supergleemod (supergleemod) wrote in supergleerpg, @ 2012-02-17 02:28:00 |
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Thread: A Storm Hits Lima!
Who: The Population of Lima Ohio and surrounding areas
When: Friday, February 17th, 3 pm
Where: Various locations around Lima and beyond
Warnings: Character deaths, Language, TBD
What: A storm, even worse than the one the previous summer, rips trough Lima, changing everything.
Though the weather had been predicted cool and sunny, dark clouds hung over Lima, Ohio that Friday morning as the sun rose behind them. People commented all over town on how the rain must have stuck around an extra day and how the weather girl at the local television station was beautiful to watch, but never had an accurate weather report. One man, while eating lunch at one of Lima's several diners, commented, "That bimbo couldn't tell it was raining even if her face was wet!"
The weather, far from the promised break away from winter and heading toward spring, made people antsy. Officer Wilkins, of the Lima Police Department, responded to calls involving six traffic accidents, all before noon. It made the little hairs on the back of his neck stand on end with a vague sense of dread.
The wind started to pick up mid-afternoon, whipping tree branches around and pulling at flags and windsocks violently. Eyeing the clouds and the way the tree above where his car was parked sway and shudder in the gusty wind, Principal Figgins ordered the janitorial staff at McKinley to pull down the flags from the pole out front, so they would not be disgraced by being rained upon.
The rain, heavy in biting cold sheets that almost hurt when they hit skin, didn't start until after the first lightening strike - at the statue in Lima Memorial Park. Mr. Robert Fields, a Korean War veteran who had been walking his dachshund through the park, hoping to make it back home before the rain began to fall, witnessed the lightening strike from nearly three hundred yards away. If he hadn't already been mostly deaf in both ears, the power of the blast might have ruined his hearing permanently.
As it was, he rushed back to the common building of his retirement community, regaling his neighbors with the tale of how he'd seen the statue hit for the second time in a year. Etta Carmichael reported being able to hear the blast halfway across town, the nitroglycerine pills she'd just purchased from the pharmacy rattling in their bottle as thunder echoed back and forth through the parking lot. She'd only been more scared the night a burglar broke into her house while she was sleeping and almost got the television before Mr. Carmichael, god rest his soul, chased the man off with a baseball bat.
And then, just as the final bell rang, telling the high school students they were free to leave for the day, all hell broke loose. Rain and hail battered anyone unlucky enough to be caught outside; lightning struck over and over again, all over town, causing transformer explosions, house fires, and at least three persons to be electrocuted; wind blew around anything that was sitting loose, including Miss Penny Harmon's prize-winning, hand-painted pink lawn flamingos, which had each been planted into the ground with a sharp stake.