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WHO: Jon is there, but YOU ARE THE HE-ROWS!
WHERE: Temba Shopping Center
WHAT: Cool Big Battle Scene aka Spider Smash Party aka That Action Mingle while Jon gets eaten by spiders. Tag one another, have fun and be awesome!
WHEN: Night #1 of the Spider Invasion Event
WARNINGS: Spiders. Violence. Injuries.

ADDITIONAL NOTE: [[ Given the setup of this log, Jon obviously isn't in any position to interact with anyone. This is for your characters to shine and fight alongside one another. So mingle and have fun and don't worry about actively dragging Jon out of there or taking him to safety. Someone will do it even if it's not played out and he ends up unconscious at the safehouse and will have a prompt for that in the log where he isn't being eaten <3 ]]

A loud, metallic clatter gives Jon away as he stumbles through a graveyard of what may at one point have been clothes racks, now devoid of any fabric to carry and left to rot along with the shelves and changing rooms of the store that used some sort of winged fish-creature for its logo. Cursing under his breath, Jon pushes the metal skeleton that has half fallen onto his shoulder away before casting a quick look over said shoulder towards the half-crumbled entrance of this particular store.

Outside, he can hear them, drawing closer yet again. Countless bodies, eight times as many legs and mandibles eager to bury themselves into his flesh again. Coming to the shopping center has been a mistake. He hasn't known more massive insects have built their nest here and now he's stumbling away from their growing number after narrowly escaping a single one of them surprising him two stories down. The bite in his leg still hurts.

The rubble blocking off most of the entrance gives a shudder and Jon freezes, "Shit shit shitshit shit!"

Hobbling deeper into the store despite the lack of light, Jon pulls out his phone and quickly posts a call for help on the network:

'someone help me please
i'm trapped
shopping center
second floor'

If anyone tries to answer to that text message on the network, they won't be getting a response, for as soon as Jon has sent it, the spiders break through the rubble and in what little light there is all he can see is a stream of large, swift but mostly silent bodies drawing inevitably closer. He turns back around and tries to run again, swearing and pleading to find another door out of the store.

Maybe he's lucky to find that backdoor. Maybe he's lucky to find that small corridor leading him back into the main part of the mall. Maybe he even believes that about as long as it takes for the first, dark, heavy and many-legged body hits him square into his back and throws him to the ground, quickly followed by many more. And while Jon's initial scream is cut off by the impact with the floor, but another is quick to follow when the first sharp leg stabs him into his side, tearing into flesh and skin as easily as the mandible of the next creature digging into his shoulder when he tries to struggle his way out from the growing mass of legs and bodies. He winces audibly when a leg narrowly misses his head and knocks his glasses off, sending them clattering to the floor and out of sight.

What Jon can vaguely see, however, when managing to peer past those creatures pinning him down, is that by now the entire mall is crawling with these beasts...

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Having been rudely awoken by a pair of large insects attempting to take a bite out of his ears, Loki has his very own reasons to be up and about this night. That he is actually near the mall when the call for help reaches his phone is pure coincidence, and while Loki isn't necessarily out for heroic deeds, there is a chance here to make his little story more believable. And an opportunity to take his sweet vengeance on even more of these nasty beasts.

Taking his first steps into the long abandoned building however grants Loki a short moment of regret towards his decision. It's mainly regret towards his lack of an actual weapon. "Oh, brother, I know you would love this, wouldn't you." Loki mutters to himself through half grit teeth and wordlessly summons a couple little icicles to hover over his hand, small, sharp and certainly about as deadly as Loki needs them to be. Then he lets them dart off, one at a time, each frozen projectile hitting a spider, instantly encasing it in ice and shattering into millions tiny pieces the very next moment.

His eyes spring away from his targets, however, as he is sure to have seen non-arachnid movement not far away. Good to know he's not the only one here.

Non-arachnid indeed as there is a flurry of movement and light not too far away. The hum of a twirling blue blade is followed by the shrieks as it cuts through exoskeletons with ease. Leaving the bugs in pieces and oozing ichor.

