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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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A shadow falls to his blade and he goes to try using another light attack, but he's distracted by his name and the command.]
Huh?
[Haruka gives him a look and Jaune immediately feels worried. What is he about to---okay, yeah, he should probably be jumping. Jaune jumps just as Frei is unleashed and OH SHIT was that a good call. He gets a lot more air than he would have thought possible in his jump. However, he's more fascinated by the attack Haruka just executed. Seriously, how are they doing all of this? Why were they given these personas to fight these Shadows?
Jaune manages to land in the trees behind the pack, though it's hardly a pretty landing. He catches a branch, scrambling not to fall, and then pulls himself up. Phew! He has to practically hug the tree to keep from falling at first, but at least no one had to chuck a spear at him to catch his fall.
Perhaps he HAS come a long way from his first days at Beacon, at least he's worked on his landing strategy somewhat. Still, he shifts his weight and glances over at Haruka. Even from here he can tell he's pushing himself way too much. Surely there's something Jaune can do to support him. Eligor appears below his tree, tilting her head back, yet somehow her voice is in his ear, giving more guidance. Jaune reaches a hand out towards Haruka, using his other hand for balance.]
Dia.
[Jaune took a breath. He was pushing himself too, wasn't he? He relaxes a bit as he lowers his hand...and then realizes that in going to catch himself in the tree his sword and shield had fallen. The sword had impaled itself in the grass and his shield, thankfully, was at least caught in some of the branches below his feet.]
Oh come on!
[So much for Jaune's luck...although maybe someone should remind him he still had a rifle at his back or his other abilities...]
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And then Haruka - Lenka, his brain insists - leaps upwards and slams down an attack hard enough to deal with quite a few shadows... and to Kidou's dismay, deal with both of them at once. With the rain, he's not sure for a moment they'll have handholds. And there's really nothing he can do about that from where he is. He couldn't get there in time. Even if he could, what could he do?
He finally realizes he's been holding his breath when he lets it out in relief when they both land at least safely enough. Kidou immediately turns his attention back to killing the -
Uh.
Shooting at the stragglers still trying to follow them. Kidou sticks to shooting any of the ones that stray out of the center pack, trying to keep them still in a ball for easier removal. When he feels there's a cry from one of them somewhere in the back of his mind, Kidou risks looking away from where he's aiming for a second, checking up on the two.]
Switch weapons! Long range
[That's all the attention he can afford to spare them if he wants to make a dent in the shadows here. He recenters his goggles into the sniper scope, letting himself fall back onto his training on the range. He can hear the instructor's voice still, snapping orders, lecturing in that sharp, precise way. Brace against the shoulder. Keep your eye low. Kidou's never rated for a sniper rifle before, but rifles he knows.
The scope limits his field of vision, leaving him blind to everything else around him. But that's nothing new, and nothing Kidou can't compensate for. He strains to catch every last sound, listening intently to the rhythm of the field - any patterns he can discern, any location of screams, the map in his head telling him where friends are. The narrower his vision gets, the more it's clear to Kidou that he can do some things completely blind if he absolutely had to. And in exchange he can see even deeper than before.
That's all he lets himself focus on now. How he's doing what he's doing, instead of what he's doing. His scope centers on something - it vanishes with the pull of a trigger. He pulls along the barrel until his scope finds another. It, too, vanishes. He pulls back on the scope to get a broader view just enough to locate his next target. It's a good strategy; clear out everyone, get off the ground if possible, and take down from a distance. It's a lot easier on Kidou to accept himself doing that if everyone he's working with right now is.]
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As it is, everything has happened so quickly that even if he was the one who instigated it, Lenka finds himself disoriented by the change in height and visibility; it's suddenly very hard to tell which way is up or down when the sky and ground are both obscured. The dizziness from overusing his magic doesn't help, either. Physical fatigue he can ram right through -- this is a new and unpleasant kind of limitation that he still hasn't fully grasped.
So he's still catching his breath when he both hears and feels the soothing notes of Jaune's spell settle over him. Jaune gets a startled, grateful look that melts into sheepishness when Lenka realizes the predicament his friend is now in. A little more clearheaded now thanks to the Dia, he moves a little ways downward and closer in to at least try and retrieve the shield.]
We're in... the tree a little to your right. At the edge of the treeline. [he's remembered by now that he doesn't have an earpiece, so he really has no idea how they're communicating with their third member; hopefully speaking aloud will do it] As long as they don't get past you...
[That's as far as Lenka gets before his focus shifts: the Shadows that haven't gotten past the treeline are starting to gather below them, and although he's managed to pick up Jaune's shield and the stragglers are few in number, it's still a better bet to keep their current position clear.
It's almost impossible to see in the treetops under the night, but there's a ripple in the light and air over Lenka's shoulder and down his back that extends as he concentrates -- one ripple becomes many, and several of the Shadows below them are blown back and away by a nigh-unseen force. His aim is a little erratic, given it's hard to see his own bullets, but he's taken heed of their need for range weaponry.]
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[Jaune wasn't used to having a ranged weapon, despite most of his fellow Huntsman having both most of the time. He pulls it around and takes aim. It shouldn't be this easy--but perhaps this is part of the power offered by the Persona. He can use the knowledge and while he won't be the best shot since he is inexperienced, even Jaune is able to shoot down a few.
He especially wants to keep them off of Lenka who is apparently fetching his shield for him. Jaune appreciates it and so will return the favor by keeping the shadows back. He should probably try for his sword as well but for that he would need--well whatever Lenka just does. He blinks in surprise.]
What was that?
[Was that Lenka's ranged weapon? Jaune can't see anything that looks like a gun--but, no time for that. Jaune clutches his rifle, eyeing the ground. He'd done worse heights.]
Cover me!
[He doesn't wait to see if Lenka replies, instead jumping down from the branch and landing on the ground with a roll before popping back up. He fires off the gun to keep some of the shadows back, but he is NOT losing his sword which is more his style. Eligor appears once more to help Jaune, giving him some cover so he can retrieve the sword from the grass.]