retrorocet wrote: ↑
Sun Jul 15, 2018 2:46 am
A TV was on in the background as Sid was writing something on his clipboard. Rebecca was dying of boredom. It was her mom's birthday and Rebecca was waiting for Sid to finish up so she could go home.
"Come on sid! Can't you finish the paper work without me?" Rebecca dramatically through herself back in her chair.
Sid looks up to the ceiling. "What? Do you you not enjoy my company anymore? Your breaking my heart." He puts on an obviously fake pout.
Rebecca springs forward in her seat. She points at Sid in an accusatory manner. " Hay! Stop with the crocodile all tears! I just want to spend time with my-"
Sid's ears perked up as the news comes on.
Rebecca's eyebrows draw together as she frowns and folds her arms.
"Don't shhh me. My mom's b-"
Sid once again interrupt. "Just stop for a moment and get down here!"
Rebecca cocks her head to the side and then her and her chair fall from the ceiling and gracfully lands on the floor.
"Huh? What's wrong?"
Sid directs her gaze to the grizzly scene on the TV.
"I need to go." Rebecca started running towards the entrance.
"Hay don't you want to get changed first?" Sid called after her
Rebecca just looked down at her blue jumpsuit that she wore while testing with Sid.
"No time. They are going to need help."
Shock shot across Sid's face when he realized her intentions. "Wait! Your going to Sylvania? You hardly used your powers outside of the lab."
Rebecca just grabs her flight goggles off the table and put them on.
"Look. I have been testing with you for four months. I will be back tomorrow."
Sid runs over to a place where he keeps tools and such. "Hold up one second" he grabbed a fist full of ball bearings and a skateboard. "Ah, take this stuff with you. The way your powers work, it could be useful."
"Uh, okay?" She puts the ball bearings into her right leg pocket and held the skateboard under her arm."thanks Sid. I will see you tomorrow."
Rebecca shoots into the air and rockets off towards Sylvania. The town came into view but got no closer. After 20 minutes of circling the town she pulls at her hair.
"Ahhh. This town is ridiculous!"
She speeds towards the town as fast as she can for the 5th time.
As she made her approach, a bird flew into her path. Rebecca veered off to the left last second. "Ahhhh!" Her moment of fear cause her to spiral out of control.*I'm going to die! Slow down! Stop! Halt! Okay! okay! Calm down or you are going to die. Okay that thought isn't comforting. Breathe. Concentrate on slowing down.*
As her mind cleared, she began falling slower towards the town.
When Rebecca stopped focusing on her destination and started to focus on her own survival everything changed. The barrier's design was against those who were focused on getting into the town. It was not at all inclusive barrier and so when people changed their focus it was like running water through a coffee filter. The sensation of passing through the barrier was somewhat different for each individual but one thing met them all. Time...distorted, warped as Rebecca passed through the barrier. Seconds felt like hours and then without warning, she was through. The shining daylight of the other side of the barrier was gone, replaced instead with a dark night and the shining light of a big, beautiful full moon.
The town seemed empty, though lights on in the various houses and buildings indicated otherwise, it's just that no one was on the streets. If Sylvania had ever had a night life, it was gone now. Maybe Rebecca was lucky, maybe it was something else, but she drifted down near someone else who had just passed the barrier, drifting towards a cemetery where another hero was moving to investigate an eerily open mausoleum. From her vantage point high above the ground Rebecca could also see another woman standing by a girl, talking to her while trying to ignore bodies on spikes at the edge of town. Finally, she could see a moving truck over on the other end of town. The truck's rear access door was open and it was filled with boxes that looked like old wooden coffins. A large man was working with another slightly less large man to carry another box up the ramp and into the truck.
Concord wrote: ↑
Mon Jul 16, 2018 8:19 pm
Concord walked a bit more then he thought he would have to with his eyes closed just in case, but eventually he did open his eyes to find himself past the barrier. A small smile flashed across his mouth, that actually worked. Then again, magic wasn't really known for being logical. Still, though, he'd gotten in but he wasn't quite sure if that would let him back out, he could figure out that later. For now, he tapped the side of his head, activating his communicator. One to see if it worked within the confines of the city and two to provide information. If he got a response from the Indiana State Police he'd proceed to convey instructions on how to pass the barrier, if in the likely case that he couldn't reach them he wouldn't waste too much time trying.
