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middleofsomewhere2021-03-11 06:00 am
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Entry tags:
- !mission eleven,
- alice liddell (am) [ou],
- cassie cage [ou],
- devero [ou],
- entrapta [ou],
- inigo [ou],
- jiang cheng [ou],
- kairi [ou],
- kitty pryde [ou],
- koumyou sanzo [ou],
- madoka kaname [ou],
- masumi sera [ou],
- najaran [ou],
- piccolo [ou],
- reno [ou],
- romeo [crau],
- sonya blade [ou],
- taiki [ou],
- thanatos [ou],
- tidus [ou],
- trunks brief (future) [ou],
- vegeta iv [crau],
- yondu udonta [ou],
- yugi mutou [ou],
- ~x~adam parrish [ou],
- ~x~ai haibara [ou],
- ~x~alleyana tabris [ou],
- ~x~amery vallet [ou],
- ~x~bucky barnes [crau],
- ~x~casper leblanc jr [crau],
- ~x~conan edogawa [ou],
- ~x~danny phantom [ou],
- ~x~demyx [ou],
- ~x~dyme graydon [ou],
- ~x~ea-nasir [au],
- ~x~ken amada [au],
- ~x~ken ichijouji [ou],
- ~x~kyoko sakura [au],
- ~x~merwen [ou],
- ~x~prompto argentum [ou],
- ~x~ran mouri [ou],
- ~x~raven [ou],
- ~x~roland crane [ou],
- ~x~senku ishigami [ou],
- ~x~takato matsuda [ou],
- ~x~wei wuxian [crau],
- ~x~willow amarina [ou],
- ~x~yoite [ou],
- ~x~yosuke otoha [ou]
The Will to Fight: Start
"Good Morning Passengers, today is day six of the month of Kazoo." The voice echoes through the train as passengers wake up in their beds. Not long afterwards their SCA’s glow with the colour of the void and a holographic image will appear.
Preparation
They have an hour or two to prepare. Enough time to read their briefs, make decisions, meet in their teams and gather anything they may need. The dressing carriage is open with tents and other basic camping equipment.
"Shortly arriving in system #86525656412355. Drop order is Orange and Blue followed by Red and Purple. Orange and Blue to doors, arriving in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one."
The train lurches as it exits through the void, before descending smoothly to the world below.
Blue and Orange
Arrival
If anyone peeks through the windows as the train lands they will see a glimpse of cracked and crumbling walls, a city on its last legs. As they exit the train, however, any passengers who aren't immune to magics influencing the mind will find themselves looking at grand, sturdy walls, flags with a blue field and golden tower fluttering from the ramparts.
They aren't too far from a gate, depending on where on the train they exited, and the gates are opened and unmanned. Inside, people are going about their business, selling their wares, while children run around playing among dogs and chickens.
The newcomers don't get too much attention, even though their hoodies and combat trousers seem very out of place in this city.
The Towers
The towers stand in each corner of the city. They are solid stone, no windows all the way up. The ground floor is the largest, grand doors leading into a functional yet beautiful foyer, and from there into smaller chambers. Wide, curving stairs lead up into the tower proper.
As they climb the towers they will come to the different levels which are all trapped, to dissuade intruders and train their disciples. They will be able to descend the towers and exit and enter again as many times as they like as they work their way up to the top.
The City
It will soon become apparent that persuading these people to fight isn't going to happen. The war has already been won, the demons were defeated. The world is safe once more. Welcome, travellers, to the Shining City.
Their SCA's show them the locations of the entrances to the catacombs. There are a handful, scattered around the city, clearly designed for quick evacuation should the city defences ever be breached.
Persuading people that the city needs to be evacuated might take a good while.
The Catacombs
The catacombs are cold and dark, lamps having gone unlit for months. Those that are sensitive or can sense magic in any way will be able to tell that at least here the wards hold: no demons will be able to enter.
The tunnels are narrow, able to fit two people side by side at their widest points, but more often than not they must move single file to avoid collapsed walls or leaning pillars. Or, sometimes, piles of bones spilled from the tombs set into the walls. Side tunnels extend out into the darkness, signposts or symbols marking old, unused storerooms, bunkers for temporary shelter, or private tombs and crypts.
At points the tunnels widen out into large chambers, rooms or galleries that have been used as cemeteries for centuries. At other points the tunnels have collapsed or become almost impassable. People will need to wriggle through the gaps or find ways to stabilise the tunnels in order to pass through.
Purple and Red
Arrival
"Red and Purple to doors." The train flies back into the air after dropping Orange and Blue at the city gates. It doesn't go very far; it's less than a minute later that they're landing again. The doors open and they can step out into the destroyed countryside.
They don't get much time to get their bearings as the train flies off again, because coming over a nearby hill is a band of demons, a gate crackling behind them. The band is mostly footsoldiers, with several of the larger breed interspersed.