The wielder of the blade was a robed figure with his hood pulled up. A hand out stretching to push several more of the insects away with an unseen power. The carnage inky continuing as he made his way through like a whirlwind, practically plowing through the creatures without slowing down.

Whoever this was they certainly meant business.

The quick flashes of blue aren't lost to the Asgardian and neither is what that blade does to its opponents. An intriguing weapon to say the least. And wielded by a person capable of doing so, which is good to know. It means he's not surrounded by people unable to fend for themselves, which means: Less work for him.

Excellent.

Without proper weapons on himself, Loki remains bound to improvise, but in this ruin of a shopping center there is plenty to work with for him, and so he grabs hold of a bent metal-pole that possibly used to be some sort of advertisement sign, pulling it clear free from where it used to be bolted in place and using the pole to block the attacks of a few further spiders. With his other hand he hurls a quick energy blast to vaporize a small group near cloaked stranger. Just a little test to see how open the man is to teamwork. Not everyone approves of their kills being stolen.

Obi-Wan had taken note of the other person nearby which he hadn't met or even seen before. His attention more on the creatures that keep coming at the both of them. Some hesitating at the light of his blade before lunging at him and meeting their swift end.

Though when a group of them about to make their attack are suddenly vaporized, that gets the Jedi's attention. He blinks once and turns to look in Loki's direction. A curious brow lifted as he's not entirely sure how the man did that. But regardless of the how, it certainly seemed useful and there was no hint that it bothered him. In fact, he gave a nod of his head in thanks before returning to the fray.

Teamwork is something this one can certainly do, and approves of.

Great. That will make things easier - For both of them.

Loki again makes use of his makeshift weapon, but this time to bluntly smash a few of the large insects that have come too close. At least these are easy to squish, at least for the Asgardian. Even though their numbers hardly seem to decrease, despite how many he himself or his current companion slay.

"Do we know where they are coming from yet?" The Asgardian asks aloud, trying to make out a potential point from which the little beasts may be appearing. Of course they could well be just lurking in the very darkness around them.

“Your guess is as good as mine, I’m afraid,” Obi-Wan said back. He hadn’t been in this world long and had hoped others might have answers. Unfortunately it seems everyone is just as confused as he is. They would simply have to improvise.

The Jedi’s lightsaber cut cleanly through several more spiders. Their sizzling carcasses left behind in his wake as he tried to make his way. Beads of sweat had begun to form on the man’s brow. He had been at this for awhile now and there seemed no end in sight.

"Then I suggest we stop guessing and instead figure it out." Loki says adjusting the hold he has on the pole and marches past the Jedi, making sure to keep enough distance between himself and that blade while bludgeoning his share of unpleasant creatures, every once in a while picking up small pieces of metal to toss into further spiders. His magic may be of little use here and he lacks any proper weapons, but in this case brute force appears very much sufficient.

As he moves forward, Loki looks around, keeping an eye out for any way further down, to be precise. "Beasts like these tend to crawl up from underground dens." The Asgardian suggests, less worried about the call for help that has grazed the network earlier.

“An excellent idea,” Obi-Wan says with an amused grin tugging at his lips as he beheaded another spider. He had a feeling he might like this fellow.

“That makes sense. I think they might not like light either, several of them have paused when faced with my lightsaber.”

The Jedi demonstrating this as he turned and held up his weapon at another spider that was charging at him. The creature pausing, though it didn’t last long as it attack and was quickly felled as well.

Watching the other man demonstrate the effect of his blade, the Asgardian grins. "Light, you say? Well. I can do that."

And he holds up one of his hands and summons a bright globe of light into it, much more potent than the Jedi's blade and the effect even more obvious. The spiders around them back away hissing and appear even more reluctant to advance again.

This offers a good chance to take an even better look around, which Loki takes advantage of, leaving it to Obi-Wan to decide whether or not he wishes to take advantage of the spiders current immobility.

Even Obi-Wan has to squint and raise a hand to cover his eyes from the light. Though it's clear that he was right as the creatures back away from them. It gave an opportunity, and he decided to take it. They would still have to get past these creatures of they were going to continue.

Thus Obi-Wan took his lightsaber and threw it. The spinning blade guided by the Force as it slices through several of the spiders one side of them before coming back to them. The same attack being repeated to clear the other side.

