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Godzillaaaaa [open to multiple]

There's something new about the city this afternoon. It's not particularly hard to miss. At about noon, a giant scaled figure emerges from the Hudson River, emits a loud screeching roar, and heads for central park.

It's Godzilla, straight out of the 1954 Toho film.

Or, rather, that's what it looks like. Gabriel has a scheme, and this scheme involves in-fluxing a little bit of fun into this city with a grand-scale illusion. His idea of fun might need some work, by human standards, but this is exactly the thing for him at the moment. There are news reports on the radio and television, both in English and in Japanese, but they aren't given by any newscasters anyone in New York might be familiar with, because Gabriel is projecting them.

As Godzilla shakes the water off it's back and walks onto the island, Gabriel pulls out his phone and texts Peter. He really needs him involved with this.

[ooc: Godzilla will make his way across the city, having a good smash. Feel free to run into it anywhere. As this is Gabe's illusion, any interactions with Godzilla will be controlled by Gabriel, even if he's not nearby. People Gabriel doesn't like might want to avoid getting underfoot, or else they'll feel the bone crunching effects of being stepped on, even if nothing has actually happened.]

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And there's his confirmation. Yes, they're definitely going to have a talk about that later. Living with Gabriel has few conditions, but one of them is not being a drug dealer.

He raises an eyebrow in Seth's direction. "Aim for the giant lizard." Okay, probably not the most helpful, but he thinks it's funny. "The eyes, preferably. Might want to wait till it gets closer."

He's probably never going to get an actual stated confirmation, even when openly discussing the subject, because Seth is too well trained to never give a confession.

"And you're gonna, what, distract it?" he asks, carefully aiming at Godzilla, lowering the bow again, then aiming again, to get a feel for it. And taking deep breaths to try to remain (relatively) calm.

"That's a great idea. What do you think, Mothra?" He conjures a tiny model of the flying kaiju in his hand for Seth's perusal. "Good distraction."

Before Seth can answer, he lets his tiny model grow to gigantic proportions and wing off of the building. It's wings faze directly through buildings as it passes them. This is less a flaw in its design, and more a feature designed to stop Seth thinking that the other monster is Gabriel's creation as well.

Edited 2014-03-01 11:02 (UTC)

"Fucking hell," he comments, unconsciously ducking a little as the wings grow above their heads, despite knowing it's an illusion. "Yeah, that should work," he adds.

The lizard still isn't close enough for Seth to get a good shot in, though, so for now he just watches, adjusting his grip. "So, what do you think their cover story is gonna be this time?" he asks, not taking his eyes off the two giants. "Publicity stunt? Terrorist attack combined with hallucinogenic drugs?"

"Publicity stunt with hallucinogenic drugs?" Gabriel offers while watching his new show. Godzilla takes an immediate interest in Mothra, and picks up speed towards their building, it's great legs creating what feel like miniature earthquakes that set off car alarms for blocks around. "They'll say whatever they want to say. What matters right now is you."

Godzilla is almost near their building. Mothra flies through the building itself, and up. As it escapes, Godzilla roars in it's direction, and the foul smell of it's breath blows across the rooftop strong enough that Gabriel has to secure his footing.

"I'm going to try to hold him." Gabriel walks to the edge of the roof and holds up his hands. The moment Godzilla reaches them, a shimmering aura surrounds the beast on all sides. It seems like a horrible strain for Gabriel. He can barely speak to tell Seth what to do. "Seth. Fire...now."

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Seth winces and makes a face when the terrible wind hits them, having to steady himself before able to pull back the string. When Gabriel walks forward, he readies the bow and aims for the closest eye.

He realises quickly that he shouldn't have drawn the arrow back that early, as the effort of holding it makes him jitter enough that when he lets go, the arrow goes too far to the right, hitting the lizard at an angle and glancing off his hide. Or maybe he just didn't want to kill it strong enough, who knows.

Seth lets out a swear and hurries to ready another arrow.

