Logs:Trashspark In The Tube

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Content Warning

violence

Cast

Darren Lynch, STd by Pax, part of Inner Rot

Setting

Downtown 13th St. Station

Log

Trashspark In The Tube

Not far from the infamous City Hall, Darren was just exiting the trolly on 13th street, heading for a meeting downtown. It was early in the day and yet the station was between busy hours, only a few people scattered here and there. He'd check his phone, earlier than he intended on being and began to make his way out and through the station, past the turnstiles and up to the street.

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Pax (she/her)Today at 1:19 PM (( Roll initiative ))

Darren LynchToday at 1:21 PM (8b7!)

Pax (she/her)Today at 1:22 PM Darren would hear the chittering and chattering of a small, angry little voice, followed by a crackling and flickering of the overhead lights in the station. Around the bend of one of the currently-empty tubes, there's sparking, and detectable only to those whose eyes can pierce Twilight, wisps of Essence.

Darren LynchToday at 1:24 PM The man slowed and took pause, looking up at the lights as they flickered over the tile surroundings. His gaze swung towards the noise and slowly he'd turn back, cautiously approaching with a heavy sigh. He'd near the edge of the platform so he could look down into the empty tube.(edited)

Pax (she/her)Today at 1:28 PM (( New Folx: We are dropping into init now, please do not pose yourself in before DMing me. )) [1:29 PM] (( init 17b9 here we go )) [1:34 PM] When Darren looks down the tube, he'll see it. A large rat looking spirit, if a rat had six legs, its weird black fur both damp and frazzled, electricity pulsing off of its body. It's Materialized, and there's a smell floating down the way that could stun.

It turns towards Darren, and sees him seeing it, and bares yellowed teeth. The hum of electricity around it grows, thrums, reaches a fever pitch. A lightbulb explodes from the ceiling above Darren and a spark of static discharge races at him, practically punching him on the top of the head from above. [1:35 PM] (( This is the Trashspark Magath. Defense is 4, and it is Materialized. It just zinged you with one of its Influences. Your turn! ))

Darren LynchToday at 1:42 PM It had been a long while since Darren ran into anything beyond a mote here or a spirit of blood and violence there. He wasn't expecting the vile creature, let alone its affinity with electrical. He turns away with the blast of the lightbulb, growling with the shock of it and pulls out his hand gun, leveling it at the creature and firing. The sound of the shot echoing with menace down the length of the tube, bouncing off the tile walls. (6B). "Son of a bitch!" he hisses.(edited)

Pax (she/her)Today at 1:51 PM All but one of the few people that dotted the station had moved away from the sparking lightbulb that clapped Darren in the head, and the lone gentlemen that had been approaching him to help suddenly reels back in terror. "Jesus Christ, man!" he yells, unable to see the magath by sheer virtue of angles -- it's down the tube. But he does see Darren pulling out a gun and rattling off shots in a subway station, and clatters away from him, scurrying up the stairs.

The Trashspark magath hisses as the bullets rip through its flank, wisps of Essence leaking out of the holes, and it howls, starting to run down the tube further away from Darren while roaring a Blast over its greasy little shoulder at him.

((Spirits reduce damage to Bashing without their bane. Magath is using Blast and paying 2 Essence to add a +1L modifier for 3L to Darren. )) [1:54 PM] (( 2L after Armor. Batter up. ))

Darren LynchToday at 1:58 PM Darren was pissed now, and with his face being seen shooting things in public he'd hope the man hadn't gotten a good look at him. It was an idiot's move to run after the magath into the tunnel, but away wasn't where he could be - right into the arms of the public with a gun. He hits the wall with the bastard's blast, and raises his gun one more time, hoping to at least get it to discorporate. His thoughts were too scattered though, and this round barely hit the damn thing... (3B)(edited)

Pax (she/her)Today at 2:07 PM The nasty, Materialized little demon of a magath snarls and hisses and skitters across the floor, rippling filthy puddles of some liquid that was once water but has long since co-mingled with too many of the nastiest variety of pollutants and garbage. With a scream, it wheels, sloshing the gross puddle's contents in every direction, and a pulse of nauseating energy hits Darren like a tidal wave, giving him only a slim window of opportunity to rally his wherewithal and resist.

(( Roll Stamina + Resolve! Goal is to beat 2 sux. ))(edited)

Darren LynchToday at 2:08 PM (3!)

Pax (she/her)Today at 2:09 PM (( Nice OK, the magath's attempt to Drain you has backfired, and you Drain him. He loses 3 Essence. So he's down to 5 now. )) [2:09 PM] (( Also! You gain 3 WP. )) [2:09 PM] (( but not exceeding your max, obv. ))

Darren LynchToday at 2:10 PM (Going all AO this round okay?)

Pax (she/her)Today at 2:10 PM (( bring the heat ))

Darren LynchToday at 2:10 PM (Its defense still 4 with it's backfire?)

Pax (she/her)Today at 2:10 PM (( Yep yep ))

Darren LynchToday at 2:14 PM The people still on the platform must've thought he was mad. Not a particularly loud person, getting electricuted was now on his list of top 5 things he didn't enjoy. The echoing from the tunnel didn't help his cause in being discreet either. As the wave of energy floods through him, his determination to take out all of his anger on this thing pushes back the tide and despite the pain he's in, his body rattling with rage and nerves, he shoots it once more, this time landing it squarly in its center. (7b).

3

Pax (she/her)Today at 2:23 PM The magath sags in its puddle, practically drooping into it, distracted and zoned out when the next bullet punches into its torso, shoving it backwards. In its profound defiance and insanity, it starts to run towards Darren, not away from him, opening its maw to reveal those jagged rows of yellow, broken teeth, fur matted and greasy with static sparks flickering off of it. It charges at him and flings itself into the air, burning up precious Essence to make its Corpus all the more terrible to behold.

(( Into Damage overflow, our little sucker is dangerously close to Discorporating. He's used Awe, resist with Presence + Composure + Supernatural Tolerance. We want to beat 4 suxx this time ))

Darren LynchToday at 2:24 PM (6!)

Pax (she/her)Today at 2:25 PM (( Nice! also take Steadfast for this one, and Inspired (Firearms) for the other exceptional you rolled. ))

Darren LynchToday at 2:28 PM He stands, catching his breath as the magath runs his way, his composure remaining in tact, narrowing his emerald green eyes on the disgusting spirit. "Oh fuck off!" he shoots again, right into its maw, the bang of his gun booming once more around him. (5b).

Pax (she/her)Today at 2:31 PM And fuck off it does, taking the shots center mass and bursting into an explosion of static charge and wet garbage that slops onto Darren's shoes, crackling once, and then simply stinking.

Gross.

The firearms display has been loud enough to clear out the subway station in its entirety, and it is a certainty that the police are already on their way.

Darren LynchToday at 2:32 PM He huffs, "Fuck fuck fuck.." muttering darkly, he starts down the empty tube, trying to find another exit so he can escape without being seen.