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The universities have collected in Leviathan. Those who were around Leviathan at the time as well as students are settled within the auditorium. The recent television broadcast has left plenty on the edge of their seat, but it seems school administrators cannot be found. Even some professors were bunched in with the students though they do not know what is going on. The doors are sealed magically, preventing people from escaping.

Food, water, and games have been handed out before those in authority vanished. If one listens closely to the door they'll hear worried and slightly panicked voices from behind it. Whoever is behind it seems worried and distressed.

When the crowd grows particularly quiet, though, they'll hear the faint sound of something rushing past the windows. Are those wild animals? Probably. The mass moving of hundreds of students to Leviathan must have startled the local wildlife.

What to Do:
Currently, there isn't much to do except getting to know one another and theorizing what is happening. Attempting to leave will only result in being escorted back by police, and the doors are magically sealed for now. There isn't a way out, so you might as well get comfy where you are.

The next round will begin November 4th, 2016.

There may be minor updates before then to this thread, so keep an eye out while RPing.

Note: Your character can be found here if they were near a university at the time of the mass evacuation.

Kanako sat at the trunk of a tree near the front of the Grendel University library. Her tails curls around her as she absent-mindedly watched the other Nightmares going from class to class. The Kumiho had been exceedingly excited about integrating back into the world with the other races, and likely spent far too much time people watching than she did actually paying attention to the lectures in her classes.

Suddenly, a loud, shrill alarm began to go off and Kanako's ears perked to attention, the hairs on her tail beginning to rise. Hearing the calls to head to the nearest portal immediately, Kanako cautiously made her way to the one that had appeared directly in front of the library. She watched a few other students rush into the portal, before deciding that she should follow them.

Stepping through the portal, Kanako blinked slowly, trying to take in the scene unfolding around her. There was a television up on a nearby wall, and a figure was on it waving it's arms around and talking in a rather serious tone. She tried to listen to what the figure was saying, but found the words coming from them just didn't make sense... someone had stolen stones and experimented on them? Why were they taking it out on everyone?

Kanako frowned and wrapped her tails around herself, looking around the room for signs of someone in charge, someone who might be able to make sense of everything. Or perhaps it would be better to just listen to the various frightened Nightmares and Daydreams talking around her, and see what information she could pick up that way.

Chervil found himself strangely calm during all of this madness, a strange contrast to his normal, worrywart demeanor when everything was normal and as it should be. There were those who might find this odd of the dryad, but those few that knew him well knew that in times like these, he followed his own advice that he so diligently drilled into his students' heads; in a crisis, panic was your absolute worst enemy.

He had been in his class teaching when the message had been broadcast all over the area to vacate the school via the nearest portal. Rising from his desk, he walked over to the door and ushered his meager class out into the quickly crowding corridors. The portal had led to Leviathan, and as he led his students through, he made sure they were well settled with food and what entertainment could be sufficiently distracting before looking around him for answers, finding only panic and wild theories.

He was looking around in vain for anyone who looked even remotely in charge when the electronics that had been broadcasting the evacuation message so long he had all but tuned it out began to scream as though in collective agony. He gasped and held his hands up to his ears before looking at one of the many screens, which had filled with static. Were they finally going to say what was going on and the reason behind all of this madness?

Whatever he was expecting to hear or see, what he got was as far from it as he could imagine. He stood with his mouth open at the broadcast, willing his mind to process what was clearly English but still made no sense. Stealing stones? Experiments? Children that fed on the living? This sounded more like some kind of vehement prank in the wake of the Haunted Hallows celebration. But the panic in the eyes of that poor little imp was all too real.

When the transmission ended, the room was filled with all manner of sounds: screams, little ones crying and wailing, angry shouts and half-hysterical plans of doing something, anything, except staying there and waiting for this she to come and have her way with them all. Refusing to let himself be swept away with the panic, Chervil sought out a slightly quieter part of the auditorium, where the sounds around him were more quiet and speculative whispers. At first he thought it sounded like there were more people there than he had thought, but then he grew to realize that there was a strange sound coming from outside; a sort of murmur, or rushing water perhaps? Odd.

Looking around him once more, he noticed two students who seemed relatively collected in spite of all this, and he walked toward them, hoping they wouldn't see him as threatening with all of the fear and trouble running like currents throughout the room. "Hello there; are you two doing alright?"

She nodded to the Kumiho. Good, she hadn't missed seeing someone who was in charge. "It's very strange. There has to be someone around here in charge. " She hadn't caught the other girl's name, but that did particularly bother her. Finding any cool headed ally in a time of panic like this was a boon.

