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cordibus ([personal profile] cordibus) wrote in [community profile] tornheart2017-07-12 12:45 am

AWAKENING

Who: Everyone
When: Midnight, July 7th
Where: Green Valley School
What: It is time

THE CURTAIN FALLS

Earlier that day, the Navigators' message echo in the minds of Awakened and soon-to-be-Awakened alike.They are being hunted and they need to come together if they are to survive. They must get to the school at all costs...

Perhaps some might think back to horror movies, but for those who chose not to follow the warnings, a feeling of dread will begin to overtake them as the sun goes down until finally they hear an echoing annoyed sigh inside their head.

Seriously, this is not the time to kid around! You want others around you to die? Get going!

If they still chose not to go, they'll quickly find that their muscles are forced to act on their own and they make their way to the school as well with only an hour to spare. The target, a corridor in a wing of the school, is one of many and mostly empty at this time of year. Only a few people move between groups, casting a few confused whispers but ignoring them for the most part.

The phone's countdown continues to tick until the next day. It appears that Luci is still working on getting the network free of whatever is causing this problem for them in the first place, so all they have is the ability to speak to each other telepathically with the help of the Navigators...but perhaps they won't realize that the Navigators can hear everything that they think...and sometimes some thoughts might just leak out...

Whatever's causing this, they'll quickly realize once night falls that we're here. You guys better be prepared...this is it, lambs. Live free or die hard."

It's going to be a long hour inside the corridor.

THE SHADOWS RISE

At exactly 24 hours left to spare on their phone's countdown, all of the lights in the school go out. Anyone who is not Awakened becomes stone statues, unmoving, while the area around them begins to shift and change. The windows shrink to sizes impossible for a human to pass through, cracking as dark mist fills the area around them.

If they walk into the mist, they'll quickly find that they reappear at the end of the corridor, essentially stuck in a loop in a particular area of the school.

They move fast. Looks like they've already trapped you in here...

There’s a terrifying sound of scuttling feet, of a thousand legs moving in the corridors, in the pipes, in the walls and in the ground, as the tiles part like water before they rise above it. In this state, the world doesn't seem to play by the rules, and without the application to give them data, it's impossible to see what's going on...at least until the Shadows reveal themselves.

They look like giant rats, nearly half the size of a full grown human, they are unlike anything they fought before.

I ̧s͢ee ͡you. ̡Í ͢see ̢y͞ơu̕ a̧l̛l̷...̢h̡eh ̵he͞h͠ H͘AHA҉H̨AHA̵HAHA!̨

As their eyes glow in the dark, mist pours from their bodies constantly, causing the area around them to shift and move . The wallpaper begins to move, the portraits on the walls become corpses, and the lockers begin to grow metal teeth, attempting to pull them inside. The ceiling rises until it's impossible to see. If they are pulled in, they will find themselves thrown out in another part of the corridor, from the ceiling to the ground, or out of a portrait into the other wall - anything to give them significant damage. The school is like a giant, living entity that wants them to die...

Awakened will find themselves in their changed clothes, their magical skills and Persona at their fingertips once more.

However, the Shadows’ targets seem to be the Navigators first...Awakened or not, it does not seem to matter. The Shadows will not ignore Combatants should they chose to fight them, but the rats move towards the Navigators and school's lockers will try to grab them to keep them inside. It seems whatever is after them wishes to destroy the only advantage the group has in battle.

When the Shadows speak, they echo together.

W͏h̸y fi̶gh̵t̸?̴ ͡I͢gno͟r̵ąnce͏ i͠s͢ b̷lis̨s.̷.͞.͝so͏o̶n ̶de̢at͝h w͘ill͝ e̶n͏ve͞l͏ope̕ ̶you͘.̸ Do̡ņ'̕t ͘str̵u̢ģg̨l҉e̡.

And the Combatants will soon learn how difficult it is to fight these pests.

[OOC: For this prompt, the Awakened will have access to their skills, and the Unawakened will need to be helped out. Additional notes can be found in the OOC part below]
AWAKENING

Even the Awakened can't continue this fight alone. They've already had many of their numbers disappear lately...they need reinforcements. With the Shadows giving them so much trouble, help is needed.

And so, a voice echoes inside the Combatants. Their hearts begin to glow, and the rats hiss backwards from the light. A voice will echo inside of their head...

The time is now. I am thou, thou art I! Your mind is trapped, but I can set your soul free! My other self, will you die, or fight back?

Accept me for who I am! Forge this contract by letting go of your fears! Revolt against this world, and TEAR OUT YOUR HEART!


The Navigators, on the other hand...their inner voice is softer. There is knowledge, and they'll need to stay calm if they are to control this chaotic battlefield.

The time is now. I am thou, thou art I! Your mind is trapped, but I can set your soul free! My other self, your soul already knows part the truth.

My other self, shall we show them what it means to cross us? Let us finish forging this contract by letting go of your fears! Revolt against this world, and TEAR OUT YOUR HEART!


The shadow rats scream together in anger.

No! NO NO NO NO ! You're not supposed to Awaken! Stay asleep! You aren't
supposed to awaken! STOP IT! STOP THEM! K̢I͏L͡L!͜ CR̨US̡H҉! ͘D͘ESTR̛OY͘!

The beasts' forms become more chaotic - additional legs on some rats, larger heads and tails on others, gigantic teeth on some, and they begin to match the pattern of the corridor - there's no guessing at what they can do.

Good thing you've got a few of you who can help out with that…

You've only got one shot at this! If you get it angry enough, it will show us its true form instead of this vermin bullshit!

Luci doesn't sound happy.

OOC
Everyone is able to speak to each together thanks to the Navigator's telepathic abilities (but always keep in mind that any Navigator can hear you even if you try to speak to just someone else).

For now, characters can only use single spells. The boss battle will unlock the teaming up skills.

The lockers that grab a character will throw them out as mentioned in the prompts and will additionally deal DARK damage and may confuse users, causing them to see other users as the enemy. They will need to be healed by any of the dispell spells to cure them.

