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✰ COLLIGOAN POD PEOPLE ¬ ([info]colligonpcs) wrote in [info]colligo_threads,
@ 2009-08-19 04:13:00

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Entry tags:!!mods, !@event, !open, claire saunders, clark kent, damien thorn, scorpius malfoy

Mini-Event #01 - Fire
It started in the middle of the night, around two o'clock when most were already asleep. That was when the obedient servant of The Collector heard his master's call and slid out of bed and into his shoes. Where the lighter clutched in his fingers came from, he didn't know, nor did he know how he suddenly became in possession of the canister of gasoline he held in the other. Without bothering to dress properly for venturing outdoors at this hour, the nameless, faceless man who looked like an ordinary, average joe citizen who could do no harm, left his home and began walking along the empty streets of Colligo. Few were still out and those that were paid him little attention -- they were all like him, after all, there to serve a purpose, to take up space and mimic a human being The Collector had studied and achieve; a near perfect copy of the specimen to mingle with the real samplings that he'd gathered from across time and space. His mind was not entirely his own and thus, he did as he was told.

Only when he came to the front steps of Building B did the man stop, tilting his head back to stare up at it's many floors. There were people within, people who were valuable to The Collector, but his master wanted to see just how clever they were, how much their mortality meant to them when threatened. This, as crude as it was, was a good way to test that. A very good way.

Humming an off-key tune that sounded eerily similar to London Bridge is Falling Down, the man splashed the steps and sides of the building with the gasoline, moving indoors to spread the last of it on the floor of the deserted lobby. It was there that he sparked the lighter to life and there that he bent down to place it with his own hand into the pool of gasoline at his feet.

Building B burned. Would everyone get out? Would someone get hurt?

"That," The Collector mused, "is yet to be determined. And part of the fun."




1. While there are clues (for those who know how to investigate such things) that the fire was caused by arson, there is no proof that it was an NPC.

2. All characters housed in Building B will be automatically relocated to the same rooms, across town, in Building D. Any changing of rooms/roommates/etc. will need to be posted in the housing post so we will know to change them on the lists.

3. If you wish to have your character injured during the fire, that is allowed. However, we ask that you keep it both realistic, and the injuries as minor as possible. Should you like to do a severe injury/plot of some sort, please contact the mods.

4. Items will be lost in the fire. Obviously PDAs will not (or if they are, a new one will be waiting for the character when they arrive in their new room). Clothing, food, knick-knacks, toiletries, etc. are all optional as to how much was lost/damaged.

5. Again, just to reiterate. No one knows who committed the fire. The only two people who know are the Collector and the NPC. As one is not directly in the city and the other is now dead, clearly they aren't speaking.

6. For this mini-event, all threads pertaining to the fire are to take place within this post. Feel free to do sub-threads rather than one large thread, if you'd like, but please do not post anything else to [info]colligo_threads that covers the fire itself. Characters from other Buildings can also join in, if they'd like, to help those in Building B or simply observe what's going on, etc. No one is required to thread of course. If you'd rather, simply use [info]colligo_network to discuss what items were lost, the character's status, whatever. And as always, have fun!!


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[info]pressured
2009-08-19 08:10 pm UTC (link)
She didn't know why whoever kept them here just didn't add a third room onto the boys apartment, because she spent more time passed out on their couch than her her own bedroom. That was where she was tonight, fast asleep, dressed in an oversize t-shirt and a pair of boxer shorts she'd stolen from some guy she knew, probably one of the ones she was related to, who it was Rose wasn't sure. Not that it mattered. It was the smell of smoke that disturbed her dreams, but it was the sound of someone apparating that really snapped her out of it.

She sat up on the couch, flinging the blanket off as she looked around the room. She didn't need to be able to see perfectly to know that there was smoke in here, her lungs told her that just fine. The apartment, or the building was on fire. Grabbing her wand off of the table, she jumped to her feet and turned on the spot with a crack, apparating to Scorpius' room. There was no doubt in her mind that the sound she had heard was Al going to get Scor, because that boy slept like the dead.

"I'm right here." she informed him, landing in the room just in time to hear her name. "Now lets get out of here." because being caught and killed in a fire, or even injured? That would just be embarrassing. Not to mention, their relatives would find a way to tear a strip out of them, even if they were already dead.

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[info]justcallmeal
2009-08-19 09:34 pm UTC (link)
Rose. Al couldn't believe he'd almost forgotten about his own cousin. She had been staying the night, hadn't she? Well, of course she had. She spent most every night with them, and she typically slept on the couch in the living room. With wide eyes he was about to turn, ready to do something quite Gryffindor in nature, and rush out there to get her. Fire and smoke be damned, he wasn't going to just leave her behind.

Then she appeared directly in front of him and Al breathed a sigh of relief. Of course. Rose was sharper than he and Scorpius put together. Of course she was alright.

"I couldn't agree more," he spoke up as the smoke started to fill the room and create a hazy atmopshere. His lungs were starting to burn.

"Let's head to the courtyard next to Building C. Even if all three are on fire, it shouldn't be there yet, yeah?" Because the last thing he wanted to do was leave a room that wasn't on fire to wind up directly in the middle of an inferno. That would be rather horrid.

With another glance at the two of them, he Disapparated from the room with another loud CRACK.

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[info]betterthanmost
2009-08-21 01:31 pm UTC (link)
Scorpius quickly nodded, then seeing his closet catch fire. "Dammit! Oh, bloody hell." He watched as his friend Albus vanished, then he turned to Rose. They had to leave immediately. "If I don't see you there, I'm coming back."

And there was a loud sound from his as well, as he also Disapparated from the room, appearing next to Albus. "Oh, Al. So glad to be out of there." He knew that Rose was, without a doubt, on her way too. Then he saw a brief multi-colored flash in the distance, more like a blur that lasted about two seconds. "Whoa, did you just see that? Great.. now the fire is making me delusional."

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