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Drops of Jupiter
Date of Scene: 28 July 2020
Location: Centennial Park, Southside, New Troy
Synopsis: A broad range of superheroes try to stop strange fungal ooze from taking over Metropolis!
Cast of Characters: Superman, Lois Lane, Thor, Slipstream, Power Girl, Nightingale, Hulk, Spider-Woman (Drew), Supergirl




Superman has posed:
    Something very strange is going on in the Metropolis park. Groups of people from all over the city have arrived, with an array of equipment.

No, not guns or explosives.

Shovels. They have shovels.

It looks like a grand gardening club, that decided to set up suddenly all over the Metropolis Centennial park, one of the most beautiful parts of Metropolis. The park workers are flummoxed by all of it, and that people are digging up holes here and there. They've been up to it for hours, but it took a little while for the word to get out. Weird gardener cultists isn't top billing on any chart.

--

The word got out when creepy monsters suddenly started to disgorge from the soil. Masses of pure white, oozing with strange fungal spores, they've caused said word.

In that there is screaming: lots of screaming. The gardeners seem content with the whole procedure, but other park patrons aren't as happy about being chased and bitten. Clark Kent is one of these. He's hidden under a picnic table in a gazebo, filming with his phone like a proper reporter, while trying to also text for backup. 'Gardening story is now an attack' he texts to the Planet. They should know! Go figure, he always gets all the luck, even with garden stories....

Lois Lane has posed:
Lois Lane is also hiding under said picnic table, and it's a good thing it's a big picnic table too. Let's just hope all those little creepy crawlies dont like, y'know, spot them, because they're basically sitting ducks here. "Dammit Clark! I should have brought my filming camera! These tiny phones are useless!" she sighs as she still manages to get some good shots from her own phone camera.

But she's really getting sick of hiding and feeling helpless as she calls 911 herself. And then peers around, finding an abandonned shovel. Peering back and forth between the creepy crawlies and the shovel, she tries to weigh her options. Because seriously, she's never been the type to just sit around helplessly.

"Clark? We should grab some weapons and fight! I can't *stand* being helpless!"

Thor has posed:
From the High Throne of Asgard, sits the King. Truly, Thor has lingered as King far longer than he ever wanted to, but the responsibilites of the Throne are nonetheless his until he can deal with it in one of the two proper ways.

His reverie was interrupted when Heimdall saw a disturbance below in the world of Midgard. To the surprise of no one, Thor immediately heads to the Bifrost...

The next thing that occurs is a stream of white light from the sky over the park...as the white light gets closer, it fractures into its component colors, all the colors of the rainbow. Hence, the Rainbow Bridge. Before any humanoid forms are seen, a mighty hammer comes shooting out of the bridge, and flies, crackling with electricity, at whichever ooze monster is closest to eating a civilian.

Out steps the Thunder God, "These creatures shall not prevail." Whether his hammer hits or misses, it returns to his hand, still electrified.

Slipstream has posed:
There is never a dull day in Metropolis. The two best friend superheroes that makes up Drake Winters and Supergirl were currently enjoying an afternoon of catching up at a cafe down the street. It's been a few weeks since they got together with him in deep space with the Legion, and she here in Metropolis doing great work for the citizens. Though they are dressed in their civilian clothes, the sounds of screaming catches their attention.

"Uh.. something is going down." He says as he pushes himself up to his feet, peering out the window as people rush by in a panic. He gives her a quick glance, then gives a tug of his leather bomber jacket.

"So.. uh.. you do your thing, Kara and I'll meet you there?"

As if he could ever beat her in a foot race, even as a speedster. He opens the door to the cafe and reaches to his back to tap Snowball on her harness. "Let's see what's going on, SB. Up and away."

There is a chiming doot-doot from the small robot as she launches off her holster and soars ahead. With a blink of blue light, the Legionnaire's speedster rockets off in a number of quick jaunts towards the park.

Power Girl has posed:
Power Girl had been taking a Zoom meeting in her office, her immaculate white suit complimenting the red heels she has propped up on the corner of her desk. She has on a very unnecessary pair of glasses (thanks for the tip, Superman) and is chewing on the cap of a pen as she tries not to be bored by a lab report. A silent television against the wall, however, shows the emerging footage of what's happening.

"Guys, I'm going to cut it short here, drop the data in my e-mail. I'll have Simon get in touch when we're ready to move forward," she says.

With the laptop closed, she pulls off her jacket and moves to switch into her Power Girl costume. "Finally, some action," she says, dropping out of the window and casually taking flight towards the burgeoning disaster.