The Rat Shadows only have 1 HP and attack with physical spells which can poison about 1/4 times (or more if you want to poison your character), HOWEVER they will be constantly going from Fire, Ice, Wind, Electrical, Nuclear, Psy, Dark, Light, Physical and Gun in that order, and switch constantly as to not be hit.

Only Navigators will know when the time to hit them is correct for your character, so make sure to aid them as much as possible! Navigators have also been given additional data regarding how the Shadow rats move and what spells can cause one hit-Kos or what spells can be used against them, so when it doubt, tag it out and see if it hits! There are over a thousand of them, and, as mentioned in the prompts, the school itself is also alive, so feel free to make this as terrifying for your characters as you wish.

An OOC PLANNING POST can be used to ask questions or to form teams.



hachitaro: (oof!)

[personal profile] hachitaro 2017-07-12 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
A [journey]

He's trying to get to the school, trying to get there, but his brain is still full of... everything. None of this seems true. Everything still feels like it's made up. He can barely tell what's real anymore. He does his best, walking past stores and parked cars and trying to make sure that cameras don't catch him. The last thing he needs right now is a cop.

Still, he looks dazed as he's walking, like he's half awake. He keeps almost stumbling, but he has to keep moving. Has to get there, even if it feels like the ground should be way closer.

B [waiting]

Right. He's here at the school, surrounded by... people he doesn't know, mostly. Are they all here for the same reason? He tries to smile, but his face just isn't feeling it. He sits down on the floor, tugging his knees into his chest. He feels sick. He feels wrong. Nothing is right. Nothing makes sense. He lets out a strangled growl and puts his head in his hands.

After a bit, he gets up and pulls some things out of his bag. He's got some rope - don't ask why - so he strings it across the corridor and ties it to whatever he can find. Hopefully it'll slow someone down if they're coming.

C [fight]

Good thing he's brought his CT gun. He's only got so much ammo in the bag, so he's trying to conserve it - but these rats or... whatever they are... keep coming. And they keep coming for him, and he feels weak and small and he hates this, and one of them latched onto his pants before, and none of this makes sense and he wants to go home and he's so tired. He's not sure what to do, but they keep backing him into corners, and he just wants everything to stop.

D [awaken]

He hears the voice. He hears it ringing in his ears, in his bones, and he drops his CT gun, hands shaking. He presses them to his head and listens, tries to understand what it's saying.

"The time is now. I am thou, thou art I! Your soul already knows part the truth. My other self, shall we show them what it means to cross us? Let us finish forging this contract by letting go of your fears! Revolt against this world, and TEAR OUT YOUR HEART!"

He knows. He has to. He has to. He reaches inside himself (impossible, this isn't real, this doesn't work) and pulls.

And then there's a roar in his ears, and he's not sure, and there's something in his hands and everything is getting bigger and suddenly the roaring stops, and he's on all fours, and he pushes himself up and he stares. He's back. He's back, even if something's wrong with his illusions and it's not working, but he's back in his foot and a half tall tanuki body... though he's wearing a suit. And there's something in front of him, a person who keeps flowing between forms - man, woman, child, elder...

But he can see things, and he can hear things, and he climbs up onto the creature's shoulder. It keeps shifting, but strangely it never seems to throw him off, and his mental voice rings out through the hallway.

Stick in groups! Don't let them get on your back! Anyone who's injured, get in the middle of a group until someone can help you!
Edited 2017-07-12 05:54 (UTC)
blackdogdown: (yandere smile)

[personal profile] blackdogdown 2017-07-12 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
A. Curtain Call

[In the middle of the chaos of the schoolyard, Guts suddenly snaps back into awareness. There's a distinct feeling of lost time, like one of his old surgeries and he bends over, groaning at a migraine. Where is he...where...the message...he'd been driving up into the woods. ]

Fuck. [And then, again.] Fuck. What am I doing here.

[Then, with dawning horror so loud even Combatants could hear. ] What the fuck happened to my fucking car.

B. Act 1

[Whatever Guts had been doing before, the moment Luci's voiced chimed and the hall changed, he acted, hand reaching to a giant sword that hadn't been there just a moment before. With a heft of his shoulders he swung the thing down, staring at the giant rat apostles beasts that snarl and chatter from the other end of the hall.

Its stupid, its dangerous, he didn't want to get wrapped up in this fight again, but its so stupidly nostalgic he feels a maniac grin tugging at his face.

He glances back at those around him, nodding a head at the vermin approaching.
]

Hey! Form up! Don't let these bastards separate you from the group!
Edited 2017-07-12 05:39 (UTC)
kokuyoyo: <user name="tigerparty"> (I woke up with a yoyo in my)

Chikusa Kakimoto - ota

[personal profile] kokuyoyo 2017-07-12 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
A - Fetch Quest, Pre-Shitshow

[After a certain telepathic message...]

[For those characters who live at the school apartments, they'll find Chikusa striding swiftly through the apartments- shoulders hunched but long legs carrying him quickly through. His giveaway sheep charm is attached firmly to his pants belt loop, shiny Navigator symbol on its ribbon catching the light.]


B - Fetched, Pre-Shitshow, Newbies Only

[KNOCK KNOCK, GUESS WHO'S HERE]

[Or, well. Maybe, if any unAwakened characters are waiting helpfully outside of their houses or apartments or whatever, any knocking won't be necessary as Chikusa shuffles his way along. But he really doesn't have the patience for any nonsense. So help him if you're not going to be cooperative...]


C - Shitshow Start

[Chikusa doesn't even give a deadpan swear when the lights go out. Instead, in the enroaching darkness, there's only...]

[Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh.]


How annoying...

[And then, almost flawlessly, his voice shifts from reality to telepathy as the scratching of tiny clawed feet fills the walls, the floors, the dark corners of the classrooms and hallways that have been left empty.]

It's probably trying to intimidate the ones of the second round.

[That's you, newbies.]

