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saveourearth2020-04-25 07:35 am
Thanks, Ben [Mingle]
Date: 4th of January 20, 3 hours after everyone came out of the cavesCharacters: OPEN
Three hours after everyone came out of the caves, an earthquake of the magnitude 5.7 shakes the echo boundary.
Up on the ruins, a single block from one of the lower walls gets dislocated and falls.
Down in the city and villages, things go a bit worse. A couple of sheds collapse, things fall over and off things, and some houses are left with cracks in their walls and might end up condemned. A number of telegraph poles fall over and a few on cars. There's three injured and no fatalities over all, and a few related car accidents because people got distracted that again go without fatalities.
...And, of course, the Media are back. The next day, the Sun titles "IS THERE A NEW CRACK IN THE EARTH'S CRUST??? Another earthquake strikes Mossgate 4 houses condemned, 10 admitted to hospital, powerlines down", but newspapers with more journalistic integrity send reporters as well.
Someone else is back, too - Numbered will see Mr Neutral, Mr Evil and Mr Helpful wander the streets.
Three hours after everyone came out of the caves, an earthquake of the magnitude 5.7 shakes the echo boundary.
Up on the ruins, a single block from one of the lower walls gets dislocated and falls.
Down in the city and villages, things go a bit worse. A couple of sheds collapse, things fall over and off things, and some houses are left with cracks in their walls and might end up condemned. A number of telegraph poles fall over and a few on cars. There's three injured and no fatalities over all, and a few related car accidents because people got distracted that again go without fatalities.
...And, of course, the Media are back. The next day, the Sun titles "IS THERE A NEW CRACK IN THE EARTH'S CRUST??? Another earthquake strikes Mossgate 4 houses condemned, 10 admitted to hospital, powerlines down", but newspapers with more journalistic integrity send reporters as well.
Someone else is back, too - Numbered will see Mr Neutral, Mr Evil and Mr Helpful wander the streets.

Alien encounters
Mister Neutral (though anyone is fine, really)
But once the reports on that last part start hitting the Internet, he can't let himself just wait for answers anymore.
Once he's sure Ben is safe (which, admittedly, may be some time), he heads out and away, on the hunt for at least one of the three people who seem to know the most about this madness...
Even if they may not actually know very much. For being alien explorers, they act very out of the loop.
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"Excuse me," Walter says on his approach, deceptively lightly, before starting in with:
"Does a dormouse large enough to cause earthquakes mean anything to you?"
Walter is not in a good mood, clearly. He is not shouting, but if words have texture, his are pointed.
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"We did assume that there had to be something large under the city, but we had not expected a dormouse."
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Mister Helpful
After all, today he's learned a few other surprising things, and this seems like the best place to take some binoculars and search for signs of giant sharks in the water. He could have gone elsewhere to do this looking, but the possibility of crossing paths and sharing some information is a dim hope in his mind.
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He looks up when he hears someone approach and smiles at Russell. "Good afternoon."
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"Good afternoon! I was hoping to see you," he says, as if to justify his cheer - especially in light of what else he has to say. "I don't suppose, uh, you're aware of... what's happened lately? The earthquake, and all."
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(Not that Russell is wrong. He cannot usually be found just wandering the streets.)
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Mister Evil
Once the house is quiet, Nel asks to go for a walk around in Moss Manor. With a strict time to be home, she is allowed to go. Cellphone in her pocket and bundled up against the chill, she heads out for a walk.
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“Are you looking for something? Or maybe someone?” she calls initially. Should he look to her, she smiles and adds, “It’s been a while since we met.”
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And then waves her over towards him. "You can help me look."
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For those Numbered still waiting for Benjiro to return from his exploration, it would be another half an hour wait after the earthquake shudders through Mossgate. Along the way, as he walked off most of the discomfort, his pace picked up to make the long journey to the ruins quicker. His arrival appears sudden as he steps around a pillar in the ruins to approach where they had settled. He is clearly not crushed, one arm hooked on his duffel bag.
Wearing his face mask as usual, his brow is knotted with worry, “Is everyone alright?”
Next Day
After the tsunami, Benjiro had joined efforts in the damaged areas to assist with repairs any way he could. With the damage more limited from the earthquake he caused, he has nothing he can repair for the community at large. All he was able to do was clean up at the house and make a couple minor repairs to the sturdy house.
He spends a restless night in his room, and at first light the next morning, he is outside at work in the shed. Throughout the day, he can be found working on a new project.
Aftermath
"Are we alright?!" She parrots back incredulously, "Ben, where have you been?!"
Re: Aftermath
Letting Sadie take the forefront, he heads over at a much slower pace, trying to gauge from a distance what Sadie's doing close-up.
"We know where he's been," he counters. "But we don't know what happened. Ben, do you feel you need medical attention, or can we focus on discussing details right now?"
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Having Sadie’s question answered for him, Benjiro looks surprised at the question of him potentially needing medical attention, “What? No, no...! I scraped my hand, I’m fine.” Comes with scaling rock with bare hands.
“I know that took a long time but the mouse is spread out much further than I had realized, and it’s more aware of what is happening around it than anyone asleep should be.”
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She shoves his shoulder, not enough to shift Ben but it emphasises her point, "You could have gotten trapped down there!"
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perfect time to break this icon out
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Next Day (aka Not The Group Prompt)
He also does his best to keep Ben shielded from the press - not that he's precisely expecting trouble from that quarter - and it's not long after first light when he calls Ben's aunts and lets them know he'll be over, helping him.
Again, he takes dictation on what needs to be moved where, what to prop into place for welding or wiring or whatever else is necessary, and gently encourages him to talk.
"That last streaming-location clue was quite something, Benjiro. Though I think they're starting to scale up their strategizing."
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Throughout the morning, Benjiro will provide directions for Walter at every step. The build will take at least a couple of days work to get everything tuned and to his standards, but the assistance is hastening the progress.
Not raising his eyes away from feeding a wire into the structure, Benjiro hums softly. A beat later, he replies, “It is getting harder to write the clues. My followers are learning the maps faster than I can find new hiding spots.”
Sudden deja-vu. o.o
Hands held perfectly still, he says, "Perhaps something more abstract? A picture collage instead of word games, for a change of pace. Or-"
He is not as certain this suggestion is appropriate given the nature of the MMORPGs Ben says, but. But.
"I could create a mod for you, if you'd like?"
Right?
When his friend offers to make the mod, he glances up from the wires, “...that sounds like a lot of work for something so minor. What did you have in mind?”
Yup.
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My apologies for losing track of this one
No problem. ^^
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Since this is now post-discussion with Mr. Neutral...
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Next Day
"Sadie says the earthquake was your fault."
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Looking over to Kitty, his face mask fails to hide his guilty frown. He looks back at his work as he answers, “...she’s correct.” He suspects either Kitty overheard her speaking or Sadie is still cross enough with him to vent to Kitty.
He saw that the girl has a popsicle, but he still points out, “Aunt Rosemary is still home if you want to check with her.” Agatha went out to help organize in the wake of the damage.
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Far be it from her to not attempt to get snacks where they are likely.
But that's not why she is here (yes, she can't quite believe that herself, either. It's true, though). "What exactly did you do?"
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