3721/It comes from beyond:Do that Funky Dance

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It comes from beyond:Do that Funky Dance
Date of Scene: 12 October 2020
Location: NYC Central Park
Synopsis: Ritual goes off at a halloween party. Something awakens into this world.
Cast of Characters: Jackie Estacado, Slips, Viola Fiore, Harley Quinn, Nico Minoru, Spiral, Sera
Tinyplot: It comes from beyond time and space


Jackie Estacado has posed:
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7:00 pm Central Park

October was here, the start of pumpkin spices, Halloween, beer, mulled apple cider, and the park's decorations. The world is in motion, enjoying itself the smell of hot dogs and a cider filling it from the vendors setting up shop for a little evet called Spice Up Your Life; the simple rule was everything had to be spiced in the autumn style. Either the meat, drink, or condiments something with that feeling of the perfect time of the year.

The place is packed, people moving through the booths, games set up in the back from a local company. Booth selling goodies, art, and shady phone guy in the back is a typical event at the big apple. The sound of families and children rushing around, so much to do and see. Parents rushing after said children, the world is in motion.

The buildings around here are light up bright orange, with lights and bulbs, some of them have Halloween themes on the side, this it the world is one. Everything is perfectly synced for an amazing spooky October.

Slips has posed:
"Yeah I'll hook you up man," Arya says with wide eyes and a smile, nodding to the shady cell phone guy as she walks back (and away) with two 40 oz beer cans.  She pivots and fake cackles to herself, throwing her head back before pausing in her retreat to crack one open, spilling a little on her hoodie in the process.  "Priorities."  Slurpity slurp.  These cans are awful for drinking out of, but Arya will /not/ let that stop her.

Viola Fiore has posed:
Viola Fiore and Nico hadn't really planned on coming to the festive, Halloween-themed event. The Italian-American girl is wearing jeans that are stylishly torn at the knees, and a long sleeve shirt with a red flannel shirt tied about her waist. She looks a contrast from the gothic-dressed, Asian girl at her side, yet the two are talking and laughing as if friends enough.

The stands of food vendors are noticed and Viola points over to them. "Oh I could kill for a PSL and a warm muffin or something," she says. "Want to grab something with me? My treat for your taking me to the party the other day," she tells Nico.

If that's amenable to her friend, Vi's eyes scan over the various vendors before picking one out that looks like it might have some pastries to go with the beverage. Cookies and warm breads with allspice and muffins and even sweeter confections displayed on the stand.

Harley Quinn has posed:
How could anyone like Gumbo so much?

That was the question Harley asked herself while nagging Spiral that there was more to life than that vile prison food she enjoyed so much. And look at that! An event in Central Park with some nice food and drinks. Spice it up? Great for her...! There had been some back and forth about but eventually the convincing had been done. Devil-tongued Harley!

Approaching the stands themselves with the various people drinking she was dressed in a white tank-top, bright yellow suspenders up to her shoulders which went down to loose yellow pants with some diamond-harlequin motifs in it. Very subtle.. (not)

"Ya know, I am glad ya convinced me not to bring the hyenas.." the harlequin says up to Spiral, eyeing some of the kids running past and lets out a sigh.

That is until she notes the goth-italian duo and she points. "You theah!" she calls out.

Nico Minoru has posed:
It was not the plan to attend the festival, but plans often had a way of changing when Nico was concerned. Nevertheless, she did not exactly hate this time of year, it was a time when she actually fit in and was not given stares based on her appearance. People just assumed she was going to some holiday themed gathering.

She was dressed in her typical goth appearance: today's outfit being a pair of solid black leggings, cut off black jean shorts over them, a long sleeved black shirt and a black vest. Yes, not a lot of color with this one. "I thought you would never ask. I think I may have skipped breakfast...and lunch for that matter." She follows her friend ot the stands suggested. "Nothing too sweet. It hurts my veins."

Harley's cry is heard and she turns her head to the source of the greeting, murmuring to Viola. "It's the only clown I would ever allow at my birthday." A smile and a wave given to her. "Well well..it seems this fesitval has attracted the finest people indeed."

Spiral has posed:
What's wrong with gumbo? It's just soup with nice things in it.

Spiral looks about as subtle as Harley, with a long, misshapen denim jacket and black leggings. The jacket makes her look quite misshapen though, as its done up rather than left open at the front and there's a plethora of arms under there.

Sure, she could disguise herself in other ways, but this makes her feel uncomfortable and reminds her of her freak status, as it should be. Some sunglasses to cover the eyes, and she's ready for the outside world. The white hair can remain, thats normal enough right? Greetings, fellow normal humans!

"Oh, those two at Strange's." she observes, semi whispered to Harley.

Slips has posed:
Okay and now Slips has to put the first can down so she can...duh, pop open the second can!  Oh just a sip.  Okay, double-fisting!  Successs!  Slips does soft crowd noises as she holds her be-canned arms in the air with her hoodie up like some prize fig-like some dumbass who is drinking alone in the park...cheap, shitty ass, oh wait...it isn't.  It's actually /good/ white ale.  WHICH MAKES IT ALL THE MORE TRAGIC WHEN ARYA STUMBLES INTO HARLEY AND SPIRAL.......beer-sprinkles-everywhere.

