Echo Incursion: Monsters Walk the Earth

[raisednpcs]

New Los Angeles. A city that was a shell of its former self. While Locke City, on the other end of the continent, had mostly risen from the ashes, Los Angeles as still a ruin and home to those few people who had managed to escape the destruction that devastated half of their country. Lawlessness and corruption ruled the streets, between both the groups of criminals and the military that kept the peace.

But it seemed things were finally beginning to change, here. Construction was going on in the heart of the city, which brought jobs. The governing body seemed to have a task that they could build towards, instead of simply chafing against the might of general Miller. It seemed that with this, that even with much work to be done, the long nightmare was soon to be over.

... At least, that's what it seemed like, until October ended.

It began in the areas that once played host to the film industry's studios and backlots, but soon spread out to the entire city. Halloween had passed, but it seemed almost like the fixation on the macabre had brought something terrible to life. Creatures that looked like they'd literally been born out of old black and white monster films stalked the city, like grim reminders of L.A.'s former glory. By Sunday, the news reached the national stage, with video footage of the apparitions being spread around like wildfire.

The governor made a statement, stating that General Miller and his forces would do everything in their power to deal with these things. That New L.A. had been dealing with monsters of a sort already. As such, increased patrols began in earnest from the eighth onward. But for that time, the danger would come not just from them, or the various progressive forms of the Vermini (which were also present in the city), but from the creatures of the night that now walked the city's ruined streets.

[OOC: Please refer to the plot post for any details and specifics for the event, and the beastiary for any details on the Vermedi/Vermini.

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[charcoalfeather]

A: Around
Rakka wasn't as connected to the western United States as some of her friends may have been - which isn't to say that she wasn't concerned about their plight, no! She was just a foreigner, who had spent most of her time in the east coast. She had always wanted to see California though.... but not like this.

She lands in a street that's oddly barren of, well, anything and begins to walk. Everywhere, there was danger, and not necessarily of the monster kind. It's not long before she finds someone attempting to shoplift during the chaos, and that is quickly put a stop to, much to the thanks of the owners. And Rakka is on her way again

"Okay, we just need to find whatever it is they moved here." She murmurs to herself, eventually crossing an alleyway... that growled at her.

"...." She gulped, eyeing the dark passage. "Umm... hello?"

B: Wildcard
[Rakka's around the city, trying to help where she can. Maybe you've run into her?]

B

[dictator_ko]

And it's when Rakka's fighting some werewolves that was menacing some innocent bystanders, when suddenly out of nowhere a golf club descends upon one of the creatures, striking in far too an efficient manner for the untrained noncombatant Mina had been.

[charcoalfeather]

The werewolves were, for lack of a better term, basically what Rakka was expecting. Vaguely man-shaped (and sometimes women) beasts with dog faces that were trying to bite and claw at any poor person that got in their way. Naturally, bystanders were a common problem - people who didn't get off the streets in time, or got lost. Just their luck.

"Okay..." Rakka huffed and puffed, fists clenched as she stood off against her foe. One wolf was down, but two more were still up, and eyeing the Haibane like a chicken wing. "You're not going to hurt these people, I won't let-Waah!"

And... there's a golf club. And then Mina. Rakka had hardly expected... anything of the sort from the fashionista. It brought her own attack to a stumbling stop, and the beasts seemed almost equally confused.

[dictator_ko]

Now this was it. Far better than zombies. The werewolf reacted satisfactorily to her attack, she could see it hurt him and now she's following up with a second swing directly to the groin.

"Take that!" And that isn't enough for her so she follows up with another and another, striking at the head. She's really getting into it, to a scary extent.

[charcoalfeather]

It was an interesting turn of events... but it soon turns in a morbid sort of direction. Rakka can only watch in confusion, grimacing when Mina's golf club comes down especially hard.

"Uh... M-mina...?" She speaks up tentatively. The wolfman wasn't even attacking anymore.

[dictator_ko]

It's only then that she does pause. "What? Oh, there's another one!" And she turns her gaze on the remaining werewolf. "You aren't getting away~"

If Rakka doesn't stop her, she's going to be pursing the last werewolf.

[charcoalfeather]

You... you do you, Mina.

Rakka isn't going to stop you.

[dictator_ko]

As it turns out, Mina doesn't get her second beating in. The werewolf, having seeing her fellow's fate, literally turns tail and runs, scampering in all fours. And Mina isn't a match for the monster's speed. She pursues for half a block before giving up.

"Not fair!"

[charcoalfeather]

And Rakka, after checking that the people around them were safe, made her way after Mina. She goes at a slower pace, keep out of the range of attack... and generally looking on as whatever the heck Mina was doing went down.

"Mina...!" She finally caught up, confusion plain on her face. "That was..."

A

[dragon_blossom]

Marina was in much the same boat. Although she was aware she'd had some family out west she hadn't met them - and now, probably, they were squarely in the 'had' category. She tried not to think about it but devastation like what had happened across the continent brought it back.

While she's not specifically following Rakka or anything, she's just across and a little down the street as she walks by an alley.

Curious, she turns back around, watching. Nothing better pop out and eat her.

[charcoalfeather]

'Had.' What an odd word now - almost didn't feel like one anymore. They had a lot of things now that they didn't have before. The world had a lot of things just a year ago that were gone now. But that sort of thinking was going to put Rakka in a funk, so she didn't exactly want to focus on it.

