Godzillaaaaa [open to multiple]

[has_a_horn]

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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[fucking_ebay]

Peter gapes. "Bullshit."

Seriously, Gabe, you've gone too far this time, even Peter's going to have a hard time swallowing that.

[has_a_horn]

"You should remember what I am more often, Peter." It's a statement that doesn't carry any threat or warning. Merely a reminder. "Eden's not there anymore. The sword had to go someplace."

[fucking_ebay]

"And what, you just hung onto it all that time? I don't want to know where you put it. I should wash my hands, shouldn't I?"

Forgive him. He's still giddy.