Log; Ongoing

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

When; midnight (12:01am June 4)
Rating; PG? PG-13? Violence!
Characters; open to anyone involved in fighting the Golden Army
Summary; What started as a relatively calm night changes with a rumble in the Underground. Most would think it's a particularly noisy train passing by, but this sound doesn't rumble on its way through. The rumbling grows louder and louder until ten mechanical monsters emerge from the subway station, one by one on heavy pounding feet, onto the street. They are larger than ten men and they can shake just as many off their metal hides. They are single units but they can fight even in a hundred pieces. They are the Golden Army. They are here by command of he who wears the Crown of Bethmora, and he has every intention of seeing them do what they were made to do; to destroy.
Log;

Something was coming. He could feel it.

It had started off as some rumblings in the Underground, and, as far as anybody thought, it was just some trains passing by...but something was off.

Hanna knew something was going to happen. He'd been preparing for something bad ever since he finally figured out who attacked Gallahad...who had been attacking so many others. The problem was, Hanna didn't exactly know what the next move of the Elf King Nuada was going to be...

So he watched and waited. Something was going to happen...and as the rumbling grew louder and louder, he seemed to realize that the something that was coming...was big. And bad. And probably answering for Nuada directly...

Take down the backup support, it'll be a lot easier to take down the head of the army.

The literal army, as it turned out. Ten giant golden soldiers...

Hanna was outnumbered and outmatched. But he just grinned and gripped his hammer and marker tighter as the soldiers emerged from the subway. He was gonna make sure they didn't get very far.

"HEY!! Ya big tin morons, down here!!"

The soldiers seemed to stop and turn around, and he smirked. Time to take down the Golden Army.

[ooc: As mentioned here, we decided to do a log after all for the big fight on the streets. Use prose, brackets, whatever floats your boat! NPC the Golden Army soldiers as full soldiers or in pieces because even when beheaded the bits and pieces can crawl around and kick people |D Meet other characters and form lasting fight partnerships! Also this may be of interest to you, those vandals.]

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[inmyothertights]

Billy has amazing timing.

Well it's not really timing so much as just sheer luck (or is it lack of luck?) to end up awake and going to say: get a hot dog, or on a date (that was only once) or on the steps of the library when something just happens to attack. Tonight, it was something equally mundane: he had gone out for a coffee run to sustain him through another night of World of Warcraft when he heard the booming.

In Billy's line of work (in theory, because it's not like he gets paid for risking his life, unless meeting your heroes equals payment) that's pretty much tantamount to some seriously noxious shit is going down. He can do the spell to switch into his superhero getup in his sleep at this point (and he has, more than once) so as he flies over he changes, his red cape swirling around him.

Superman would totally be jealous.

He sees the Golden men marching and tightens the grip on his staff, and goes in. The electricity around him is bright blue, and he really hopes that whatever those things are will fall with a blast.

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

Hanna sees Billy out of the corner of his eye, and he waves him down, before returning to the advancing Golden Army.

Frowning in concentration, he swiftly uncaps his marker, rapidly drawing a rune on his hand before firing a beam of energy at one of the metal soldiers, hoping to destroy it.

And he does, causing to grin and jump up and down...until he sees that despite the soldier's body being destroyed, it's not 'dead', as the pieces seem to come back together...

"Well...crap."

[inmyothertights]

Billy spots Hanna and spins around the field, trying to figure out how many there are down there. Part of the Young Avengers training was assessment, and Billy was always the prime person because he always had the birds-eye view, and he could fly faster than Teddy. The benefit of not having wings.

"Hanna!" He sees the Golden Soldier reform, and he sends a burst of bright blue electricity it's way, but instead of stopping it the electricity simply sizzles brightly and leaves a charred spot on the golden head.

Well. Crap.

Luckily Billy has more aces up his sleeve.

[caughtthebullet.livejournal.com]

World of Warcraft? Really? How fortunate for Adrian Veidt to have lived through the era prior to the MMORPG, although to say he is not familiar with a six-sided die would be a lie. This is of course neither here nor there where the City is concerned. He has been watching since the army's movement registered on his screens. He has since been changed from Adrian Veidt to Ozymandias. Mask not included because it has long become unnecessary. The entire world knows his identity, he hides in plain sight.

Watching Wiccan descend into the fray is a kind of treat, not just for the effort being made against the would be destroyers but also for...well...that's a personal thing. Ozymandias rarely smiles in the heat of battle and few can tell in the darkness of a shadow anyway, but the corners of his lips pull into the slightest look of pleasure.

