Echoes of the Multiverse

The Weidners are slowly making their way through the throng of wolves, also still in their lycanthropic form.
Somewhere to the right, you can hear what sounds like a brawl breaking out...

Oooh...I like this a lot! Hope you will flesh out this setting some more.

He shrugs. " Tensions are high, but no one has completely lost it yet. Some are close, though. Others are clamoring for revenge and a lot are calling the entire moot into question. I wouldn't want to be in Rudi Weidner's shoes...or pelt, in this case."

" Hey", you hear Beowulf's gruff voice as he makes his way through the crowd.
" Congrats on felling that giant b*tch. Though I kind of regret not having a go at her myself."

Going to watch it tomorrow, looking forward to it. After watching Killers of the Flower Moon yesterday (total recommendation, once again DiCaprio is bringing his a-game) I need something lighter to cleanse the palate

//Sunny sees all that, just as Tony Jones has described the situation in the OOC.

And indeed, it is a bit of a shock when you teleport back to the moot and are surrounded by 6-9 feet tall monsters of fur and claw. The animalistic aggression and apprehension in the air is so strong it makes your head swim for a while. Even the children have transformed, if able...

Yes to what Khemis said. There are 8 cops moving in, four super-soldiers and Khemis. That's what Sunny sees.

But they are too far gone to listen to reason. Once more, they dive out of the way, this time managing to escape unharmed. All made their saves, for both damage and resistance. However, suddenly, another shot can be heard as one of the approaching cops fires his gun into the air. " WEAPONS DOWN...

The plants are quite eager to regrow, although the process will probably take a few days even with divine aid...

//The one with the gun is Harold Svenson.

The man blinks and briefly, it looks as if he, too, will lower his gun, but then, the drug-induced rage takes over again, blocking his mind...

//No dice this time. Khemis' turn.

Rome, 79 AD The man slowly made his way up to the simple tomb, his head bent, grey hair and beard alongside his stooped posture giving the impression of someone with one foot in the grave himself. Only upon closer inspection would one notice the near-unblemished skin and the hardened, well-defined ...

Dismantling the weapons safely does take a while, especially since some of them contain superheated plasma or micro-reactors. But it's doable, especially with some help from the Force.

" Alright", Beowulf responds, sounding a bit disappointed, actually.
" Things are heating up here. The wolves are anxious and angry. Nearly everyone's transformed and there is a lot of growling and snarling at each other."