#raftermath

“This is irritating,” Nebula hissed under her breath. She shucked off the attachment on her wrist, and threw the twisted, smoking metal to the ground. There was no hope of repairing it. The technology had been piece-meal to begin with, and it had never been designed for so much use. The amount of universes she’d seen over the past month were innumerable -- and none of them had been the one she was seeking. All she wanted was one where the right people were alive and the wrong people were dead. (The prospect of killing her father herself was no longer as tempting as it had once been. She preferred to ignore that possibility altogether.)

“You’re Captain Stacy’s daughter – aren’t you?”

He didn’t know exactly what kind of shitshow had exploded onto the city, but he didn’t care. He was officially out of retirement -- but he wasn’t going out as Hawkeye. He left his new gear in the apartment, with a note telling Kate to help herself. It wasn’t like he could shoot properly with his arm still healing from the bullet wounds. But he hadn’t just trained in archery at the circus.

It had been a long time since he picked up a sword, but when you were trained by the best, even if the best was a real futzing piece of shit, you never forgot. Hunting down these animals was the first time he’d felt okay since Russia. Since he let her go. 

“Hey! You!” Her eyes finally caught someone else, squeaking a bit when the inmate grabbed onto her. “Help!” 

After being imprisoned in the Raft for crimes she wasn’t in control of, Daisy Johnson was pulled out and bent under the will of someone else. Under his influence and in the heat of her own anger, she tore her prison apart, seemingly killing hundreds of prisoners and S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, but even broken apart, a raft is still a raft. It still floats. It still carries passengers, and these passengers were the worst kind.

Like cockroaches, they survived on the different pieces of the Raft that didn’t sink for months. Luckily for them, their cells all opened in the destruction, letting them roam around and find food in the Raft’s split sections as it floated through the seas. There was enough food on the Raft to last for over a year when rationed properly, but criminals are a greedy bunch. Only so many months went by before their food became scarcer, and many of them managed to work together to get the pieces of the Raft to dry land.

The Raft has landed.

Now, they’re here.

On June 1st of 2019, the prisoners of the Raft breached the shores of New York, and set their destruction upon it. Some were angry and just needed to release their rage at their imprisonment. Others had gone insane from their mistreatment. There were some, a few prisoners, who didn’t seek to destroy the city and instead found their opportunity to seek revenge on certain people, redemption for their crimes, or the chance to fall back into the shadows. One group of prisoners even set their sights on destroying another prison: Arkham. Now, the insane prisoners of the Asylum are out along with the powered villains of the Raft, and New York will have Hell to pay.

Starting today, any starters or posts related to this plot drop should be tagged with#raftermath. This plot drop will be ongoing, so take as much time as you need. We will update you when things change. Until then, have fun, stay safe, try not to die, and remember to add all necessary trigger warnings. If you have any questions, feel free to ask us.