SKREEEEE!

[strangerpeople]

SKREEEEE!

[It's about three o'clock when the train suddenly hears something like the cry of a crow. It's not coming from inside the train, either; it's coming from the outside.

Almost instantly, the speaker system comes to life, and the Conductor's voice echoes through the cars.]

Attention, all passengers and crew! We are under attack. Please come to armaments if you are willing. Otherwise, please congregate in the lounge for your own safety. Immediately, please.

I will meet those of you coming to the weapons.

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TIME TO SHOOT - IC RULES

[strangerpeople]

[When those who are willing come to the armaments car, the Conductor is there, activating all but that big center weapon. The rats, meanwhile, are scurrying around handling the ammo.]

We've--

[BOOM. The train shakes violently, throwing people off their feet.]

D__n! To weapons, now!

OOC RULES

[strangerpeople]

🔫 Very simple objective: KILL THE THING
🔫 Choose which weapon you will use! Only that big W weapon is not available-that seems to be a last-resort weapon.
🔫 Everyone gets two hits. Success of your hit is determined by RNG!
🔫 Everyone who participates in this Even of No Particular Importance will be rewarded, but the person who scores the most damage will get something a little extra!

Good luck, and happy hunting!

[zackthekiller]

[THIS IS FOR KICKING THE PLUSHIE INTO THE VOID, ISN'T IT.

Zack hauls ass to the armaments car, cursing under his breath as he picks a random weapon: The T weapon, to be exact. He's never really used a machine gun thingy before but if he finally gets to kill something he may as well try it.

So he aims the thing at the void thing and FIRES.]

[strangerpeople]

[A rather familiar SKREEEEEEEE fills his ears as the shots he fires...completely misses.

Oops.]

[overworker]

[Towa's got this. She's got V covered. Her experience should prove useful, and she's more than willing to help out anyone else with advice if they need it. But priority is on fighting whatever is after them. She's going to give it her all, no holding back. Prepared for whatever recoil it has to offer, she focuses in on the target and strikes quick; taking every shot she can get.]

Everyone stay calm. We can do this!

[strangerpeople]

[The shots hit, and very well at that.

Towa inflicted a great deal of damage on...whatever the hell is outside. Gold liquid starts to spill from its body.]

[otherworldlyking]

[ He comes to armaments, sure.

He's not excited about firing a gun, either. But hey, it sounds like it might be difficult to kill maybe?? And it's better than staying away from the action, so here he is.

Let's do B, the machine gun. ]

[strangerpeople]

[The shots differ on what they do.

The first hits; McBurn can hear the squelching sound as it impacts. The second...not so much. He can hear it whiz by, and disappear with a very distant BOOM.]

[telecosmetic]

[Eliza grabs the Z weapon, frowning as she does her best to aim and shoot the mines.]

Try to herd it in this direction!

[higanbana]

[Ris has taken up the other Z weapon.]

I will try to herd it in from this side if it strays too far!

[And she sure is setting up a wall of mines to contain it, yep.]

[notthebreakman]

[Even now, Proto Man can't ignore the need to protect people that Doctor Light instilled in him. Also, sleep is something that he can keep putting off, so he was already wide awake and ready to go.

He'll take control of the other V gun, since it seems to operate the closest to the type of shooting he's used to.

...Proto may or may not be whistling a melancholy little tune as he comes into the armaments car and prepares to fire, by the way.]

[biddentodance]

[Ever a paragon of decision-making, Minato minds his hands and makes for the lounge--

No, no. We all know he's not even thinking about that. He can't not protect the others, after all. Guns aren't his thing, but these are bigger, mounted guns. Can't exactly mistake these for his Evoker.

So he grabs himself a T and aims. Bulletproof, nothing to lose, fire away fire away.]

[eternaldivide]

[ Mithos might not know guns but it won't stop him from trying. He's a pretty fast learner after all and he wanted to do what he can to help?

So he goes in and picks up a B weapon. Alright time to ready, aim, fire... ]

[awitchdidit]

Ahaha, how exciting! It's just like that movie I was stuck on an island and couldn't actually see.

