Thanks to Transmigration 9's crew, Geartopia was fairing much better than a few days ago. The Mayoress having support of her townsmen in near full now thanks to what they had uncovered allowed for most people to go hide into the farms on this day, while everyone else prepared their guns, polished their boots and readied their steam-powered weapons and horses. The air today was dry, with not a cloud in sight. Another typical arid desert afternoon.

Tumbleweed passed by in the city, undaunted by such crazy theatrics that were about to play out.

What they didn't quite expect nor grasp was Snidley's entire plan. They knew of the planned attack. They just didn't know how much he didn't care even for his own men planted there.

First came and earthquake. Or rather, what felt like one. If they looked up at the mountains surrounding the towns, they might notice, slowly, more and more red dots appearing and running down and down towards the city. Shepofalant were, by trade, a very peaceful animals, so much so that most of them had been allowed to stay in gigantic herds of ten of thousands. It made hunting for their meat and clothing that much easier, considering how they could survive practically anywhere.

However, when one allows such things to happen, the consequences can be deadly, if used by the right people with twisted minds.

"Stampede!" Someone yelled out, breaking the silence as they watched.

The townsmen moved frantically, trying to get everyone out of the way. They expected men with guns, not this first wall of frantic, bleating creatures who aren't sure where they are going, just away from what scared them off. Everything stands to be run down by their hooves, buildings, crops...people. There is simply too many animals to shoot everything down without causing the entire ecosystem to crash.

"The farms! We have to go to the farms! Most of the children and the elderly have been kept there!"

[OOC - OKay here's how it's going down. During this phase, there will be giant creatures descending in mass, that should, perhaps, remind you a bit of this scene from the Lion King. Feel free to NPC some goons running around during the chaos trying to attack your characters, making NPC helpless people situations for other characters to rescue, and helping out people using the meat_mooks account! Helpless kids nearly about to be run over, people standing on top of buildings, robots turned to scrap metal for your characters to play their big rescuing heroes on, its all good!

People getting kidnapped (Cazali, Jamie, Kalyee, Punchy), please start your own threads and I will NPC some goons taking you away.]

He made sure his daughter was properly settled, smoothing the dark hair around the fine points of her ears before bothering to fuss with his kit.

He was on shift in an hour, and Molly needed her check up and next round of shots before that. He'd timed it, he should have plenty of time to get everything done and get her to her baby sitter before he went on the clock.

It had only been a few months since they'd brought her home and into their lives, three at most, he thought, though it was hard to keep track with battles and attacks and funerals to distract everyone invovled. Two months and this precious baby girl was already the focus of so many of his plans. Even the little ones, the day to day ones that didn't impact much in the grand scheme of things. Even on a space ship in the middle of space fighting against an evil alien threat, they could have a life. Not a normal one, he thought Amy might get bored with a properly normal life, but a good one. A good life with friends and children and the woman he was going to marry just as soon as they could find the moment to make it official.

"We'll go meet up with Sakura, and take care of your check up, and then we'll go see mummy before daddy has to go to work." The words were soft, a cadence he rarely used for anyone but her or Conner. His children, his family.

He kept his daughter pressed against his shoulder, smiling down at the sleeping baby as he headed for the lift.

No, it wasn't such a bad life at all.