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AWAKENING
Who: Everyone
When: Midnight, June 6th
Where: Green Valley Orchids
What: It is time.
The subway stop near the orchards was not the type of place that most people liked to be when darkness fell. The orchards near the school were set up almost like a public park, which wasn’t so bad in and of itself, but it’s also the area where over half of the murders happened before the curfew was first put in place. It was a place people didn't go unless absolutely necessary and most had started taking alternate routes to avoid the stop. As one of the first subway stations built in the city, its architecture didn't really mesh with those that came after it. It had jagged corners where the smell of wet earth lingered, making it unpleasant even for those brave enough to continue to use it, and there had even been talk of closing it permanently once routes and nearby stations had been revamped to be better able to take care of the traffic.
Due to this, it only has the bare-bones of a shelter, fallen into disrepair as the curfew was enforced city-wide, and a couple of night guards, (probably already asleep due to the lack of activity they’re expecting), so characters arriving there will be mostly unnoticed. For a place that had such a bad history, most people rightfully avoid it.
For most of them it will be their first meeting with each other. There will be a bit of time to talk before their phones display a zero. Plenty of time to talk about what they suspect and what might just happen...and that horrible vision they had shared. Then there’s that countdown on their phones...ticking away the last few minutes.
The lights go out when the countdown ends. The lack of sound is, for lack of better word, worrying. Very soon, only the light of the phones serves as makeshift flashlights for the small group. But soon, even as words get displayed, a deep male voice echoes, which could be much more worrying.
Considering the choice of words, that might be Luci.
The voice laughs again.
A voice in your mind warns you this might be the biggest mistake you'll be making in your entire life...and yet your heart feels like it's going to burst from your body from the joy you feel...
It begins with a scream nearby. The same noise that they heard during the vision. The trees begin to turn grey as the sounds of hundred of creatures moving can be heard from all sides. The application opens, displaying them all in real time.
The group is surrounded.
By all logic, they should be running, but their legs feel bolted to the ground. They can't move.
The creatures begin to get closer. The trees start to rot nearby.
Breathing begins to increase. The sound of voices and memories quickly flashing before their eyes that might cause some to clutch at their head...exactly the same thing that the man had been doing back in the vision. If they look down at their hands, they will see them fading, see-through.
Yet for them, something is different. Just as the creatures are about to attack, they stop. A vision of the Velvet Room flashes before the eyes of those gathered as the two attendants silently nod. Then a return to reality as a light of color pierces the night from their hearts. A single voice can be heard, drowning out anything they might be hearing.
It laughs and fades, as time quickly returns to this world. There's only a few seconds to react before it all goes to hell. A faded hand to reach into your chest.
The choice is yours. Death...or Awakening.
It’s a feeling unlike they have ever felt. Never have their bodies been so alive. Their minds fill with lost memories, their bodies adapting into tools to defeat the creatures before them.
The voice is encouraging, almost. To those with navigator skills, the voice speaks up once more as well.
It’s time to reclaim the night.
[OOC: For the purpose of this battle, the shadows all have 1HP and are strong against nothing. That means any attack will be able to kill them, weapons and guns included. For this log only, CHARACTERS WILL NOT BE ABLE TO COMBINE SPELLS, as knowledge of this will be unlocked later on. There are about a HUNDRED shadows to be defeated, so there are as many needed for your characters to enjoy killing off. You are free to NPC them and to create situations and close calls.
An OOC PLANNING POST can be used to ask questions or to form teams.]
When: Midnight, June 6th
Where: Green Valley Orchids
What: It is time.
THE FINAL COUNTDOWN
The subway stop near the orchards was not the type of place that most people liked to be when darkness fell. The orchards near the school were set up almost like a public park, which wasn’t so bad in and of itself, but it’s also the area where over half of the murders happened before the curfew was first put in place. It was a place people didn't go unless absolutely necessary and most had started taking alternate routes to avoid the stop. As one of the first subway stations built in the city, its architecture didn't really mesh with those that came after it. It had jagged corners where the smell of wet earth lingered, making it unpleasant even for those brave enough to continue to use it, and there had even been talk of closing it permanently once routes and nearby stations had been revamped to be better able to take care of the traffic.
Due to this, it only has the bare-bones of a shelter, fallen into disrepair as the curfew was enforced city-wide, and a couple of night guards, (probably already asleep due to the lack of activity they’re expecting), so characters arriving there will be mostly unnoticed. For a place that had such a bad history, most people rightfully avoid it.
