xii λ the apple

[assassino]

[He wasn't sure what he had been expecting, but it certainly wasn't this.

At first there's just a weird feeling in him, something that makes it feel like his insides are vibrating, reverberating from the Apple in his hand.

Then it bursts, like an explosion, with a gold light tearing across the room in all directions. It vanishes into the walls, and Ezio can't see where it goes, but he's startled enough to drop the Apple. He feels winded.

Elsewhere in the castle, humans may have just felt like something tried to invade their head, and unless the castle chose to protect them from it, it'll hurt like a blast to the head.

And then it's gone.

What the hell was that?]



[Mini event post here! And an video example of what this looks like! Again, it won't effect non-humans, and any psychics who probe "back" at it will know whatever did it isn't organic.]

Comments

Dictated

[youhavebeenflynned]

[Harry had just been going around his own business when he suddenly felt like his head was exploding. He took support of a nearby chair and then it was gone. He had felt that way a few times before, mostly when he got hot on the head in a drunken brawl or fist fight. But this was different. It had gone away as quick as it came and he saw no dancing starts in front of his eyes. He then grabs the nearby journal which of course recorded the whole thing.]

Are there more people than me who just felt something really weird?

dictated;

[thegirltwin]

I felt it too, and I know I'm not the only one. It was like being hit in the head harder than I could have imagined.

[spongetastic]

[Peter hates it when things try to invade his mind] What the hell was that?

[wizard_redfive]

Some kind of machine. [Said with conviction.]

[impetuous]

[ Gwaine was in the hallways when it happened. The pain was enough to drop him to his knees, clutching his head. The ankle he had twisted just a few days before protests the fall. Eyes scrunched tight, he keeps his head bowed as the pain recedes. Sadly, the same cannot be said for his foot. ]

[wilder]

[Okay gold light everywhere with freaky effects? Definitely something to be unsettled about. After it happened, he's certainly looking around to see just what this was all about when he sees the kid on the ground. ]

Whoa- brat! You alright?

[workaphilic]

[Sherlock's unlucky enough to be making his way back through the lobby (spent the afternoon with his bees, calms his nerves, helps him think) when it hits him. Unlucky, because it's not quite so easy as come-and-go for him. There's a tug, there's pain, and everything crunches.

His mind is his own perfectly calibrated tower of cards. Poke a corner, nudge the table, breath a little too hard, and it all folds in on itself. Cards tumble, overlap, get lost in the chaos.

He stumbles until he hits the wall, his palms against his temples. Elevated heart rate, rapid breathing, shift in blood flow. Autonomic response. Fight or flight.

Put it back, put it back, put it back.]

[supes]

[Clark is heading towards the stairs into the lobby when it happens, but virtue of his not being human, he doesn't personally feel it -- he just sees the gold lights and then rounds the corner to see someone freaking out and presumably in pain.

He's heading that way in a heartbeat, kicking in and out of superspeed fast enough to skip the stairs and approach.]

Hey! Are you alright?

[someoneto_carry]

[this one is on the shooting range! She was cleaning up guns when the blast hits and she falls back, clutching her head]

Bùyào zài

[thegirltwin]

[Nina is there also, practicing putting taking a weapon apart and putting it back together, and the blast jolts her enough to knock her off her feet. She recovers quickly, though, and looks over at Zoe as she gets up.]

Are you okay?!

[atrophied]

[ In the clinic's lab, House adds colchicine and hypotonic saline to the cultured cells.They're his. He is running through the process, insuring everything will work for when he has the cells he needs. That's when it hits. He stumbles and falls, miraculously avoiding landing on his ruined leg. There is no helping the pain, however. Everything that bothers him, everything that hurts, everything that so much as irks him all radiates to his leg. His heart rate jumps; his breathing increases. He can feel the hairs on his arms and the back of his neck stand on end. And as quickly as it happened, it's gone—but the effects remain. ]

[save_the_souls]

[Allen meanwhile is perfectly fine, thanks to the necklace he got a long time ago. He hears the crash and goes to investigate]

What happened?!

[confidente]

[ JOHN IS IN THE CLINIC, HATING HIS LIFE.

No, seriously, he is in the clinic when it hits him. The pain is enough to make him stumble when he gets up, a hand grabbing a hold of his temple while the other tries uselessly to steady him. Pointless, he ends up on the floor anyway, the chair crashing to its side couple of meters away from him.

Jesus Christ that hurts. It's uncomfortable, his muscles tense automatically, as if going on the defensive will stop whatever just happened.

Then, as quickly as it came, the pain and tugging is gone. Leaving John Watson on the floor hating his life, a soldier just attacked a force he couldn't see or begin to comprehend. ]

Shit.

[save_the_souls]

[BOTH IN THE CLINIC SO I CAN BE WHACKY WITH TIME IF I WANT NYAAAH]

[Allen was unaffected by the gold light, thanks to the pendant made for him a couple years ago. He was packing up his things to head out for the night when he heard the crash of the chair. Running to investigate]

John?!

dictated; because you said I could :P

[unnaturalpause]

[Okay he had been enjoying QUIET TIME with Helen.

No really he had. Quiet is nice and so is peace and John crashing to the floor and saying shit is not on his agenda of 'spend time with Helen Magnus in a magical creepy kidnapping castle that is somehow more peaceful then London'. Nope.

He has a written list you know, this isn't on it.

