i hope you're ready for a firefight ...

[uprisenheart]

WHO: Open to all Dualizens
WHAT: Another Heart meeting, a warehouse raiding, a Travis-bot-napping.
WHERE: A different run-down warehouse on the outskirts of town.
WHEN: Jan. 15
WARNINGS: Please use these in comment subject lines if applicable!

It's been a solid four months since the last time the Heart made contact with our intrepid band of kidnapped adventurers - plenty of time to think over what was said at the last meeting, to see for yourselves what sinister plans the Head has in store for everyone, to gather your own information. The well-meaning but shit-at-acting group of revolutionaries promised they'd be in touch, and today, they've made good on that promise.

Around mid-morning, there's another mysterious text message sent from an impossible number, and just like the last time, there are a number of hoops to jump through to get to the message and security precautions to make sure the message is erased without a trace. The message this time invites you to a different run-down warehouse in the far north end of town, tonight, when the streetlights spark to life.

Shortly before sunset, it begins to rain. It's a steady shower, not a violent storm like the night the mechanical doubles attacked, but the rain is piercing and cold, not quite freezing but not far from it. Hope you remembered your umbrella!

This empty, dusty warehouse is also dimly lit inside by a few flickering overhead lights, and once the last stragglers have entered for the meeting, the lights shut off as a burst of loud electrical humming echoes through the warehouse. All electronic devices inside the perimeter of the warehouse - yes, that includes your phones! - have been temporarily disabled, and will remain so until the overhead lights come on again.

Buckle in, everyone - it's time for the shitshow to begin!

Comments

prelude.

[uprisenheart]

[got any chatter before the main event starts? throw it in here!]

act one; the meeting.

[uprisenheart]

Much like the last gathering, a number of black-clad and masked figures filter into the edges of the crowd gathered. At least this time, they’re using flashlights held underneath their faces for illumination instead of lit candles. The red-headed woman who appears to be the spokesperson for the Heart and one of its top leaders is the first to speak.

“Welcome, comrades,” she says, in that same pleasant tone, lightly French accented, with just a hint of smugness. “We’re so pleased to see so many of you have returned to speak with us. We have much to discuss.”

intermission; the warnings.

[uprisenheart]

[danger, will robinson! things are about to go sideways in a big way … ]

act two; the raid.

[headandhand]

The overhead lights flicker back to life, and in the next moment, a large roll-back metal door to the side of the entrance is flung upwards, and a few dozen Iterations storm into the warehouse. At the front of the squad is a figure that looks like a human - a man with dark hair and glasses, plain clothes, and a wicked smile. As the Iterations move toward their targets, he steps to the side and lazily shoves his hands in the pockets of his jeans.

“And here they are, right where I said they’d be,” he says, entirely too satisfied with what must be his handiwork in the scene of Iterations causing mass mayhem now unfolding in the warehouse. “I told you they were predictable.”

finale; the aftermath.

[headandhand]

[the iteration squad has captured or killed everyone they’ve been programmed to bother with tonight. time to pick up the pieces of what’s left and scurry on home!]