At this point, the Moon comes up. The second full moon in a row. Strange goings on on the week of the Mooncake Festival.

Madam Imadam steps out. Oh goodness! Those freaky friends of the werebeasts are attacking the citizens!

What?! The Lord Mayor looks outside hesitantly.

(Ford was consoling Clone!Robin as he says to Revenge...)
"No. No violence..."
(Chey goes over to Ford and Clone!Robin, picks up the tommy gun, and puts it back in her bag, then joins in on the consoling.)

Edited by EeveeGirlChey on Sep 21st 2019 at 11:22:01 AM

Steph is hypnotised by the double-moons in the sky, "Oooh, it's so pretty..."

Zanreo puts her laser weapons away. "Maybe we should try solving this in a different way for once..."

Bob has already grabbed a protester by the throat and started pummeling them in the face.

Edited by Bobthedeadguy on Sep 21st 2019 at 12:35:19 PM

Etrfax looks out.

"Hmmmmm.... Maybe splitting my heart in two wasn't actually such a good idea...."

Joe Roosevelt’s clear hesitance is thrown to the side by his clear shock at the protestor being pummeled. He runs out of the building.

STOP THAT!

As Roosevelt jumps at Bob, the shadow of him in the air morphs, into a large, amorphous shadow, by the time Roosevelt sets feet on the ground, he is staring down Bob from behind the protestor- he has transformed; into a were-elephant.

Put my citizen down right now.

Puma watches the were-elephant with awe.

"Man, I've gotta get more animal forms."

(Chey, Ford, and Clone!Robin turn their heads to look at Roosevelt.)
"Well, looks like we have a hypocrite."

"....Wow. You are quite possibly the least threatening thing I've ever seen."

Bob tosses the protester aside.

"Wonder how much money I could make off your corpse... Sorry, Revenge, I know money is your department."

Revenge shrugs, putting down the citizen that he had slung over his back.

"Whoa...." Etrfax, still watching from the window of the Mayor's Office, looks wide-eyed in wonder and awe at his new form.

Wait a second.... Awe? Wonder? That doesn't sound right.....

On the battlefield, After's Heartless turns. Though told to stop, it has now been infected with the fury of the battle. Spotting the massive were-elephant, the Heartless instantly recognizes it as the biggest threat.

The Heartless lunges at the Mayor, four claws outstretched, its wings fluttering with an unearthly buzzing noise.

Roosevelt swats the Heartless away with his trunk into an antique shop.

Madam Imadam looks on. We elected a werebeast as mayor?

Yes. Traumatizing circus experience. I thought that it would be fine, but after those horrible were-creature statistics you showed me, I had to do something about it!

Well now I feel bad for getting fraudulent statistics!

Nevermind that. I need to deal with these people... werecreature or not, they’re fighting our citizens!

Imadam looks conflicted, as do many of the citizens present.

"I knew they were fraudulent!" Etrfax exclaims from the office tower. He pulls the window wide open and points accusingly at Imadam.

"YOU! You're a fraud!!!"

Riku moves to take on the Heartless, but gets caught up in Purple Hermit.

Revenge simply shakes his head.

"Geez Louise, what did I get myself into?"

"So... Finally, a guy who I won't feel as bad about hurting."

Just then, Sir Logos Supervelt Price II arrives on the scene. Without wasting a moment, he brutally tears the enemy to pieces, freeing his people once and for all.

The enemy, of course, being a vacation brochure that the wind blew into his face.

Well that’s just indecent of you!

Listen here you all! You palookas think you can wander into my town, start a conflict, beat my citizens, and slander my vice mayor! As far as I’m concerned, werecreatures were never the issue! All for just leaving this were-conflict behind us?

A random citizen inquires, “Would we get to shift the blame to these new people, and exile them?”

Yes.

The citizens of Tropesburg all raise their hands, including Zachariah and Posette.

Edited by TacoBadger on Sep 21st 2019 at 12:07:14 PM

"..."

A small explosion happens, and Bob disappears.

Sir Logos Supervelt Price II raises his hand to give his support to the banning of warehouses.

Edited by TropesForever on Sep 22nd 2019 at 3:10:40 AM

"Well..... That works for me. Yall ready to go, fam?"

Junior climbs out from under the pile of doors, which she’d crawled into When trouble commenced.

I’m ready to go! This whole revolution thing wasn’t romantic at all, if I’m being honest. We should probably pick up my dad and the others at the jail, though.

Jail

Tropes, several werebeasts, the cardboard receptionist, and possibly Taco, Leaf, Cayenne, and/or Playing's corpse are playing cards in a random opened jail cell.

"You know, this place is cleaner than our apartment."

Taco, flipping through a magazine, mentions, “And just about as spacious. Wait, were we supposed to be doing something?”

Edited by TacoBadger on Sep 21st 2019 at 12:17:26 PM

"Eh, the others will probably have it sorted out."