the sky is falling.

[baedalites]

Who: Everyone.
What: Part two begins.
When: Evening, a few hours before the end of the 24-hour siege period.
Notes: Feel free to thread in comments here or make your own posts! NPC your own monsters, team up in locations anywhere you like, and feel free to plot things at the plotting post, which has the relevant details. Remember that this is city-wide, so you are free to do what you like with locations.

Just after dark, the air of Baedal seems to change. While it was tense before, with the stand-off in Mafaton, a new kind of electrical energy begins to spread through the city, leaking from the sky itself. The horizon is clear tonight, even starry where the city lights don't obscure the view, but soon enough it begins to blur with color, and at an alarmingly rapid pace. Bright streaks of pink and green begin to spiral across the sky, in an approximation of the auroras, though it is much nearer and brighter than any common demonstration of an aurora should be. The geomagnetic storm swirls and dances, initially beautiful, but its intensity is ominous.

It's also growing. Most geomagnetic storms stay to one corner, but this spreads across the entire sky, green-purple-pink-red illuminated and inching further into the dark, leaving the city of Baedal tinted with a dim, eerie glow. This continues for about a half an hour, until that tension reaches its breaking point.

The magical boundaries holding Mafaton crack and then completely shatter. It is audible, and the backlash sends flying many of the Candlelighters trying frantically to preserve the borders of their siege. A few of them are killed by the backlash of their spell's combustion, but more are simply shaken; having one's magic work so thoroughly broken is not a pleasant experience. The sound covers another tearing, this time a metaphysical one that rips the heavens open in places the common eye can't see. Those whose vision allows them to observe different layers of reality will notice, but others will only see the incoming flood of creatures from other universes.

One siege has ended, but another has just begun, and this time, it's not just Mafaton at risk.

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[abruptplummeting]

Of all the places to encounter something like this, it had to be Badside. No, really. Could this have been any more cliche? However, sarcastically analyzing the situation is far far from Bucky's mind. Before getting deployed to Germany, heck up until he knew what HYDRA was, he'd flip his wig over something like this. Combating humans were one thing, but monsters? This was a whole other ballgame. And then again, even HYDRA didn't hit this level of crazy.

Right now? Bucky's positioned himself on top of a beat-up old apartment building. He's close to the edge, and part of him is wondering if it's gonna give way any minute. He's taking his chances though.

Steady hands, steady breathing. He peers through the scope of his rifle, fixing his cross-hairs on this loon. He's not shooting yet, just keeping the creature in his sights as it shambles through the dank nighttime streets of Badside. He needs to get a good shot, 'cuz he's got a feeling this thing ain't gonna go down easy.

Here goes.

BANG!

The shot echoes throughout the streets and there's pained roar, but it doesn't go down. A shot to the head and it doesn't go down. So now, this... whatever it is has spun around and is staring right at him.

Slow exhale. Then, to himself, "Why do I got a feeling that this ain't gonna end well?"