Apr 6, 2025, 03:03 PM
PLANE CRASH EVENT
TONIGHT: 8:00PM BST
TONIGHT: 8:00PM BST
We need multiple roles for this event, mainly firefighters, paramedics, police officers. I encourage creative freedom with this event, if you want to be a news reporter, a victim, fuel station worker, etc. I encourage you fully to do so. If you need anything adjusted or anything special for your role in this event please let me know and I will try my best to accommodate you.
I know its short notice for tonight but I hope to see plenty of you there!
Lore/Story Below;
It was supposed to be an ordinary Thursday in Metro District—cloudless skies, light traffic, and the usual hum of EvoCity life.
But at 1:42 PM, the peace shattered.
A small, white-and-red propeller plane came screaming across the skyline, wobbling like a drunk bird. People on the sidewalks stopped, pointing. Some pulled out phones. Others ran.
Inside the cockpit, pilot Marcus Lane fought the controls with white-knuckled fists. The engine had coughed once, then twice—and then everything went dark. No power. No radio. No altitude. Just falling.
"Mayday! Mayday!" he had shouted into dead static.
Below, the EvoCity Fuel Station sat on Mainstreet, surrounded by parked trucks, full tanks, and a handful of workers finishing their lunch breaks. They never saw it coming.
The plane struck the station with a thunderous crack, like the sky itself had split. Then came the fireball—searing, towering, immediate. A mushroom cloud of smoke spiraled into the air as flames raced across the fuel lines and swallowed everything in their path.
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