A Dryad approached them, and inquired about their well being. He seemed a bit older than them, and also seemed calm. Another boon. In unpredictable situations like this anyone who could remain calm was useful. "I'm Adalyn. And I believe we're both okay. What about you?" The Kumiho girl's questions were a touch sharper than hers, but really, what was to be expected in such a situation.

"I think we need to find whoever's in charge here. They probably know more than we do. " There was another natural lull in conversation, and that rushing noise filled her ears again. It made them twitch. " Do either of you know what that noise is?"

foxdoll

Alamoraine

As if suddenly realizing her rudeness in not giving her own name, the Kumiho blurted out hastily,"I'm Kanako." she paused, looking between the one called Adalyn and the other called Chervil, who was apparently a teacher, despite not being in charge or being informed on what was happening.

Kanako wondered how bad it must be if a teacher wasn't up to date one what was happening, she shivered slightly, hoping that the situation wasn't too dire.

"That noise isn't one of Kumiho magics, if it is indeed some kind of barrier... or at least no magic I've ever seen or heard.", the blue haired girl fidgeted, she hadn't considered that going through the portal that brought her here might lead to being trapped in this place. "Are we safe here?", Kanako asked her two companions, hoping that the answer to her question would be some form of 'yes'.

Abrus Fabales
Senior
Abrus frowned and tapped his hooves as he was forced from his class for some evacuation or something. It was infuriating! He had been trying to prefect his dancing, while practicing his music. He was so excited to incorporate what he was learning into his act. The television turned on and the kirin's attention was on the screen. His frown deepened with each word the person on the television uttered, and his tail swished anger.

"How dare they!" Abrus snorted, his hooves adding to the noise of his outrage. "They are letting this trash disturb our education?!" Then the person on the television went on, speaking about terrible things like dark magic and cannibalism. Abrus went pail, his tail froze, and his stomping stopped.

Nodding enthusiastically at the Dryad girl, Kanako bounded towards the indicated doors. Tugging on the handle, the Kumiho was surprised to find that it did not budge, and appeared to be quite locked. A feeling of dread washed over Kanako, whose eyes were now locked on the door with a sort of thousand yard stare.

After what felt like an eternity, Kanako turned slowly back towards the other two, a grimace creeping onto her face. "I... it's locked." she wasn't sure what else to say, though she was sure what she was saying was relatively obvious. She turned back to the door, her eyebrows furrowing once again, the Kumiho gingerly set her hands against it, as if it might burn her. Kanako leaned into the door with one of her ears cocked towards it straining for any sound that might be on the other side.

Her brows knitting ever closer together, Kanako's grimace deepened. The sounds were muffled, but she could hear enough to tell whoever the voice belonged to was panicked, or at least upset. In her mind, she began to think about what the person on the television had said, the memories of it causing the dread she had felt only moments ago to seep well into her skin, causing the girl to begin to panic internally. The Kumiho pulled away from the door, her eyes blank once more as she chewed at the nails on her hand.

Kiera had been studying hard, lost in a medical text at the library when the alarms sounded. She assumed it was a just a drill, but picked up her stuff and headed for the auditorium anyway. Drills were important they provided useful safety skills and helped prevent panics in actual emergencies. Besides- she reasoned, she would be going through a great many drills in the future of her medical/healer career.


As she reached the auditorium she found a quiet spot in the corner, near to the exit so she could be among the first out once the drill was over. Seeing as her family had graciously put in all the effort to let her come below she was quite serious about her studied. But soon she began to sense a change in the crowd- even though people had basics covered there was a tension rising- and then the Broadcast happened.


Unable to help herself Kiera found she was joining the clusters of bodies near the center of the pack. She watched the broadcast in growing horror, having to look away as the poor little imp was tossed about, and just froze in place at the speaker’s final words. She was in a state of shock she dimly realized as she took stock of herself. Unconsciously she huddled and pulled her bag closer to her.


She was not sure how much time had passed but a commotion broke out nearer to her as she watched an imp collided with another kirin and they both fell to the ground. She watched as they disengaged from one another- and as the Imp began to faint it stirred her into an automatic reaction that over-road even the shock.


Quickly she wound her way through the people. some of whom hadn't noticed the imp falling again. Her voice rang out loud and commanding. "Make way please!" as she pushed to the imps side and dropped to her knees. Quickly she assessed the imp- rolling them gently to their back, straightening their limbs. She grabbed a nearby backpack to elevate the imps legs in order to restore blood flow to the brain. She looked at the imps clothing, quick sure hands loosening their collar below the neck ruff and checked for breathing...


She was utterly absorbed in her “patient” not noticing when the Television sprang to life again.