"Oh shit!"  Arya giggles as she rebounds off the two women, looking back behind instead of the next people she nearly mows down with beer.  Now her hands are really slippery when she collides, the beer falls.  Arya lets out a wail of lament as she drops to her knees to quickly scoop up the can.  "I am so fucking-"  But she just starts laughing, and doesn't really stop or seem too broken up about it either.  "Anyone want a drink?"  More laughter.

Viola Fiore has posed:
Viola Fiore looks over to Nico as the other girl mentions not having eaten. "Aw, shoot, you need something a bit more filling than just a muffin then," she suggests. She moves into line at the first vendor though, even while glancing around at the others nearby. "That guy's got gyros it looks like. Do you like lamb? Or hot dog stand over there. And that's... some kind of sausage on a stick," she says of a third place they could get Nico something more hearty.

She places an order with the vendor and then turns as she hears a "You theah!" loud enough to get her attention. She turns and sees Harley Quinn, not to mention Spiral, whose bulky coat only gets a brief look from the 22 year old. Viola lifts her hand to wave towards the pair. "Wow, hello again. Small city isn't it?" she says, offering them both a little smile. "Hope you had fun the other night," she says. The events at the Sanctum Santorum still blowing her mind more than a little.

Harley Quinn has posed:
"Right?!" Harley says up to Spiral with a bob of her head, "I know what happened..!" the clownette lifting a finger, "The magic o' the place made our fates entwined so we can't help but meet up. But..." and she frowns a little at it. "I don't really remembah at all what happened once we drank that weihd stuff and aftah the fresh prince dance. Maybe they remembah.." honestly, it was all a fuzzy thing on Harley's head. But that was true for a lot of things, both things she *wanted* to forget along with those she didn't. Not all was joy and smiles for the clownette.

"And man, those shades look cool on you. In a stalkah kinda way. But cool.." a little nudge with her elbow to Spiral in a friendly manner and a teasing grin before she is out to meet the friends they made back at that epic party. "Hey, Italian Princess and--" Though then someone runs interference by ways of beer-sprinkling everywhere when they are getting close. "Ack!" her poor bright yellow pants get beer'ed... Good Lord! But then she cackles. "Damn right I want a drink! If yoh awhe offerin'"

Her eyes trail up to Spiral and she grimaces. Oops.

Nico Minoru has posed:
So many choices and they all look and smell so good. Her eyes are looking back and forth to the different vendors, raising a finger to do an eenie meenie miney mo type deal. Her finger lands on a hotdog and she shakes her head. "Screw that. That sausage on a tick looks good. I always say, if you don't know what it is, it makes it taste all the better; you don't know what it is supposed to taste like."

The bumping of Slips into the other pair, causes Nico to turn her head rapidly to the collision, raising a brow and watching it unfold and saying in a side comment to Viola. "That is what we call alcohol abuse...poor wasted alcohol." She makes her way over to the sausage on a stick vendor and nods once to him, pointing to one of them. "I'll take one of those." Her finger then points to Viola. "She says she has it."

Spiral has posed:
"A stalker kind of way?". Spiral's expression suggests she does NOT consider that a compliment. "Well, when you're a freak like me I suppose that sort of level of insult is milder than usual.". Shaking her head, she adds, "Lots of antiheroes wear sunglasses. Trinity?". *ouch*.

She staggers a bit when an enthusiastic Slips piles into her - what with all the arms under the coat it's more than likely she bounced off an elbow or something, so bumping into Spiral feels pretty uncomfortable. She staggers back a bit, sunglasses almost falling over, jacket roiling around as the arms underneath it unconsciously try and do various things but can't. And eventually she looks down at the damage.

Her brand new denim jacket just covered with sticky drink, some of it sinking in already. Gross, she can feel it on her hidden bare arms already. "Nnngh....". The jacket roils more, lips curling into an Angry Look.

Jackie Estacado has posed:
Red sky lights up around them; the sky seems to glow. A light from one of the large buildings projects upwards towards the moon, as it seems there is a large shadow looming there, clapping of children and adults. It's all part of the show, right?

But for those that live in a world of the other side, dabble in the mystic arts. A cold chill runs down your spine, hearing something whisper into your soul.<Returning, blood will be mine to feast and drink---souls, to crunch.> The voice is whispered, slowly speaking, raspy as if it is waking up, it seems to be coming from all around you.

Slips has posed:
"First taker," Arya presents a beer can to Harley.  "For your troubles."  Then she turns her head to say to Nico, or in her direction, "Thank you for your kindness."  She's going to ignore the slightly unexpected uncomfortableness of bouncing off one of Spiral's many elbows.  Those arms must all be folded under that jacket.

After delivering Harley her prize, Arya worriedly arches her brows and turns to look at Spiral, facing down that deep, Angry Look.  "You want my other beer?...and maybe a new jacket?  You can have my hoodie," she looks down at her own hoodie and then back up, "Until I can help you replace yours?"  She notices absolutely jack all about shadows and clapping and children.  The only mystical thing about her is she's older than farts.

Sera has posed:
Sera has been in a bit of a mood since she got back from Asgard. Odin had been quite clear on what he expected of her and she knows she can be up to the task but isn't yet. She needs to get back in to proper fighting form - not 'bounty hunter' fighting form, but proper sorceress supreme fighting form.

