Click-click-whirr.

[Panther385]

Click-click-whirr.

Smoke.

Red.

Dust.

That's what Dojodians remembered that day...

...When the central square exploded.

It was sometime in the afternoon when the event ripped the town. Most had gone inside for noontime tea and biscuits. Others continued to labor under the high sun- selling wares, running errands, hugging mutant chickens... Explosives were not something one would expect on such an average day.

But it happened anyway.

Click-click-whirr.

The first indication was the series of ticking sounds that seemed to arise from the cobblestones themselves, the rhythmic ticks that melded themselves with heartbeats that were soon obliterated.

Some stopped and listened, cocking their heads to one side like confused dogs and asking themselves whether they were hallucinating again or if this was a side-effect of the hangover from last night's party.

Others continued on with their lives, paying no heed to their impending doom.

Tick, tick, tick, tick-

BOOM.

Stones and asbestos flew through the air among ripped organs and limbs. The surrounding buildings were coated in red and grey.

Click-click-whirr.

The explosion affected the square itself, oddly. No buildings fell, no part of the Dojo sank like the Titanic. Simple bomb, simple kill. Shower them in crimson, but don't deprive the rest. Don't destroy the town.

Send a message.

Click-click-whirr.

I am here.

Click-click-whirr.

[Leporidae]

((Too . . . obscure . . . to . . . figure out . . . how to . . . start O.O *Spazzes*

Edit: 888 posts! Yay ))

[Kazumaru]

((Posting in epic RP. But, like Lep... Yeah, no clue how to start. ))

[Cloud]

((pfft, you have no imaginations. Either that, or you're just not obscure enough ))

It started raining, red rain. Red rain?!? What the hell? Cloud looked up and found the rain impact his face, an object missed him by inches. He stared at it for a long time until he realised what it was; a small kidney sitting in the road, all alone. It was soon joined by more pieces of some unknown person. The rain stopped just as suddenly, by this time he was completely covered in the red substance.

"Darn, I just had a shower this morning.", Cloud said to no one in particular.

Screams echoed throughout the streets, people in a state of panic, a lonesome kid stood in an alleyway retching. It seemed he could not take the horrors of whatever was happening. Moving his gaze away from the child, Cloud walked on towards whatever had caused the explosion, he decided to investigate and donned his inspector cap on immediately. It was a strange hat that comprised of a neon sign that read 'Do not disturb, investigating...'.

[TheBlackSoul]

What the farg!?

Lunagon had been wandering through the town, seeking a good shop in which to find a bow, only to witness some massive explosion that showered him with blood and organs.

He ran his claws through his hair, combing out the pieces of entrail that had gotten themselves stuck in there.

This is gross. Really gross. Who the hell would have the damn nerve to do something like this? thought the half-vampire, by now splattered with red.

Looking towards the explosion area, he approached cautiously, drawing his black-bladed short sword, the Night Slasher, warilly scanning the area with his silvery orange eyes.

[Leporidae]

[Kazumaru]

Kazumaru, the unlucky spirit that he was, had been shopping for some ultraballs in coolpikaaa's shop. ((Conveniently located in Psychotopia, just off the main drag!))

Click-click-whirr.

He looked up at the rodent. "Do you hear that?"

BOOM!

[Coolpikaaa]

"Do you hear that?"

Then only a ringing.

Coolpikaaa staggered forward,.Dust was everywhere,Dust and...

The ringing in his ears wouldn't stop.

Where was Kaz?

-coolpikaaa

[Kazumaru]

Kazumaru lay in front of the counter, knocked down by the concussive force of the explosion. His vision was blurred, his ears ringing, and his head was throbbing, but his first thought came clearly, both to himself and anyone who could pick up his thought-speech.

~Where's CP!?~

[LordPsycho]

Dust swirls as DP walks out of mid-air, then stops to survey the damage.

"Great, all we need..."

DP then proceeds to walk of in seven different directions at the same time, like some kind of cheap mirror trick, except in real live.

Each of those seven clones then proceeds to do the same, replicating DP's so they can have a force large enough to do triage. DP Alpha (the DP you normally talk to) then steps up on a particularly large pile of rubble.

"OK DP's, listen up. Typical Emergency response drill here. I need one group to set up a command post, one group to start search and rescue, and one group to do triage on those the second group brings back. Usual assignments, let's get going!"