Nightingale has posed:
     When was Shannon ever going to learn that a simple afternoon outing was rarely simple? Apparently, hope sprung eternal for the young winged mutant as she soars through the sky over Centennial Park. There was the hope of an afternoon walking through the park, enjoying the sights, sounds, and perhaps even indulging in a little horseback riding, or even a round or two on the famed Swan Carousel. She did love a tiny bit of living history like that. Antiques were something she had been raised to appreciate, and relished seeing any chance she could get.

     Simple was never just that.

     Dressed in dark blue jeans, well-loved white sneakers, and a simple white t-shirt, she's all set to enjoy the day. Her hair is pulled back in a ponytail to keep it out of her face while flying, and as always she has her little brown leather bag with her. There isn't even a chance to land as she arrives, one glance enough to tell her something was /very/ wrong with the soil. A soft oath escapes her, and just on the odd chance she has to or can call for help, a small Bluetooth earpiece is pulled from her little leather bag and slipped into place, synced to her phone. Perhaps not the greatest ad hoc communications, but better than nothing at all.

     A terrified, high-pitched scream from a child separated from their family in the fray--a young girl of perhaps six or seven years old, golden-haired and with wide green eyes--catches her attention. One of the spore creatures was uncomfortably close to the poor thing.

     "Damn it!"

     Snapping her wings inwards, she dives down from the sky to scoop the child up in her arms, unfurling those feathered limbs just in time to miss hitting the ground. "Easy there, I've got you! I'm not gonna let you fall! Let's go find your family."

Hulk has posed:
Of course something is going on in Metropolis park. Because it's always when HE'S parked in the parking lot that something is going on.

Inside the mobile lab in his mobile home, one Bruce Banner is staring out of a window, watching the goings from inside. At least he was only wearing the white lab coat and lab overalls over the suit.

Moving to the entry to the lab, Bruce opens the door as he sheds the last of his lab gear, the Hulk green unstable molecule uniform easily visible as he looks around from where he is, trying to get his bearings.

He's pretty plainly seen, if anyone looks into the parking lot at this point.

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
Jessica Drew was just stopping for coffee and pretending not to notice as a couple of fans took photos of her on the down low. But this stuff always happens when she is getting coffee. Or food. Maybe she's just always getting coffee. Or food.

Hearing screams in the distance, she plops down a ten dollar bill and turns toward the door. "Keep the change, and give my order to somebody who wants it." And she dashes out the door, ripping away a wrap-around dress to reveal her gold and crimson suit beneath. Within moments, she is taking to the skies, thwipping between buildings until she can glide to a landing on the edge of the gardening chaos. "What in the name of Mushroom and Swiss is goin' on, here?"

Supergirl has posed:
"Aw man, I didn't even finish my mocha," Kara mutters, looking longingly at her three-quarters full cup. She picks it up and takes a quick gulp before setting it back on the table and rushing out the door.

It is a quick matter to find a rooftop and strip off her outer clothing, revealing her costume underneath. She left the mess on the rooftop and took off, flying toward the source of the disturbance.

Thanks to that sip of coffee and quick change, she might arrive at the same time as her bestie. As the blue streak joins her, she frowns at the gooey things coming out of the ground. "First, Ew. Second, Gross. And third, Ew this is way gross."

But she learned one thing in her time without her cousin. Try diplomacy first. "Attention gooey slimy disgusting maggot things!" She is so good at this! "Please leave the people alone before you are in for heap of whoop a..." She pauses. "Before you get your butts beat! Wait, do they have butts?"

Superman has posed:
"W...Weapons?!" the mild mannered, often cowardly reporter asks of Lois. "OR... we could get to safety? Can we get to safety, instead? I'm not sure a shovel counts, um, as a weapon; they might like shovels," Clark asks uncertainly. He watches around them, and seeing an opportunity, suddenly tries to make a run for it. Clark is good at judging the direction AWAY from danger, usually.

He's not always good at it. There's a few gardener people there, and they stare at him. Clark pauses, stopping. There's a little staredown, and then one of the gardeners approaches him and offers a shovel. Numbly, the reporter accepts it, as if intimidated, or dazed.

--

Thor's hammer makes the ooze-monster a little splat on the ground. It looks a lot like if a giant seagull flew over and SPACK. It's not pretty. It also starts to eat away at the ground there, discoloring the grass into a sick, weird reddish awful tone.

"SARAH? SARRAAAHHH?" Yells a woman, scared, unsure where her blonde daughter disappeared to. She swings her purse at one of the ooze monsters, though. "Sarah!" she yells, in a panic, unaware Shannon has helped Sarah already.

