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cordibus ([personal profile] cordibus) wrote in [community profile] tornheart2017-06-04 12:28 am

AWAKENING

Who: Everyone
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
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.

FINALLY! Ahahahahah! Ahhh, damn does it feel nice to be able to speak and not
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.

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.

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!



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."

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.]



kouteipenguin: (I won't pull back)

[personal profile] kouteipenguin 2017-06-10 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
Yes, I can.

He's not sure how she knows that, but at the moment, it doesn't matter. What matters is that she's focusing now, instead of lashing out indiscriminately. Good. Very, very good. From his vantage point, Kidou scans the surrounding area, quickly taking stock now that he can take a moment. She can do area attacks, clearly. She's capable of hitting large amounts of things at once, but it might be dangerous to try to team her up with someone.

Where is the greatest concentration of shadows that doesn't involve someone else?

Turn to your seven o'clock! Take on those guys!

There's a pack of about eight of them, all so kindly clustered together as they pursue someone who's a lot faster than they are. That other person didn't seem to notice them yet - and he'd have to give a warning if he can't just take these out before they can creep up behind. This person might be perfect for that.

It's worrisome already, really. He'd like to take a few minutes to get the stock of the place - what the people can do, what the monsters can. But this doesn't offer that option. He just gets to figure that out as he goes along. And people count on him to get this right, first try... can he ask what she can do? Or should he know that? For now, he'll just have to assume he can work it out.

And in the meantime, pull his sniper rifle into ready position to see what he can't pick off himself.
1in_perfection: (Ready)

[personal profile] 1in_perfection 2017-06-18 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Done."

It's a little terrifying and a little intoxicating, just how fast the spells spring to her fingers. She KNOWS she's still riding an adrenaline high... but again, that presence in her head is helping to ground her a bit.

And tell her just where she should focus all those emotions. She does so readily, and is rewarded with a portion of the ground and the shadows on it turning into half frozen sculptures.

Since the ice doesn't finish the job, she's ready enough to jump into the slowed enemies, and start laying about with a sword.

"Dieu, but whoever you are I'm relieved that we have some form of support, in terms of Persona users." One can easily hear the Capital Letters in that comment. She manages that as she weaves between the claws and starts cutting limbs from bodies.