Operation Reignition

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Who: Anyone who wants to participate in the event!
Where: Assorted places in and around District 3!
When: Sunday afternoon (the 30th)
Summary: POWER IT UP AND GO SHOPPING.
Warnings: None.

By late morning, it's obvious that there's something going on down by the bridges to District 3. Even if you missed the announcement on the network, it's pretty obvious that something is going to happen; townspeople mill about with interest as people set up tables. Irene and Mai are roaming the area, Mai mostly sticking to the medical teams standing by while Irene organizes the rest of the group. Keener eyes might spy one of the brothers responsible for the network, slipping off into the Third District through gates that stand open, but still guarded against any visitors who might attempt to approach before things are ready to go.

Off to one side, there's a shaded area, tents and a few chairs where visitors can wait to be allowed entry. There's a table full of water bottles and light snacks tucked up against the wall, to fortify you against the heat of the afternoon - and it is warm, and only going to get warmer. The natives seem to have accepted the baking sun as the normal way of things, but be careful that you don't get heatstroke.

At about half an hour past noon, someone brings out a little podium and sets it in front of the gate. Irene climbs up on it, holding a microphone in front of her mouth - her voice echoes from a number of speakers set up through the area.

"Alright, could I have my first group of volunteers over here, please? We've got your instructions ready for you to enter the district."

Looks like it's showtime. Are you ready?

((ooh; Event start! OOC information can be found here and here.))

Comments

[driftlock]

You really think---

[Yeah never mind.]

Look. If we don't come back, you tell people.

[beforetights]

Why wouldn't you come back?

[driftlock]

[Grah! He's such an innocent kid and Deadlock hates having to ruin that.]

Because maybe it's a trap. Why do we suddenly need to go some place to do this, when we didn't have to before?

[beforetights]

Because they didn't need so much energy before?

[A pause.]

Do you really think it's a trap? What do we do if it is?

[driftlock]

[Is it rude to facepalm? Well, then, Deadlock might just have to be rude. ]

You keep trusting everyone and it's gonna get you hurt some day.

[He snorts.]

If it's a trap, they might be surprised how much I don't like traps.

[As in 'not like with a helicopter of fists'.]

[beforetights]

I don't wanna spend too much time doubting people. That's what cowards do.

...But if it's a trap, I don't like it either.

[driftlock]

Who told you that?

[NONSENSE! Deadlock doubts everyone. ]

Just...take care of yourself. Don't let them win.

[beforetights]

Papa Fergus, duh.

[He nods.]

You take care of yourself too, Sir Deadlock.

[His expression turns very serious.]

We can't let them win. If they really are our enemies, then we have fight like real Decepticon heroes would. And we won't die easy! Promise me that, Sir Deadlock!

[driftlock]

Never heard of Papafergusduh.

[What kind of stupid name is that, anyway?]

[You hurt his face, Cu Chulainn, because he's never been proud of anything before. He would hug you, except, well, he's Deadlock.]

Damn straight. [Decepticon heroes. He likes the sound of that.]

I won't die easy. Better not to die at all, though. [That is a hint for you blue haired weirdo.]

[beforetights]

I'll survive. I've definitely survived some bad stuff already. After all, I've killed a monster dog before.

[He beams at Deadlock.]

[driftlock]

[There is something seriously off about this kid: Deadlock recognizes this because he realizes that he is the very LAST person a kid should look up to.]

What's a monster dog?

[He sounds like he's ready to be impressed.]

[beforetights]

Well, you know what a dog is, right? Or have you not heard of that either? It's an animal. It has four legs. And usually it's really friendly but the monster dog was mean. It was big and black and had glowing red eyes and a huge mouth and very big teeth like spears. It tried to eat me, but I whacked my hurley ball down its throat and it died.

[He's beaming at the memory.]

[driftlock]

Huh.

[He literally has no idea what to do with that little anecdote. So he'll latch onto the weapon part.]

You have this hurleyball thingie here?

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[beforetights]

I have the stick. No ball, though. Maybe I can find a rock?

[driftlock]

Hnh. They take the ball from you?

[That would figure. This place sucks like that. ]

How big a rock do you need?

[NOT offering to find rocks for you. Nope. Totally not. ]

[beforetights]

Nope, they took me and the stick and the ball didn't come along with me.

I'll need a rock thiiiis big.

[He motions with his hand to indicate a rock around the size of a baseball.]