[aregulargirl.livejournal.com]

Max is on the rooftop of her apartment building when she starts to hear the rumbling. She's facing the opposite direction of where the robot soldiers are emerging, but she quickly moves to the edge where she can best see them, and her eyes go wide with shock.

There are already people down there, trying to fight them back, and she stops at her apartment just long enough to grab a weapon before running out to join them. It's not typically her style, fighting with weapons, but she knows she can't fight these things off with just her hands and feet. The best things she can find are a pair of sharpened brass knuckles and a sword (she's not sure how much good either are going to do, but something's better than nothing), and once she's got those she's on the streets, running up to the first person she can find.

"What do we know about these things?"

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

Hanna frowns, as he sends another blast to the charred soldier, merely knocking its head off. The body keeps moving, and the head, despite being off, is snapping viciously.

He looks up to Billy, motioning for him to come down for a least a second.

"They just either come back together or keep coming as body parts!! I've got an idea, though..."

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

Hanna waves her over, grateful that more people are coming in to stop the soldiers before they can hurt anybody...

Firing off another beam of magic at an approaching soldier, knocking it backwards into another waiting member of the army, he tries to explain the situation...as hard as that may be.

"They're sort of indestructible...you can slice them to bits and blow them up and they either put themselves back together or the little bits leftover start coming after you!"

He turns to Max with a small grin.

"We just need to keep them from hurting anybody or destroying anything until we find a way to permanently stop them."

[aregulargirl.livejournal.com]

"Got it," she says with a grim nod. (He seems awfully chipper about fighting something that can't be stopped - thoughts of fighting Ames White and the rest of the Familiars she's come up against at home spring to mind).

One of them comes up behind them, and Max turns and swings at it with her sword, slashing it across its...chest.

"How many other people are here so far that are fighting?"

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

Hanna grinned as Max made a direct hit with her sword, following her hit up with a magic blast of his own.

"So far, there's you, me, and Billy...but I think more people will come to try and stop them once they realize something bad is happening..."

His grin just seemed to grow at that.

"We'll outnumber them soon, I can feel it!"

[livingmyths.livejournal.com]

Rain had been heading home late from the Library and just wandering about under the stars. She heard the noise and saw the giant warriors and was about to turn tail and find a place to hide when she thought she saw a child far too close to the danger. That was one thing she couldn't ignore, so she changed direction, running towards where she'd seen the small shape to try and help.

[caughtthebullet.livejournal.com]

Civilian casualties were nothing new to Ozymandias, but unnecessary casualties was something he wouldn't stand for. Seeing Rain running one way and part of a soldier rolling the other, he knew the result would not be pretty without help. So he swept downward from the shadow filling the space between two buildings and grabbed the first usable object he could find: a garbage lid. It wasn't much, really, how innocuous, but when used properly it could inflict the right kind of damage. What he had in mind sent the metal into the joint gears of the oncoming mechanical beast, temporarily tripping it face first into the asphalt. Hopefully it was enough to bide Rain's time.

[livingmyths.livejournal.com]

Rain glanced up quickly as she ducked out of the way of the falling soldier and spared enough time for a quick thankful wave as she continued on her mission.

*Reserving the right to save Rain, that is, until he's struck down*

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

Having finished his shift in the Emergency Room, Solomon made his way out into the cooler night air, his attention already shifting to thoughts of home. That is until he heard the unexpected clang of metal striking the city streets, and the even more surprising sight of seeing the familiar form of Rain as she darted across the street.

This certainly wasn't good. And under any normal situation he would have redirected his path to avoid interacting with the tall menacing forms of the mechanical fighters. This wasn't his problem, and Saya was not involved...

But Rain was...

He pursed his lips, debating for only a moment before he quickened his pace to intercept her. "Rain!"

Re: *Reserving the right to save Rain, that is, until he's struck down*

[livingmyths.livejournal.com]

Rain heard the familiar voice and turned to look over her shoulder. Her eyes widened when she saw him and she frantically tried to wave him back. "Doctor! Go away! It's dangerous!"

[2ndnightshift.livejournal.com]

Archie has responded well to all of the tinkering and upgrades. Dan is fully suited and taking the vehicle for a spin. Of course you just cannot put on your vigilante outfit and expect only a joy ride. There has to be something going on in the City tonight.