Marina goes undetected by Rakka's radar as she peers down the alley. It's possibly a good thing, as Rakka might have been distracted.

There's more sounds from the alley, scrapes and odd cries. Rakka looks just about ready to pounce when, out of the shadows pops...!

...A black cat that scampers away with its tail between its legs.

Still gets Rakka to jump embarrassingly high.

[dragon_blossom]

It's a good word to ignore.

Marina is definitely paying attention to Rakka and whatever she's checking out, though, stepping closer and summoning her sword just in case things go south fast.

She almost snaps and fires off a spell when something darts between Rakka's legs, but when she sees her friend leaping away from a cat in terror, she bites her lip for a moment - before busting out laughing, giving herself away as she leans on her sword to support herself.

[charcoalfeather]

Thankfully no action was needed at the moment.... apart from someone looking like they were about to fall over.

Which Rakka immediately hears and turns around, giving Marina a completely flustered look. Face red, blushing from embarrassment, she called out. "D-don't laugh!"

[dragon_blossom]

Marina stifles her laughter quickly, but she's still grinning, leaning on her sword. "Sorry, sorry, I know how scary this all is, I'd probably jump too," she admitted. "Buuut I'd probably laugh at me too."

[charcoalfeather]

"I didn't jump... that high..." There was no saving her dignity this night, it seemed. She might as well just sigh and roll with it. Not like there wasn't more important things to attend to anyways.

"....Hehe." Alright, she received a sheepish chuckle. "Y-you never know what's going to pop out at you!"

[dragon_blossom]

Marina dispelled her sword, standing up straight. "Hey, it's alright, you're good. This place is nerve-wracking." This place was already pretty bad off too.

[charcoalfeather]

Nerve-wracking was a good word for it. Horrifying was another. Even with the grey and flickering forms of their monstrous enemies, Rakka was still a little nervous at all times. This wasn't as easy as your standard horror game.

"T-thanks. I'm trying to keep an eye out, but it sounds like there's monsters everywhere!" She unconsciously runs a hand through her messy hair. "It feels like the city is full of them."

B

[jasminebloominginshadow]

In the days since coming here, Jasmine has... actually taken to trying to make a difference out here. She's been volunteering, passing out supplies, community centers, in between all her searching and scouting. If there's anybody who needs to learn how to trust the Numbered, it was the people of new L.A.

Sadly, she'd been turned away just as much as she'd been given a chance. She'd ended up frustrated. So now... now, she was trying to blow off some steam. And she'd found it: A group of undead who'd been trying to accost some civilians.

Of course, she couldn't cut loose. She didn't know how alive these guys were. She had to pull her punches, even if they seemed pretty fragile. In any case, it was loud, and probably something Rakka would hear if nearby.

[charcoalfeather]

Many times, Rakka wished that she had a hand in helping the west just as much as Jasmine did. Maybe it would have helped matters somehow. If only.

Sadly, it was a bit too late for that, but she could still lend a hand to the populace as monsters made life very difficult for them. Nothing a Precure couldn't tackle, though, as was their duty.

Amidst the groans and moans of the undead was Rakka's shouting as she got close, skidding to a stop before her friend and the unruly monster mob before lashing out. A punch directed at one of the monsters should knock them out clean.

[jasminebloominginshadow]

Jasmine would happily drag Rakka along; all she had to know was what the other girl wanted. But now was time for the monster fighting end of being a magical girl.

The zombie Rakka hit went flying, the force of the punch knocking one of its arms clean from its undead body. Groaning, the zombie picked itself, shuffling as if it hadn't just lost a limb.

The limb itself... faded from existence completely.

"... Feather!" Jasmine explained, as she saw her friend in the midst of warding off a creature's bite. "Nice to see you!"

[charcoalfeather]

Yes, that was the main part, and the hardest part, of their job. Keeping the peace was harder then it seemed, but that was just what the Precure were going to try and do.

Truthfully, Rakka should have probably been more excited about punched a literal movie monster. It was basically a living fanfiction she was punching her way through.... but grosser. Way grosser.

Oh god. It lost a limb. Thank goodness it just disappeared though.

"Twilight!" Okay, codenames then. Rakka could roll with that as she pushed away another zombie. "Nice to see you too! How's it going here?"

[jasminebloominginshadow]

"It's been going slow," she said. "These things aren't very strong, but they DO just seem to appear out of nowhere..."

She frowned, casually blasting several of them away so she could give herself and Rakka some breathing room. "Have you noticed they don't... really seem to be all HERE?"

[charcoalfeather]

The breathing room is acceptable! Though Rakka still looks like she's got the heeby-jeebies.

"I know, it's like the whole city's turned into a haunted house." She added, skirting around one or two of the monsters, and pushing one away.

"Uh, yeah? I thought it was just some light messing with my eyes, at first. But then it kept happening..."

[jasminebloominginshadow]

"Mmmm, let's put some distance between them and us! We need a new strategy, cuz these just keep on coming!"

She grabs Rakka's shoulders, and tries to pull her away from the fighting, and then carry her to a nearby rooftop where the zombies can't reach.

[charcoalfeather]

"W-whoa!"

Rakka wouldn't get used to others picking her up and flying around, but she's calmer now then she was as they set down on the rooftop of a building. She regains her footing like a pro and gazes down at the street.

"...Um, shouldn't we be down there, protecting the civilians?"