Stampede!

[cityship]

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.]

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[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

"Grab on!"

Normally, the image of a twelve year old boy in cowboy-esque garb riding on a mechanical horse would be strange, but Jr. was always good at making things look flashy and good. He had been charging in toward the herd itself to try and do a bit of damage control, but in comparison, making sure the people were well out of the way was more important. So he veered off of his intended path for the time being and rushed toward the saloon.

Mechanical hooves kicking up sand with the light sounds of movement and clicks from inside the horse, Jr. reached out a hand toward one of the ladies closest to the oncoming herd.

[cityship]

Ooh Mr. Jr. ooh

A frightened, comely young vulpine woman with pipe curls and wearing a lovely green velvet dress took Jr.'s hand with her own, black-gloved one. "I'm... not a very good rider," she said by way of warning.

[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

"All you gotta worry about is holding on-- and hold on tight!" he called back as he helped her up (thankful for once that he was stronger than an average human his size). Kickeing his heels to the mechanical horse, he caused it to speed up and careen around to get to a safer area. "I'll take care of the rest!"

But he still had to hurry, since there were a lot of people in town and this fine lady probably wasn't the only one who needed help. He spotted a structure with a wooden porch, raised up a couple of feet by access of a small set of stairs where some others had taken refuge until everything was under control. There was his designated drop-off point for anybody else he'd be picking up, too.

I am dumb and forgot to track this 8|

[cityship]

The young women held tight as Jr. rode her to safety, squeezing his waist tightly as instructed. She was clearly afraid for her life, but suppressed any cries of fright. As Jr. dropped her off by the stairs, however, and she slipped off the mechanical horse's back, she managed to kiss him several times on the cheeks and the tip of his nose in gratitude.

"Thank you, stranger!" she said, with tears in her eyes and also probably there was lipstick all over Jr.'s face.

♥

[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

For a quick, fleeting moment Jr. was shockingly dumbstruck by the motion. But certainly not unhappy! He managed to snap out of it and flash her a sheepish grin in response. "No problem!"

And then he sped away. "Heh, I could get used to this whole cowboy rescue thing!" he said to himself as he rode off to the next person in distress (hopefully a damsel, if the rewards were that sweet).