Who: The Master and The Eleventh Doctor
What: MONSTERS also nostalgia team up
When: During the plot, at night
Where: someplace
Warnings: Monsters

Even a mad dog knows when he's being hunted. The Master had managed to shake the Doctor and Rose back at the schools, and though he had still been laying low, he had never shaken the feeling of eyes on his back. Following his every move. Chances were it was Jim, making certain the Master would not say anything. A ridiculous fear, in his opinion.

But this evening it was different. There was a more dangerous feeling to the eyes watching him. Every now ad then he thought he caught a glimpse of wings, or a still, feathered figure. At  first he had assumed they were weeping angels, it was difficult to make out details in the dark, but then something interesting happened. The path he had been taking to try and determine if it was really following him lead him straight into the path of a very familiar, but still slightly new, presence.

He slipped the newly redesigned sonic screwdriver from his jacket pocket with a casual hand, movement again out of the corner of his eye. Just a glimpse of the strange angel figures. He had scanned and searched but they did not seem to be Weeping Angels. Something else then? But now he had something, someone, new to focus on.

The Doctor was near.

That was interesting.

I never imagined we'd encounter anything like Witches here.

Sayaka-san.

While I'm still uncertain what exactly happened on the pier last night, even after witnessing it myself... the gravity of the situation was so intense, it could easily be said to have rivaled that of a black hole.  For all the people who were there, death seemed inescapable.

However, since this morning all of them seem to have been drinking the amnesia-inducing waters of the Lethe, and my classmates from last year simply looked at me as though I was a crazy person when I tried to describe the situation they'd been in... it seems it's up to me.

Thank you, Sayaka-san.  That was amazing.  The power to save all those lives can only be described as truly remarkable.  However, while they may seem like the ant-like concerns of a mortal next to an Olympian, please don;t laugh this next question away.

Are you all right?

You people shouldn't be relaxing or acting like nothing's happening just because it's daytime. Witches will definitely still hurt people during the day.

Okay.  We've got eight hours to prepare before the city's invaded again. 

Let's plan.

The most peculiar thing happened to me the other night.

As I was returning home from the police station, I came across this statue that had not been there before. The statue appeared to be an angel holding its face in its hands; it was a horrible, tacky mockery of Grecian sculpture. As I went to inspect it, I noticed that the statue was firmly rooted in place. It must have been placed there deliberately... but by whom? Moving something so heavy is no small feat.

I studied it for some time before deciding it was not worth reporting. After all, kitsch is not illegal.

Unfortunately, that is the last thing I remember before I woke up in the hospital. I've been told that I was struck from behind. It's strange, though. I did not sense anyone else in my immediate area. I'm not sure where my assailant was hiding.

That said, Commander Shepard, I'm afraid I won't be of much use to you until I'm allowed to leave.

At least these hospital walls are more pleasing to look at than that hideous angel.

Who: Jenny, Shepard and Open?
What: Protecting civillians
When: Sunday evening
Where: All over New Moore
Warnings: Character Death

The NMPD had split into pairs to help protect the residents of New Moore, non-fictionals and fictionals alike, from the sudden influx of monsters. Jenny was paired up with Shepard as her partner and the two of them patrolling the inner city, protecting who they could and taking out whatever monsters they could take down.

Jenny's mind had been on Jack, and trying to help figure out where he might be and how they were going to help him. But right now, many more people needed her help, and she was sticking close to Shepard as the patrolled. Already she could count at least 9 markers of the Silence, and it was disorienting to feel the heat of her gun and not remember firing it, whenever they lost sight of the creatures. But she had listened to all of her Dad's warnings and she was keeping her eyes on anything that moved, and anything that looked like it might move. So far she was just relieved they had not run into any of the Weeping Angels. Because it was hard to say what they would do against them.

As they passed another dark path between two buildings, one of the non-fictionals stumbled out of the darkness, shaking, then straightened, looking confused as to their actions.

"I think we've got another one, Shepard." She nodded her head to the alley, putting a hand on the young man's shoulder and instructing him to go inside and lock his doors until the sun came back up.

[ The camera flickers on to show one of the Rudys standing in the city, who looks honestly terrified as he looks into the camera and then points upward. ]

Right, so I'm not the only one who's seein' this, right? Like, this is actually happenin'? You didn't get us fucked up again, did ya?

[ The voice of the cameraman, the other one of the Rudys speaks and pans the camera up to where Other Rudy is pointing, a couple blocks away, but still clearly visible on camera. ]

No, man. Not today. Haven't had anythin' all day, but now I'm kind of wishing I had.

[ In the distance is an enormous humanoid monster, looking as though it's trying to crawl its way out of the building it's part of. It shakes its massive, rotting head, gnashes its horrible teeth and lets out a mighty roar that sends the cameraman flat on his back. ]

JESUS! What the fuck was THAT!? Shit. Fuck, man. Just get up and get out of here! Jesus![ The camera moves around a bit as Rudy clambers to his feet again and begins running the other direction, pointing the camera over his shoulder where his Other self is running as well. Just before the camera shuts off, the enormous creature fires off a beam of energy into a nearby building, shaking everything and turning the feed silent. ]

WHO: Arthur Kirkland/England & The 11th Doctor (The Purifier) - let me know if one of your characters wants in on this
WHAT: Arthur comes across the Doctor's alternate persona and is unprepared for what he finds
WHEN: Some time on the 22nd of September
WHERE: The darkest back-alley in town
WARNINGS: Murder, coarse language, possible trigger subjects

( This Hell they call earth must be cleansed, for the few who are worthy to live in it. To this end, I will do what i must, for I certainly am not. )

Okay I'm kinda not okay with spending another fright night alone and clutching a knife. I refuse to comment on any passing out that may or may not have occured either.

So yeah, anybody out there with like... a gun that I can shack up with? Or at least someone proficient with stabbing? Derek? Anybody?

Oh ah yeah, Miss Ukraine... you okay?

This is Officer Jenny requesting immediate backup to the north alley on Fifth Street. We have multiple hostiles engaging myself and Shepard. Civilians are clear. I repeat. Immediate Backup to Fifth Street.

I'm looking for two to four volunteers to handle security on the Saucer, and one to come with me.

I think it's time I went to town.