She's flying over New York almost thoughtlessly, heading back to her Brooklyn brownstone when suddenly that chill shoots down her spine and she slowly turns her head to see a large red light projecting from the a building up in to the sky.

"What in the ten realms?," she mutters to herself and turns in to a swoop. Her glowing white wings are beacon for anybody glancing up at the sky. She lands stylishly in front of the building in question. "Blood will be mine to feast and drink, souls to crunch? Ehh that doesn't sound good at all."

Sera sings out and hold out one hand and glowing white magics fill her eyes, then jump to her hands and a glowing sword of magic appears in it. She gives it a twirl and then is about to stride in to the building when she pauses and looks back at the celebration going on. "What's with all the pumpkins?"

Viola Fiore has posed:
Vi seems to have just managed to get missed with the flying alcohol, though she does help steady Slips briefly. The food is being served up and she pays for it, bringing both beverages and muffins over to where Nico has joined in the line for the sausage on a stick. Bratwurst to be more specific.

"Yep, here you go," she says, supplying plastic to the vendor and waving it over the sensor for touchless processing. "No no, I'm good with just this," she tells the man as he tries to sell her some tasty meat product impaled on wood. "But thank you.

Vi grins back to Nico and then glances at Spiral and Harley. "Oof, hope it doesn't get too cold tonight," she comments. That's when the light show starts up. Vi doesn't show any reaction to it other than a soft, "Oooo," like a few other people of the not-magically sensitive variety do.

Harley Quinn has posed:
"Trinity?" Harley grins amusedly at Spiral and waggles her eyebrows at her. "Lets get ya into those tight leathas and then maybe I will consider it!" But the spilling of drinks on Spiral makes her look a little nervous. "Well, yoh jacket is gettin' baptized by beeah. But don't worry, oouuh friend heah is offerin' us drinks ta compensate!" eyes then turn to Arya and she nods with her eyes widened as if showing her it's indeed a good idea!

She takes the beer offered by Arya and lifts it up in a salute before handing it over to Spiral if she wants it. "Theah ya go and --- what the heck is with all these red lights?" nope, she isn't magically attuned. And the partyin' at Strange where she got her thingamagicka powahs already waned out..

"Man ..." she looks towards Nico and Viola again. " ... these look pretty. And damn right I had fun the otha evenin'! I don't remembah all o' it though..." a dramatic sigh done in Viola's direction.

It's when she catches sight of Sera. "Hey, that ain't no plane!" nor Superman! And she could recognize those wings anywhere! "HEY, SEEERAAAAA!" no subtlety.

Nico Minoru has posed:
Can't a girl just enjoy a sausage on a stick? Seriously, one moment of skewered mystery meat bliss is all a girl every truly wants, right? The excitment of receiving the food shows clearly on her face, a smile seldom seen. However, the smile does not last long as in her head she hears the ominous words. /Blood will be mine to feast and drink, souls to crunch/. The young witch's eyes widen and she immediatly reaches out for Viola's arm. "We need to go. Shit is about to get real...and by real I mean real fucking bad."

She then realizes that all the people enjoying themselves are completely obvlivious to what she had heard, going about their happy little Halloween celebrating lives and filling themselves with all things pumpkin flavored. The thought of fleeing is quickly subdued and she turns to face Viola, dropping her her meat on a stick and grabbing both her shoulders. "Whatever happens in the next few minutes stay close to me."

her eyes scan the area for what is undoubtedly about to come, seeing nothing new..except for Sera descending, at least it looks like Sera to her; but different.

She reaches into her vest pocket and pulls out a small switchblade, holding it one hand and gripping the blade with the other, not yet slicing herself.

Spiral has posed:
Spiral is at least as annoyed with barely being able to move than she is with Slips. In any case it looks like Harley and Slips need not worry, as she's looking skyward, one hand idly taking off the sunglasses to reveal her glowing white eyes, which narrow - can't see very far with shades on, let alone anything magical - "I'll have another drink..." she says, voice distant and not really listening - speaking on autopilot.

This isn't because of that botched portal opening she did a couple of days ago, is it? Is her first thought. And, I hope not my soul, is the second. Actually Mojo has her soul, so maybe she's not going to be very appetising.

She nudges Harley with a hidden elbow. "Some extradimensional consumer of souls up there." she says softly. And she's not talking about herself and her baby-draining powers! "Oh it looks like someone has it all in hand.", and she smiles, reaching into a wet pocket to take out a couple of disembodied eyes. She'll at least annoy Mojo by having some footage!

Slips has posed:
Arya doesn't seem as nervous as Harley at her having spilled beer on Spiral, but then Arya doesn't know Spiral and she doesn't know Harley either.  In fact, she seems waaaay too laid back about it all.

After Harley sacrifices the first drink to Spiral, Slips is in the middle of taking a sip from the second drink when she freezes and immediately surrenders it to the glowy-eyed woman with elbows for boobs (as far as Arya knows).  If there's one thing that living for way, waaaay too long has taught Slips, it's that you don't talk back to women with glowing eyes...and you always give in to their demands.