Others will arrive to encounter the gardeners here and there still digging holes: under the cover of about a dozen white ooze monsters that are rampantly doing wonders to make 'cover' for whatever is going on with the shovels. Priority seems to be the oozes: three of them rush into a busy sidewalk and make everyone scatter as they attack. An elderly man is flung to the ground, as an ooze moves to try to .... eat? Envelop? It's not going to be good. They seem to be ignoring Supergirl's threats.

Lois Lane has posed:
Lois Lane just gives Clark a look and sighs heavily. "What, and leave all these innocent people behind?" she frowns, climbing to her feet, narrowing her eyes on the shovel. It's a bit of a ways a way and she's gonna have to watch her back, but..Then Clark runs off like the coward he is. "Oh, are you kidding me!?" but then one of those creepy gardeners approach him an her eyes widen. "Clark, look out!" she yells at him, and makes a dash for a shovel.

Oh...Uh. Okaaay, looks like he didnt get attacked by the garderner. Lois frowns as she grabs the shovel and spins around to stare at the gardener. "Hey, hey you! What's going on here? You've got to stop digging up the dirt! Right now! People are getting hurt! Hello?" she waves a hand in front of the gardener's face. "Can you hear me?"

Thor has posed:
It would seem the ooze monsters are no match for the might of Mjolnir! This pleases the Thunder God, who continues aiming at Ooze monsters. Upon noticing the elderly man fall, the Thunder God hurls his hammer once more, intending to splat that Ooze monster just as he had the last one. He takes a moment to yell at the shovelers. "Cease your shoveling! You have opened a portal to another dimension! Can you not see the monsters being created?"

Mjolnir returns to his hand...should he do something about the shovelers, or continue splatting oozes? The oozes are the more immediate threat to Midgardian life, he decides, so he'll continue on that course of action. They do seem to be trying to envelop Midgardians, so it also makes sense to continue fighting at range with Mjolnir.

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
"God, I HATE fungi," Spider-Woman laments, as she begins to approach the scene. She's trying not to remember the horrors of the mutant squidling mushrooms she fought before, as she begins to indiscriminately thwip out nets of webbing to try and contain some of the bigger creatures.

Power Girl has posed:
Power Girl isn't particularly fond of fungi either, outside of a smothered cheeseburger with teriyaki sauce. She might not necessarily need food for nutritional purposes, thanks to the good old yellow sun, but she really did like a good thickburger.

"All of this looks awful," she says as she flies overhead, keeping her distance. While others might dive in to throw hands with the monsters, Power Girl, for the moment, stays high above and unleashes her heat vision, seeing if she could roast some of those mushroom monsters.

Man, she really is kinda hungry.

Slipstream has posed:
As he blinks through the park, Drake is in and out of the naked eye as he snatches a kid off the ground, leaps over a booger beast, then grabs a woman by the hand to move her to the side. It appears he is on 'clearing' duty. Calling down to his bracelet, he says,

"Supergirl, I don't think they're intelligent! Just be careful and don't touch them. Last time I went up against mush monsters like this, freezing them worked really well. Snowball will support you while I get the people out of the way. Seems like we got heavy hitters on scene too."

"Hey, shovel people! Get outta here!"

Nightingale has posed:
     "MOMMY! I'M UP HERE!" cries out little Sarah, safely ensconced in Shannon's arms. Hoping to alleviate some of the woman's panic, Shannon herself calls down to the woman as she circles overhead--hopefully out of reach of the spore creatures. "Ma'am? Your child is safe! This way, there are less of the creatures over here! You'll be able to take your daughter and get to safety!"

     The scintillating, almost blinding flash of white light, shot through with every hue of the rainbow imaginable, is something the winged healer has only seen once before--and been taken through.

     The Bifrost.

     Good. That meant the King of Asgard was very likely on the scene. The odds were starting to look a little better.

     Then, too, as she circled around, she caught a glimpse of Dr. Banner at the edge of the park. Good. Things were about to get messy--hopefully for the spore creatures.

     First things first, though. She had to reunite mother and child, and see them to safety before rejoining the fray. Hopefully, the woman heard her, and was following her lead to a spot that would allow them to escape.

Hulk has posed:
Is that... The spores have been in the ground all this time? He had kept some of the anti-fungal chemicals in storage, but he had nowhere near enough for this many.

Then, it suddenly didn't matter. The panic and sudden frustration was doing it's work already. Shannon can easily notice his eyes going green already, and Bruce begins to stumble forward, unsteadily walking as it happens.

Bruce is visibly transforming into the Hulk, the uniform stretching as he grows.

Supergirl has posed:
"I don't think they hear you," Supergirl calls out to Drake as he passes nearby in his clearing of bystanders. "What are they so focused on?"