For most of them it will be their first meeting with each other. There will be a bit of time to talk before their phones display a zero. Plenty of time to talk about what they suspect and what might just happen...and that horrible vision they had shared. Then there’s that countdown on their phones...ticking away the last few minutes.
ZERO UNTIL MIDNIGHT
FINALLY! Ahahahahah! Ahhh, damn does it feel nice to be able to speak and not
just write. Hey lambs, are you all ready?
just write. Hey lambs, are you all ready?
Considering the choice of words, that might be Luci.
It's time. Can you feel your heartbeats increasing? Your mind about to explode? Questions swirling in your mind? Just make sure you don't go alone. Groups are
best, go all together and you'll never find the answers.
best, go all together and you'll never find the answers.
The voice laughs again.
Not that you have much of a choice at this point! Have fun, give them hell, and tell
them I sent you! I'll be taking care of that pesky guard problem for you.
...Let's go for a night stroll."
Communication ends just as abruptly as it started. No time to back down now, as the door where the guards are staying is quickly locked on its own before the subway system itself appears to be taken over by a virus that flashes on every available screen. With a click, the locked doors to the outside are swung open. them I sent you! I'll be taking care of that pesky guard problem for you.
...Let's go for a night stroll."
A voice in your mind warns you this might be the biggest mistake you'll be making in your entire life...and yet your heart feels like it's going to burst from your body from the joy you feel...
AWAKENING
It begins with a scream nearby. The same noise that they heard during the vision. The trees begin to turn grey as the sounds of hundred of creatures moving can be heard from all sides. The application opens, displaying them all in real time.
The group is surrounded.
By all logic, they should be running, but their legs feel bolted to the ground. They can't move.
The creatures begin to get closer. The trees start to rot nearby.
Breathing begins to increase. The sound of voices and memories quickly flashing before their eyes that might cause some to clutch at their head...exactly the same thing that the man had been doing back in the vision. If they look down at their hands, they will see them fading, see-through.
Yet for them, something is different. Just as the creatures are about to attack, they stop. A vision of the Velvet Room flashes before the eyes of those gathered as the two attendants silently nod. Then a return to reality as a light of color pierces the night from their hearts. A single voice can be heard, drowning out anything they might be hearing.
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!
Accept me for who I am! Forge this contract by letting go of your fears! Revolt against this world, and TEAR OUT YOUR HEART!
It laughs and fades, as time quickly returns to this world. There's only a few seconds to react before it all goes to hell. A faded hand to reach into your chest.
The choice is yours. Death...or Awakening.
THE BATTLE IN APPLE GROVE
It’s a feeling unlike they have ever felt. Never have their bodies been so alive. Their minds fill with lost memories, their bodies adapting into tools to defeat the creatures before them.
Defeat...destroy...unlock the skills of your heart and show them what it means
to cross you."
to cross you."
The voice is encouraging, almost. To those with navigator skills, the voice speaks up once more as well.
Lead them into battle. Hone their skills into true annihilation!"
It’s time to reclaim the night.
[OOC: For the purpose of this battle, the shadows all have 1HP and are strong against nothing. That means any attack will be able to kill them, weapons and guns included. For this log only, CHARACTERS WILL NOT BE ABLE TO COMBINE SPELLS, as knowledge of this will be unlocked later on. There are about a HUNDRED shadows to be defeated, so there are as many needed for your characters to enjoy killing off. You are free to NPC them and to create situations and close calls.
An OOC PLANNING POST can be used to ask questions or to form teams.]
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No.
[Not physically. He's still reeling with the influx of information and overlay of chaos in his mind.
He can see much farther than he can see, but his vision is still limited by the angle he's looking at. He doesn't even have to think; he can just feel the hearts of others in his head, listen to them pulse without hearing a sound. It's disconcerting how instinctual it all feels.
Only once Sakuma asks does it hit him that he didn't ask Sakuma if he was okay. But neither does he need to. Sakuma is fine; he's not sure how he knows, but he does. There's no need to waste time on that question, is there?
Behind him, the penguin head on his persona tilts up.]
I'm fine.
[That's why he's shaking. Sakuma can't see it, but he might be able to tell that if they're actually touching.]
But...
[But he can't tell if others are. Sakuma is here, right next to him. He's fine. Every single second they spend like this could be a second that something horrible happens to Genda - or anyone, whether or not Michi knew them from before.
