There'll be trouble when the kidz come out

[lucetimods]

Who: All remaining draftees
What: Zombies! Zombies! Zombies!
When: The 29th to 31st
Where: Vaskoth
Summary: Please read here for event information
Rating: B for BRRAAAIIIINSSSS

On the 29th, the Malnosso announce over the radios that the power cap will be lifted to a full 100%. Carol broadcasts a message.

On the 30th, the Malnosso declare Vaskoth completely lost. Those with radio access will discover that the enclosure is to be bombed.

On the 31st, survivors will have one last chance to evacuate or try to find the cure. 3PM is do or die.

Comments

Late on the 29th

[averybadfeeling]

["And would have, had somebody more competent than you been responsible."

The vision of himself sits just beyond Loki this time. It seems a cruel injustice that the power cap should deprive him of his Force powers but not these blasted hallucinations. Beyond that, however, he says nothing of it.]

"I overexerted myself. I only wish Captain Rogers and Ms. Potts had not been the ones to suffer for it."

["But then, it's always somebody else who suffers for your ineptitude, is it not? Never you. The only penance you shall ever pay for your crimes is me, and I'm just you anyway."

No. Not me. A trick of the Malnosso, nothing more.

He takes a sip of his coffee. He has never cared for coffee, but this hardly seems an appropriate time to mention it.]

"Thank you."

Late on the 29th

[complicatedliar]

[Loki's lips twist.]

Steve Rogers ultimately did that to himself. And to Lady Potts by proxy.

[He's still boiling with anger over the mortal's words, the accusation that he enjoyed something that hurt so deeply.

Bloody mortals.]

For the coffee, you are welcome.

Late on the 29th

[averybadfeeling]

[Of course Loki would not understand. He normally did not allow himself to forget so easily. Loki was helpful, occasionally good company, often a valuable ally, and frequently had need of Obi-Wan's emotional support, but he still was not given to empathy or sympathy. He was still rational and cold. The vision falls silent, simply giving Loki a meaningful look.

No. He would not second-guess himself about Loki. Not now.]

"Incidentally, what happened to your nose?"

Late on the 29th

[complicatedliar]

I was brutally attacked by a doorknob. Never saw it coming.

Late on the 29th

[averybadfeeling]

[He sighs.]

"And what did you say to the doorknob immediately prior to this?"

Late on the 29th

[complicatedliar]

Faith, nothing at all. I am not in the habit of speaking with doorknobs. I hear that's a sign of madness.

Late on the 29th

[averybadfeeling]

"Yes, you're right. Far better for your reputation that you should be bested by an inexplicably surly doorknob."

Late on the 29th

[complicatedliar]

We have all been laid low this day, my friend. Best you speak softly, lest the doorknobs think you a tempting target as well.

Late on the 29th

[averybadfeeling]

"Are the doorknobs as crafty as the legends say?"

[Obi-Wan attempts a laugh, but it comes out hollow and weak.]

Late on the 29th

[complicatedliar]

Moreso. And they hunt in packs. One acts as a distraction whilst the others strike.

[averybadfeeling]

"That must be why you never see more than one on a single door. The rest are in hiding, clearly."

[He manages a sincere smile, at least, if only a momentary one.]

"Unless they simply line up single-file to hide their numbers..."

[complicatedliar]

They are devious like that. Though skittish and easily frightened. A loud noise might scatter them.

[averybadfeeling]

"The history texts of my own galaxy are inaccurate, then. They incorrectly list the hyperdrive as the most significant invention in galactic history, when clearly it was the automatic door."

[complicatedliar]

It certainly has ended the reign of terror, has it not? [He shakes his head.] We are back in the dark ages now, my friend.