She takes a quick glance at the field then moves for the gathering of Shovel People. They would be forever known as that in her head.

"Hey! Bad! Stop digging! You are..wait, you mean to do this? Are you insane?" She tries to get to where the largest mass of people with shovels seem to be congregating to work. She keeps herself in the air, but does fire off a couple of heat vision blasts toward goo-maggots as she works her way closer, trying to recon what is going on.

Superman has posed:
Power girl pours heat energy into one of the oozes, intending to melt it. That doesn't ...really work.

Soaking up all of the heat energy, it grows suddenly, exponentially, until it is roughly the size of a big truck. It pulses mightily, tendril-like limbs reaching out, into the ground, to latch into place. It seems to be anchoring itself, eating away at the ground, the sidewalk torn up underneath it in large sections that get shattered and ripped into pieces.

--

The shot that Thor made at the Ooze by the old man made the ooze LIMBO downwards, dodge under the incoming shot. It did save the elderly man: for the moment, who scrambled backwards and was helped by another do-gooder near him to try to evade the thing while it is duck-and-covering.

--

"We're going to dig, though," Clark says, hollowly, to Lois, walking about four steps to his left, and... beginning to robotically, slowly dig a hole right there.

"Dig with us," agrees a gardener, staring at Lois. There's a strange mental pressure, a deep suggestion to use the shovel in Lois's hands. Digging is a good idea. It is a wonderful idea. Wouldn't you like to dig, and plant some things here?...

--

Three more ooze monsters are struck by Supergirl's rapid heat blasts, and grow to the size of mini-coopers from the quick bursts. They start to tremble, and pulse, happily.

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
At once, Jessica's attention is drawn toward her friend Clark, whom she hasn't seen in...foreeever. But before she can even call out to him, her blood begins to run cold.

"Dig with us..." That vacant response by a gardener makes Spider-Woman freeze in place as a shudder of terror runs through her. Jess turns toward an oozing thing moving toward her and instinctively begins to draw upon the charge beneath her feet to summon a venom blast, but instead, she shakes her head and lowers her hands, opting instead to try and Web it to the ground. Mind control. Fungus....

She stumbles backwards as heat supersizes one of the things. "No...not this. Not again..." she utters, almost unintelligibly.

Lois Lane has posed:
Lois Lane frowns, staring at Clark, staring at the shovel. "Um....Clark? What are you...?" her eyes widen, tossing the shovel away moments before she can be affected by it's mental suggestion. It helps that she had some warning first. It's the shovels, isn't it? "No way! it's the shovels! Clark, let go of the shovel! You've got to stop it!" She reaches out to shove him, or attempt to. He's quite a bit bigger than her.

Okaay, sooo. People are being mentally controlled by shovels or something. Shovels make good weapons but she's not about to become a zombie. Dammit, how can she shake everyone out of this reverie?

Lois pulls out her phone again and turns the flash on, trying to shine it in Clark's eyes and in the eyes of anyone else nearby who is still diging mindlessly. "WAKE UP!" she yells and tries to flash the camera several times. Okay, this may be totally useless. Then again..

Thor has posed:
The Thunderer notices how the oozes seem to absorb energy...even his lightning, to an extent. But...that gives him an idea. He charges the Hammer with electricity, but only weakly. Enough that the oozes might not want to dodge it next time he throws. If they're attracted to the Hammer, he's not likely to miss when he throws it. The Hammer is primarily doing blunt force trauma, however. He throws again at the ooze that attacked the old man, wanting to be sure both he and his rescuer do not get eaten.

When the Hammer returns to his hand, he warns the diggers again, "...Cease your digging. Last warning..."

When the Heat vision supersizes several of them..."Beware using energy! They seem to absorb even the lightning."

Ah, but there's his friend! "Noble Hulk, come, there is much to smash!" He might be the only one who calls Hulk 'noble.'

Slipstream has posed:
"Snowball! Freeze one of them!"

Drake, aka Slipstream, blurs through the park as he snatches one person after the other, trying to jet them to safety. The world around him rushes past him like quick blurs of blue light. Hopefully he can grab as many as he can before they can fall victim.

Snowball gives a loud chirp of confirmation as she spins her way down to Supergirl's side. There is a loud sucking motion as she pulls the air in around her, then blasts it outwards in a deep freeze of icy chill towards one of the white gooey beast as it rains down like liquid nitrogen. Brr!

Power Girl has posed:
Power Girl frowns in irritation, "Of course they feed on heat. Use a little of your scientific learning, woman," she mutters, a bit disappointed in herself. Power Girl is harsh on her own failings, far more so than she is of others.