[The sniper rifles are taken, so she'll grab a B machine gun, point it in the direction of the bogey, and hold down the trigger while laughing maniacally. Quantity has a quality all its own.]

[whitemoontiger]

[ Thankfully he knew how to handle a gun to some extent so when presented with an option as he arrived, he eyed them before taking up one of the B Machine guns and after aiming towards whatever's attacking them? Starts shooting off a couple shots from the gun in the hopes it will help.

Not a whole lot but he's still gonna try all the same. ]

THE LIBRARIAN SILENCED

[strangerpeople]

[At long last, the beast lies dead. Quickly, the rats put on their spacesuits and venture out to hack off the bits and pieces of the creature that has been slain. Those in the armaments car can finally see the thing in full before the weapon windows slam down close; the monster is as large as the entire train car, with wood skin and long sheathes of paper wrapped around them like clothes. It's face is gone, now. As it it's life.

Wiping her hands, the Conductor looks over at everyone.]

Excellent job on the Scrive-Spinster, there. I'll ensure you're all rewarded appropriately.

[Then she looks at Towa.]

And you, particularly. Excellent shots, I must say. Are you handy with a gun?

...Well, I think something especial is important for you. Come with me.

[With that, she begins to go to the baggage car, giving a quick look over at Towa before she sweeps out of the room.]

((OOC: Good job, everyone who fought the beast! While Towa ended up with the special prize, everyone who took a shot gets one coin to use for baggage claim!))

LOUNGE

[strangerpeople]

[Everyone not in the armaments are in the lounge. There're a few rats here, serving tea and booze and offering to turn the volume up on the TVs to drown out the sounds of skirmish.

They whisper among themselves, terrified.]

They never should have destroyed the library...! Never, never...!

[OoC Note: Those who choose to stay in the lounge will not get rewarded for what happens in the armaments car, but they will be safe, hopefully.]

[katzenpfote]

[Rats, you say? Caleb has a cat here who is clawed deep into his thighs as he sits, but he doesn't seem to mind. Instead he's sitting and looking out the window. He'd help, but he's not much good with a crossbow and doesn't really know how to use a gun properly.]

[unwittingking]

[So Caleb may have noticed King running out of the lounge very quickly, with RGB close behind. Caleb may have also heard the scream from the armaments car, but figured it was fine and being handled with.

Then King comes running back in, hand gripping Minato's arm, who's half-pulling half dragging said teen into the room.]

Caleb, can you make sure Minato doesn't do anything stupid while he's here?!

[He is...stressed. Just a little bit.

And then he hears screaming back in the armaments and goes running back because this is his life apparently]

[unwittingking]

[Yeah, King is a shorty that probably can't even reach the guns, sooo…

But the actually normal looking rats (to him anyway) do get his attention. He doesn't say anything, but will try to eavesdrop with his big ears as he gives Lisa some head scratches.]

[technicolourdifficulties]

[RGB had never been a fan of guns, and that opinion had recently hit an all-time low for rather obvious reasons, given the rather obvious bullet hole clear through his shoulder. Between that and quite frankly not fancying his chances with anything he can't personally throw, he's just going to be in here, talking to the rats.]

Destruction of a library, you say? That sounds dreadful.

[strangerpeople]

They will never forget. They will never forgive...

[The rats shudder.]

[dragonmouth]

[Well, she only really knows how to use a bow and arrows, and she looks rather distraught and feels rather useless.

She gently boops one of the rats on the head after it carries a tray to her that had a glass of wine on it, which she accepts.]

Thank you.

[Anyone else is going to find her only occasionally sipping in that wine, mostly looking like she's trying to find something to read to distract herself and failing.]

???

[strangerpeople]

[As one shot in particular blasts the monster in the face, the Strangers might hear a very unratlike noise.

Then, a ball rolls into the center of the car as the train swerves.

> Investigate?]

[katzenpfote]

[Um.]

[Caleb extracts himself from both boy and cat before heading over to the ball to take a closer look.]