[closed/active] I wanna go to the late night double feature picture show

[secondcity_npc]

Characters: Anyone interested in random monster slaying/acts of violence
Location: Blackstone Hotel, Hard Rock Hotel (PLEASE SPECIFY)
Content: Random action. Monster Slaying. Violence. No plot.
Format: Poster's Choice, NPCs will be commentspam for time
Warnings: Violence. And probably more to come.

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Hard Rock

[omgitsdeadpool]

So....

"Yeah?"

We're standing here. In the lobby.

"Uh huh."

Armed to the teeth.

"Yep."

Why?

"Because this is the random action thread."

The what?

"The random action thread, duh!" Deadpool stood in the middle of the lobby with his fists planted on his hips and, as Italics had noted, loaded down with weapons of all kinds. Guns, katanas, grenades. In short, Deadpool was ready to party.

What does that even mean?

"It means any second now something ugly and evil will show up and we'll kick the crap out of it because, because!"

That makes no sense even for us.

Suddenly the lights went out, cutting their conversation off.

Aw, crap.

"Told you!" Deadpool crowed then reached up to pull a pair of night vision goggles down (where did he get them? Who knows, it's Deadpool and this is the random action thread) and yanked a pair of uzis from behind his back. "Okay, who wants to be the first one in the pool... of pain!"

In more than one sense

[itsasecretmecha]

Okay, so it looked like things were playing out as per usual since the last time Franky'd been in Chicago. He couldn't decide whether or not this was a good thing; after all, it would suck if things had gotten even more boring.

Having commandeered the hotel gift shop and loading himself up with those weird plastic cola bottles, Franky looked up and around as the lights went out. "Ah, right. This is like a weekly thing."

Pacing out into the lobby, arms still full of soda--or rather, not quite full, they were VERY large arms--he noticed the dude in the funny outfit getting all excited. "Bro, the pool's in back. You bettin' on fish monsters?"

[godofcologne]

Emerging from the conference room where the evergrowing whiteboard was kept, Thomas made it to the lobby before the lights went dark, and he could hear a madness laced voice howl with glee. "No thanks, I've fulfilled my pain quota for the week. Especially from fish monsters," he drawled, reaching behind him to reassure himself that the Desert Eagle was easily accessible at his back. "Someone want to turn on the lights?"

[omgitsdeadpool]

Bad guy! Incoming!

"Whatchacha!" Deadpool spun around aiming a gun at the first voice that spoke out then paused. Wait a minute, it was just some big guy with a bunch of cola and no pants. Scary, but not a monster. "Damnit."

Wait, another one!

"Get daowhn!" He shouted in a horrible Austrian accent and spun at the newcomer. Oh, wait, it was just the pretty guy who went with Team Lame on the rescue thing.

"Jeez." Deadpool sighed and lowered one gun, reaching up to scratch the side of his head just above the goggles with the other. "I don't mean a pool, it's a catch phrase it's... okay, it's a work in progress. Anyway, fish monsters? Do we have fish monsters here? Nah, it's not gonna be fish monsters."

Blackstone

[brbsavingpeople]

Harry was spending his time as any teenager would before him - watching the telly. Truth be told he was doing nothing more than browsing through the channels, nothing really catching his attention.

He sighed out loud, flicking the power off and slumped into the chair. There was no other way to put it really, he was just plain bored to tears. There was a small pile of books he had picked up to entertain himself, and a video game console but nothing was holding his attention for long, and sitting on his arse was making him more antsier than relaxed. Never did he miss his Firebolt more than now.

Just as he was about to just do something for relieve the mind numbing boredom, a rather odd sound caught his attention. Something, almost like small claws on metal. He frowned, glancing around to locate it only to have the lights suddenly flare a too familiar green and go out.

..Well. This certainly was one way to relieve boredom.

Giving himself a moment to calm his racing heart, he quickly cast Lumos and left his room, in search for the

Re: Blackstone

[outtabubblegum]

Harry, on the other hand, was spending his time as any wizard with a gorgeous police officer ladyfriend would before him. Namely walking through the hall in his pajama bottoms to burn off some post sex energy. Well, walking was not quite the right term. More like a shimmy, or possibly what could be loosely described as a dance. Hey, there weren't many people around, and his moments alone with Karren were some of the hand full of times he could forget all the pain he now wore like a lead cloak crushing him into the dirt. He could be forgiven for being a little overly enthusiastic in his post coital celebrations

[brbsavingpeople]

It seemed to be perfectly normal outside as Harry wandered the hallways, not noticing anything out of the normal yet.