As of now, he had to think of himself as the only asset currently deployed, which meant his first goal should be figuring out a way to take out whoever was blocking off the city. Quickly assessing his surrounding it didn't take the Scarlet Eyed Skeptic long to notice the opened crypt. His brow furrowed as he examined it for a moment, open graves was never a good sign. He decided to walk over and take a peek into the building, just to see what it had housed. While from the looks of things whatever was in it had left, he couldn't be sure it hadn't returned. If nothing could be found, however, he'd try to find his way out of the cemetery and towards the town to see if any of the inhabitants were still around.
The door lead into a mausoleum that went below ground. A series of slots in the wall in the entry room were sealed shut with names etched into marble. In the center of the entry room was a large marble sarcophagus, it's lid engraved to beautifully represent the woman that had been laid to rest inside wearing a classic dress from the early eighteen hundreds. This and the wall chambers had been left alone. Someone had taken great care to lay flowers near the entrance as well.
Even from the entry though he could see that on the next level was a newly opened wall grave, the stone that had sealed it lay in pieces on the floor and the flowers there were freshest, placed carefully in a little container built into the wall and somehow undisturbed by whatever had opened the grave. Also upon closer examination it was clear the main door into the building had been broken open from within. The mighty hinges it had worked on were aged into near uselessness, made weak enough that the door had simply fallen out of its frame, little piles of rust resting on the floor below the desiccated hinges.
Not surprisingly none of his communication equipment had anything on its channels but raw static. Nothing was going in or out of the town not a single electronic signal seemed to have any hope at all. It was much like walking into a data dead zone, a Bermuda triangle of information packets. As he stood investigating, a hero floated down from above in his general vicinity.
Azra liked to do things the hard way. The barrier also liked to do things the hard way. Two immovable objects collided and ultimately it was Azra who won. There were a number of reasons for this, first, her methods stressed the barrier greatly and second...so many people had penetrated it by now the barrier simply lacked the strength to resist a method it would have shrugged off a little more easily earlier in the day. Reality warped around Azra the farther she pushed against the barrier. Then...it failed.
The barrier failed with a sudden rush of wind that billowed through the streets of the town, flapping flags and careening leaves. That was not the end of the distortion however as reality met with reality. For a moment it looked as if the apocalypse might crash down on the sleepy little town. Sunlight and moonlight collided in a huge kaleidoscope of colors and distortion in the sky as day and night warred with one another and two different time zones slammed together.
Without apparent cause the affect suddenly stopped and night was restored. The wind vanished, the sky settled down and the town returned to its sleepy state as if nothing had happened at all. Only one lingering affect indicated something had changed when the barrier fell, every time piece in the town, including those worn or carried by the heroes, digital or analog...stopped. It was 11:15 at night according to everything from smart phones to analog watches to bank clocks. One mystery had replaced another. Azra entered the town on its outskirts. Ahead of her two men were loading boxes shaped like old style coffins into a large U-Haul truck. They had stopped to look around when everything got weird but promptly got back to work when reality settled back down.
The girl was quiet when reality flexed. Her eyes grew wide for a moment in wonder and fear. As things calmed down again she looked to Prism and was able to point towards the other side of town. "She's been seen around there the most. She took over a haunted house that's been abandoned as long as I've been alive."
She looked back to the rainbow bridge out of town and turned her eyes back to Prism again. "Be careful. She's very mean but she doesn't look mean until someone makes her mad."
The girl was done with advice then and took the rainbow bridge as Prism had described, escaping the town and its weirdness for the time being.
Prism was left on her own now in a town that seemed to disagree with the world around it. The one advantage though was that with the moonlight seemingly brighter than before she could see shadows moving around the distant cemetery. The bodies close to her remained, fortunately, quite still and did nothing to disturb Prism (further) or behave strangely when the barrier went down. There was a town to explore and the girl had provided her with at least some direction. She could see a tall house from where she stood, an old mansion that looked about as dilapidated as one could expect, though the details were hard to make out from here. It was not unlike looking at the house from The Adams family.