Then Slips spots the crop of disembodied eyes being fondled like little web cams.  "Am I about to fucking die or am I dead and this is...something else?"  She looks up to the winged woman that is being flagged down by this other special wonder.  "Should I have brought a light sword thing like her?"

Sera has posed:
Sera's eyebrows raise in surprise as she sees Harley of all people. "Hey pahdna," she says trying to speak like Harley does a little. Then she also sees Nico and tilts her head a touch. "Nico." Her eyes look over the other people with them and she shrugs, "Hey which of you are interested in storming this here building to end a ritual that apparently is summoning a demon to New York for the tasty consumption of Human souls?," she says and lifts up her free hand.

"I'm Sera. I'm from Heven. I'm an Angel. There, formalities out of the way. I do magic stuff, I'm a sorceress." She waggles a hand to Harley, "I work with her in my mundane job of catching bad guys, but also catching bad guys is my less than mundane job too."

Next she motions to the apartment complex behind her, "Somewhere in there is someone neferious doing a summoning spell of some sort and we should put a stop to that before things get real ugly real fast and I have to text the entire Infinity Watch."

Lifting both arms up in to the air to elicit excitement, "Who's in?!"

Viola Fiore has posed:
What had started out for Viola as a pleasant bit of special effects immediately becomes something worrisome. She looks around, not sure yet what is happening exactly, but Nico's tone and drawing that knife seem to impart to Vi just how serious the Asian girl finds the moment.

Vi moves closer as if also trusting in Nico to protect her as her eyes dart about looking for signs of what is wrong. The form of Sera up in the sky is finally noticed, though the greeting from Harley gives Vi pause on whether that is the danger or not.

Spiral's straightforward explanation is, of course, scary as F. "Consumer of souls?" Vi repeats, looking over to Nico for confirmation. "Should we, get people out of here... or..." she pauses. How do you even convince a crowd of that to get them to disperse?

The brunette looks up as Sera flies over to them and offers the introduction. She glances from Nico to the flying angel and mumbles under her breath, "We so move in different circles..." Viola swallows and tells Nico, "I can try to help get people out if you need to go... you know... save the world?"

Nico Minoru has posed:
Nico looks to Viola with a nod, turning her head ot Sera as well as if to affirm what she had just informed. "She's right. It is not here yet. It's trying to be brought here. It would be in our best interest to stop it before it does. Most certainly in our best interest."

There is a moment of reflection and consideration before she states. "It maybe wise..you know in case we fail in stopping this..whatever it is. Can you maybe cause some sort of distraction dispersement? You know nothing ot cause mass panic?"

She then steps back and slides the blade across her hand, squeezing her hand tight and allowing blood to drop on the ground below. "When blood is shed, let the staff of One emerge." Her back arches and she actually seems to leviate off the ground a few inches, her arms flailing back behind her as her head tilts back as well. The Staff begins to emerge from her chest until it is fully present and her body lowered to the gorund, staff now in hand. She looks to Sera. "So where are we going?"

A smile given to Viola. "I will be fine.."

Harley Quinn has posed:
As everyone appears to be going into some kind of state of alert Harley lifts both her brows, first eyeing Spiral as she explains what they may be up against. "Groovy..." because how else should one reply about an INTERDIMENSIONAL CONSUMER OF SOULS being on the loose? Then a look to Nico. "Ok, ya guys awhe freakin' me out. And I am the one that normally freaks othas out!" so unfair!

"I foh one don't wanna see my soul bein' sucked out soooo, I am open ta suggestions on how we handle this." always ask the experts!

"And it is cleah we have all been brought togetha by Strange's Partay ta face this soul sucka." She announces after hearing to Sera's explanation of what's going on. "And I am in o' course!" A believer of Fate this one! Then a little nudge to Spiral. "That's my bounty huntah pahdner.."

Viola's idea of dispersing people does make Harley look her way, looking thoughtful. "How ya gonna make people believe ya and leave?" she ponders a moment and then adds, "Could always just say theah's a bomb in heah..." she starts searching inside one of her pockets.

Would Harley bring one of her explosives here?!

Spiral has posed:
Okay, this jacket is annoying the crap out of her, and people aren't really likely to be looking her way much longer, so she quickly shucks it off, revealing a stripey blouse beneath - beered a bit, but not much, as most of it fell on her arms - which has been enhanced with some crudely cut extra arm holes, revealing all six arms. Which twist around a bit as the four she had wrapped around her body uncurl, glad to be free.

"Ow... thats better..." Spiral admits, stretching a bit like she has a bad back. One arm swoops down to pluck the beer from Harley's hand finally, and another one holds her jacket, while a third holds the eyes up. Cybernetic, they aren't Psylockes, calm down! Though they look very real.

She glances over at Slips with a soft laugh. "Only if you plan on going up there and using it, probably a bad idea unless you're a swordswoman.". Meanwhile, the eyes in her hand track Sera as she gives her intro speech, and she hmms softly. This one defies an easy trope... so far, anyway. Aided somewhat by Harley, which causes a frown.

"She doesn't look like a bounty hunter." she eventually says.

Slips has posed:
"I'm Arya.  I'm from this marble.  I'm a human.  /Now/ formalities are out of the way.  I'm down," though Slips does not lift her hands in triumph like she did with the 40 ozers.  "Then I don't have to go to the gym!  Fuck yeah."  Did this woman hear any of the crazy ass scary crap that people have been saying around her?