No one seemed to be out and around except for a rather familiar tall figure down the hall holding one of the decorative vases.

Right. Other wizard here who happened to share his name.

He headed closer, intending to ask if Mr. Dresden had seen anything, only to overhear his statement and grin wryly. "Just not me, yeah? Don't think I ever did learn the Fire-Proof Charm."

[outtabubblegum]

Where Harry a younger and more paranoid man, he might have done just that when his fellow wizard emerged from the murk. Luckily for them both, however, time had taught Harry that as important as instincts were, they had to be used by him, not allowed to call the shots.

Glancing down at his younger namesake, because he came first dammit, Harry just shook his head at Harry with a smirk. "You know, we really have to stop meeting like this. We should form a social club or something." Noting the glowing tip of Potter's wand, Dresden closed his eyes and sent a effort of will into his mother's pentacle, causing it to glow with a soft blue-white light. "Who needs flashlights anyway?"

Blackstone

[doomedtheworld]

Vin was in her room when the attack started. She looked up as the lights flashed an unnatural green color, then vanished, and stood in darkness for a moment. Just a moment before she started burning tin and the darkness receded somewhat, letting Vin see around her as if she were standing in very dim light.

Frowning, she crouched by her bed and pulled out her box of metals. She downed two more vials, renewing her reserve of pewter, iron and steel as well as a small supply of brass and zinc and stored a couple others. Crossing the room, she grabbed her coat, pockets filled with coins, and her knives before pausing at the door and heading out to inspect the cause of the sudden power outage.

[tinybutfierce]

Karrin didn't bother asking when Harry walked out. He may have wanted to walk around to burn off the energy but she just wanted to lay in bed basking in the pleasure of that post-sexual feeling

[secondcity_npc]

[doomedtheworld]

Vin stuck close to the wall as she moved through the halls, keeping tin burning high to see through the darkness as well as to listen for any sounds of movement.

She crouched low at one corner and leaned around slowly, letting her tin burn lower as she caught a glimpse of the light so it wouldn't blind her anymore than necessary. As it was, she still winced and raised a hand between her face and the light, blinking at the voice.

"Karrin?" She didn't get the chance to ask anything else when the legs started moving and... something shrieked. Instantly, she stood, one knife flashing into her hand as the other went for a handful of coins. "Keep the light off me, I can see easier without it."

Blackstone

[chosenfreedom]

Dean had made some allowance for getting a local delicacy, namely brats. Still avoiding deep dish pizza like the Plague however, he'd pretty much resigned that Death all but permanently turned him off to them. Shame really. Still, the cheesy horror movie on the tv in the room couldn't completely drown out the skittering sound.

Then the lights went out with a weird flare of green, and he scowled before grabbing his nearby weapons to investigate.

[becauseimboring]

[huntingmemory]

Cheesy horror movies were useful for unwinding. Sam had mostly dozed off when the flash of green light made him open his eyes to the dark of the room. He heard his brother moving and stood, taking an extra moment while grabbing his weapons to also grab a couple of flashlights.

Really, their dad had been better than the Boy Scouts about being prepared.

"Clare," Sam said in greeting, tapping Dean's side with the second flashlight so that he could take it. "Good question. Generator cut out?"

[chosenfreedom]

He was just about to get that! Really. He did grab the flashlight from Sam though, and looked over to Clare.

"Freaky ass light, and lost power. Can't be good whatever the hell it is." He flicked the light on, and moved the beam around for a better look.

"Thought I heard something scratching."

Hard Rock

[shard_bishop]

Shard had been at the pool, getting a few laps in before bed when the lights went out. "What the..." She raised her head out of the water, blinking around before she made her way to the side and pulled herself out of the water. "Great. Just what we needed. A black out."

She raised her hand, drawing up an aura of power to bathe the immediate area in purplish light before making for the door. "Anybody else out here?" she called down the hallway.

[scarfandknives]

[shard_bishop]

Shard may have been a comic book character, but she'd never had visible action tags. Or visible dialog boxes. Given current canon, it would probably be dumb, anyway.

She blinked at the girl, then at the box and back. "Knives?" she asked. "Hi. I'm Shard. Any clue what's going on here?"

She could deal with the rest of it later.

[scarfandknives]