Action, Locked to 5721 Cunningham Lane

[ubermensching]

[Early today, Wilhelm is going to be going through the rooms of the house, looking for the occupants. His message to each one is the same.]

I believe there is a matter we need to talk about.

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[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

[At Wilhelm's insistence that they leave, combined with Albedo's order to the basement, Theta stands and is heading for the basement immediately. She turns when she hears the axe on the door. This isn't going to work. She leans against the wall so she has both hands free and abandons her cane--she expects to die here. She raises the gun, aims at Grady, and fires. Even without this being shooting at Grady, her aim isn't the greatest. This is the first time she's used a modern styled gun, and she'd never put much practice into guns back home, either.]

[mayfield-mods.livejournal.com]

((OOC: Guys, this isn't working. Can we please establish a thread order and reply to one another in order? chaos --> Wilhelm --> Theta --> Albedo --> Shion --> Nepeta --> Allen --> mod/mod (I will sometimes double post Grady and hazmats) would be okay with me.

Also, I think Allen, Shion, and Nepeta are not signed up for the event? If you want to be involved in this you'll need to sign up; otherwise, Grady will just let you leave, but you can't be involved in plot aspects.))

[The hazmats begins to storm into the house, tearing through everywhere they can find and spreading out. They're clearly looking for something, and they ignore all the people in the house in order to find it.]

[mayfield-mods.livejournal.com]

[Theta's bullet never hits. It stops in midair and falls to the ground.

Suddenly, Theta is on the ground, the bones in her legs and every single one of her fingers shattered.]

Bad idea.

Sorry. Post Order starts now I guess

[chaoschildofgod.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Where would Allen, Nepeta and Shion need to go to sign up?]

[chaos frowns deeply. He's sure he knows why they're here. He moves quickly, avoiding the Hazmat if he can, and snags the gun from Theta, before moving towards the basement.]

Wilhelm, everyone, back me up here!

sounds good to me, again slow since I'm at school.

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

[There's too much happening. Too much happening too quickly, and he no longer has any of the powers usually granted to him to make sense of situations like this. Theta fires, then she's on the ground, and then...]

Back down, Yeshua.

[And he'll turn to Grady.]

Whatever you intend to do here, I just want to make it clear that I'm responsible for what has been occurring here. If you wish to punish someone, aim your punishment at me.

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

[Theta falls to the ground with a sharp cry of pain, but she quickly bites her lip. The look she gives Grady is hateful, but she doesn't do anything further.]

I'm useless...one of you shoot me before you leave...

[She hates having to admit that, but what else is she going to do with her hands and legs broken? It takes a lot out of her just to manage to say that much without bursting into tears.]

[fractured-white.livejournal.com]

*As soon as his powers are cut, Albedo falls back to the couch. But the look of anger on his face at being rendered powerless is nothing compared to the sheer rage on his face when Theta falls. And now Wilhelm's taking the blame. Accepting punishment. He knows the Hazmats won't find Sergei until they think to check the basement, but he doesn't know where Rubedo is and is sure he'll resist. And with Theta asking them to kill her before they leave, it's almost too much for his fragile hold on sanity and he draws a knife out of his pocket despite knowing he can't move.* Partner...I hope you know what you're doing.

[miltianbunny.livejournal.com]

[Shion looks back and forth between everyone gathered there, and she can tell, even without powers of her own, that their powers have been rendered useless. She doesn't move for now, except to see about drawing Nepeta closer to herself, and glaring at Grady.]

Coward...

[She mutters this to herself]

[playspurrtend.livejournal.com]

[And of course, Nepeta stays close to Shion, just watching - still super on edge and ready to fight if she has to. She doesn't say anything though, because there's nothing for her to say. And she's doing what Shion told her to do.]

[want-a-vacation.livejournal.com]

*Allen moves to stand so that Nepeta is between him and Shion. His hands are trembling in a mixture of rage and fear, but he keeps his gun raised and ready to fire if the Hazmats turn aggressive.* No kidding...

*He doesn't voice what comes to mind as he mutters in response to Shion, though, and instead looks at Theta as he raises his voice back to normal.* We're not leaving you behind.

[mayfield-mods.livejournal.com]

((They can sign up here (http://community.livejournal.com/mayfield_rpg/895256.html#comments)! Just have them reply to that post individually at the end; it gives us permission to godmod and injure and stuff. If you don't want to be injured, that's cool! Grady will let you go.))

Tell the little brat to keep her mouth shut. Never cared much for kids.

