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BlackSleep (Pied Piper) Coming to a Head
Date of Scene: 05 January 2019
Location: New York City / Dream Plane
Synopsis: The mystics gather together to go face the demon behind the #BlackSleep
Cast of Characters: Doctor Strange, Loki, Lucky Day, Magik, Nina the Conjuror, Raven, Wiccan
Tinyplot: Pied Piper


Doctor Strange has posed:
The dawn of the final day.

The total number of victims has risen drastically to a staggering 7 Billion plus. The people that aren't asleep have dubbed this the end of days and surely humanity is doomed. However, there is a single resistance. Mages across the globe have gathered to fight back against this seemingly hopeless force.

We find our heroes in the Sanctum Sanctorum, a Greenwich village abode with access to all of the mystic points across the globe, a hub for the assault that the mystics have planned. They will have to face the foe almost unseen and unknown with a handful of people who even know the beast behind this attack, and also find a way to awaken those that slumber.

Let us see how they hope to achieve in this dire time.


Tom has posed:
Tom has been using a lot of ritual magic to find a way to help his just GOOD friend the Piper ..who he doesnt actually know is the piper but calls the piper because....well, why not? He has had terrible luck, even for him, at stopping the progress of this thing even if he has vague ideas that his video has fed 'crap' to the piper in some way, but its like sticking his finger in a dam made of Jello. Having used a lot of active luck, divination rituals and his more informative contacts he has at last ended up here. He has no idea where here is, but he pretended he knew what he was doing and remarkably no one stopped him. The cheese villain montebank and wax black mustache and top hat does make him look vaguely magicianny and he does have magical power. Still, he has not yet begun trying to convince these people that the Piper (or whatever you shold call it) is their friend and that they should embrace it. He has no idea where he is but is keeping his mouth shut, looking generically concerned and like he belongs here. His vaguely succeeding at this.


Wiccan has posed:
Wiccan may have stayed awake at 'Leon's' suggestion using a combination of caffeine, Red Bull, and magic. He will no doubt be crashing for at least a day once they succeed...or if they don't, he'll still get to sleep. Win-Win? He's in his 'uniform' and is fidgeting, thanks to the stimulants. He also has a spiral notebook of the notes that he took from his observation of the sleepers in his apartment and whatever he was able to see that might tie them together...or to the whole Sleeping issue.

It's a lot of stuff and he's not entirely certain what to do with it.


Illyana Rasputin has posed:
Oddly, Illyana seems rested despite everything going on. Most folks have used Wiccan's method of coping. Stimulants such as caffeine to keep their systems wired so keep the danger at bay. Illyana? She simply would go home to Limbo. There, she could rest easy. Well, as easy as anyone can ever rest in Limbo, but at least she had no fear of falling asleep and never waking from it.

She stood off to the side wearing a pair of jeans and a blue t-shirt. Her jacket had been hung on a rack near the door since she wasn't going to be needing it. In fact, she likely would be dressed very differently once they made their moves.


Nina has posed:
Nina is here. She woke up to people falling asleep interestingly enough and has barely had any opportunity to even say hi to any of these people. No time for such pleasantries. Shit is happening. She had to go and get involved. Now she stands to teh side with a coffee in hand, having already informed people of what she found and what she thinks needs to be done, she is waiting for a decision to be made. After all, she's not the Sorcerer Supreme at the moment. No, that title apparently gets passed around like candy today. Sip. No comment. Shifting eyes.


Rachel Roth has posed:
Leaving the Sanctum has become more and more difficult since Raven put out the call. It is, at least in part, for everyone's safety: As a minor extradimensional space, the Sanctum is a little safer than just being out on the street. It's not as if anyone is trapped there... But research is important, and for the past while, visitation has been somewhat more permanent.

Eventually, however, some level of preparations have been finished- not for the travel. That much is easy enough. More, it's the matter of gathering everone who is capable of combating this threat in any fashion. To those assembled, by a degree of force or not, Raven speaks. "Almost everyone on the planet is asleep. Human or not, magi or not. They are being gathered up as slaves and a source of power for a being that resides in its own plane. There, it will be akin to a god. Not much more can be said. On this scale, waking the sleepers is not possible. Therefore, I must ask all of you: Who here wants to kill a demon?"

Her voice, for once, projects- throughout the whole of the Sanctum, actually... Even though she isn't raising her voice.


Loki has posed:
'Larkin', a teen-something young-looking mage that has been around the Sanctum for years off and on, is seated slouched in a chair within the Sanctum, since it is now 'hurry up and wait'. He has been active, despite the appearance of relaxation, channeling, creating connections to a broad variety of groups that are ready to lend them power.The number of them is, perhaps, startling: Magi Larkin knows a very vast number of mages and magical people, it appears.

"I can bring the group to the dimension when we're prepared; though I'd still prefer to act to sever the ties to broad swatches of sleepers as a distraction, maybe. If he's pulling power, we'll want to cut off those batteries, to help the big fighters fight. I might be able to do that from the dimension-side."


Tom has posed:
Tom scratches his head, "Well, I normally don't hold anything against demons per se. I mean, they aren't all evil, even though as a general rule they are. If you mean killing a demon to fuel a spell to meet our good friend behind all the sleeping sickness," and in Tom's case he really means GOOD FRIEND because the guy clearly has their own interest. The world is in such a hurry and really everyone could use a good extended nap, possibly forever but think of the avoided stress about not having to worry about when you wake up? Such a considerate guy/gal/supernatural entity. A low level enmity which might cause slightly good luck for everyone present since he was REALLY suspicious the people here had it out for his friend that he hadn't met yet but he was playing his cards near his gaudy white shirted vest at this point. "Sure?"


Jessica Jones has posed:
Someone new and unexpected arrives at the Sanctum, someone that perhaps of all present, only Raven would have a clue who she was. Most others? Doubtful. After all, Jessica Jones herself knows this is a terribad idea. One of the worst ever, and she still doesn't understand how Wong convinced her to take part in this lunacy. At least she determined to do it on the down low, daring to show up in a garment she swore never to don again. The negative talisman in the form of the Jewel costume, wig and all (https://bit.ly/2FdqdY7). It's not because she had a change of heart, it's because she's scared. Not of failure, but of success. The last thing she needs is her name plastered in the media as someone who helped, because than Alias Investigations would collapse from all the calls.

When she arrives at the Sanctum, she waves a blue gloved hand at everyone else, as she no doubt would find her way to the rest if the Sanctum wouldn't bring her there all on its own. "So...I go by Jewel, don't ask, stripper name, I know. What is important is I got this," and she holds out an artifact, that at least Raven might recognize as the Scalpel of Strange, "Wong tells me this thing can cut holes in realities, don't look at me, his words. And well, open portals to where apparently I choose to go...so if it helps in anyway, I'd be glad to lend a hand. It's what I'm here for."


Wiccan has posed:
Wiccan gives Larkin a longer look and tilts his head some, but then glances around as if looking for someone else. Well, this'll be interesting. At the mention of killing a demon he looks to his notebook and shrugs, "Go home..." is said to it and it disappears. So much for that. "I've never...uhm..." there's another look at Larkin, "Maybe I can help with your stuff too? That way there will be two of us severing them and maybe he can't go after both at once?" So even if one is taken down the other is still able to act. "I've never killed anything that big before..."


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