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middleofsomewhere2019-09-13 04:44 am
voidtreckermods) wrote in middleofsomewhere2019-09-13 04:44 am
Entry tags:
- !mission two,
- edge [ou],
- little one [ou],
- madoka kaname [ou],
- ple two [ou],
- romeo [crau],
- ~x~arataka reigen [ou],
- ~x~ash [ou],
- ~x~curufin [crau],
- ~x~deadpool [ou],
- ~x~dread thunderstorm [ou],
- ~x~evie grimhilde [ou],
- ~x~feanor [ou],
- ~x~heiji hattori [ou],
- ~x~ignis scientia [ou],
- ~x~joscelin fitzthomas [crau],
- ~x~kaito kuroba [ou],
- ~x~kumoko [ou],
- ~x~lightning farron [ou],
- ~x~luke skywalker [au],
- ~x~maglor [ou],
- ~x~manabu yuuki [crau],
- ~x~peter parker [ou],
- ~x~renee corbin [ou],
- ~x~sarai thunderstorm [ou],
- ~x~tony stark [ou]
A City Falls: Start
Preparation
Just after light on the seventh day of the month of Bassoon everyone’s SCA glows with the colour of the void before showing a message. A briefing for the mission to come.
Anyone who goes to investigate the dressing carriage will find all the cupboards and drawers open. They may need to battle through spider webs but soon will find an array of clothes. Trousers, skirts, dresses, shirts, robes, cloaks. Everything they will need and plenty of choice. All the clothes have accents of team colours in more muted hues than the normal bold hoodies they wear.
A few hours later there is an announcement over the speakers. "Arrival to Planet #25768 imminent. Prepare for exit from Void. Drop order: Purple, Orange, Red, Blue. All passengers are to wear their Safety Control Apparatus and are reminded that emergency evacuation protocol is three short taps."
The train shudders and jerks. It is time.
Purple
"Purple Team to doors. Drop in two minutes. Purple team to doors."
The train flies down through the air before coming to a stop between two rocky outcrops. The doors hiss open, it’s a bit of a jump down to the ground and anyone who looks back will find the train hard to see. Not invisible but definitely cloaked, shifting to blend in with the rock.
They can hear the sound of many footsteps and the high sound of young voices. It is easy to hear where they need to be.
As they move down the rocky slope they will see the main pass. A large group of children are walking. Spirits are high even if it is clear they are on their guard. Older teens are wearing weapons, swords, the odd axe, a few daggers. Nothing expertly crafted but they all wear them with ease. Slightly younger children carry the very young, toddlers and those too young to walk and keep pace.
There’s a sound from in front of the group. From around the corner a girl, about thirteen years old, runs towards them. Her braids bounce against her shoulders, her eyes are wide with fear and she waves her hands at the others. “Run! Run!”
A shadow looms behind her, a winged wolf, gaining speed towards her. Sat on the wolf is a spear wielding goblin.
From all around them a growling of many more wolves, in the hills, close and ready to pounce.
Orange
Once Purple Team are gone the train flies again. "Orange Team to doors. Drop in two minutes. Orange Team to doors."
The train seems to be still concealed as it hovers at the city walls. There’s a bit of a jump onto the walls but at least they are near one of the staircases down into the city.
Also luckily no one seems to have seen them appearing out of no where though that has more to do with the general chaos rather than anything else!
There is a lot of chaos! People evacuating, animals everywhere, people looking lost and bewildered. Get herding or helping and encourage people up that cliff path!
Red
The train flies onward. "Red team to doors. Drop in two minutes. Red team to doors."
The train makes a slightly bumpy landing on a rocky slope. Scrambling up the slope red team will see a group of fighters, perhaps eighty in total. There are some supplies to the side, not yet allotted. Some horses and weapons. All the fighters are currently focused on a tall woman who is on horseback, facing them from the front.
“… Say those that stand here, as few as we may be were the ones who end the goblin menace on our lands for good. For our children and our families. We fight!”
The end of what was clearly a rousing speech, the fighters cheer. They begin to move over the slope, towards the goblin camp below. If you are joining this battle the time is now!
Blue
The train flies low, skimming over the lake. "Blue Team to doors. Drop in one minute. Blue Team to doors."