The arrow missing is, of course, by design. Gabriel tosses his head back to look at Seth as he fumbles another arrow into place. Landing an arrow isn't the only thing that Seth is going to have to worry about, though. Godzilla thrashes against the barrier that Gabriel has created, it's head trying to push forward and out. The barrier itself seems to spark and flicker with the strain as Gabriel falls to his knees on the rooftop.

Before Seth can loose another arrow, the barrier drops.

Godzilla presses through immediately and into the building. The corner of the roof crumbles away, taking Gabriel with it. As the monster screeches out a roar, Gabriel yells in a panic. He's hanging off of the edge about five feet down from the edge, clutching to an errant piece of rebar that had been pulled from the concrete structure.

Seth has just managed to get his aim right when the barrier breaks. Seth tries not to react, not to let the chaos distract him. If he can just get a clean shot, it'll hopefully be over. Gabe can take care of himself, the dude can teleport, hell, he can probably fly.

Except then he hears Gabriel's cry, and he realises that for some reason he can't. Perhaps he used up all his energy with the barrier. Making a snap judgement, Seth lets the arrow fly - not towards the eye, a small moving target easy to miss - but towards its chest, where it's guaranteed to hit.

Seth's already running to Gabriel's side when the arrow pierces the lizard's hide. Hardly enough to kill, but it does make Godzilla recoil with pain (or annoyance, who knows), giving Seth time to slide to his knees near the edge, looking down. "Gabe!"

"Seth!" Gabriel tries to reach up, but the distance between them is too far to span. There's no way that Seth can reach him from where he is. "Get away from the edge, you idiot!"

Mothra has long disappeared from the sky, signalling that Gabriel doesn't have the strength left even to maintain an illusion. Godzilla is distracted for a moment by the arrow in it's chest. It seems to have had some sort of effect, but not really enough to take it down. It screeches, and the building rumbles in response. Gabriel tries to adjust his hands on the rebar, but his grip it slipping. "Seth-" His face goes deadly serious, "You know what to do. There was a reason I chose you. You're a good man." The corner of his mouth ticks up into the ghost of a smirk. "Thousands of years. I never would have bet on it ending like this."

Godzilla, recovered, bumps against the building. It sends a terrible tremor throughout the whole structure that caps off at Gabriel's last hand-hold. The metal bar shakes him free and he drops out of sight.

Seth's mind races through ways to get Gabriel back up on the roof. Have him grab onto the bow and pull him up? Still too far down. Phase through down to the floor below, then through the wall and grab him? He has no idea if it would work - he's brought objects through walls, but never a person, and he has no idea what's underneath him, not sure how far down he'd go, how far down Gabe is.

As Gabe starts monologuing at him, the words barely register, Seth being single-mindedly focused on what to do. And then...

"Gabe!" Seth desperately starts to reach out, but he's already gone.

He only has time for a moment of numb shock before another tremor threatens to topple him over the edge, and he shuffles back, getting to his feet, breathless.

The world shakes. As Seth scrambles back to his feet, Godzilla notices him. It turns to face him, it's great head nearly level with the top of the building, its eye narrowing in recognition.

It inhales, and exhales fire in Seth's direction. The blue-hot flames move too quickly across the rooftop for him to escape. The air heats quickly and it seems that Seth is doomed to a worse fate than Gabriel.

At the last moment, something happens. The bow that Seth is holding projects a forcefield surrounding him. It holds as long as the flames do. In the charred remains of the rooftop, Seth is still alive and close enough to Godzilla for a decent shot.

Staring at the lizard, it hits him how ridiculous this situation is. His archangel part-time roommate was just murdered by Godzilla. And he still had time to give an inspiring speech. Of course he did, it's Gabriel. Of course he had to go out with a huge pop culture reference.

Seth isn't feeling particularly inspired though. Mostly he's feeling pissed and shell-shocked. And then he's feeling panicked and over-heated. Pure instinct makes him raise his arm to shield himself, making himself intangible, though he doubts it will work. For a moment he thinks it does, but then he realises that's not what's holding off the flames.

Gabe's last way of rescuing Seth, then. The thought that this stupid, bloody lizard has cost the life of someone who actually looked out for Seth, in his own obnoxious, cheesy way, brings the anger to forefront again.