"Look I say kicking ass sounds like a good way to go.  If it's good enough for a frickin' angel, it's good enough for me."  Arya pauses for a beat to look up to Sera and say, "Take me to heaven," with a grin, as if that'd be an option after her soul is sucked away.

"You went to that weirdo's party?!"  Slips has never heard of Strange, but this chick is talking about going to a party...of one guy named /Strange/.  She can't resist. "No /wonder/ there's a portal opening up with something coming to suck everyone's souls."  She sighs.  "So we're all in favor of the cracking knuckles and busting up some cosplaying dumbass that got their hands on something real...or cultists.  I guess they could be cultists-WOAH THAT'S A LOT OF ARMS."  She grins widely at Spiral.  "Very cool.  Hmm."  She begins to chew her lower lip thoughtfully, distracted until Spiral talks about sword skills.  "Oh yeah.  I can pwn with swords.  Or daggers, or...I mean I'm sure I'll find something in the building, like..."  She reaches down and unbuckles her belt, pulling that out.  Then she bends down to steal a laces from her shoe.  "Let's go!  I'm armed!"

Jackie Estacado has posed:
The sky is turning brighter more orange, as that light seems to shine brighter, the moon's image is more solid, more real looking. It is moving over the moon; it's shaking as if it is laughing.

<Freedom, Freedom, so close I can taste it!>

Sera has posed:
Sera peers at those six arms, then shakes her head to snap out of it and decides to be a bit more urgent. "Bladiblah introduction. Time's up. We must storm the building. Look for the door with the glowing under its frame. That's ours. We kick it in and punch whoever is stupid enough to do a demon summoning. Kapich?," Sera says and smirks.

She turns back to the building and stalks to its front door. A lock, a buzzing system? no time or niceties, she swishes with her sword cutting through the lock and then kicks the door open, shattering the glass. "There's only a few floors, take one each and call out if you find it. Let's be swift. I'll start at the top floor and work down."

With that she takes to the stairs shouting back behind her, "Kick butt now, ask forgiveness later!" Bounding up three at a time and using the hand rail to swing her momentum around each turn, she beats her magical wings for an extra speed boost. Once on the top floor she starts a run down the hallways looking for any room that is particularly magically relevant.

Viola Fiore has posed:
Vi watches as Nico's staff emerges from her body. It's only the second time she's seen it, and the way Vi's eyes are wide and starting, it seems that knowing what to expect doesn't really do much yet to remove the bizarre novelty of it.

She looks back around at the people, enjoying the park and thinking, like she did, that it's just some kind of lighting effects show going on. "Something to create mass panic so people run," she repeats quietly. "Um... Harvey Weinstein... no. Billy Cosby... no..." she murmurs to herself.

Viola Fiore glances over towards Harley and the thought seizes her and turns into action before she's really given the matter thought. "Oh my god! It's the Joker! I think he's got a bomb!" she yells loudly enough most people anywhere near her are going to hear it.

Jackie Estacado has posed:
The building feels cold, so cold, like it's winter in here. Sub-zero everything is freezing to the touch, your breath is heavy in the air like your smoking cigarette after cigarette, like a chimney or a classic ad man.

The next thing you notice is it's quiet as the grave, not a sound of a living soul. Each door is opened, inside is the items moved, signs of bodies dragged out, towards the elevator, with each step, more doors open, as if someone or something was on a home invasion spree, the feeling of eyes on you, the feeling of the cold stronger as you linger in the building. But it is the most powerful the closer, to the middle of the building you get, one floor below where the power seems to be coming out, one flight above you.

Harley Quinn has posed:
Slips reminds Harley about formalities. Important! Even as she is still rummaging around a pocket. "I am Hah'lee." she announces with a wide, manic grin. "The six-armed wondah is Spiral, a friend o' mine. Then the angel is Sera." Harley, building bridges between people! "The italian princess is Viola.., and the .., WHAT THE --- That was one o' the coolest transforms evah! Almost like sailoh moon but wihout all the glittah and mini skirts. A lot niceh let me say." this said to Nico of course. "And oh, she's Nico. Oouh Goth witch." there! Now everyone knows everyone!

Hey, people can talk while doing stuff! And she's just bringing out a little sphere out of her pocket at last. Is it an explosive? Well, it has a little smiley on it so ..., what are the odds? Probably high...

When Viola goes about announcing the Joker is around Harley's eyes go wide and she looks around in panic for the split of a second. "Wheah..." But .., she does realize Viola's ruse after a moment... The smiley-faced bomb is tossed up high into the air, exploding hard enough that the vibrations are still felt before glitter starts to fall down.

Professional crowd disperser tag team over here!

Jackie Estacado has posed:
The people hearing the words Joker and bomb! I mean, hell, everyone has seen those videos on the net, the news, everywhere, and oh god, it's Harley Quinn.

Panic at the disco aint' got nothing on the square, people fleeing with passion, quickly screaming at the top of their lungs, everything is on fire not literally yet, as carts are fliped, tables, everything as they are rushing out of the park, 3 minutes top till it's empty cleaned out of the innocent bystanders.

