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saveourearth2019-02-24 04:24 pm
ourearth) wrote in saveourearth2019-02-24 04:24 pm
Thanks, Sadie [Mingle]
Date: 24th of February
Characters: OPEN!
After the earthquake on the 19th of January, the ground had been quiet. Or that was at least what everyone assumed; those who went to the meeting and listened to Walter speak might know that that was not exactly the case. Starting on the 9th of February, the earth had started to be shaken by the tiniest of tremors again, too small to be noticed by the everyday citizen, but not too small to escape seismic readers. Not that the public was told about this; why cause a panic? Things were strange enough these days in Mossgate Council.
Then, around 5am on the 24th, there is the most gentle shaking of the earth, only just strong enough to shake the leaves of some room plants, but noticeable. No damage is caused this time. At least not by the earthquake.
Because shortly after, a wave rolls towards the coastline of Mossgate. And not just any wave. It's a small tsunami wave, measuring about 1 metre at the top when it hits the shore and pressing up into the mouth of the river to reach a maximum height of 1.3m before it ebbs away.
The damage this time is substantial. Cars have been flushed into others, storefronts are shattered, the ground floors or many houses flooded and gardens torn apart. Some of the boats from the harbour sit somewhere inside the town now, and a ferry has crashed into the harbour office. By virtue of the very early hour and massive luck, there are barely any casualties - no more than one would expect from a major storm or flooding.
But Mossgate and Tarwich are in shock, and the descending media certainly don't help.
And every single Numbered in the echo boundary has received a plot echo, granted about a few minutes before the wave hit the shore.
Characters: OPEN!
After the earthquake on the 19th of January, the ground had been quiet. Or that was at least what everyone assumed; those who went to the meeting and listened to Walter speak might know that that was not exactly the case. Starting on the 9th of February, the earth had started to be shaken by the tiniest of tremors again, too small to be noticed by the everyday citizen, but not too small to escape seismic readers. Not that the public was told about this; why cause a panic? Things were strange enough these days in Mossgate Council.
Then, around 5am on the 24th, there is the most gentle shaking of the earth, only just strong enough to shake the leaves of some room plants, but noticeable. No damage is caused this time. At least not by the earthquake.
Because shortly after, a wave rolls towards the coastline of Mossgate. And not just any wave. It's a small tsunami wave, measuring about 1 metre at the top when it hits the shore and pressing up into the mouth of the river to reach a maximum height of 1.3m before it ebbs away.
The damage this time is substantial. Cars have been flushed into others, storefronts are shattered, the ground floors or many houses flooded and gardens torn apart. Some of the boats from the harbour sit somewhere inside the town now, and a ferry has crashed into the harbour office. By virtue of the very early hour and massive luck, there are barely any casualties - no more than one would expect from a major storm or flooding.
But Mossgate and Tarwich are in shock, and the descending media certainly don't help.
And every single Numbered in the echo boundary has received a plot echo, granted about a few minutes before the wave hit the shore.
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[His heart is clearly not into this problem, though.
Quite a lot of other major things have happened since he's returned to the boundary. Pesto is the least of his concerns at the moment.]
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[It's not quite a question?]
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[It's now quite an answer, either.]
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[Because Chad may not actually be in a safe place, as opposed to Walter's initial assumption. 8'D]
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Everyone is upset, and they wouldn't recognise me. [And that one, that one is just painful, and his voice goes almost dead as he says it, attempting to shut out all emotion.]
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Oh dear.]
Why wouldn't they recognize you, Chad?
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But a human, and a quite attractive one at that. Though right now he just looks like someone who is trying really hard to not look scared.]
... I just realized a complication. |D
I can't see, Chad. I'm sorry.
What does it- feel like you are, right now?
lmao
[That, at least, is quite easy to describe. It's the most immediate changes.]
It could have been a moment of beautiful irony, but practicality says otherwise. XD
How are you using- whatever you're using to access the Network?
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[It hasn't even occurred to him that hands could be much more practical than paws in this regard, if used correctly.]
There's no remote, so I thump the surface.
... This is an unusual application of the Mirror Test, I assume. /bad joke
Right-
If whatever you're using is reflective, can you describe what you look like in that?
lmao
Re: lmao
So you have a human form.
[Or something close enough that it's fairly indistinguishable to Chad's senses.]
Did you get any- shape memories, to go with it? Does it feel like you can change back?
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[Aaaand he's yelling again.]
I DON'T KNOW WHAT IS GOING ON!
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Maybe- focus on something that isn't threatening or scary? Something that's not part of the chaos right now.
It'll be easier for us all to learn what's going on if we're calm, all right? That's important.
[Trying not to facepalm because that won't help anyone right now.]
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[Like, literally nothing about him is right at the moment. NOTHING. Not his senses, not his looks...]
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[If perhaps not to that literal extreme of being in a different form.
yet]Just- think of bones, then, okay? Bones still exist.
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Where?
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If you focus on finding bones, maybe you can turn back into how you usually are?
[Having no experience with this personally, Walter has no idea what to suggest that he can guarantee will work.]
I can't tell you where, but only because I can't see where you are, and that's not your fault.
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[He doesn't sound sure at all. But it is worth a try. Especially if it is a nice bone fresh from the butchers, with all kinds of deliciousness still attached.
He concentrates. Hard. Moves away a bit to try and get a scent.
There is no scent.
And when he stops after a while, he still looks the exact same.
He whines softly, his voice sounding all wrong even with that simple sound.] It doesn't work.
... If this is what launches Chad towards Sadie Walter will feel absolutely terrible.
I'm sorry.
[And, even though it pains him to admit it:]
I don't know enough to help. Is there anyone nearby who you recognize?
ffff no that was earlier. Chad hadn't realised that he was human yet then
...Yes.
[And with that he gets to his feet and heads there, leaving the feed open and empty. Eventually, it will time out.]