Seth takes out another arrow, pulling it back in a fluid motion and aiming for just a moment, trusting Gabriel's word that his will is enough, and lets it fly straight at Godzilla's eye. "Fuck you too," he breathes, because Gabe would've wanted a one-liner.

And what a one-liner it is. Gabriel is so proud. The arrow hits true, disappearing into the flesh of the creature's eye. Godzilla staggers back as if it was a much larger blow, roaring in pain and whipping it's head back and worth, as if it is trying to dislodge the arrow.

The area of scales around Godzilla's eye begin to shift color, sickly green turning to a burning orange that spreads. The eye, already punctured, is replaced by a burning ember as the rest of the body transforms, burning away from the inside. It's a horrible sight, but it doesn't last long. Godzilla staggers and falls, in the process falling into a building that crumbles at the impact. The monster is dead before it hits the ground.

Seth watches in disgust and relief, wincing as another building gets hit. He wonders if Gabe got the strength to teleport away before he hit the ground...
Once Godzilla has hit the ground and the building underneath his feet stops trembling, he walks over to the edge, peering cautiously down the side of the building, but it's impossible to tell if he can see Gabe's body down there.

His eyes move to the giant lizard corpse. That's gonna be one hell of a clean-up job...

"Fuck me..." he comments numbly, taking a ragged breath before looking around, then heading for the door that presumably leads to the stairs.

As Seth starts to walk away, sad music starts to play. It builds in volume quickly and seems to be coming from nowhere in particular.

As the music comes to a close, Gabriel appears behind Seth, sitting in a row of plush red theatre seats. He applauds, grinning.

Seth stops when the music plays. No. No, this is getting ridiculous. He looks around, but there's nothing to be seen.

Until, of course, he hears applause behind him, and he whips around.

"Gabe!" His face breaks into a relieved grin. However, the smile quickly starts to fade when he realises this surely isn't Gabriel narrowly avoiding death. There seems to be nothing wrong with his powers now, after all.

He jumps up and the row of chairs disappear behind him as he goes. "Seth!" He grins and hugs Seth, then pulls back, holding him by the shoulders. "That was an amazing performance."

Seth doesn't exactly hug back, but he doesn't push him away either. His expression has turned serious, though. Performance. Of course everything's always a performance.

"You weren't really in danger, were you?"

Gabriel smiles and pats Seth on the shoulders before he drops his hands. "You're a smart one, Seth. I've always thought so." He shakes his head in answer to Seth's question while he jogs over to the still crumbled edge of the building where he'd staged his death. "Nope. My tragic death was the setup for the heroic climax. That's some quality storytelling right there, don't deny it."

He turns towards Seth with a grin on his face. "Come on." He holds up his arms, miming a bow and mimics Seth's voice. "'fuck you, too'. That was great."

It's not hard to tell that Seth is not as amused by this as Gabriel is. In fact he's so baffled and, well, angry, that he's having trouble even coming up with something to say.

"That's... That's not storytelling, that's being a dick to your friends," he answers angrily.

"What?" Gabriel scrunches his face up, confused at Seth's reaction. "You just starred in your own personal monster movie. You didn't have any fun?" How could he not have fun with something like this? He'd even given him tragic motivation for the final scene. How is that not awesome?

"Oh, yeah it's fun to think billions of people are in danger, and then on top of that, that your friend just died," Seth answers sarcastically, throwing away the bow and quiver, even as he assumes they're illusions too. "You can't just use people as your puppets and expect them to like it!"

Gabriel can't help but let his mouth tick up into a pleased smirk. "You think of me as a friend?"

Seth just stares disbelievingly at him for several seconds, then reaches up to rub his temples with one hand. "For fuck's sake, Gabriel..."

Gabriel chuckles and steps over so that he can throw an arm around Seth's shoulders. He jostles him a little, in a friendly way meant to shake Seth of his reservations. "Come on, let's go back to mine. We can have a drink. Have you ever invented a cocktail? I think it's time the world had a new one."

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