Spiral has posed:
Oh look, and she's being stared at by everybody again. "Yes, the twisted freak is here.". Slips grinning at her doesn't actually change her demeanour at all, she just stares at Slips for a long moment. "Laughing at the deformed went out in the 19th century." she informs her coldly.

But then, the angel is off! "Sorry, the hero appears to be impatient.", Spiral mutters, and then two of her hands form complex shapes in the air and she does a pirouette, appearing some distance in front of Sera, eyes held out for an onrushing angel shot - somehow managing to hold the eyes steady while the rest of her is pirouetting around. She's not happy though, the boot through the glass door would have been worth five points alone if she was on the other side at the item - safely out of harms way of course.

The eyes track over everybody else coming as they rush in. She nods a bit at the weapon bedecked Slips. "Nice! Now THATS a bounty hunter. Where's everybody else? Well... the angel and the bounty hunter are going to fight the Forces of Evil and...".

There's a huge bang outside, and screams, and now Spiral is torn. "We can splice in some panicked crowd pics later maybe..." she mutters to herself, deciding to stick with the heroes.

Slips has posed:
"Kick butt now!  Ask forgiveness never!" Slips passes on with a big grin like this is all big afternoon of make believe.  Does this girl have powers?  She's taking a belt and a shoelace to a demon fight for everyone's souls.  Luckily, she's not alone.  "Good to meet ya!" she whisper-shouts down behind her as they disappear into the cold.

"I'm keenly aware of what was in vogue in the 19th century...and the 21st.  I just thought grinning wasn't laughing," Slips whispers to Spiral on their way.  "Plus you aren't deformed and your arms are badass, so take a damn compliment."

Slips smirks at Harley when she so effectively does the crowd control thing.  She's following Sera's lead, and is looking for anything, broom, towel, ice pick, anything about that she can snag to arm herself better along the way.

Sera has posed:
Sera feels the cold on her skin, the puffs coming out with each breath. All these open doors, this was not what she was expecting at all. "What the Hel happened in this place?," she murmurs to herself and senses the direction, "One floor down." She shouts loudly, "It's in the middle floor, middle of this building."

Then there's a big explosion sound outside, "Oh no. We might be too late," she says with a frown and when she looks back to Nico she says, "You weren't kidding about your magic staff." Her eyes turn to Slips and Spiral and she says, "Okay let's get moving."

She's off at a run again, heading this time more toward the actual center of this mess. Creepiness be damned, and this is rating up high on the creepy factor. It may be too late for the people of this building. "Also, it's pronounced Heven, not Heaven," she muses and asks, "Where's Harley and the other one go?"

Viola Fiore has posed:
Viola Fiore wasn't expecting the assist from Harley. Is it appreciated? Well, yes, it gets all of those innocent people out there. Does it freak out Viola a little bit that she had an explosive on hand?

Oh yes. Yes most definitely.

Viola looks over to Nico with a worried expression. "I'm probably going to just get in your way and make you worry about me if I go in. So I'll stay out here and call 911 and try to do the responsible thing," she says.

With that, Viola moves off, herding the few people who haven't run, who are standing around filming it. Well, filming it for Youtube, not Mojo. Viola isn't going to try to move Spiral!

Jackie Estacado has posed:
As you head up to the floor, from below or above, you feel a feeling of spinning, placing you back where you came in. Something stops you from entering that floor---one moment you're almost there, next a pop your back down. <My home, my world, get out!>

Harley Quinn has posed:
Oh great ... Now people will think she was in with the Joker behind this 'attack' on Central Park... Harley droops her shoulders before taking in a deep breath. "Ah well, what I do foh my friends!" a wide grin comes to her lips once again even her eyes don't seem as effusive or manic as before, gaze turning to Viola. "It woiked!" she says. But she's a bit of a sad clownette now.. Just that name is enough to trigger her sometimes...

With the others having already ran inside Harley remains outside as well, even if she does reach over for a discarded hoodie of someone who left in a hurry and slips it on, hoodie up. Best disguise evah!

But now Viola is stuck with an Harley near her. And in her defense she does try to help in getting people out too. "Look at it on the bright side, Viola. If souls are eaten it will only be ouuhs instead o' all the people heah!" cheerful tone. Though it's clear the woman looks shaken at something.

Spiral has posed:
Spiral puts a spare forefinger to her mouth when Slips tries to compliment her. "We're on set." she reminds. Seems like her long experience trapped in TV world has come to the fore today. "Wait a minute.". She frowns, having felt space and time ripple around her - white eyes widening. "That's MY trick, the neverending staircase.".

"We can't have too much wasted time poking around this building, everybody will get bored.". Feeling the ratings slipping away, she pokes the eyes with another hand for a moment - can't have the set crew become a protagonist after all - and she starts to dance. Though rather than twisting reality, for a change she's actually trying to straighten it.

One of her hands points to where they just ran, and failed to run. "Try again." she says helpfully, still dancing around, the denim jacket discarded even as she needs as many hands as possible.

Spiral has posed:
Spiral eventually gives up though, and stops dancing. "Mmm. Whatever is twisting space feels very ancient, and old. I don't think brute magical force will work here. Ugh.". She turns the eyes back on.

"We might need to have some poking around after all." she grumps, and then turns the eyes onto Sera and Slips, holding them out in one hand. "Go, lets make it quick at least.".