DP Alpha then walks of, and is soon joined by DP Beta, Charlie, and Pocky at the command post a few DP's are erecting.

"Give me info people, what do we know. I want the Meeting Hall's computer record searched, and any survivors in decent enough shape interviewed, and I want this done Yesterday."

DP then sits down on a chair that only seconds before hand a couple of DP's had brought in.

"And will someone get me the stiffest drink we have!"

[rosebarks]

(May I join?*Is habit to ask from Neopets*)

[alakin1]

The rain of blood fell on Zaebo. As soon as he felt it, Zaebo held his arms out, ready to perform a Haemoptyicus ritual, before realizing this wasn't his blood. Grinning at his sudden stupidity, he chewed his metal cigar, before looking towards the provenance of the rain. An explosion! A bloody explosion! He snarled at the unknown cause of the explosion,
~Great. On the one day I bother to leave the Cave to go for a walk, a freaking bomb explodes in town.~ Something obscured the sun, he looked up, and was promptly smacked in the face by a particularly large piece of flesh. Shaking his head, he headed towards the centre of the explosion, pushing past people running away, and stepping over any half intact corpses.

[Panther385]

((Sure. :3 ))

Click-click-whirr.

A rusty-haired man sat on the edge of his seat, staring at a large monitor. The image flickered every few minutes, as if to threaten to lose its image. The male was surrounded by similar screens, each varying in size, shape...

And the area they were filming.

This particular one was somewhere in the square, somewhere above... A building, maybe? This information was classified to everyone except for the man.

Indeed, he kept quite a few secrets. The basement-dweller was shorter than most adults his age, and certainly paler than most. Thick-rimmed glasses sat on his nose, along with an astounding array of thin scars. His bright blue eyes constantly switched between one screen and the next.

"And will someone get me the stiffest drink we have!"

Click-click-whirr.

"Interesting... The deity cares enough about the dump to take the situation into his own hands."

His voice carried a thick European accent- possibly British.

"Don't worry, pigeons, we'll continue our mission- Whether this fairy interferes or not."

Definitely British.

"Caps, I need you to go out into the field again. I'll turn on the Transfer incase things get messy down here."

A blond man, several years younger than his master, crawled out from under the chair and stretched. He'd obviously been sleeping.

"Aye, sir."

Click-click-whirr.

[Cirrial]

ELSEWHERE, ANOTHER UNIVERSE, MINUTES EARLIER:

501 stared at the open vector clamp, its three spokes jammed to make a perfectly equilateral triangle.

The scintillating blue hole in reality it contained pulsed rapidly.

"Huh. It shouldn't do that. Should it be doing tha-"

CENTRAL SQUARE OF THE DOJO:

"-at hurf gaaah..."

501 hit the ground hard. He didn't even fall. All he could recall were a few flashes of blue and a feeling that he was being pulled in about seven
directions.

He weakly moved his head up, making some clicking and whirring noises. Something was dislodged, but nothing a quick pop into place wouldn't fix.

He was in a city of some sorts. A strange city. Most cities he'd been to never had the residue of a morning rain of feathers. Not even on Kairn in the windy season.

Click-click-whirr.

He paused. It wasn't him making the clicky noises. He craned his head to the skies.

BOOM.

And then a rain of claret gore from the heavens. 501 staggered onto his feet, drops of blood splashing onto him. Where the blood met his core forcefield, it evaporated into puffs of blue smoke.

What a weird city.

He looked around, bewildered.

[rosebarks]

((Thank-you))

A blonde haired female felt the rain as she looked up blinking. "Heh?! Blood?" She blinked her blonde hair not staying very blonde for long because of all the blood. Her name being Lilic and she was just a wander, or so it seemed. "How odd to have blood rain down on the area." She spoke, her voice soft and caring as her blonde tail was wrapped around her waist making it look like a belt, her ears lowered to make herself look much more like a human. She preferred looking decently normal in a crowd than trying ot stick out. She went over towards where the blood had been her long hair moving about, just barely beyond her knees at her height of 5'4". "I wonder who is all here....Or what is going on, there must've been a reason....Maybe some of the people here can tell me why a bomb would go off in a place like this."