[The same newbies which, if they can tear their eyes away the horrific sights of creatures unnaturally squeezing themselves through the cracks in doors and glaring at them with brilliant glowing eyes, might be a bit surprised at what they see "Ciro Bonavida"- Chikusa Kakimoto- do next. Calmly, apathetically, he presses his fingers into his chest, deeper and deeper, until he suddenly wrenches them out, something pulsing in his grip- ]

[And his clothes shift from simple everyday wear to a long black-and-white patterned coat in harsh lines, done up to completely cover his throat. In the hand which was in his chest just a moment ago? The head of a trident, lacking the staff. In his other hand, a long white crossbow.]

[And from his shadow...]

[An enormous- monstrous- snake pulls out from it, taking Chikusa's shadow with it until he very clearly doesn't have one even in this dark place. It coils around him, head following where he looks as if they're one.]


Group together. Immediately.

D - Navigator Shitshow

[Hey, don't worry about the crossbow bolt suddenly whizzing dangerously close by your person, it's fine.]

[Seriously. It's fine. Because Chikusa is aiming at any locker that looks like it's close to dragging anyone in, crossbow peeking over the coils of Astaroth.]


....They're aiming for Navigators. Have you noticed?

[If you're a Navigator he just saved from locker hell, well, congratulations, this is relevant to you. If you're a Combatant, well... This probably seems pretty dismissive of what just happened to you, but it's fine.]

[Of course, this is a telepathic link. Anyone can respond to it.]


E - Wildcard

[Go wild, Chikusa is available for just about everything in this clusterfuck, and can find people anywhere. It's just almost 11 pm over here and I can only write so much before it gets overwhelming, lmao. If you have an idea that isn't a prompt, hit me up in a PM or over on plurk.]
megacurious: (Surprised)

B

[personal profile] megacurious 2017-07-12 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
[Just as he tries to stay in his apartment trying to ignore what was happening outside, he hears a knock on his door and to his surprise, sees Ciro in front of him.]

C-Ciro! What in the world are you doing outside?! Do you realize that it's curfew night?
connivingbird: (empty skull)

d

[personal profile] connivingbird 2017-07-12 06:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ Really. He had noticed the locker already but he wasn't about to shoot the thing when it wasn't that necessary. The long ghostly feathers shifting around him were spreading open, the peacock eyes glowing as they move. a few moments later several small discs shot off into the swarming rats. ]

What is the first thing that you do when you're fighting a small army with a huge advantage? You eliminate that advantage.

[ It was clear that Navigators were different. They were smaller in numbers and they also had several abilities that was needed to shift their fighters to better positions. And who can't say that the telepathy was useless? In battle, it gets far too loud to use one's voice after all. ]

Do you have a plan?
Edited 2017-07-12 06:24 (UTC)
beastfang: (Scar)

[personal profile] beastfang 2017-07-12 07:58 am (UTC)(link)
There are things I have done [A]
The fact it was a mere day away from another potential fight had already had Genda ill at ease. Medical supplies had been arranged and rearranged in the large and sturdy rucksack he had saved up for. Bandages, painkillers, compresses, materials for various splints, even medical grade thread he had gotten from his father who had taken the request as his son wanting to learn more in depth first aid and had taken a few hours before another shift at the hospital to teach him on a hastily created doll the best way to stitch various wounds. All of it packed to quickly be scanned and taken as needed along with those odd blankets used for shock and hypothermia paramedics used, a token from his mother who had seen the kit and thought it was being made for a hiking trip with friends.

However when Kidou was suddenly in his head, urging everyone to the school. A day earlier then what was supposed to be, had him cataloging every item of use and prioritizing what was and wasn't feasible to bring. Even as in after thought one of the small sheep he had been making in bulk since that day Luci had posted that audio clip onto the zipper of the bag. The dark green ribbon with the bright red combatant symbol openly displayed for openly instead of tucked away from possibly hostile eyes.

It was likely the only thing really odd to see as people moved about to finish what they needed to do before curfew hit. As Genda had came back in his uniform, the blue of it and the green tie marking him as a third year in the lower cycle and likely running to finish one project or another assigned as a summer assignment. Though he's walking with a purpose one may notice him looking around as if trying to find someone or someplace.

There's a place I have gone [B]
His bag was stashed in one of the rooms connected to the corridor they seemed to have been herded to. If this ended up being like last time it would hopefully still be there once everything was said and done. It was better odds then trying to keep track of and in one piece if things became hectic while carrying it.

Instead he's placed himself against a wall between a classroom door and a storage closet. Giving him a much better view of both ends of the hall as well as close to the 'middle' of the area in order to watch those moving by. Looking for anyone familiar, his phone is out and the countdown is easily visible to those that may look down at it. If they're not first distracted by the simple sword charm connected to it that looks oddly like the same sword used in the combatant symbol. There's a heavy frown on his face as he stares at the numbers ticking away.

"The timing is off."

There's a beast and I let it run [C]
The sudden lack of light only causes him to tense and listen intently for a moment before the skittering suddenly registers and he's moving. Hand already moving towards his chest even as part of him flinches at what is about to happen. It hurts just as much as it had before, but he had expected it this time so there's only clenched teeth and tense frame to show as his fingers are suddenly inside his chest and pulling something out before his outfit changes. Gone is the Green Valley uniform and in its place is a pitch black military like uniform with blood red piping and rust colored braiding and in that same rusty almost blood like color is a symbol stitched right over the place his hand had been in a moment before. In his hand is a beating heart for a few moments before it fades as metal gauntlets clad his hands.

It isn't long before he's weaving carefully through the hall. His persona gliding out of his shadow to claw at reaching lockers, or to spit fire at the many rats circling others. Mostly though the mish mash of big cat and reptile is flaring those wings out before as a healing spell or a purifying spell is cast on those that need it or as directed by a navigator that has clued in on his abilities by this point. Again he's taking more hits then likely necessary as he moves to intercept a lunge of a rat, or get in the way of grasping metal. Even using his armored hands and forearms more like shields then weapons as he blocks attacks more often then actually attacking back. Sometimes this causes him to be thrown from a locker to somewhere else harshly by stepping in front but not being able to stop a locker from pulling him in instead of the original target.