Neither are creepy weird gold lights going through the room.

So hi not-a-stranger, James is at least worried about you as he talks!]

I hope that fall didn't cause you too much trouble. [He cares! Really!]

[assassino]

[Half an hour later, he'll be poking his head in the clinic to see how busy it is -- or rather, to assess what kind of damage he did.]

[atadiscoverer]

You, too?

[A simple question. Carson is still getting his bearings right..]

[howruthless]

[it sneaks up on her out of nowhere. She should have been expecting it, and yet at the same time she wasn't. Then again, can anyone really be prepared for something grabbing hold of your brain?

She's walking down the stairs from Watchtower, intending on heading back to her room, when the pain seizes her. Her foot slips as she drops to the ground, but she manages to grab hold of the railing to keep herself from tumbling forward.

After a moment, it passes again, and when she feels the release on her mind, she takes a deep breath, and can't help but ask to thin air]

What the hell was that?

[supes]

[Once he's got a spare second, a short while after the lights, he zips up to Watchtower.]

Tess. Are you alright?

Bold italics is telepathy, text is talking

[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine is browsing the library when the shockwave hits, immediately noticing the force entering her mind. It happens so fast, she barely has time to put up a barrier. But with great effort, Dairine pushes back until the strange grip is gone.

Rubbing her head a bit, she mutters something about keeping the volume down for these kinds of things. Then blinks in realization. That wasn’t the telepathic signature of an organic creature. It was a machine. And close too, somewhere in the castle from the feel of it.]

So she sends a message back in the Speech, just to make sure she’s understood.]

Um, hello? Do you need something?

[Then to the journal, somewhat crossly.]

Alright, since when do we have telepathic machine life? Not that I’m complaining or anything, but I like to know ahead of time before I get a signal, thanks.

Also, there's this thing called volume control. Work on it.

[And naturally, she’ll be heading in the direction that the wave came from, trying to find the source. Who be sending her calls??]

[assassino]

[He's been listening to people freaking out and wondering what the fuck to do with this Apple, and he's about to head downstairs to find his important people now that he's got his breath back, but... well. He'll just play the part of someone who has no idea what's going on.

Dictated:]

What is telepathy? Do you know what that was?

[atadiscoverer]

[Carson was walking towards the library when the wave hit. It wasn't enough to knock him down, probably due to the slight change in his genetic code from a normal human. The ability to telepathically activate alien technology from a different universe isn't something common...

But he's still human. He stumbles into a wall, the books falling out of his hands, his journal landing open.]

What the bloody hell was that?! It felt like... [It felt like the Replicators probing his mind.]

Can't I just get one day of bloody peace?!

[gottaknockhard]

[Spike was about to sit down at the Lux with a beer, since they haven't banned him just yet, when a shock wave blasts through the windows. That's what it feels like anyway, a painfully bright light that pierces through his brain before he ever sees it coming. It causes him to miss the chair completely and barely catches himself from banging his head on the edge of the bar.

Reflexes may have saved him, but his mind takes longer to get over the stun. (Did that really happen or was it him... isn't he too young to have a stroke?) When it seems to have subsided, he looks down to find his jacket and most of his lap soaked, and his previously full glass smashed on the floor.]

Damn.

[bootsweremadeforcasting]

[Jade had just exited his room in the Gaudium Tower when the sudden gold burst hit him, knocking the mute man to one knee as he held his head a moment. Things affecting his head or touching his mind tended to cause him alarm. He rubbed it a moment when the pain and intrusion passed, looking around briefly before he pulled himself to his feet.

He frowned. Where had that come from? Was it the castle? No, it had come from somewhere. Jogging to a nearby window at the end of the hall, Jade could see the Ortus Tower. With how it had been moving, Jade could think it came from there.

Wasn't Ezio in the Ortus Tower? With that ting, the 'Apple' they'd been investigating; "apocalyptic device" and "all-powerful" came to mind. Jade walked back to where he'd dropped his journal and quickly flipped it open.]

[Filter to Ezio Auditore]

'That blast just now. Was that you?'

Jade Curtiss

[assassino]

[It takes a few minutes -- he's running around and trying to get the gist of what happened -- but he replies.]

I think so. I cast it aside as soon as I realized it was doing something, but I wasn't fast enough. What did it feel like?

Ezio

[onlyanapple]

[Oh, Crowley surely did see those light patterns and is Not Amused]

You played the the sodding apple, didn't you?

What did I tell you about playing with the apple?

Crowley

[assassino]

["I don't know what you're talking about" runs through his head as a first response, but he doesn't see a point in even trying that.]

I wasn't playing with it.

[foolreversed]

[Adachi was getting back into the swing of his usual loitering/subconcious patrol habits when this hits him like a fucking brick to the head.

If anyone happens to see him at the moment they'll bare witness to an extremely violent reaction. After all, Adachi's mind fosters his Persona too, who already on an almost daily basis causes Adachi some sort of pain.

Well those times feel like nothing compared to this.

It feels like not only an attack on his mind, but an attack on Magatsu Izanagi, whose physical pain is also Adachi's to feel. That equals double the pain for him.

He hunches over and clutches his head immediately, nails digging into his skull before ultimately screaming, tears forming in his eyes.

Approach him if you dare, but fair warning you might get a shock of zio (electricity) out of frightened animal-like instinct if you do.]