It's hard to say which side is more taken by surprise, but the Voidtreckers will only have moments to ready themselves before the demons rush in.
Defending the City
It's a wide area to cover, surrounding the city, and there is plenty of work to be done. Bands of demons roam around, most headed towards the city. They run, claws digging into the ground, leaving a trail of destruction behind them. Sometimes they will have a larger demon or even two with them, armed with toxic whips that they use with dangerous accuracy.
Other times there will be smaller demons, carrying ornate daggers, whispering foul spells to drain and bind their enemies. These demons become more regular as the days progress as it becomes obvious that taking the city will not be as easy as they first thought.
Closing the Demon Gates
The gates nearer the city are smaller, and easy enough to find, but the SCA's of the red team pinpoint more and more gates as they open in the areas further out. Triangular markings on their SCA maps indicate distance and direction.
The gates must be closed from the other side, so the first thing is to enter them. Entering the gates feels strange, uncomfortable, as if something were tugging and clawing at their very being, trying to pull them out of their own skin.
That feeling lasts for a moment, albeit one that feels stretched, and then they are in the demon realm: a monochrome world devoid of life, where every step taken tires the body, where even existing is exhausting.
The gates are guarded, so adjusting will need to be done in combat. Smaller gates have fewer guards than the larger, but all will fight savagely to protect the keystone.
The keystones are smooth black obelisks about a foot high, usually stood on a plinth or set above the gate location as a centrepiece. Each can be destroyed by blunt force or any other ability able to shatter stone, and once it is they will have a short amount of time to leave before the gate closes. Their SCA will helpfully start a timer indicating this.
Preparation
They have an hour or two to prepare. Enough time to read their briefs, make decisions, meet in their teams and gather anything they may need. The dressing carriage is open with tents and other basic camping equipment.
"Shortly arriving in system #86525656412355. Drop order is Orange and Blue followed by Red and Purple. Orange and Blue to doors, arriving in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one."
The train lurches as it exits through the void, before descending smoothly to the world below.
Blue and Orange
Arrival
If anyone peeks through the windows as the train lands they will see a glimpse of cracked and crumbling walls, a city on its last legs. As they exit the train, however, any passengers who aren't immune to magics influencing the mind will find themselves looking at grand, sturdy walls, flags with a blue field and golden tower fluttering from the ramparts.
They aren't too far from a gate, depending on where on the train they exited, and the gates are opened and unmanned. Inside, people are going about their business, selling their wares, while children run around playing among dogs and chickens.
The newcomers don't get too much attention, even though their hoodies and combat trousers seem very out of place in this city.
The Towers
The towers stand in each corner of the city. They are solid stone, no windows all the way up. The ground floor is the largest, grand doors leading into a functional yet beautiful foyer, and from there into smaller chambers. Wide, curving stairs lead up into the tower proper.
As they climb the towers they will come to the different levels which are all trapped, to dissuade intruders and train their disciples. They will be able to descend the towers and exit and enter again as many times as they like as they work their way up to the top.
The City
It will soon become apparent that persuading these people to fight isn't going to happen. The war has already been won, the demons were defeated. The world is safe once more. Welcome, travellers, to the Shining City.
Their SCA's show them the locations of the entrances to the catacombs. There are a handful, scattered around the city, clearly designed for quick evacuation should the city defences ever be breached.
Persuading people that the city needs to be evacuated might take a good while.
The Catacombs
The catacombs are cold and dark, lamps having gone unlit for months. Those that are sensitive or can sense magic in any way will be able to tell that at least here the wards hold: no demons will be able to enter.
The tunnels are narrow, able to fit two people side by side at their widest points, but more often than not they must move single file to avoid collapsed walls or leaning pillars. Or, sometimes, piles of bones spilled from the tombs set into the walls. Side tunnels extend out into the darkness, signposts or symbols marking old, unused storerooms, bunkers for temporary shelter, or private tombs and crypts.
At points the tunnels widen out into large chambers, rooms or galleries that have been used as cemeteries for centuries. At other points the tunnels have collapsed or become almost impassable. People will need to wriggle through the gaps or find ways to stabilise the tunnels in order to pass through.
Purple and Red
Arrival
"Red and Purple to doors." The train flies back into the air after dropping Orange and Blue at the city gates. It doesn't go very far; it's less than a minute later that they're landing again. The doors open and they can step out into the destroyed countryside.
They don't get much time to get their bearings as the train flies off again, because coming over a nearby hill is a band of demons, a gate crackling behind them. The band is mostly footsoldiers, with several of the larger breed interspersed.
It's hard to say which side is more taken by surprise, but the Voidtreckers will only have moments to ready themselves before the demons rush in.
Defending the City
It's a wide area to cover, surrounding the city, and there is plenty of work to be done. Bands of demons roam around, most headed towards the city. They run, claws digging into the ground, leaving a trail of destruction behind them. Sometimes they will have a larger demon or even two with them, armed with toxic whips that they use with dangerous accuracy.