This behavior is likely what catches the attention of those with more experience in regards to battle, or perhaps you were someone he took a hit for.

Now it's running my way [D]

Once it became clear which two sets of people were being targeted, Genda is less focused on slotting into helping whoever is near him and is more intent on finding one of two people. Kidou is a navigator and while Sakuma is likely already there fighting right along side Kidou, that means Sakuma's attention is divided too much. Their backs are meant to be watched by him so that Sakuma and Kidou can focus on other aspects. There's also another he desperately searches for as he moves. Every flash of white having him focus on that person for a few moments to see if it's the one he's looking for. Fubuki was new, likely either not having awakened yet, or reeling from doing so. He was the higher priority in regards to finding. Even if he wants to just zero in on where Kidou is first, but that isn't what he needs to do. In this place Fubuki was now team and needed to be brought to the others if he wasn't there already. So they could help one another. It's a sudden and sharp focus, making it hard for anyone to get his attention unless it's really dire or they manage to get in his way long enough for him to finally acknowledge you.


Wildcard

((Hit me up if you have a prompt that doesn't fit any of these here. You can pm me or get me on discord [pinkparasol#4080] or plurk (pinkparasol) if you want to run an idea by real quick. I also have a plotting top level as well. Also prose or brackets are up to you. I'll follow what you want.))
megacurious: (Horrified)

Augustine Sycamore | OTA

[personal profile] megacurious 2017-07-12 09:06 am (UTC)(link)
I. The Curtain Falls

[Armand is completely conflicted at this. As he heard that mysterious voice inside his head, his first reaction is to ignore it as he doesn't want to be a part of what is happening. It's not only that he doesn't believe all of this, but he fears at whatever is trying to call him might lead him to trouble as it is still curfew hours. Right now, he is still back in his apartment trying to stay there for the whole night.

Well, he was trying to until thanks to a certain student dragging him out instead. But once he learns about his situation, he will slowly realize that if he and the other Apple.NET users are involved in this, then that means his nephew might be in trouble.

With that, he may finally find the reason to go as he finally recover his control of his legs as he quickly heads over to school.]


II. Escaping the Shadows

[Once he sees the whole school change right in front of him, Armand just stares at the changes and the emerging Shadow right in front of him. The rat monsters, the lockers, the whole hallway... He can't just believe all of this anymore.

Unfortunately, he realizes that this is no time to stare as he sees the rats seemingly notices him and quickly rushes in to attack him. Still horrified, Armand quickly runs the other way to escape the rats. Besides, he has no choice as his only 'weapon' he has right now is a taser (mostly for avoiding his would-be murderers) and using it might only stun them for a few seconds.]


No, no, no, nononono...

This can't be happening... This can't be happening!

[More importantly, he wonders where Morty is as he fears for his safety.]

III. (a) Awakening

[Eventually, he finds himself cornered by some rat Shadows. And with his taser completely useless after using it twice, he is completely helpless right now. And with his current situation right now, he is aware of his hopeless situation right now. At least, for Morty's sake, he might as well try to be the bait and get this over it.

But just as Armand gives up on his will to survive, his heart begins to glow as it beats to a fast pace. He tries to ignore it, yet he can't help but feel the growing pain around his body. And then, a voice rings out in his head, telling him to fight back or not only he won't see the truth but to never seen his loved ones ever again.

He did try to give up, but once he thinks about it, surrendering his life to these monsters means hurting his loved ones because of him. No, he can't give up now. Not now, not in this dark place like this!]


"The time is now. I am thou, thou art I! Your mind is trapped, but I can set your soul free! My other self, will you die, or fight back?

Accept me for who I am! Forge this contract by letting go of your fears! Revolt against this world, and TEAR OUT YOUR HEART!"


[So all he has to do to survive is to tear it out? Well, he doesn't want to die now. Not here, not now! And without questioning this, he reaches out into himself and pulls his heart out as he screams in pain.

Just as he feels that his vitals has stopped, a bright light quickly envelops him as his clothes melt into the fire. And as his outfit changes, he slowly starts to remember everything. His real name, his real home, his Pokemon knowledge, and his real memories. Why didn't he forget them? No, how did he got here in the first place?

Unfortunately, he has no time to question all of this as he notices his new blue and black outfit has changed to something similar to his usual lab outfit, except it has blue waistcoat, black shoes, long black gloves with pale yellow tips located each of his fingers, and a bracer with a U-shaped symbol in front of them. But one thing that surprises him is the transformed shadow behind him. A looming masked figure floating behind him wielding a staff, which his appearance looks very similar to a certain Life Pokemon.]


III. Awakening (The Fight)

[Once he gets his bearings back together, he knows standing on the sidelines won't help him answer his questions. In fact, his first move is to try to use his newfound weapons to the test in order to aid the others from stopping the Shadows. Unfortunately, as he always commands his Pokemon to fight as a trainer, he is not exactly the type to learn how to use a sword and a bow and arrow overnight. Because of this, most of his melee and ranged attacks tend to miss. At times like this, he may need someone to help him or teach him how to fight.

However, being a trainer and supporter does have it's advantages as he may approach you while dodging the Shadow's attacks.]


Foras, help them out, will you?

[His Persona complied to his request as he tries to use any buffing spell to aid the Combatants on the battlefield.]

WILDCARD

[Professor Sycamore is mostly available during the whole night/battle. So in case you want to do a prompt that is not available above, hit it me up on Discord (RunnerAwaker#5940) or Plurk ([plurk.com profile] RunnerRPAwaker) so we can plan it out. I also have a plotting comment if you want more info.

One more note, I'll try to follow any format (prose or brackets) if I can.]
theserpentsmiles: (Gotta burn it down burn it down)

[personal profile] theserpentsmiles 2017-07-12 09:42 am (UTC)(link)
[A - There's nobody to hear]
Morty's first reaction to the telepathic broadcast was to check his phone. There's still time. They should still have time! His second reaction...is to hide under his bed. When he was younger he'd thought there were monsters there, but he prefers his made-up demons to the nameless, formless enemy that now looms over him.