Kidou knows that he can't afford to waste time hesitating like this - especially not when he knows what he has to do. He has to lead. The need eats away at him, gnawing relentlessly on his self control, urging him to take action. Leading isn't standing around here, watching horrors in shock. He stiffens a little, squaring his shoulders to try to fake a confidence he can't find, and... still can't make himself move again. Every time he finds some resolve, his stare drifts from the monsters that Michi had watched brutally murder people over to the horrible amalgamation that rose from his shadow. He might have succumbed to that rush at first if not for that stark reminder keeping him frozen in place.
All three figures continue to stare back at him. He can already put words to the silence. Lead them. Do what you're meant to. It's grown into a physical ache at this point; he needs to do something. Kidou finally looks away from them as more murderous horrors start closing in on them, fingers tensing on the lowered sniper rifle in his hands.]
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[That's the main thing. Sakuma is fine -- he's got blood on him, if Kidou happens to look directly at him, but even though it's his, he's uninjured. He took a blow for his brother -- for Mako. Not really my brother, he finds himself needing to remember. Just as much as I'm not really his.
Kidou trails off. Sakuma doesn't need to wonder. It's surreal -- Yoshio had spent time with Michi, had got to know him a little better. And now they've both woken from that sleep, and it feels like nothing has changed at the same time as everything has.
Sakuma backs up a half step, shoulderblades contacting Kidou's just for a second before he raises the bow again and pulls away. He turns first to the right to eliminate his blind spot and, loosing the first in a direction perpendicular to Kidou, continues to fire in a full 180 degree arch. He feels no conscious need to aim -- the arrows leave the bow and strike home as easily as he might simply point in the target's direction.
The monsters on his side clear, he moves to stand beside Kidou, rather than behind him. If Kidou turns his head to the right at all, he'll be able to see that penguin arrowhead. Sakuma still hasn't seen it himself -- as soon as the monsters die, the arrow disappears with them.]
We're going, [he says simply, and looses another arrow. If he can avoid making Kidou use that gun, he will.] We'll find Genda. Whoever else. Mako's fine, I'm not worried about him. [Sakuma has no doubt in his mind regarding Genda's abilities, but no matter how weak, it's easy to get swarmed when there are this many enemies.]
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What he does notice, though, as he's looking around them frantically, is that arrowhead. Sakuma couldn't see how his eyes widen even if they were facing each other, nor the determined set of his brows a moment later. But he says nothing about it at all.]
Right!
[A stab of guilt punches through him at that. It's his job to lead, not Sakuma's. He shouldn't be forcing anyone to fill in for him. Get hold of yourself, Kidou! He doesn't feel up to it at all, but he bites down on that feeling and forces himself to try. Genda is the mission right now. Not staring stupidly at things. If he can focus on Genda-
Kidou turns, gently pushing back with his shoulder, silently urging Sakuma to the side so they can turn in a circle. His eyes are better than they've ever been; the goggles might as well be telescopic for how far he can pick out detail. If Genda's anywhere here, he has an odd certain feeling he could see him eventually. But what he sees most are the black things seeping and swaying closer and closer. No amount of fighting them off with just a bow and the soccer ball under his foot are going to make a difference here in a bit. They are getting surrounded!
They have to move. Where, though? He continues looking-]
Follow me! Ready! Go!
[Without waiting for confirmation, Kidou darts off to the side, aiming for a gap that Sakuma's last shot opened up for them. He's been training for evasive action his whole life. He can only guess Sakuma must have, too. This will work. It has to!]
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Even so, he feels a little strange about having him go ahead of him. Kidou can take care of himself -- but ever since those monsters appeared, he's been feeling like he needs to defend. He wants desperately to get ahead -- not because he has any particular need to lead the way but because there's a part of him that knows, somehow, that he can take a lot more damage than Kidou can. Even so, he'll set that instinct aside for now and trust Kidou to be the guide.
As it is, he doesn't have to worry. Kidou gets through before him, and as he passes through the gap, two monsters close it just a little -- but it's nothing to strike them off the field. The ones he can't reach, while he has the trident in his hands, are banished easily with Skewer and Psi.
That instinct is nagging at him, though, and before Dantalion fades out again he casts Unbreakable Tie without announcing it -- if Kidou is going ahead of him, the least he can do is make sure he can't get hurt.]