Other times there will be smaller demons, carrying ornate daggers, whispering foul spells to drain and bind their enemies. These demons become more regular as the days progress as it becomes obvious that taking the city will not be as easy as they first thought.
Closing the Demon Gates
The gates nearer the city are smaller, and easy enough to find, but the SCA's of the red team pinpoint more and more gates as they open in the areas further out. Triangular markings on their SCA maps indicate distance and direction.
The gates must be closed from the other side, so the first thing is to enter them. Entering the gates feels strange, uncomfortable, as if something were tugging and clawing at their very being, trying to pull them out of their own skin.
That feeling lasts for a moment, albeit one that feels stretched, and then they are in the demon realm: a monochrome world devoid of life, where every step taken tires the body, where even existing is exhausting.
The gates are guarded, so adjusting will need to be done in combat. Smaller gates have fewer guards than the larger, but all will fight savagely to protect the keystone.
The keystones are smooth black obelisks about a foot high, usually stood on a plinth or set above the gate location as a centrepiece. Each can be destroyed by blunt force or any other ability able to shatter stone, and once it is they will have a short amount of time to leave before the gate closes. Their SCA will helpfully start a timer indicating this.
Camp
"It's fine." Admittedly, she has stopped her own eating to watch the woman inhale her food, but she knows the feeling. Still, she raises her eyebrows and can't resist a comment before she goes back to eating, "... Try not to choke."
Re: Camp
Q'uila makes a concious effort to slow her eating as she lets her gaze drift across the fellow warrior, pausing, spoon halfway to her mouth as she notices the Saber.
"Is that a gunblade?!"
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"You know 'em?"
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Even without holding it the gunblade is unlike any she's ever seen both from the Bozjans or the Garleans, it looked more like something the Ironworks or Nero would make.
"I have a fair amount of training as a Gunbreaker, 'tis a style from oversees that utilises the gunblade although none that I have seen look like that."
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"Hm, no Gunbreakers back home." Her tone lilts the comment to curious rather than dismissive. The weapon is perhaps one of the few things Light considered a hobby on Cocoon, after all. "What're the differences?"
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Q'uila picks up the gunblade carefully and starts giving it a look over. Her ears perk up and her tail curls as she turns the blade about, feeling the weight and tapping at the metal with her claw.
"'Tis a most wonderful weapon and I can safely say completely unlike any gunblade I have seen or helped forge at home. I think the main difference is purpose," She holds the blade by the hilt and gives it a few twirls, comfortable despite her unfamiliarity with the weapon. "From the feels of things, would I be right in saying that when fighting with a party your role is to be the damage dealer, quick precise movements that target weakness that can be exploited by those at range or wielding magic?"
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"Mm- that's right. The style's one for mobility, keeping your enemy off balance... It's a basic gunblade, but it's balanced."
Her look is expectant, waiting to hear how a Gunbreaker's blade compares.
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Q'uila sets the gunblade back down and looks back up at Lightning, "Physical attacks are enhanced by the gunplay that requires aether, magic, being infused into the bullets to produce a range of effects like shields, health, or even temporary invulnerability to attacks."
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The talk of weaponry definitely has the miqo'te looking more awake and aware, her tail wiggling happily behind her as she grins at Lightning. "Yes, 'tis a surprisingly tricky skill to pull off. You have to infuse the powder within the bullets with magic, so your intention for that particular bullet needs to be clear in your mind, and the effect triggers once the bullet connects with its target."
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Not many elite Guardian Corps were l'Cie, after all. Well, manadrives existed, but they weren't used on weapons, not that she'd ever gotten to see. She... wants to try it, a little. She doesn't have a tail of her own, so her interest isn't so immediately obvious, but her food is half-eaten and forgotten in her lap. "You have any bullets meant for targets, or is it all protective?"
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She nods, "There are quite a few bullets specifically for damage. Some cause small amounts of damage over time, others explode and burn a wide variety of enemies and some even enhance the impact of strikes made with the blade against the enemy, 'tis a skill set with much versatility. Though I imagine your gunblade has a better mix of melee and ranged."
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"Hope you get yours back, then. I'd like to see it in action. Outside of strikes, this one's just a weapon." One she favours above all else, but still. ... Ah. She blinks, and realises what they were doing before they both got so distracted. "Your stew's getting cold."
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Q'uila looks down at her food that could now only generously be called lukewarm, "Ah, not a problem, it just needs a re-heat."
Q'uila holds her bowl up with a cheeky grin and takes a deep breath, pooling aether in her throat, and exhales blowing a stream of flames at the bottom of the bowl that then lick and flicker up the sides and over her hands. Cutting off the flow of dragon fire, Q'uila brings the now steaming bowl back down to her lap and takes another bite of her meal.