He skips dinner, tells his parents he feels sick. It isn't actually a lie, either, panic and fear are making knots of his gut. He doesn't move. Not until yet another voice in his head suggests staying here might put his parents in danger. That...he can't let that happen, they're uninvolved in this mess. They shouldn't have to... He considers leaving a note, just...just in case he doesn't come back. He stares at a piece of paper and a pen for a good five, maybe ten minutes, and fails to come up with any words....so he just slips out and closes the door.

Morty hesitates, frozen on the doorstep. But he made up his mind... "Nn... Okay, I'm going..." He tries to walk normally through the dark, empty streets, but every sound, real or made up, makes him jump. Even his own footsteps. But he keeps his feet moving, because if he stops moving forward he'll turn tail and flee, and he won't do that. He won't.

[B - Take you, shake you, make you scream]
The lights flick out, and someone in the group whimpers. This is the last place Morty wants to be - he walked right into a horror movie, and he knows his uncle is probably here somewhere too (if he isn't, is he safe? don't think about that-). The skitter scritch scratch starts, and grows louder, and louder, and Morty backs away from where he thinks it sounds loudest. If he gets his back against something, he'll be safer, right? That's one direction blocked off. They can't get him from behind that way...whatever they are.

His back finds something flat. Metal, it feels like. A locker. Not as solid as he'd like, but it's something. He lets out a sigh of relief. It feels just a little safer.

Until the metal moves behind him, and something feels like teeth that open wide. Something grabs him from behind, the very thing he'd hoped to prevent, and the scream that tears from his mouth cuts off suddenly as he vanishes into the darkness of the locker.

...it picks up again elsewhere in the corridor, falling from the distant ceiling. Look out below!

[C - Should I let you awaken?]
It's too much. It's more than too much. Morty is going to die here.

It's all he can think about. Past the tears and fear is the stone-cold surety that he isn't getting out of here. It's absolute chaos, and there are people fighting too, but he's small and weak and can't even get away from bullies. What makes anyone think he could defend himself from rat monsters?

The voice in his head thinks he can. And there's one core feeling that resonates with him: fight or die. Maybe he can't get out of here alive, but he'll definitely die if he just curls up and waits for the end. He doesn't want to die, and that, more than anything, drives his hands to his chest. And somehow they slip inside and it hurts and his ears fill with the sound of a cardiograph flatlining, and there's something pulsing and warm in his hand, and out it comes.

Oh.

His school uniform evaporates, and in its place blue-and-black leather and shining steel materialize. It's the epitome of edge, but somehow it feels comfortable and right, and dangerous....because he is.

This is a battlefield. It's not his area of expertise, he isn't a warrior, he can't last long in a battle. But there are a lot of fighters. Nagisa is an assassin. If he means to be effective....then it's got to be one at a time. One blow, move on, take them down. Kill, crush, destroy, was it? The corners of his mouth twitch up into a serene, saintly smile. Let them come.

There's a surge of powerful killing intent, and he walks through the hall. The knife fits in his hand perfectly, weight and balance ideal for him specifically, and the edge is honed to an incredible sharpness. The gun is a simple handgun, but comfortable. Both flick out to pick off enemies as he's able. He doesn't have a particular goal - he'll just walk through the hall and take out as many enemies as he can. He doesn't have the ability to hide in this war.

That's fine. He'll just weave and walk.

[Wildcard - It's only you and me and all of your fears]
((Got anything else you want to do? Hit me! Want to plot it out a little first? SilverStilletto on Plurk, or crossfortunes#5626 on Discord!))
megacurious: (Shocked)

C.

[personal profile] megacurious 2017-07-12 10:17 am (UTC)(link)
[As he finally awakens to his true self, the first thing Augustine tries to do is to find Morty around the battlefield. But while he is now aware that he is not his real nephew with his real memories now returned to him, he knows that "Armand" is not the type to abandon him.

Unfortunately, he somehow wakes up a little too late as he sees him being cornered by the Shadows. In fact, seeing him like is enough for him to rush in to help him. But with these many Shadows around him, he tries to slash his way through them.]


Morty! Morty, hang on!

[But just as he can reach him, he quickly freezes in shock at what is happening to his "nephew". In fact, he sees him changing into a different outfit while wielding a newly formed knife and gun. And what's even more shocking is a disturbing smile on his face.]

M-Morty?!
pathfinding: (which mortals must shun)

A - forgive if i'm rusty, i've been off the wagon for a while

[personal profile] pathfinding 2017-07-12 12:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Someone's swearing. But who cares. There's a lot of people swearing in his head right now. He might even be one of them. Don't stare at the glass - it's always just been seeing things in reflections. Or cellphones. Or monitors and tvs or in weird lucid dreams where he dies twenty times - okay no. But there's a louder swear bringing up cars and on instinct (you know exactly where it's coming from) and in the reflection of the window he's not-staring out of, Kris locks eyes with That Guy.

No matter what weird shit he's seen, That Guy was never in them.

So it's real?

It's enough of a shock to make the mistake of coming back to himself, face to face with a reflection. Tired and neurotic, but normal, it's just that shadow just over one shoulder made of nothing but knivesclawsteethEYES

The window is now a casualty. But who cares. He wants to stay backed against this wall, maybe if he tries hard enough he'll disappear into it, except he's already somewhere else, grabbing Whatshisface by the collar and yanking him down to eye level, hand doesn't hurt, ignore it, who is this idiot again, important, mostly important, why is he forgetting the name, been forgetting it all week, calm, stay cal]


What did you do?! [ That's not calm. Fuck. Calm down moron try again. ] I swear to god if this whole thing is a prank of yours I will lose my shit, Gabe. They'll send search parties out and everyone involved will die in that forest you dragged me to and a day will be set aside for the memorial of those who got cannibalized over something so stupid as findin-

[ Stop that. ] Did you check outside?
osakanpride: (Determined; not over yet)

Heiji Hattori | OTA

[personal profile] osakanpride 2017-07-12 04:25 pm (UTC)(link)
{ The Curtain Falls (Closed to Conan) }

Much had happened in the month since the start of the count down. Many fleeting emotions were experienced in this unwanted ride the very day the application installed itself. Now that number finally reached zero, and reality started to slip through their fingers with each passing minute. The strange telepathy that was taking place was hard to ignore, and something was obviously going wrong. Harley couldn't quite place it, and as much as he wanted to remain courageous and stay put, that feeling slipped, too.