Now, what you don't understand is, I ain't here to punish no one. Not yet. What's going to happen is, you're going to tell me where the Russian is, and you're going to give me the name of every person involved in hiding him. And you're going to do it before they finish searching the house, or things will go very, very badly.

[mayfield-mods.livejournal.com]

[A small group of the hazmats is making its way towards the basement door.]

[chaoschildofgod.livejournal.com]

[chaos looks at Wilhelm, but stops for the moment. He eyes Hazmat warily, before looking back to Grady.]

I'm fairly sure I speak for everyone here, but why would we do that? Especially to a coward who will not face people without stripping their powers away, and trying to overpower them.

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

Agreed.

[A pause.]

But I won't allow solely my decision or yours to decide this, Yeshua. Each person here, speak in turn as to whether or not we surrender what we know. Yeshua and I's vote is quite obvious.

But if even one of you submits? I will submit what I know.

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

[Theta takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly. She's already close to losing her mind with the pain of having so many bones broken, so she nods along.]

All right, I'll give. The...people that have been hiding him are....your mother.... And he's currently been hidden away in an orifice of hers that one is not wont to mention in polite company.

You get nothing from me.

[fractured-white.livejournal.com]

*Albedo can't help but laugh at Theta's comment and levels a vicious smirk at Grady.* We're supposed to be scared of you, are we? No, I don't think I'll be surrendering to the likes of you.

[miltianbunny.livejournal.com]

I've faced down worse than you, Grady! And there's no way I'd give people up for my own safety, when I know they'll end up getting hurt too!

[playspurrtend.livejournal.com]

[Nepeta can't help but hiss at Grady when he makes that comment-- it's a natural reaction, especially to someone that's doing what he is. She stays pretty quiet past the hiss though, since she can't really do much otherwise. Besides, she wouldn't even give the information he wanted anyway, if she was able to answer.]

[ooc; here's the stuff for Allen, Shion, and Nepeta, mods. \o] (http://community.livejournal.com/mayfield_rpg/895256.html?thread=18662680#t18662680)

[want-a-vacation.livejournal.com]

You can just go to hell!

[mayfield-mods.livejournal.com]

[Grady smiles, and Theta is casually set on fire. Nothing she does will put out the flame; it will keep burning until there's nothing left of her.]

Last chance, kids.

[chaoschildofgod.livejournal.com]

[And with that, chaos is fed up. He takes another step forward, eyes directed coldly at Grady. Man how he wishes he could knock the phone from the receiver right now.]

You think you are some sort of God, don't you? But a God who has to strip away everyone's powers to keep control is no God, but a monster! Why don't you put her out, give me my powers back and let's see who wins.

But you won't, will you, coward?! You'll kill us all, or drone us, thinking that you're winning somehow!

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

[Wilhelm just looks at the burning body for a moment before looking back at Grady. He just pauses for a moment before finally speaking in his usual monotone.]

I'm going to kill you.

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

[Theta screeches when she's ignited and starts trying to wipe out the flames with her arms, since she's not keen on patting herself with her broken hands. She gives up quickly, though, realising how pointless it is. Instead she sits still, in too much pain to do anything else but pray that one of her friends has the decency to realise that a swift death is going to be more useful and appreciated than anything else.]

[fractured-white.livejournal.com]

*For once, Albedo doesn't have any words. Instead, he grabs the table next to the couch, sandwiching his knife between palm and wood, and pulls himself to a standing position, possibly knocking the phone sitting there off the hook a split second before he lunges for Grady with a snarl, knife aimed for the man's chest and not even caring that his missing leg makes it incredibly unlikely that he'd succeed even if he was attacking a normal person.*

(Is it alright if what comes after this is broadcast, mods?)

[miltianbunny.livejournal.com]

[Shion's initial instinct was to try and cover her ears and block this out, but she fought it off. It was not the time for denial. Instead, it was time for action.]

[Realizing firing at Grady would do no good, Albedo was already going for him anyway, and that Theta's screaming was not ceasing, Shion glanced long enough to notice the flames didn't seem to die. She slid the gun she'd been concealing out of it's hiding spot and turned sharply towards Theta.]

[Mentally yelling 'Forgive me!', she fired a single shot, aimed for Theta's head. If uninterrupted, it would embed and hopefully kill the woman before her pain could continue; she'd revive tomorrow, and if she didn't, and death was now permanent, the burns she was sustaining would have only made whatever bit of life she had left a painful one.]