Since the bigger ones are her responsibility, she dives in and makes of herself a projectile, fists out in front of her as she accelerates with terrifying rapidity, going from hovering into the air to striking like a missile, her features tense as she throws herself directly into the fray and tries to blast through one and shoot out the other side.

Nightingale has posed:
     With mother and child reunited, Shannon spreads her wings and gains enough altitude to hopefully be out of reach of the super-sized spores. Great. So, if heat was making them grow....

     Her brows furrow, her eyes lighting up. She calls down to Thor, with the Asgardian being one of the few she recognizes on the field of battle. "Don't suppose there's anything that could blast these beasties with cold or even alcohol, is there?" Fingers crossed, maybe all those science classes and all those times helping out in the medlab would do some good today!

Hulk has posed:
"Hulk remember these. Fungus monsters are back?" Hulk states in a mix of rage and confusion.

Then, he sees Thor, and Hulk leaps over to him in one bound, "Hulk remembers these. Heat and electric are bad. Need cold." Hulk summs it up. "Haven't fought them in a while, but Hulk remembers." Hulk seems to be focusing on the gardeners a moment. "Puny humans helping fungus monsters. Hulk SMASH-" Two massive Hulk fists pound against each other, "-monsters themselves."

With a feral roar that reaches through most of the park, Hulk leaps directly into the biggest creature, and tries to grapple it.

Supergirl has posed:
"I should listen to you more. Remind me of that later," Supergirl says to Snowball. Not that it is meant for Snowball. It's meant for Drake who may or may not be monitoring his little mechanical friend. "Actually don't remind me. It'll just sound like I told you so."

Time to switch to the cold tactic. Thankfully her partner has helped clear out the people who aren't doing anything wrong. Taking in a deep breath, then lets it out hoping to freeze the ones she just super-sized in place.

Then she turns her head and fires off a few beams of heat. Not at the goo-monsters. At the shovels in the hands of people digging. She doesn't realize they are being controlled by the shovels, she just knows that people digging in unison for more things is bad and thus, eliminate shovels!

Superman has posed:
"/Dig/ with us. Plant the seeds," says the gardener to Lois's left that she tried to flash with her light. She doesn't seem particularly affected by the light, nor does Clark. Pushing at Clark did make him stumble a little, but he just sat down to dig like that, instead, clearly enveloped by whatever this is.

"Plant them," repeats the woman, opening her side-satchel, and dropping a little funny white fluff thing the size of a golf-ball into one of the openly dug holes. She pointedly shows them to Lois. The urge to dig is strong around those little fluffs. To take care of the fluffs. Poor baby fluffs of white spore.

--

Power-Girl makes a big, gross hole in the largest of the creatures, followed by an attack and grappling grab by Hulk. It bucks in dismay, trying to squeeze free, and force more tendrils into the ground, latching on, trying to do... who knows what, with the ground. It looks a lot like a big caterpillar trying to anchor, bits of slimy white stuff coating the legs, as if it would cocoon.

Drake's freeze-spree is super effective. Four of the small ooze monsters are frozen, and wiggling a little bit as rolling ice-sculptures, stuck in place. If left alone they might break loose, but ice seems to be a good idea to stop them, at least temporarily. Jessica's webs help as well, confusing and disorienting the oozes, making them take time to free themselves.

--

Screams come from a few people and their superheated shovels. They drop to their knees to dig, though. Shovels were helpful, but this could work in desperation!

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
Jessica laments what has to be done next, with a little whimper. "Well...I can't /blast/ them..." She quickly thwips out a few webs, nabbing some of the gardeners and a few bystanders. The onlookers are pulled quickly to safety. The gardeners will be cloistered and webbed together, as long as she can overpower them. Hopefully, they aren't any stronger than she is.

She webs three of the fungal oozes and takes a deep breath, jumping into the middle of the webs in hopes of exploding them through the webs. Plop. Plop. Plop. And she braces for the mess.

Thor has posed:
Upon seeing several of the ooze monsters frozen solid, either by super breath or liquid nitro, he nods to Hulk's advice. "Truly, a well placed reminder." Thor will use Mjolnir to finish the job, and he sends Mjolnir on a little trip, flying not just into, but through, the now frozen ooze monsters. Presumably, they will shatter like glass...or ice sculptures. Whichever.

Thor will keep Mjolnir going...whenever his allies freeze something, he'll send Mjolnir in to smash it in short order.

The fact the gardeners dig with their hands is a little disturbing. "...It seems it is not the shovels that force them to dig. Where's Strange when you need him?" But then, the healer of wings recommended...alcohol?

Well...he could use Asgardian mead on one, but that is a sad use of mead, so he'll save it in case one of them is ready to murder someone quickly.