Slips has posed:
"I think you're going to have a hell of a time trying to correct the whole Western world on that one," Arya says with an amused grin.  "Are we in a drama or a comedy?" she asks Spiral suddenly, without missing a beat.  Spiral might as well have dangled yarn in front of a kitten.  Maybe Slips would realize she's been walking these stairs awhile if she was...well, paying attention.

It's the presence that stops Arya and makes her register what she's been absorbing passively.  She looks over to Sera.  She's an angel.  She's gotta know how to slay disembodied voices right?  "We're stuck.  Aren't we."  Yee of little faith.

Sera has posed:
Sera charges into that middle floor only to come back out on the floor above. She pauses, confused, then charges in again, returning once more to the floor above. Then she hears the voice again, "My home, my world, get out.. huh interesting. Well I've got news for you Jack. This is New York Freakin' City and we don't take kindly to extra dimensional interlopers."

Spiral starts her magic, trying to untwist the barrier and she smiles, "Niiice. And no Arya," hey she was listening, "We're not stuck. If necessary we can just go up to the roof." She tries charging in once more and appears again on the floor above. "Hey it was a good idea at least," she says trying to comfort Spiral for her good good efforts.

"Let's see. It feels like it has a geometry, which means there's singularities at the top and bottom. So, let's blast a hole in from this floor above it and see if we can't get through this barrier at its apex."

She rubs her arms a touch at the could and moves to the middle of the floor and holds out her sword. She sings gently to it in a strange alien song and it starts to burn hotter and hotter. She plunges it in to the hallway floor and starts the slow process of cutting through. "Happy if someone has a faster way of doing this.."

Harley Quinn has posed:
After a while of being out there with Vi Harley begins to get impatient... Look, she can't help it. And they are taking a long time coming out! So she needs to go rescue them obviously! Harley breaks the leg out of a table for a makeshift bat and off she goes! She barges in, turning her eyes here and there and ....

"I have arrived, so what did I miss?!" She asks once she comes across the rest of the gang. And then a oh.. "Yoh all awhe still alive ..." well, that ruins her dramatic entrance of saving the remaining few. Ah well!

"I still got anotha bomb!" she offers helpfully at Sera when she asks if someone can do it faster.

She begins looking inside her OTHER pocket!

Spiral has posed:
Spiral is quite happy to get on to the final encounter, though she does let the eyes watch what's going on as the heroes find themselves stymied by the infinite corridor. "Drama of course, if it was comedy we'd be slapping each other.". Her standards of storytelling are quite low, really.

"Mmm, using smarts to get around the all-powerful demonic magics..." she murmurs, and nods. "I like it. It adds tension. Especially with all the screaming outside.".

Still, there's tension, and there's delay - especially on Mojoworld attention spans are short after all. One of the many things she can do is add her magic to others, it's what Mojo uses her for after all, so she dances again, trying to make Sera's sword burn even hotter so progress is that much faster. "Try and look like you're more determined." she suggests helpfully.

Slips has posed:
Arya shrugs, crowbar in hand.  "I mean.  I forgot my shiny sword, cool happy face bombs, and makeup at home.  So you got this."  Then, seemingly out of nowhere, she slaps Spiral on one of her shoulders.  "Like that?"  she's asking for it, big grin and everything.

Slips looks back to Harley and shrugs.  "Welcome to infinity.  We're trying to bust in."  She sits down and looks up and all around with a shiver.  "Buddy.  Just wanna meet you.  It's such a big day."

Jackie Estacado has posed:
<I'm free.>

Everythign is back to normal, as the world is opening up, everything is heating up. Something happened to today, but now all the people are moving through the building, the world is back to normal.

Sera has posed:
Sera looks up and says, "Hey Harley. That big badda boom was you? Save the bomb for when we get through to this ancient a-hole." She says and then almost stumbles as her sword starts cutting more smoothly through the assorted material and meta-materials that make up the space between two floors. Carpet, wood, cement, steel. She saws with the magical sword and says, "The more magic the better I say," she says, "Well, first time I've said it."

There's a moment when she's pretty sure she's through. She takes a step back and then stomps hard on the ground to push the cut space out from underneath her. She peers at Spiral and the floating eyes for a moment. "I feel like I've missed something with your shtick. Are you filming us or something? does this technically count as breaking the 4th wall if you are?"

And then the cold snap is gone and the expression on her face turns dower, "He said he's free.. we're probably too late." She jumps down through the hole she cut to the floor below to see what is there, or may be what was there.

Harley Quinn has posed:
"The belt was a lot moouh imposin', Arya." Harley says to Slips when she sits down on the ground. But then she suddenly narrows her eyes. "But ya don't trick me. I know how ya killed the night king..! Sneaky git!" spoiler alert! "So what's yoh jam and how did ya get in heah with us instead of runnin' off like the otha poouh saps?"

The tap on Spiral's shoulder does make her laugh at the daring on Slips. Comedy! Then she tells Spiral about the screamin' "I will let ya know I didn't kill anyone." booo, low ratings.

With Sera's suggestion of saving the bomb she does so, but she does get it up to her hand. Ready to rain smiley explosive glitter on whatever demon may be in there. She jumps right after Sera once the hole is made!