Harley's first instinct was to check on Conan. The teen hurried to his room, without bothering to knock Harley grasped the knob and pushed the door open. Because Conan was also a victim of the application, like Ran.

"Conan!"

There wasn't much they could do besides head to the school. At least that's what all signs indicated they do. Hopefully Ran was going to do the same.

{ The Shadows Rise }

Unfortunately it was difficult staying safe once the lights went out. In fact, it was damn near impossible to even remain calm. In the midst of the urgency and panic, Harley had some how separated from Conan when things got dicey. Maybe it was the intentions of the rats all along, or perhaps it just worked out that way. Either way the two weren't together any longer.

He had stumbled upon the gym sometime ago, and luckily was able to claim a baseball bat. It wasn't quite a good weapon of choice, but it was better than nothing. Given that it was wood, it would do far more damage than any of the metal ones as well. Although the gym was wide, and open, a group of rats had spilled in in their search.

"Dammit!"

More! Just when he managed to escape the group earlier. Or was this a different set? Either way they were overly persistent and the unawakened navigator had no way to handle them.

{ Awakening }

It seemed like hope had been chipped away bit by bit the more intense the situation grew. True he was more inclined to act since arriving at the school, but not like this.

The light drove the rats further back, and an awakening took place. For better or for worse (probably for worse), Heiji had come to his senses. Fully. A lot had happened, and he still wasn't entirely well…

"No! NO NO NO NO ! You're not supposed to Awaken! Stay asleep! You aren't
supposed to awaken! STOP IT! STOP THEM! K̢I͏L͡L!͜ CR̨US̡H҉! ͘D͘ESTR̛OY͘!
"

On second thought…things still weren't well. He could ignore his concern regarding all of the memories that conflicted with the ones he knew to be true. Though Heiji had a hard time suppressing the fact that he was made to believe this thing could have been real.

What the hell was going on?

There was too much for the detective to process, even for him, and yet he was as stubborn as ever.

"This is a joke, right?"
blackdogdown: (puck pul the teeth)

[personal profile] blackdogdown 2017-07-12 04:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[Gut's head gets dragged down the three literally feet it takes to get to eye level with his tiny fake brother and blinks. Its very disorienting to suddenly go from driving your car up into the woods and shouting at your brother to stop breaking the goddamn mirrors to being in a strange hallway with no car and an even yellier brother.

He paws Kris's face away roughly. Kris really needs to chill. These new meds of his are driving them both nuts.
] Calm down you brat. Nobody is dying. Yet.

[Somebody is going to pay for his car. He fixes Kris with a glare.

No Kris I've been to busy trying to figure out how we got back in Eddan when we should be miles away..
blackdogdown: (griffith what the fuck)

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[personal profile] blackdogdown 2017-07-12 05:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[For Guts, the fight had been going rather well. Compared to the apostles he'd fought in midland, these rats were bothersome but not to much trouble as long as he watched his footing and keep his distance. Dragonslayer's reach worked rather well and the demon at his back could target the back line. The familiar blood lust rose again, driven on by the half comprehensible babble of the demon.

Resisting it is a bit distracting and as he tries to clear his head another rat lunges from behind. He braces, bringing up his sword but the pain never comes. Instead some kid comes barreling past, taking the hit and then immediately getting yanked by one of the lockers.

Without thinking, he reaches out and tries to drag him back by the scruff of his weird outfit.
]

Oi! Kid! The hell you doing!
osakanpride: (Determined; about it)

II. Escaping the Shadows

[personal profile] osakanpride 2017-07-12 05:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Of all the things Harley figured he would do doing his summer break, awakening to something surreal with shifting surroundings and giants rats was definitely not one of them. How could he be so careless to forget the countdown ended tonight!

The teen caught sight of the other, and obviously in no better position. Everywhere in this damn school was dangerous. Harley reached out with his free hand to grab Armand's wrist. His other hand still clutching his bat tightly. With a switch jerk, Armand was guided into an empty classroom. Heiji quietly closed the door, it was safe in here. At least for now. He had come across help earlier, but didn't necessarily stay with them in his race against time to find Conan and Ran.
]

Pull yourself together. Freaking out is what they want you to do!

[ Harley was afraid too, and he would admit it if asked, but panicking often made things worse. ]
osakanpride: (Angered; /glaring)

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[personal profile] osakanpride 2017-07-12 05:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Harley wasn't far off from where Genda was stationed. The sound of something striking a metal locker, the clash roared through the hall and its volume indicated he was actually pretty close.

As if giant rats weren't enough of a problem, apparently the lockers had to be too, but he'll be damned if those things actually swallowed him. The effectiveness of the bat wasn't very obvious, and striking it made too much noise. The last thing he wanted to do was to draw the rodents attention back toward him.

"For crying out loud!"

Harley made one more swift swing at the neighboring locker in attempt to subdue it before reteating into a different area altogether. One without lockers, and hopefully nowhere near the rodents would scurry upon hearing such a loud bang.
pathfinding: (the other the house of slavery)

[personal profile] pathfinding 2017-07-12 07:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[ There's only an annoyed growl at the hand, but nothing more. He's right, calm down, and the largest part of him anchors down on it. No one's dying. This is fine. Everything's fine. Even if the other part wishes someone was dying. That would be easier to handle at this point.