Lois Lane has posed:
Lois Lane shivers and backs a way from the gardeners. OKay. She was wrong, it's not the shovels, it's those white bits of fluff. "Dammit! Those things, that's what's causing this.." okay, gotta make quick work of the fluffs before they can germinate into monstrous thingies then!

She grabs up the shovel again and approaches the fluff. Arrrgh. "Must...Dig..." she murmurs and starts to dig..For a bit. But Lois has always been damn fiesty and stubborn. And there's something in the back of her mind that keeps fighting this.

Eyes flash open, backing away from the white fluffy stuff and instead of digging, she tries uproot them and pull them out of the dirt as much as she can. Then does her best to smash them on the undug ground.

Slipstream has posed:
"I have my moments." Drake calls through his commlink to Supergirl as he blurs through the battlefield that the park has become.

Snowball continues to chirp loudly as she moves from target to target, sucking in air, converting it to her frozen attack. The little robot won't leave Supergirl's side as commanded.

"Maybe if we can make it rain, we can wash away what could be effecting these dudes. Assuming that these white goobers got into them, or at least polinated them." As he zips by Thor, he calls out,

"Whatcha say, big guy? You up to making it rain?" He blinks off again.

Nightingale has posed:
     While alcohol may be out of the young mutant's reach, cold summer treats were not. There were one or two shaved ice carts nearby, which was just perfect for the purpose. They had, predictably, been abandoned in the rush to flee the area, and that was just fine. Shannon lands near one of them, unlatching the side door on the bottom part of the cart, hoping to find...

     ...yes! A few bags of ice, which were ready to be put into the machine for creating the chilly treats! As she takes to the air with her frozen payload, she's tearing open holes in the tops of the bags, circling for a moment to see where best to make her bombing run. There wasn't enough to do much good against the larger spores, but if she could get to the smaller ones before they had a chance to grow...

     "BOMBS AWAY!!!"

     As she flies over a spot in the center of the mycellium melee that seems to be infested with a slew of baby spores, she dumps the bags of ice on top of them, one by one. But would it be enough to slow them down or damage them?

Hulk has posed:
Another roar can be heard as the Hulk does his damnedest from allowing the big fungus thing to get into the ground. Tendrils going into the ground? That just pisses him off, and the Hulk digs into the ground more as he tries to keep the thing in place.

"HULK IS KEEPING YOU HERE!" Hulk roars, his rage building from the grappling contest as he keeps the thing in place.

Superman has posed:
The huge white fungal-ooze-monster that Hulk is wrestling was shapeshifting... or trying to. It was trying to turn into something else. But with Hulk taking away it's footing, it struggles, unable to do what it wants to. It's fighting with him, trying to find a way to get into the ground, though, with squishy tendrils. Hulk has it at bay for now, though as Hulk's rage grows, that may tilt soon. Unless the ooze has another trick.

--

"We're digging," Clark tells Lois numbly, and attempts to sort of get in the way to show her that a hole needs to be dug and how to do it. Gardening, mind-controlled mansplaining. Lois seems to not understand how to dig with the shovel. She did squish the spore successfully.

--

Shannon's run of ice doesn't seem to harm the small little guys that just emerged from the ground, but it does make them really slow, and just sort of chill where they are: little sitting ducks for any of the other allies to pummel before they're able to grow much bigger than the size of volleyballs.

Thor is able to crush the frozen creatures as Drake's robot serves them up, including one of the large trio that came to try to make Snowball flat. Instead, the team-up works, and it dissolves into mucky white snot on the pavement.

Thor has posed:
Can Thor make it rain? Absolutely. "I only left the sky clear this long because the noble Sun Warriors of Krypton prefer it so." But, if the rain is an effective weapon? Well. That'll change. Lifting Mjolnir to the Sky, the weather starts to take a turn for the worse. Perfectly clear skies darken. Unfortunately, it was such a clear sunny day that even the Thunder God will have to take some time to make the rain start. Still, the sky darkens remarkably fast, and clouds that simply didn't exist anywhere within a thousand miles show up out of nowhere...dark, heavy clouds...

Thor keeps an eye out for any other frozen creatures that he might be able to smash...the one Shannon dumped a bunch of ice comes to mind, and he sends Mjolnir to smash that one, before it returns to his hand, and he continues calling the Storm.

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
Spider-Woman notices the exchange between Lois and Clark, and her brows arch in recognition. She looks up and this out a web toward a rooftop edge, swinging through the chaos. She spots the bags of lil white fluffs, and snags each one she sees with a web, gathering them in a cluster that trails just below and behind her on her way to the next rooftop, which she tags to sing herself atop it. The bags of fluff land with a THUMP at her feet, as she looks down toward the fray below. Her hair tousles in the wind, and she takes it back out of her face as she exhales a sigh.

