AUGUST EVENT - UNICORN STAMPEDE

[central_librarymods]

Welcome to the Wild West! The year is 1881 in a hot, desolate corner of the Arizona Territory. Soon it will become the site of one of the most infamous gunfights in history. But today, it’s not the Cowboys or the Earps that have the town buzzing with gossip. It’s the strange events that happened this morning.

Thanks to the Head Librarian’s efforts, the unicorns that invaded Tombstone seem like nothing more than herd of wild horses that have stampeded through town and decided to graze nearby. For some, this is merely a curiosity that adds to the local chatter but other see it as a moneymaking opportunity. Those pretty, white horses don’t seem to belong to any of the locals and even if they did, there’s a few horse thieves in town that will be tempted by the herd outside of town.

Your team will enter through the blue white portal and step out into the desert mining town of Tombstone. It is rough, wild place with few rules. There’s a feud brewing between the law and the Cowboys but these events cannot be changed without altering the history of many worlds. Although patrons can interact with the citizens of Tombstone, they must be careful. Strangers and drifters are expected in town but behavior that is beyond what is expected of normal might find themselves facing an angry mob or locked up in the local jail.

Although some might be tempted to meet Wyatt Earp and friends, and may see the famous lawmen, the Librarians discourage the kind of interactions that could lead to prison time.

Find the unicorns and bring them back while ensuring that the locals don’t notice anything unusual in town. Remember that the creatures are intelligent and wary of those who are not pure. Not all of our patrons may be seen as friendly by the ‘horses’. Do not hurt them or be offended it they seem to object to your life choices. Make sure that none of Tombstone’s citizens keeps any of the wild horses and make sure that no one learns of what will happen at the OK Corral.

 

 

[OOC: This is for Team: Unicorn Stampede only. You will play out rounding up the unicorns, and returning them home. This is ONLY for team work and getting things done. If you have questions, you can call for Bob the Skull or The Cat to help you. Bob will be running communications. Once you finish the event (or at the same time if you will), patrons may use this time to use portals to enter Tombstone, go shopping, or interact with the locals as long as they do not upset the events that are destined to occur. But not in the team log.]

 

Update!  To help the event conclude, options are being provided to help organize the groups.  These can be tagged meme style to help give more structure to the tasks.  Current threads can be completed and new ones started. 

Options

1.   Distracting the locals - This could be keeping any curious residents from noticing anything strange about the 'wild horses' or it could be keeping any potential horse thieves from stealing a pretty pony or two.

2.  Bait! or Unicorn Roundup - Remember that unicorns are picky about who they want to befriend.  They may not like some people in the group.  This could be hinder the roundup or be used to help get the unicorns back home.

3.  Safety First! - The unicorns might not be as tranquil as expected.  That means that there is a possibility of injury to a patron or one of the residents of Tombstone.  Please make sure that no one important gets injured and history is rewritten!

Comments

[overcomebywinter]

He's done it before, and adapted well enough. He might not remember the mission but muscle memory was one hell of a thing. Besides, he picked things up fast. He was sure the man would also, if he took someones horse for a ride.

"Your spangles are loud and are in no way comfortable." he said with no emotion, just leaning on the horn of the saddle and watching the man and the horned beasts. "That shield is a big target, so is the suit." At least in black he can hide better. This is logic, Rogers.

the horses were so friendly to Steve. It was interesting. So far he himself just scared everything away by existing. And he wasn't 'well' dressed as the clothing was 'old' looking, but he and the rest of them were all a bit better looking them the poor around here. Someone called him a city slicker at one point.

"Close enough." To looking like a bandit. H let the horse he was riding step closer to Rogers and the unicorns, but kept trying to tug him back, so not to scare them. "You have a friendly face. Black wouldn't work for you. The horses ruin the image too. You have them here. Why not lead them to the exit."

[likeagerbil]

Draping an arm over the back of one of the unicorns, he gave Bucky the grin that always drove his friend crazy. The 'yes I'm going to do something stupid and no you're not going to stop me' one that usually got Steve swatted. "You sure? Things didn't go well for me when I quit wearing the red, white, and blue."

That was an understatement but Steve wasn't going to bring up being Bucky's target or HYDRA. "The shield is an antique. One of a kind." And one of the few things he had left of the past. Even if it was a target, he wasn't going to put it aside.

"There goes all my hopes of being a ninja." Shrugging, Steve moved away from the unicorn. Or tried to. It followed him like an eager puppy. So did a few others. That could be helpful if some of them didn't decide they wanted to stay in Arizona. "I was waiting for someone to keep them from trying to wander away while I led them back."

[overcomebywinter]

He didn't react too visibly to the look on the mans face, but there was a twitch of his head, just a bit to the side, and one eye squinted just a smidge, as if his brain just was hit with something and he wasn't sure what it was. Reaching his gloved metal hand up he used it to shift the beaten black hat just a bit lower on his forehead. This man and his damn... everything. Memories and things. "Do things go well for you ever?"

As Rogers started to move away from the unicorns and they moved with him, Bucky shifted in the saddle, making his horse move, slowly, along with them, though he kept the distance still. "The shields wielder seems to be a one of a kind antique as well." That... that was said with a bit more of the old Bucky tone. A bit of hidden snark. The Asset looked away in mild annoyance at himself, fidgeting with the hat again and frowning.

He glanced away, looking around the flats for the black unicorn he'd ran into before. He'd gotten this horse while helping the black one. He hadn't seen another like it and wondered if someone got it or if it was else where. He glanced back to Rogers, brow raising.

"Might be smarter to get another... pure... human to help you. If I get too close they might freak out and take off your head." Or shove a horn through someone. Notice how he's sticking around anyhow. Willing to help.