Jumping down off the train they will land in the shallows of the lake. It’s not deep enough to go over their boots and now too far to wade to shore. The shore is rocky, loose rocks and pools of water to avoid. The tower stands before them. Three goblins, riding wolves perch on the walls high above them. The sky above crackles with lightning that is not at all natural.
The doorway to the tower is open, there are a lot of stairs to get up. The howls of the wolves fill the air as the wizards fight them off above. Time to climb!
Just after light on the seventh day of the month of Bassoon everyone’s SCA glows with the colour of the void before showing a message. A briefing for the mission to come.
Anyone who goes to investigate the dressing carriage will find all the cupboards and drawers open. They may need to battle through spider webs but soon will find an array of clothes. Trousers, skirts, dresses, shirts, robes, cloaks. Everything they will need and plenty of choice. All the clothes have accents of team colours in more muted hues than the normal bold hoodies they wear.
A few hours later there is an announcement over the speakers. "Arrival to Planet #25768 imminent. Prepare for exit from Void. Drop order: Purple, Orange, Red, Blue. All passengers are to wear their Safety Control Apparatus and are reminded that emergency evacuation protocol is three short taps."
The train shudders and jerks. It is time.
Purple
"Purple Team to doors. Drop in two minutes. Purple team to doors."
The train flies down through the air before coming to a stop between two rocky outcrops. The doors hiss open, it’s a bit of a jump down to the ground and anyone who looks back will find the train hard to see. Not invisible but definitely cloaked, shifting to blend in with the rock.
They can hear the sound of many footsteps and the high sound of young voices. It is easy to hear where they need to be.
As they move down the rocky slope they will see the main pass. A large group of children are walking. Spirits are high even if it is clear they are on their guard. Older teens are wearing weapons, swords, the odd axe, a few daggers. Nothing expertly crafted but they all wear them with ease. Slightly younger children carry the very young, toddlers and those too young to walk and keep pace.
There’s a sound from in front of the group. From around the corner a girl, about thirteen years old, runs towards them. Her braids bounce against her shoulders, her eyes are wide with fear and she waves her hands at the others. “Run! Run!”
A shadow looms behind her, a winged wolf, gaining speed towards her. Sat on the wolf is a spear wielding goblin.
From all around them a growling of many more wolves, in the hills, close and ready to pounce.
Orange
Once Purple Team are gone the train flies again. "Orange Team to doors. Drop in two minutes. Orange Team to doors."
The train seems to be still concealed as it hovers at the city walls. There’s a bit of a jump onto the walls but at least they are near one of the staircases down into the city.
Also luckily no one seems to have seen them appearing out of no where though that has more to do with the general chaos rather than anything else!
There is a lot of chaos! People evacuating, animals everywhere, people looking lost and bewildered. Get herding or helping and encourage people up that cliff path!
Red
The train flies onward. "Red team to doors. Drop in two minutes. Red team to doors."
The train makes a slightly bumpy landing on a rocky slope. Scrambling up the slope red team will see a group of fighters, perhaps eighty in total. There are some supplies to the side, not yet allotted. Some horses and weapons. All the fighters are currently focused on a tall woman who is on horseback, facing them from the front.
“… Say those that stand here, as few as we may be were the ones who end the goblin menace on our lands for good. For our children and our families. We fight!”
The end of what was clearly a rousing speech, the fighters cheer. They begin to move over the slope, towards the goblin camp below. If you are joining this battle the time is now!
Blue
The train flies low, skimming over the lake. "Blue Team to doors. Drop in one minute. Blue Team to doors."
Jumping down off the train they will land in the shallows of the lake. It’s not deep enough to go over their boots and now too far to wade to shore. The shore is rocky, loose rocks and pools of water to avoid. The tower stands before them. Three goblins, riding wolves perch on the walls high above them. The sky above crackles with lightning that is not at all natural.
The doorway to the tower is open, there are a lot of stairs to get up. The howls of the wolves fill the air as the wizards fight them off above. Time to climb!
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[ It wasn’t hard for Evie to find anything to wear, especially not when she knew what they were looking forward to. Fights. Violence. Goblins. Madness. Sounded like a day on the Isle, honestly. So Evie dresses as best as she can for function. And maybe to look a little badass. . She even went so far as to use a spell to turn her hair black, unsure of whether or not the locals would react well to blue hair. The point of these clothes was to blend in, right?
