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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.]
Reclaim the night
The last, at least, fade in and out as he moves across the field, like being in a car and going from station to station.
At the least, they tend to be useful, like how jumping to his left ended up causing a shadow to fade into nothing as the voice kills it it. ]
Thanks!
[ The wolf flickers into existence at his heels, biting out at one of the remaining shadow stands, while Okuyasu pivots to slam his fist into the main bulk of the other. ]
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[Yes. Apparently, that's what Kidou latches onto. Not the fact he saved someone, not the fact that he did something horrible. Both of those things are shoved firmly to the back of his mind for when he can properly break down about them in private.
But unfortunately for Kidou, he's going to have to do some adjusting about how he talks to himself in his head. That would make this guy one of the wolf pack, wouldn't it?]
Good work. Keep going!
[The sniper rifle is useless at short range; the soccer ball isn't... but Kidou isn't going to use it to attack. Sweeping the soccer ball back with his heel, Kidou pivots out of the way of claws, then makes his way over to what he's sure is one of the Marchosias group. He does not. Want. To fight alone. Or at all, but only one of those is an option. It's easier to not think about what he's doing if it's to help someone else than to strike back at something...]
I'll cover you!
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[ Okuyasu calls out to the current voice- the name of his new stand is important. He's not sure how he knows it, but he knows it like he knew the name of the Hand, just like how Marchosias sits in the back of his mind the way the Hand did, an extension of his own body. Like another arm.
The wolf flickers, appears on the side closer to Kidou, clearing Okuyasu's path towards the telepath. As the wolf and teen fight their way through the mass of shadows, it becomes clear that it's fur is matted with blood, and it's snake headed tail lashes out constantly- either at enemies, or itself.
Either way, it's not long before he's made his way to meet up with Kidou, wolf flickering back into his shadow as the shadows are beaten back, for the moment. ]
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His shoulder is really hurting, but he doesn't focus on that at all right now. It doesn't matter, even when he's cleared his surrounding area long enough to pull the rifle back out, and take aim at shadows trying to pursue the Marchosias.
One. Two. Three, and the back of Kidou's mind coils into a sharp feeling of panic. He doesn't have to see to know there's things right behind him now. He took all his attention off of his immediate area to try to be useful to someone else. Just above him, the penguin-headed cape part of his Eligor stares sharply at him, projecting an elite sense of harsh disapproval. The two figures carrying the winged platform it rests on stay silent and still. Kidou ignores all of that. He knows what it wants him to do, but he's just - he can't.
Kidou races forward, feeling the breeze across the back of his neck where the thing tried to attack, and doesn't stop running until he's reached his new ally's side. So, Marchosias. Winged wolf. He was right; that had to be that.]
So I was right. That's a Marchosias-
[There had been so many named Marchosias, though. Which one would it be? Kidou's got the benefit of using thought to transmit; he doesn't have to waste breath talking or time to say it. He reaches the Marchosias's side, automatically turning his back to him to face down his pursuers. Absolutely nothing he has is really meant for short-range combat, and Kidou knows it. He's not supposed to be at short range, he also knows.
So far, that just isn't stopping him.]
This clearing isn't going to last; we need to keep moving!
[Introductions can come later.]
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In his shadow, Marchosias snarls, then emerges, howling and sending a a light arcing off of it's wings to crash into him, dia offering a little healing.
Once they're together, Okuyasu works to keep the kid clear, memories floating to the surface of old fights, of how to work with others. ]
On it! Stay near me and I'll keep'em off you.
[ It's like Koichi- he worked better if he had distance, room to work. Penguin-kid looked like he was the same. Guns were long range, right?
In his shadow, his Stand snarls in his mind, ready to jump out and fight, and Okuyasu hesitates long enough to see where the guy with the gun wanted to go ]
Which way?