"Let's move," he then said as the path was now clear. The Jedi jumping over the bodies of the fallen creatures to advance further into the abandoned mall.

Non-arachnid movement indeed. A blur of white and green, leaving a brief trail of blur until a spider jumping at Loki just explodes midair. Then Tommy's at Loki's side, looking annoyed.

"I was hoping to find someone that needs help. And here you are, looking like you mostly have this under control. Sad."

"Of course I do." Loki remarks dryly, taking his eyes away from where the explosion has happened and to the young man that has appeared at his side.

Well, that's interesting.

Loki tips his head a little and puts on a faux frown as he sighs theatrically. "I will admit, however, that my attempts at negotiating their surrender has been met with rather stubborn resistance. Feel free to add some arguments of your own to convince them."

Negotiating. Tommy laughs and shakes his head. Surrender seems unlikely for just about anything after them.

"Things on this planet don't surrender. They take over. Or kill."

The Asgardian gives a resigning shrug. "In that case we may be forced to end them, I am afraid." And he gestures for Tommy to have his pick among the next group of arachnids approaching them.

"How many can you destroy at once?"

"Don't know. Never pushed my vibrations this far before," Tommy admits. "Not what they tried to make me do. You?"

He gathers his energy again and thrusts his hands out, starting to vibrate whatever he can before him. A few more spiders pop.

"Because there are a ton of these."

Vibrations, huh? Well, that's good to know.

Loki makes a short, approving noise in response to the display, then simply shrugs. "I am admittedly less about quantity. My true strengths lie elsewhere." Quality, you see? He's much more suited for sneak attacks and infiltration than war cries and slaughter.

He takes a step forward and picks up a shard of broken metal from the ground before flinging it with practiced ease up and into a singular spider preparing to drop down on them from above and instantly killing at least that one before giving a resigning sigh. "They don't react to my illusions, I am afraid. Very much the mindless beasts they appear to be. Something must be controlling them and I am not sure I wish to learn what."

"Quality won't help us here," Tommy snaps. Okay, new plans needed.

"They probably don't see through traditional vision or something. Hold on."

He darts away from Loki, running for the spiders. Soon he's running circles around the things. Fast circles, gathering them up into a small area and depriving the oxygen from it with the way the air pressure changed around them. ANd... Well, that doesn't kill them.

"Shit, do these not breathe!?"

Loki watches without moving from where he is standing, only slightly inclining his head a little while the young man runs in circles around those monsters. Alright, he is fast.

"Can't you explode them while you have them there?" He suggests, his tone almost casual.

Of course he's fast. Geez, has he not believed things Tommy hsa said.

"No. Need two different sorts of focus."

Explosions needed him still and focused.

"So these will remain... There." Loki gestures with one hand at the spiders. "I will let you know that I have no means to destroy large groups of enemies."

There's a pause. Then an offer. "I could stab them one at a time."

"One at a time isn't really useful. Don't you have magic and shit? Billy said you had magic and shit."

Magic is supposed to do more stuff at once. Doesn't this guy know that? Weird.

WEll, he can't keep up this run forever so he rushes away from the little whirlwind he had caused, and the spiders fall to the ground, not really harmed.

"Fine, whatever, I can get you out of here."

"Magic and... shit..." Loki echoes those words with a tone of distaste, then sighs and turns invisible.

Unfortunately it does very little to confuse the spiders, who will still approach the Asgardian. So he stomps the first, remaining invisible, which makes it look as if the creature bursts by itself. The next he grabs and crushes it between his hands as he moves forward, towards where Tommy has stopped. Two more are crushed under Asgardian strength and weight, one is kicked through a nearby wall.

The display of large spiders being crushed and hurled to their deaths by an invisible force continues until none remain and Loki reappears next to Tommy, casting a frown at the young man. Surprisingly enough, he appears entirely clean.

"I assume this counts as and shit."

Clean? Rude. Tommy doesn't approve.

"Definitely doesn't count as magic," Tommy answers with a shrug. "Come on, your chariot is heading the fuck out of here. Last chance for a ride."

He offers a hand. He can sweep you away, man.

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