RP — Chaos at the Rollercoaster
The coaster is loaded. Bars lock down with a metallic clank. People are laughing, shouting, joking.
Then Wendy starts trembling.
“No, no—something’s WRONG—” Her voice cracks. She tries to pull her harness up. “We’re gonna DIE! It’s gonna crash! I SAW it!”
The operators freeze. The line stops. People groan and curse, but Wendy is shaking so hard she almost unbuckles herself.
Kevin tries calming her but she pushes past him, stumbling off the cart, clutching her head, crying hysterically. “Everyone GET OUT! You don’t understand—”
Her panic spirals into the whole loading area. Voices rise, confusion spreads, some people start yelling at her to shut up.
You unclick your harness slowly, standing to see what’s happening.
And then—
As you start to step out, a guy behind you shoves forward, angry.
“Move, psycho girl’s wasting time—”
His arm swings out to push past you—
—and it smacks you across the face, HARD.
Your head snaps sideways. Gasps explode through the loading platform.
Before anyone else reacts, Ian rips his harness open so fast the metal screeches.
“HEY!”
He’s out of the cart in seconds, boots slamming onto the platform.
“You just HIT her?!” His voice is deep, furious.
The guy raises his hands defensively, “It was an accident, man, calm—”
Ian doesn’t calm.
He grabs the guy by the collar and SLAMS him into the side railing. The metal rattles loud enough to echo.
A couple dudes behind the guy start yelling, pushing forward.
“Get off him!” “She’s fine, chill out!” “Back up, emo freak!”
Someone shoves Ian from behind.
And that’s it.
Ian spins and swings. His fist connects with someone’s jaw, sending the guy stumbling.
Two more dudes jump in. One grabs Ian’s arm, another tries to shove him down.
Ian is feral.
“Don’t TOUCH me!” He throws an elbow into one chest, shoves another guy off his back, eyes wild, jaw clenched with pure rage.
He lunges back toward the first guy — the one who hit you — grabbing him again, trying to drag him down onto the platform.
Kevin yells, “IAN! Stop—!”
But the crowd is too loud now. A full brawl breaks out. People shouting, some trying to break it up, others jumping in just because it’s chaos.
Ian is in the center of it, swinging, shoving, refusing to back down.
Every time someone tries pulling him away, he snarls:
“He HIT her! You think I’m gonna let that go?!”
The operator is frantically calling for security. Wendy is still crying off to the side, shaking uncontrollably.
And Ian— Ian is fighting like the world depends on him getting to that guy