VALENTINE'S DAY CATCH ALL 12th-17th

[tom_hanniger]

Who: Anyone and everyone who wants to participate
Where: Literally every corner of the known universe
When: Again with the questions...
Rating: BIG BIG HORRIBLE WARNING LOTS OF DEATH AND FIGHTING AND GRAPHIC EVERYTHING I think you might need an adult...
Summary:

THIS IS A CATCH ALL LOG FOR THE DURATION OF THIS SITUATION

Here's what happens. If you want interaction with HARRY OR TOM, if you want to have a short thread with someone discovering a BODY or someone who is WOUNDED or generally just want some blood and guts it happens in here.

THAT BEING SAID if you want to write a log? Do it. I'm just trying to control the madness in one place...as if that might be easier to manage. It also means the community isn't TOO flooded with bodies and boxes of chocolate so those wanting to bypass this event will have less to look at.

IF YOU ARE A VICTIM, YOU MAY POST YOUR DEATH POST IN HERE
I mean, you can if you want but also feel free to make an independent post. Up to you.

Comment in with a header including date and place for whatever situation you're doing so we can just keep track. I'll do the same.

Questions, comments, plurk or aim or pm me. x

Comments

[claimyourself]

Catching the movement out of the corner of her eye, Lena looked up at the advancing figure in the mask.

"Oh! Uh, what are you--" She cut herself off, because they were moving towards her in a determined fashion, not slowing down, and the whole thing felt menacing. She took several strides back, eyes wide.

"Hey, whoa, who are you?" Her voice had raised with fright and she lifted her hands up in a defensive gesture. She'd been trying to get a hold on her powers since her emotions made them go haywire, and right now she wasn't feeling safe. Something could go flying.

[tom_hanniger]

He didn't answer save for the sound of his heavy boots on the carpet and ventilated breathing. He didn't stop to say hello or introduce himself. He only raised his axe and prepared to strike.

Something could go flying indeed. And if it did, that would be fine. Knock against his body, shatter against his helmet and rain glass onto the carpet.

[claimyourself]

Lena let out a scream, her legs locking in place. She wasn't an idiot; she knew she needed to run, but fear was a powerful thing and she was frozen with it. Only when the ax was swung back at its furthest point, about to swing back forward did she fall to her knees, which probably only served to make her head a better target.

Luckily at that moment, a vase on a table in the hall went flying, just missing her head and slamming into the figure with the mask. And shatter it did, sending ceramic bouncing off Lena's forehead. It was the wake up call she needed and she scrambled back, kicking her feet against the floor to both move herself back and feebly try to get up. And a voice in her head screamed that she could defend herself. Her powers hadn't been taken away like in other events.

"Stay away!" Her voice was shaky and high pitched. "I can do worse than that!" She just needed to think of something to do, which had always been her problem in tense, life-threatening situations, but this killer didn't know that.