Cometh the Big Crying Wheel

[initiates]

Date & Time: Sept 15th
Location: A refurbished castle on the outskirts of Exsilium.
Characters: Anyone at the party!
Summary: Vanadi hosts a party that goes very poorly.
Warnings: Violence, probably! Let a mod know if we should update this.


It’s a lovely night for a party!

The venue at the outskirts of town is, unfortunately, a bit drafty — and actually rather sparsely furnished, as well. In fact, party goers are encouraged to mingle, drink, and enjoy themselves in the courtyard, as the castle itself wasn’t able to be renovated in time, and has proven to be a little bit architecturally unsound. Any explorative guests might find a small hail of dust and pebbles on their heads if they venture too far in — and who knows what else, if they continue on.

But the drinks and snacks both are plentiful and delicious, and the large canvas set up from castle wall to castle wall keeps off the sprinkling rain. The weather could even be described as warmish and pleasant, if one were feeling generous. A group of Exiles plays classic instruments in one corner of the courtyard, having been paid enough to even smile at any Transports that wander near.

All in all, it’s shaping up to be a good night. Until about 10 PM, that is. Come 10 PM, the Misery rolls into town, tearing down the canvas, nullifying powers, and crying corrosive blood everywhere. That’s the cue for all hell to break loose, as the final wave of mind-controlled characters snag their victims and make for the hills — or at least for the UE. The mind-controlled characters will also have the backup of a squadron of 20 of the Masked, the UE's special ops force. The Masked's main goal is to grab those on their list and get away, but they're certainly not above shooting to kill at anyone that gets in their way. They're also highly trained in hand-to-hand combat and physically enhanced by their suits, so they're a good bunch to try to avoid.

But do have a wonderful time until then, won’t you?

Comments

[debtor]

[Just, nodding.] Mmhm. [Let's not talk about the food he's avoiding. It takes a considerable amount of willpower, you know.]

Are Mr. Break and Oz here with you, as well?

[retraced]

[Go for the gold, Allen.]

Mm, both of them. [He glances out over the crowd; Oz is still within line of sight, but Break has gone...well, who knows where, but he's definitely causing trouble wherever he is.]

Did your friends and - er, roommates show up too?

[He doesn't actually know who Allen is rooming with, but it seems like the polite thing to include in this question.]

[debtor]

[Wouldn't be Break otherwise.

Allen's expression darkens, a perceptible shift. He considers what to say.]

Some of my friends are here. My roommates... two of them were among those taken.

[And that's why he's come here.]

[retraced]

[His face darkens as well. Just as Kate had said, the people who had left had gone against their will, and no one has been able to figure out why. 'I'm sorry's are useless, so instead he answers:]

Don't worry, there are a lot of people keeping an eye on things tonight. I'll help look out for them, too.

[debtor]

Thank you. [A pause, as he turns his attention to the crowd.]

Would you... happen to know anything about the people throwing this party?

[retraced]

[He frowns tightly, like he's ashamed to admit it.]

No, I don't know anything about them. Oz was the one who insisted we show up.

[debtor]

Did he?

'Vanadi', Mr. Break had said... [ he shakes his head. no idea who Vanadi is, no idea how to find him. ] I hope Vanadi is simply a host with poor timing.

[retraced]

Even if that's true, it wouldn't hurt to watch him this evening.

[Except...]

Do you know what he looks like?