Lois Lane has posed:
Lois Lane frowns at Clark, "Oh honestly Clark, you're hopeless.." she sighs, glancing around at the chaos. "I've gotta stop these diggers or else they'll continue to produce more plants.." she continues to furiously uproot as many of the spores that have been dug, but with the gardeners still digging more it seems a losing battle.

"Okay, how about something different?" she peers at the gardeners and their bags of seeds, and makes a grab for one of the bags of spores that are being handed out. "Stop this, already!" she yells. "I think it's the spores that are controlling them!" she glances at the various superheros flying around, scanning the area. "How many more bags of spores are there?"

Power Girl has posed:
After having caught on that cold is one of the ways to do it, Power Girl inhales deeply, filling those prodigious lungs (CAREFUL WITH THE COMMENTS) and trying to do a sweep over any exposed monstrosity that she can, blowing ice-cold air that's sure to flash freeze flesh and plant alike, her red cape flapping in the air behind her as she spreads the hurt around.

Nightingale has posed:
     From her vantage point, Shannon can spot Lois and someone near her she wasn't entirely sure she recognized. However, by the exchange she was witnessing, it seemed plain the pair were acquainted. This could get messy. Lois seemed to be resisting the urge to dig, but her companion was not having quite so much luck. She frowned, thinking for a moment.

     Damn it. This was not something she liked, but perhaps needed to be done.

     Snapping her wings inwards, she dives down from the sky, angling her descent so, if successful, she might shoulder-check Clark into the ground. She's letting out a holler as she descends, hoping to warn Lois and give her time to get out of the way. It does /not/ appear as if she is going full-tilt, hopefully blunting the impact and avoiding any serious injury to either party.

     But maybe, just maybe, enough to knock some sense into him.

Superman has posed:
Clark was just given a spore to plant, and he started to back to his hole with it in one hand, shovel in the other. He's a good little gardener, like so many others around. He tries to plant it, but it is stuck to his hand. Huh. He tries to shake it off into the hole, without success. It likes him.

And then Clark is struck by a flying Shannon. He falls over, confused, with the fluff on his hand.

--

"Hey!" Argues the gardener that got her bag stolen by Lois, and gives chase, trying to get it back. The others join in, for what might be a merry chase of a whole gang of people who want the item Lois stole. With shovels. At least it isn't pitchforks!

--

The mix of cold rain, ice and freezing-breath elsewhere does a lot to the other creatures. Everything has slowed down, into a sloggy, mushy mess. All of the monsters have dropped to perhaps a third of their speed, and all of the holes being dug are filling in water. It's a mess for gardening, and some of the gardeners are coming out of it, waking up, dropping their shovels, and getting out of the way of all of it.

Hulk has posed:
It's a stalemate, but the Hulk is nothing if not a rage monster. The struggle to get out of his grip just enrages the Hulk more, and he visibly grows to eleven feet. His grunts of exertion grow louder as he does so. He's continually being dragged down into the ground as the large fungus tries to root.

Or, he was. Once it becomes clear that others are freezing it, the Hulk suddenly lifts, and with a loud roar, moves to SMASH the large spore creature into the ground, over and over. "HULK SMASH!"

Slipstream has posed:
"Great combo, guys!" Slipstream calls out as he blurs in front of the person chasing Lois, looking to trip them up with a quick sweep of the legs. "Miss Lane! You gotta get outta here. We got this, don't worry, okay?" He says as he whirls around to face the others who are giving chase. Hopefully the cold slushy rain will wash away the cold, or at least slow them down.

Snowball gives another loud chirpy noise as she looks to tackle one of the larger creatures. With all this cold air and rain coming down, it only gives her more ammunition to pull from.

Thor has posed:
The Thunder God continues calling the Storm...the rain starts...it's a drip...a minute later, steady.

But the rain keeps accelerating...and it becomes a hard rain, then a straight up downpour...any Gardeners caught in this and not mind controlled won't want to be outside in this kind of driving rain. Better for the heroes, worse for the monsters, Power Girl is able to freeze his rain and turn it into sleet and snow. ...Snow in July...only teamwork could cause such a thing. But there it is. It happened.

It notably is not a Thunderstorm, however, because lightning is not effective. "...The storm is here!"

Power Girl has posed:
Power Girl works with Thor's weather system, inhaling deep and then following up with freezing gouts of breath, blowing hurricane force and cold as the arctic, the moisture in the air becoming knives of ice that sting anything in their path.