... Okay, wait, what? That's fucked up. Guts is jerked back from like he's on fire. Maybe he is - always gets so defensive over a car of all things. No standards. ]


Carbon monoxide poisoning? Your car is kind of a piece of shit, man.
sociallyarcward: (Usually Ready)

A -- though we can move to other prompts if you want

[personal profile] sociallyarcward 2017-07-12 08:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Another night of sneaking out. When had this become his life? Oh right, a few nights ago. But when you got a call for help from a friend you didn't just sleep it off. As much as John didn't want to do this--it was time to get back out there. Luckily, he was actually starting to get a little better at this. Jaune was making his way to the school grounds by following back alleys and side streets--anything to avoid the main thoroughfare, until he saw a familiar figure a street over.

It was Kei. Jaune had never gotten around to following up on his suspicions, at least as far as confronting Kei about it. But this pretty much confirmed it, right? Jaune looked around for any signs of anyone else on the street and then started making his way over towards Kei's stumbling path. The guy was clearly out of it, but Jaune could hardly blame him. He was more or less running on adrenaline again as well. There wasn't going to be an easy way to do this and either way he was probably about to startle the guy.

"Kei," he hissed when he was closer, not wanting to shout for fear of alerting others.
blackdogdown: (baby guts angr)

[personal profile] blackdogdown 2017-07-12 08:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Guts fixes him with a glare so biting that Kris might as well just die on the spot. He looks like he wants him to. ]

My car does not have carbon monoxide.

[His eyes flick downward and his expression gets sightly less murderous]

Your hand....

sociallyarcward: (Usually Heroic)

ota

[personal profile] sociallyarcward 2017-07-12 09:03 pm (UTC)(link)
A. Arrival
[John sticks to a patch of wall, watching as other arrive or shifting nervously on his feet. He'd bumped into Kei on the way over, but he was still looking for other familiar faces and waiting was always the worst. After the message that was sent out by Kidou he couldn't help but worry about everyone, as he spotted them in the hall he mentally checked them off in his head, thinking to himself They're okay, they're fine..]

Why are schools always so creepy after hours?

[A fight in a school...yeah that wasn't going to bring back any bad memories. How was he more nervous than the first fight?]

B. Arise
[And just like that it's time. The school's halls shift around him and Jaune swears he's had nightmares like this. He thought standing near the walls would be safe--but he was wrong. Near the walls are a row of lockers and as he moves to get a better view of the field he notices the metal snapping and twisting into a mouth.]

You have got to be kidding me.

[Whoever he is standing next to, he shoves away as the locker snaps at them both. The other person should be fine...but Jaune's snapped up like a piece of popcorn. He shouts in pain--the DARK damage especially effective given his own LIGHT element--before promptly being expelled. He's a combatant and they don't want him.

Jaune pushes himself off the ground, he's injured but he still manages to shout.
]

Stay away from the lockers!

C. Awaken
[It's time again. Jaune feels it and knows what he has to do this time. Still, there is a moment of hesitation because he remembers the pain of the last time...but also the rush. But as he'd just been caught off guard by the locker attack he needed more power, he needed to help his friends. There's no time for hesitation.

His hand slips inside and in the next moment his heart is in his hands. There's a rush as his clothes are replaced by white, gold, and red armor. A shield rests gently on his back concealing a rifle and in his hand is a broad sword. He swings it down at some of the rats--pushing them back.

It's time to fight. He calls out to the nearest Awakened Navigator.
]

Where do you need me?

D. Any
[Have a different idea or interaction you want? Hit me up. I also have a plotting thread here if you want to poke me first--or find me on plurk or discord.]
sociallyarcward: (Usually Ready)

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[personal profile] sociallyarcward 2017-07-12 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[Jaune rushes over when he sees Genda spit out of one of the lockers. He'd been nearby, dealing with his own issues, but he knew from first hand experience how much those things could hurt. Jaune brings his shield around as one of the rats lunges for them. It buys him enough time.]

Eligor. Dia.

[An imposing female knight rises from his shadow briefly and Genda's healed from the attack. He glances down at him.]

What kind of strategy is that?!
megacurious: (Shocked)

[personal profile] megacurious 2017-07-12 09:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[Harley's arrival could be any more perfect as he takes the shocked teacher into an empty classroom. Of course, despite that they are now safe for a limited time, that doesn't mean he is now calm by this.]

B-But... Those things...

What are they and why in the world are they doing in this school? More importantly, what is happening to Green Valley?!
pathfinding: (most distant from each other)

[personal profile] pathfinding 2017-07-12 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Even now, that glare should make him back off in record time. Too scared, default to apologies, the usual. But for once, it doesn't follow. Instead, there's only a bright smile. ]

Technically your car has carbon monoxide by virtue of being a combustion engine, unless it secretly runs off the power of your rage fits. Lord knows you have enough of it. The proper comeback would be not having a carbon monoxide leak.

[ Asshole. Then his face gets weird and he says something dumb. What? What about it? Glancing down, the hand flexes twice. No majorly broken bones, bleeding is sluggish, no glass bits. What's the problem? Fretting doesn't look good on him. ]

Doesn't hurt. [ Yes, because that is the problem. The same hand gestures back behind him. There is no attempt at looking in the direction in question. ] Go check the parking lot before you have a meltdown over your scrap heap.
Edited (typoooo) 2017-07-12 21:27 (UTC)
blackdogdown: (argh (he stressed))

[personal profile] blackdogdown 2017-07-12 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
You'll get blood on the seats. [Guts please you were having a moment there.] You should bandage it.

[The lack of fear in Kris's eyes rings a warning bell but Kris being scared of him is usually just freaking annoying so he chalks it up to somebody in his life growing a spine. Fucking finally honestly.

Guts usually has a first aid kit in his massive man purse bag, so he roots around for it before thrusting it at Kris with another glare.
]

I'm not having a meltdown, fix your hand and then we'll see about looking for the car.
touketsu: (𝗔𝘁𝘀𝘂𝘆𝗮: hoarfrost)

[personal profile] touketsu 2017-07-12 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
I - OTA: SLEEP ♙ MY LITTLE BABY
[Emergency medical supplies. A Swiss army knife. Flashlight. Matches. A few light snacks and a couple small bottles of water. One spade shovel.

