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Epimetheus wasn't like Prometheus when it came to powers and magic. He had power, sure, but he'd never mastered it the way his twin had. He hadn't needed to, really. He'd never been trapped in the mortal realm after all, he came and went as he pleased- Using portals. ...Portals he generally had others open for him. However, since he was traveling alone lately, the only way to pop back home for a bit was to crack one open himself, using the only spell he knew to do so. A very blunt spell, honestly, that Prometheus had scolded him time and time again for using. 'Spells like this aren't like garage door openers, you know. They don't just open one portal, they'll open any in range,' the other titan had scolded, though all Epimetheus had said in return was 'What's a garage door?'.

That had been some time ago, but Epimetheus had used the spell many times since. He'd never noticed any ill effects personally, and didn't have the foresight to see how it might go a bit wrong. So this morning when he'd popped home to see Pandora, he'd gone on as he always did- Oblivious to any trouble he might be causing elsewhere.

(Portals are opening and closing all over london, letting things into the city from other places, times, ect. The sky is the limit here! Have anything you want slip through into the city- Or maybe let your pups go stumbling through one themselves? The choice is yours! This post will be open all next week, so tag in and then check back often! As always, we trust you guys not to go too crazy with this power, but please, no wrecking the city or doing anything that might cause gamewide issues without checking in with us first. Also, like any plot, feel free to have your pups sit out or be completely oblivious to the chaos. Assume that Torchwood and the like are keeping it out of the papers. ;) Have fun!)

Date: 2017-05-07 12:33 am (UTC)
yves: (side view)
From: [personal profile] yves
He'd felt the portal in his basement open, even from several blocks away. Yves was sensitive like that, at least when it came to his home. What he couldn't sense, however, was anyone nearby who could have opened it- Which was, honestly, a tad concerning.

If no one here had opened it, that meant either some idiot had opened several portals at once somewhere else- Or, worse, someone on the other side had opened it.

Scowling, Yves had set off back to his home, stalking down the sidewalk- and then stopping abruptly in the street.

Across the way he could see a faint shimmer in the air- Something most mortals wouldn't pick up on, but anyone with a nose for magic would spot instantly. It was like a glimmer of sunlight dancing across the clearest pool of water, but it was gone in an instant. Another portal, to another place. A portal he'd never noticed or felt before. A sweet scent drifted from it, cloying almost, and the fae's frown relaxed slightly as interest won out over annoyance and he made his way closer. Reaching out, he could feel the portal had shut, but a glance at his feet showed a faint trail of something almost like water and footprints.

"Well, that's probably not good," he muttered.

Date: 2017-05-07 12:43 am (UTC)
pecked_by_birds: (far too close)
From: [personal profile] pecked_by_birds
If you knew where to look, and Prometheus very much did, you'd find portals all over London. Portals to different times, different worlds... All tightly sealed, all hidden carefully. After all, portals were dangerous things, and thankfully hard to craft. Sure, some occurred naturally, but most were created by people with a need- Clever people, usually. The sort of people who had the sense to put them in safe and secret places- And to seal them up with pretty little magic locks.

But any portal could be opened if you tried hard enough- And if you were dumb enough, you could open several at once with brute force. ...But oh, you'd have to be so very stupid to do such a thing. A proper moron.

So when Prometheus had found the portal behind his shop wide open and pulsing, he'd known exactly which moron was to blame.

"Epimetheus," he growled. "That stupid, arrogant little... twat."

A very plump looking octopus wearing a tophat and tails began to slink through, and Prometheus towered over him, practically snarling as he spoke.

"Absolutely not. No. GO. HOME," he growled, causing the cephalopod's tentacles to curl, and a tiny bit of ink to escape, as it shuffled back to where it had come from. The titan was not in the mood for whatever nonsense might be lurking on the other side. Not now, not when his twin was out there making yet another mess.
Edited Date: 2017-05-07 12:44 am (UTC)

Date: 2017-05-07 01:02 am (UTC)
hollow_moon: (skyward)
From: [personal profile] hollow_moon
Torchwood, honestly, was just full of weird things. There were shelves and shelves of it, and while Valentine did like bringing them out of storage to Jack's desk, eager to hear the other man's stories of where they'd come from and his personal experiences- Sometimes he just liked to wander and look things up in the archive himself. Val could spend hours down there, poking through boxes, reading case files. It was heaven to him, honestly. So much knowledge, so much of the unknown... It was a wet dream come true.

That morning Val had gone deep, letting himself get a bit lost in storage as he poked through various items, until he'd found something interesting that he'd just had to try. Sure, they weren't supposed to take anything out of the building but... He knew what he was doing, right?

Down an empty alley, Val stood with a device that was marked as 'unknown' in its file- But Val had recognized a few of the glyphs on the side right away. They were all time related magics, and to the best of his knowledge, it seemed the device could help locate cracks in time- Maybe even amplify them. It was exactly the sort of thing that might help Jack with his current personal project, and any other day would have been the perfect thing to work on. However, with so many portals open at once, many to other places in time, it seemed to be going a bit mad as Val tried to follow its signal.

"Come on," he said softly, tapping the little box on the side and watching the blinking light. "All I want to see is a little crack, just proof you work," he muttered, oblivious to the portal that had opened right behind him, and the very frightening man who'd stepped through it. His face was creased with age and caked with dirt, and he appeared to be wearing heavy shackles on his wrists.

Val heard the soft clink of chains, and caught whiff of the man's stench- But it was a beat too late. The heavy chain was around his throat, and though he fought and snarled, Valentine couldn't quite break away.

Date: 2017-05-07 05:20 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] harrowgate
The portal opened like an aperture, or a flower, unfolding around Felix on a small stripe of grass and flowering bushes between two busy streets. He had paused only long enough to glance at his phone due to a startling number of buzzes and alert sounds it had decided to unleash all at once. With his head angled down, he didn't see the portal open between one step and the next, and by the time his magic lurched in his blood and showed him he was somewhere else, it was too late.

The slip of urban green-space unfolded into a broad forest, blue-green and dim, sunlight filtering through the trees and scattering across the forest floor. The leafy canopy parted in a remarkably straight line, trees cleared to make way for the long, silent wood-and-metal rails of a train track lain directly through the otherwise quiet woods.

Felix's phone had gone dark, and he dropped it back into his pocket, whirling around the way he came. Someone else stood there, but before Felix could open his mouth to demand answers, a sound split the sylvan quiet.

Something low, something deep, something like a rockslide and something like the turn of a key twenty times larger than a man. Also, it was ticking.

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