Now she was back in the dressing car, helping others get ready. ]
Let me know if you can move in that. The last thing anyone needs is restrictive clothing making things difficult.
[ Dropping in for a quick visit. ]
[ When it was Purples turn to jump from the train to the drop point, Evie was as ready as she could be. Her hair was tied back in a bun at her neck, she had a smoke bomb or two made in the same vein as the ones from rescuing Ben years ago tucked away into a pouch at her side and tucked in with that was Mals spellbook. There was something useful in there, she was sure of it. There were also bandages and gauze, small bottles of disinfectants and antiseptics. She was as ready as she’ll ever be.
When it was her turn to jump, she was surprised (but not at all disappointed) when Harry grabbed her hand, grinning like the twisted idiot he was as he shouted something stupid to signal they were jumping. Probably tally-ho. Evie was busy jumping at the same time, landing in a crouch with a huff. Harry vanishes into the fight. She didn’t have much time to adjust before the girl was running g up, shouting for everyone to run. When Evie saw why, she turned to the nearest child, pointing at the slingshot in his hands. ]
Can I borrow that? Thanks. You’ll get it back.
[ She wanted that goblins spear. It took a few shots, but Evie manages to knock the goblin out. The spear and a sword hit the ground as the wolf flies off and Evie retrieves both. Now she was ready for a fight and with the faint smile on her face, this might be more Isle Evie than Auradon Evie stepping in to rescue those in need. ]
[ For Harry. ]
[ With everyone safely tucked away in the caverns that were supposed to lead them to their destination, Evie was sitting on a rock, examining the mess of injuries she’d sustained. There were scratches, spots on her arms and legs that would certainly be bruises. And a bite on her right forearm that hurt like Hades. She’s forgotten that Goblins bit hard and the one that has gone for her was no exception. That particular monster had been smashed into a rock and, Evies hoping, knocked dead. If it wasn’t, she was sure Harry had taken care of it.
And now, it was almost evening on the first day. The kids were sitting in groups, playing games and talking amongst themselves and Evie was half watching them, bending her arm some to look at how bad the bite was. There’s a hiss from her as it pulls, digging into the aforementioned pouch and really hoping to find something to cover it with. There’s a small frown on her face as she searches, finally feeling every inch of her injuries and the fatigue that comes with a long day of running and fighting.
Lucifer, she needed sleep. ]
Dressing up... sorry
I hereby declare you the winner!
Re: Dressing up... sorry
[ Evie looks up from where she’s crouched as she searches for another pouch. The one she has is okay? But she has plans to make a stop at the cleaning supplies to see if there are smoke bombs she can rig up quickly. She needs something to carry them safely.
At the very least she can make a stop in the kitchen to whip up dust grenades out of flour and salt and cayenne pepper. But she has no idea what this guy could be talking about so she’s stopped her search to look at him in confusion. ]
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[ Aww, Edge. Evie can appreciate a compliment like that. If this were several years ago, she'd see this as the flirting it is. But, this Evie isn't at all like her boycrazy younger self, so she gives him a slight nod and a smile. ]
Thank you. I've had some practice in dressing appropriately for situations, and I'm a designer by trade back home. Do you want some help? We can probably find you a better cloak. It shouldn't be too difficult.
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So...a cloak that works for you, for starters. What else should we find? for you?
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[But, with that flirtation delivered charmingly, Edge frowns and folds his arms.] I need a mask, of course, but I don't have most of the weapons I'd need to tuck away inside my gear. So I suppose I have more options than I'm used to...
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Edge asks for a mask and Evie turns to one of the shelves nearby, sorting through. ]
What kind of mask? A domino mask to cover the eyes? A full-face one?
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A ninja's mask covers mouth and nose. In small part it's protection against gas attacks and smoke, but primarily it's for concealing lip movements so the enemy can't read your lips to guess at your plans -- or even know if you're speaking to someone or not.
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[ She's digging through the shelves carefully, glancing at Edge occasionally while she works out what colors would work best and what would fit the situation they're heading into.
He's a ninja. She knows what those are. Finally, she finds something that might work. Holding out something she's sure can be used as the mask he needs, she raises an eyebrow. ]
Try it. There are several more on the shelf, if that one doesn't work.
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This seems great! Excellent eye on that one.