Operation Reignition

[rekindlemods]

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]

Ah, but Deadlock would argue that it's dumb and therefore a smart enemy wouldn't expect it and therefore, it has the element of surprise.

"Yeah, something like that. Go back and tell everyone it's a fraggin' fraud."

His mouth twitches. "Except Wing."

[ichoosefight]

Funnily enough, it's the kind of plan Steph used to come up with all the time.

It's also the sort of plan that got her 'killed' in the line of duty once already.

She took a step back, but peered into the shadows and up on the roof, looking for signs of movement.

"So we have to tell Wing to go home, then we tell everyone it's a fraud? Just so I'm clear on your last will and testament here."

[interconnect]

Sissel, having been merely content to sit and listen up to this point, shook his head and stepped up by Deadlock. All four feet, eight inches of cat-boy that he currently was. He knew it wasn't very impressive, but he also knew that he was literally impervious to damage and death. There was no reason to send anyone else into danger.

"Hey, wait a minute. If it's a trap, I should go. We wouldn't want anyone getting hurt, would we?" For looking about twelve years old, Sissel certainly did sound very confident and adult there.

yay the more the merrier!

[driftlock]

"Hnh." Stop calling him on these moral conundrums, Stephanie. It only confuses him. "Tell Wing, I don't know, something. Then make sure he doesn't do something stupid." Yeah, good luck with that.

If Deadlock had manners, maybe he would have tried to stifle the snort of scorn as the little weirdo 'volunteers'. "You fraggin' kidding me?"