Kouyuki thinks he's ready. Thinks that he's planned enough, thought far enough ahead, and knows the terrain well enough to secure some kind of an advantage. He thinks he's above fear because he has something — someone — to protect. But he's not.

Live free or die hard, Luci tells them. As if they've even got a choice.

Then the lights go out. The world around them comes alive in nightmarish ways, not shifting, but warping into something completely unrecognizable. The school is no longer a place of refuge, but the deadly maw of some larger beast closing up tightly all around and refusing to let them leave. And then they appear, the nonhuman enemy he was warned about. Screaming, scuttling, monstrous sized rats. Don't struggle, they say, as if death should be a comfort. But it's death that Kouyuki fears most — even more than monsters.

And so he swings his spade when they come, raising his voice above theirs in a shout that carries down the winding, unfamiliar corridor...]


Get... Get out of my way!

II - KIDOU: SLEEP UNTIL ⚔ YOU WAKEN
[It seems there is no end to them, the rats with glowing eyes and bodies that spill an undulating darkness into the hall. They keep coming, all razor sharp teeth and claws, their raw malevolence a force unto itself leaving some quaking where they stand, or worse, being backed into corners. But that's what they want. That's how they'll separate them and pick them off, one-by-one...

Kouyuki won't stand for it. He has fought so hard to find his way back to his brother's side in all of this. He still doesn't have all the answers he needs, but he knows what he must do, and for now...it's enough. Even while Michi and the other "Navigators" guide them, he knows he must protect Michi. He must protect him at all costs.

As if sensing that determination, or perhaps sensing something else, some threat to them, the rats shriek with rage. They come. More of them. Faster. Stronger. Stranger — more frightening. Their shapes warping. More heads. More eyes. Larger teeth and claws. Tails that thrash at the dark behind them or aim to sweep at their prey's legs. There is no mercy, only an unrepentant hostility: a desire not only to kill, but to completely annihilate what stands in their way.

A desire that resonates within Kouyuki as he and his brother find their only exit blocked, and something inside shatters, revealing a voice...]


The time is now. I am thou, thou art I! Your mind is trapped, but I can set your soul free!
My other self, will you die, or fight back?

Accept me for who I am! Forge this contract by letting go of your fears!
Revolt against this world, and

TEAR OUT YOUR HEART!

[Without thinking, Kouyuki obeys that voice, his hand relinquishing its hold upon the spade he's wielded all this time and reaching instead inside...

...and he snaps violently awake.

Like a sleeping person who has fallen into frigid waters, the breath is painfully sucked from his lungs, awareness forced upon him whether he's ready or not, and with it, all the memories of another life very different from the one he's led in Eddan. Of painful loss and loneliness, a heart and mind divided, and of all the joys of soccer. They're coming to our school... He remembers friendships forged by necessity and strengthened through sharing their burdens, and then, with a violent scream from the beasts still charging, one that rattles around in his skull like an angry wasp, he recalls what's most important of all. The present, and...

Michi!

Who is no longer standing where Fubuki remembers he'd been. Instead, in his place is the familiar figure of a friend and teammate, someone he hadn't known was here with him until now. Hadn't seen, despite living with him under the very same roof all this time, fighting alongside him here in this school all the while.]


Kidou?

[Questions. Confusion. They don't have time for this. The thing at his back, a pale and feral winged wolf with two heads that stands of a height with him, reminds him of their need for urgency with a forceful nudge — and his soul echoes back. Eyes glowing gold. Blood rushing through his veins, fueled by an adrenaline that won't know rest, not now, won't quit, doesn't know how...]

Let's be like the wind!

III - OTA: WHEN YOU WAKE 👁 YOU'LL SEE THE WORLD
[He's powerless to stop Kidou from being snatched away by one of those traitorous lockers, their separation by design of this thing overtaking their school. They're not as strong divided, they're more vulnerable. And it shakes Fubuki to his core to know that not only is this power of his still too new, it isn't enough and it's cost him...

Again, he's lost...a brother.

He rages against the monster that snatched away the only person who could help him make any sense of any of this, his weapon, an enormous steel-bladed snow shovel, slamming again and again into anything that dares come too near. The hungry hole in the wall, the demonic shadows and twisted forms of rats, all the while yelling incomprehensibly and desperate, his persona in just as feral a state. Hackles raised, ears on both heads laid flat, tails lashing, and fangs bared...

It's a wonder that, by the time he does hear Kidou's voice in his head again, he's able to back away from that edge at all. A testament to just how deep their strange and unexpected brotherly bond runs.

There's an unmistakable ruthlessness to the way he lends aid then to any he comes across, or to any Navigator orders he carries out. It's unclear if behind those golden eyes is the gentle defender known as Shirou, or the bear-killer himself. He never touches the long scarf that wraps around his neck or hangs down his front, after all.

But one thing is for certain. This isn't a fight he can go alone. Not on days without proper sleep, or with a body that won't know when to quit or retreat until it simply can't fight anymore and gives out instead. He tells himself he's fine. He's got this. But he doesn't know the patterns of those attacks, and some of them seem to strike harder than before, even bringing him to his knees despite his rage...

What is he doing wrong?!]


IV - WILDCARD: IF I'M ☠ NOT MISTAKEN
[OOC: Got something you'd like to play out that's not covered here? You can HMU in a PP, on plurk, or on Discord at JOJO#1374 and we can hash out ideas!]
pathfinding: (the love of nothing)

[personal profile] pathfinding 2017-07-12 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[ There's a quip for this. He knows there is. Probably. The silence goes on a beat too long staring at the bandages. When did it start being so hard to keep being nice to this idiot. An idiot brother that his brain keeps telling him should be a sister, and she doesn't exist anyway, so who the fuck is this? Kris owes him, sure but He owes him nothing. Especially after this nonsense. Being nice is overrated.

The expression when the eyes bolt back up to meet Guts' is unnerving as fuck, if only because in not a single one of his or the other him's memories has he ever looked so... Not.]


Are you brain damaged? I'm not coming with you.

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