It only takes one more block distance and there's activity in the street. Dan immediately falls into the Nite Owl mentality. Can't be a night parade, those figures are too small to be floats. Even closer he sees other citizens among those....things? What is that? He pulls down the para-scope. "Robots?"

Okay. This IS trouble. Archie descends even more, hovering still. Its pilot is out of the cockpit and looking down the hatch.

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

Is...is that a spaceship?

Hanna is now officially distracted, staring up at Archie in a sort of stunned wonder, before remembering he was fighting a small army of slightly indestructible robots. Seeing somebody coming down from a hatch in the cool looking spaceship, Hanna grins and waves, since whoever had a ship like that must be either a superhero or an alien. Either way, they could help fight the Golden Army!

"Hey up there!! Wanna fight some robots?"

He laughed before quickly shooting off another rule, following that by rushing after his newest robot target with the hammer. Maybe they could be ripped apart from the inside...

[aregulargirl.livejournal.com]

Well, at least someone's optimistic about their odds. At least they aren't like the sheep.

"Even if we do, how're we gonna figure out a way to stop them?" she asks, making a hit with another one. "Was there someone working on it?"

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

"I think that I've got an idea..."

He frowned, rushing after the recently hit robot, trying to get a closer range blast.

"The problem is, it'll take a lot of power on my part...aaand I'll probably pass out for it to work."

[2ndnightshift.livejournal.com]

With a verbal invite he can't refuse anyway. "Sure," he calls down the hatch. He takes a sweep around seeing if there was anything he could make good use of. Stun-gun, that could be useful. Grappling gun, that's... There's no time to be sentimental. It's a weapon and he'll use it goddamn. Okay, that's about all the light things he can grab. Down to the street he goes, his cape takes out the punch of the fall.

A big brown flappy thing dropping from above doesn't go unnoticed.

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

"Wooow..."

Hanna just sort of stares as Night Owl drops down--literally--from his ship.

"That...was so cool!!"
He makes a little squealing noise, clearly impressed by Night Owl's gadgets, ship, costume, the whole idea of another real life superhero...

And then he remembers.
"Oh yeah, gotta fight robots!"

He laughs and draws another rune on his hand, this time firing off what appears to be lightning at a robot, knocking it back.

"He's gonna get back up in a minute...they can't be destroyed, I don't think..."

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

But Solomon didn't hear her warnings. His eyes widened, catching sight of a spray of shrapnel as it sped in her direction. Despite the others that were in the area, if he hesitated, she'd be cut down in front of his eyes.

War was an unpleasant business, whether it was a small skirmish like what was happening right now, or a full scale battle amongst thousands. And while he felt little about the other species in the area, Rain was one of the few that could move him to take action.

He'd have to risk it and use his natural abilities to quickly close the distance before it was too late. It was faster than a human could move, his line blurring slightly as he dove at her to knock her out of the path of the oncoming danger.

[2ndnightshift.livejournal.com]

Hero worship so soon? A big doofus grin appears on his mouth far too soon. How long has it been since he was thought to be cool to his face? Focus, focus. In the heat of battle it is vital to pay attention, or that concrete could have hit him in the face and there is no fixing that.

"Get back--" Dan rapidly retreats before another shiny warrior steps to see why is friend has fallen down. He can't punch the damn thing. Shooting it would be a waste of bullets too. Misdirection it is! At least until he comes up with something. It wouldn't be good to waste what weapons he brought so soon.

[livingmyths.livejournal.com]

Rain went flying as Solomon hit her, and rolled out of the path of the oncoming shrapnel, coming up hard against the wall of a building. She was bruised and shaken, but didn't hesitate to try and push herself up to her knees to check on Solomon. "Doctor...?"

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

Hanna may have hero worship for a lot of people and things, but in his mind, it is always deserved.

"You might wanna try a beam weapon or some sort of direct contact thingy!!"

Hanna dodges another robot, frowning.

"Crap, these things are tough...at least there's only ten of them...if we could just separate them into smaller groups..."

[2ndnightshift.livejournal.com]

"Separating is a great idea." That stun-gun could cause a surge. It's as good as an idea as anything.

"What was that you said about them getting back up again?"

There's an entry and he's going to take it. Dan throws himself into a sprint and uses one of the shoulder blades of the robot warrior as a boost. Aaaand ouch the other arm takes a swipe that is going to smart hardcore. He counts himself as damn lucky it wasn't a direct hit. He wedges the stun-gun between the two plates that he can and jolts. Good enough, no use hanging around long to keep the surge going. A swift retreat saves his skull.