"Please tell me we're running out of these things," she murmurs, swinging close enough that she can take a moment to punch into a flash-frozen chunk of monster.

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
Jessica takes a deep breath, trying to gather her thoughts. But they are scattering in the wind, stripped through her fingers no matter how hard she tries to hold on. These are living creatures. They deserve to flourish, just as much as she does. These baby fluffs will never survive, if they aren't planted. Her heart aches for their loss, and she looks down in remorse at the webbed bags she has stolen.

Something inside her snaps, and Jessica grabs her head in her hands. She screams, as she feels her thoughts bent from their natural course.

"NOT AGAIN!!" she screams, as she webs an enormous air conditioning unit from the rooftop, ripping it from its base, and lifting it above her head, then smashes it down on the cluster of tender puffballs. She pants lightly as her eyes dart around frantically.

"Not. Again."

Superman has posed:
Sure, a few more monsters are coming up out of the ground, from being planted not long before, but they arrive into a world of freezing wet pain. It does seem that yes, they are running out of the things. Hulk's defeated foe is now in squishy mess, as if a marshmellow monster just died, and is pretty sticky.

There are a lot of injured people, many of them confused about why they were out as part of the gardening group, but nobody died - unless you count the ooze monsters. There are a lot of ooze-corpses all over the place now, and the water is making all of the slime run down into the sewers off of the paved areas, and down through the drainage. Whatever they were, they're going that way now.

Nightingale has posed:
     Well, at least the rain was on the heroes' side this time. And at least Shannon's wings had been blessed all those months past, and would not become waterlogged. So as she goes tumbling into Clark, at least the mud wouldn't stick to them as the pair went sliding a few feet along the ground, skidding to a sploopy stop.

     Yes, that's a technical term. Sploopy.

     As the two come to a stop, Shannon brushes some hair out of her eyes, leaving a streak of mud on her face. There was something in the man's hand. Something small, white, and fluffy.

     And it wasn't a tribble.

     "Damn it!" That did /not/ look healthy! It looked almost as if the fluffy little monstrosity was trying to work its way /into/ Clark, leaving angry red streaks starting to run up from his hand, to his wrist, and... no. Just... NO.

     "Oh, no you don't!" Turning to Lois, she calls out, "I'm gonna try to buy him some time, Miss Lane, but get him to a medical facility PRONTO! Got it?"

     There's just enough time for her to open up her little brown bag, slip on a pair of gloves from the supplies inside to protect herself against accidentally touching the baby spore, and take out the tourniquet she'd recently added to her collection. "I'm awfully sorry, sir, but this isn't going to feel too good."

     From where the red lines end just above the wrist, she applies the tourniquet about six inches higher, slipping it on his forearm unless she is stopped or thrown clear. If successful, the windlass is tightened until it can go no further. "I'm so sorry...."

Hulk has posed:
Squinting his eyes at the mess around him, Hulk glances around, taking in the situation, before he grunts, seeing most of the situation dealt with. Instead, he starts leaping around the fighting, smashing in the frozen fungal things remaining. "Hulk doesn't see anymore." He idly mutters.

Thor has posed:
The water may be shoving the ooze towards the drainage pipes, but it's icy cold water, and it's coming down in a torrent...it's a good thing they made the drainage system with torrential downpours in mind...of course, those are mostly for winter. The rain is remorseless, driving, the power of the Storm moving with the fury of Mother Nature, who does not care that the spores are technically alive. Survival of the fittest, and all that.

Whatever oozes are left, Thor sends Mjolnir after. The cleanup job must be finished, after all, as ice and sleet cover the earth from the combined efforts of himself and PG. But there's not much at this point.

Lois Lane has posed:
Lois Lane wasn't expecting this to be easy, but she's not about to let go of the bag either. And she glances around for a safe place to dump it that wont let it grow all the better as gardeners give chase. Good thing she has been running a lot as part of her job.

Then she has a (hopefully) brilliant idea and hurls the bag into the road where it (hopefully) gets squished by oncoming cars. Hopefully that's enough to kill the damn spores.

And once the spore bag is crushed by a round of car tires, she turns again to face a sudden downpour of rain and lots of confused or injured gardeners, and..Looks like the heroes have this covered!

By now, hopefully some ambulances and police have arrived to help control the situation. she nods to Drake, "Right!" as Shannon comes towards her with an injured Clark, her eyes widen. "Clark! Are you alright? Come on!" and she leads him towards one of the emergency vehicles. "It'll be okay, we should get out of here.."

Once he is hopefully tended to, she'll help to round up other injured folks and guide them to the ambulance too. Hopefully the heroes can finish cleaning up whatever straggler monsters remain..