"Do you want ta live foreeevaaaahh?"

Spiral has posed:
Spiral is slapped, her focus elsewhere, and given she's dancing at the time staggers slightly - and goes from movie director to ax crazy in a moment. She jiggled the eyes! At what could have been a critical time! "HANDS OFF THE CREW!" she yells, taking an angry step towards Slips.

"Ugh. She's off again." she mutters, as Sera jumps down the hole she made. "I MISSED THE JUMP! AAAAAGGGHH!". So much for her directorial debut.

"Ugh. I should just put the eyes, in the angel, next time." she grumps, turning back to the hole. Rather more wearily than the others. "Come on bounty hunter. You can redeem yourself with a good death scene." she mutters, as she jumps.

Jackie Estacado has posed:
That floor is odd, runes scrawled into the walls with blood, a large circle on the floor in the middle of it. A dark black book resting in the center, that is melted into the floor due to the cold, that was here, not able to open, as it warms it up turning into goo.

Sera has posed:
"Time for a bit of Midgardian magic," Sera says as she's quickly joined by the others. She takes out her stark phone from a pocket and begins to take pictures of the melting book, the runes scrawled in blood, the dimensions of the circle. "Well, this is unexpected. Some long forgotten horror has entered the world. It must be a Tuesday," she checks the date on her phone, "..in Australia, it must be a Tuesday in Australia."

She frowns and shrugs to Harley, "We were too slow. And at least it wasn't the vadimacum, though it wouldn't have melted." She puts her phone away and then walks around the space. "We might need to conduct a time seeing ritual here to find out what it is they did. That'll take some preparation."

Slips has posed:
"That guy is probably already at St. Martin, soaking up the rays."  Arya leans back and smiles up at Harley.  "Belt's right here," she tugs it upward along with that shoelace, both of which she wears as bandoliers.  "I mean I got my knocking out tool, my beating tool, and my strangling tool.  I feel pretty empowered."  It's like she can't make up her mind about whether she rejects or embraces all this girl power stuff...so she does both, at once.

And it's time for more Spiral back slapping because this is feeling way too much like a-"Ha ha ha."  It's like someone who laughs through a fright show.  "Hey.  I'm just trying to make the whole thing more entertaining.  I mean that thing is probably out there feasting on a shit ton of souls right now so, you know?  We need - " slap, " - the - ," slap, " - comedy.  Yeah?"  Griiiiiin.

Spiral has posed:
"This is it?" Spiral says, looking at the ritual circle. I mean from a magickal perspective it's probably quite interesting, maybe, but from a movie perspective... Two hands go to her hips. "What a waste of time.". She ignores being slapped on the back, at least for now - if there's any comedy it's the fact she barely reacts to it in fact. The eyes go back in her pocket, and then she abruptly whirls around, four arms going out to grab at Slips with lightning speed - trying to grab arms and throat at a minimum.

"Your comedy routine needs work." she says, eyes narrowed into glowing white slits. From being beered, to a movie flop, to this annoying human, it's all starting to add up.

Harley Quinn has posed:
"Fuck yea." Harley says about Slips empowerment, grinning at her. At least until she starts to tap on Spiral's back again. "Erm..." she is about to say that isn't a good idea which is when Spiral turns about. So she moves in closer to try and barge in. "Hey, Spiral! I think it's time foh us ta go get that gumbo, ain't it?" she's helpful!

And she waves her hands a bit as if to call the other woman's attention..

A brief glance is spared over to Sera, "Well, count me in when we need ta go and explode that mothafucka." she announces to the angel, a pause, then she asks.

"Think we can get Hawwy ta make it a bounty?"

Sera has posed:
Sera peers at Spiral and Slips at odds. Well, the ritual is over, the monster is out.. her glowing sword breaks apart in to a million little twinkling dots of light. She nods her head to Harley, "Absolutely. Though a bounty? not likely. May be we can convince SHIELD to help. May is kinda kick ass, have you ever met her? so cool. Anyway, this is a job for the Infinity Watch - so if any of you are game to keep working on this mess, I hereby deputise you to help save the universe or whatever."

Slips has posed:
Lightning speed?  Slips is no match for it, but she doesn't even try to.  There is no flinching at Spiral's turning.  No terror.  No mortal fear when her arms are arrested or those fingers wrap around her throat.  She smiles.

"Then I'm in trouble because I've been working on it for quite a long time."  Arya just remains cool and collected.  "Sounds like you know better.  You should coach me?" she almost has to rasp through part of it.  She glances to Harley at the attempted assist, just for a moment.  "Gumbo on me? Maybe I've just been miscast." THEN IT CAN'T BE HER FAULT.

Spiral has posed:
"Comedy isn't my specialty." Spiral admits, glancing briefly to Harley. "Maybe it is.". That gives her an idea. "I got another project though. Maybe you'd be better off in The Prisoner?" she asks Slips, as she begins to dance, while still holding onto her with at least two hands. "I wanted a prison shanking scene in the shower.". Her lips twist into a maniacal grin, and she looks over at Harley for a moment, and then back to Slips again.

"You have to attack the first girl you meet, apparently. It's like a dominance thing.".

Then there's a flash of yellow light, and Slips, and Spiral have both vanished.