and kidnap children for reasons Peter is really concerned about.

"Dude! I'm in the middle of a conversation-I don't shoot at you with arrows!" He called at one of the Goblin's who's aim was way off. "What? You want me to rip-I don't think I can do that. I might vomit on you."

[filmnotyetrated]

“Yeah, I know its gross, kid, but its holding me back and I can’t drop my other weapon. Just close your eyes and use that crazy spider-strength. You can even keep some of the bones, but we gotta move quick.” he waved the arm again, swinging his left widely to catch out a goblin that was creeping up to melee range.

“If you gotta blow chunks, do it on a goblin. Maybe it will scare them?”

[hashtagparkerluck]

Peter makes a weird face, like maybe just the thought alone is gonna make him sick but they're running out of time and maybe Wade has a point. He swallows hard and grits his teeth. His hand shoots out to grab the hand and he yanks as quickly as he can buuut he's not really using his strength for it because really doesn't want to be doing this.

Also, it feels weird. He's never held a hand that's almost completely severed before and he's certainly not enjoying the experience. "You can keep the bones, I still just-Whoa!" He ducks away as another arrow comes to close and has to kick a goblin that's trying a surprise attack.

[filmnotyetrated]

"Yep, thanks, time to go!" Wade yelled, jumping away from the kicked goblin, giving the torn skin the last tug it needed to come free of his body.

"Don't forget your souvenir and keep close. I can take more hits than you can, and if I lose a leg, I need someone to haul my ass back." He turned to start backing away from the advancing group. They were separated from most of the other's on their side and he'd rather not test if they'd leave his ass there if he went down.

"Don't want your keeper throwing me off the train if you take an arrow to the knee."

[hashtagparkerluck]

And it tears off. There's a terrible, horrible, almost squelch-like noise that is definitely going to haunt Peter's nightmares forever. Or it would be added to the cycle of things he has nightmares about. Like he needed more.

He makes a horrified face as it hits him that he's holding a severed hand. A severed. Human. Hand.

"UGH!" Peter cries out, throwing the hand as hard as he can to get it as far away from him as possible. It hits a goblin and apparently knocks it down. Well that was. Unexpected.

"Don't ever ask me to do that again-ohmygod I'm gonna be sick." Peter complains, trying to fight back a bout of bile as he moves.