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The Will to Fight: Ongoing: Red and Purple

Dawn Attack

It's been a busy few days of fighting demons, attacking keystones and fighting both on the demon and human planes. On the morning of day nine of the month of Kazoo a gate opens close to the base camp that the two teams have made.

It seems the demons have decided to focus on this unexpected threat, because it is a sizable force, with a number of the large demons. They march towards the camp with single-minded focus, the opportunity to stop these unwanted defenders taking precedence over their desire to destroy the city.

The advantage to the landscape being as ruined as it is, is that there isn't much to stop the lookouts from seeing this force headed towards them. A gate opening is not subtle. There should be enough time to make sure the defenders are ready.

Scouting Ahead

Once that skirmish is won those on the Red team will find their SCA's beeping, with an exclamation point far out to the east.

A group of demons is congregating at the location indicated. Investigate why, defeat the demons and close any gates nearby.

It will take a while to get there and there is plenty to do on the way for those that follow the exclamation point. Roaming packs of demons, gates to be closed. Exhausting work, especially for those going in and out of the demon gates.

Protecting the City

Once it is clear that these defenders are not going to be easy to wipe out, the attacks on the city itself get more frequent. The demons have changed tactics: rather than sending in large groups they open many small portals, sending small strike teams to harry and target individuals.

Some of the attacks are clearly meant as traps: they open the gates in or very close to the city, to lure the Voidtreckers in to where they will be affected by the spell. Ranged attacks may be useful here.

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For those in camp after the dawn attack they might be aware that something seems... strange. A rustling in a tent, items not quite where they left them, a mug knocked over, rope tangled where it was not before.

Nothing that seems dangerous. Perhaps an animal got into camp?

Beep. Beep. Boop.

(OOC: For mod sanity try and group up as much as you can here though individual threads are fine as well!)

Edited 2021-03-17 19:31 (UTC)

(01) dawn attack;

Looks like they've finally caught up, huh?

[ To the plan, to the presence of foes stronger than the humans they thought to wipe out from existence. Roland's arms are crossed, his clothing a tattered mess, the sword sheathed by his hip the only weight that comforts him. He watches them coming, hears the gates open too close for him to catch any sort of rest or sleep. Not now.

The camp they've set up had its defenses, withstood attacks, but with an oncoming force ready to pin them here...He takes a deep breath, no time to acknowledge nerves building up again. No time for anything but to rally. So he turns back, and out of his Arms Band comes supplies - MRE packs, shakes, potions, salves. ]

We knew this was coming. [ He proclaims loudly. ] For those who haven't had a chance to eat or rest, take a potion or elixir now. Supply runners, inventory managers, are we still good? Non-combatants, get as far away from the front line as possible. Or if you're ready for the action...find a pair, a group. Anyone who can cover your six.

[ Roland's blade, noticeably new with dark scales and a scimitar's edge, is removed from its scabbard. He's one such guy ready to take on the horde if anyone wants to join him for the initial charge. For now, he continues to rally though it's not as inspirational as he might want. That's fine. That's not his strong suit. ]

Small demons with daggers are the smartest, fastest ones. They cast magic that can drain life the moment it touches you. The big ones stomping about have whips you can't touch either, unless you want to get poisoined. [ He turns back to the camp and nods at familiar faces, liaisons ready to disperse, everyone going to their places with the camp bustling and getting ready for war. ] Don't let a single one of them through. Keep a tight formation. Let's go!

(02A) protecting the city;

[ His gun is charging up some, barrel filled with magical light that grows larger and larger by the second. But it keeps him stationary, unable to do anything else, even as a portal nearby the outskirts of their camp open and a small horde of three demons rush at him like a pack of hungry beasts. Still. He doesn't move. ]

I'm not aiming for them, if you're catching my drift.

[ He says to whoever is nearby, hoping they can mitigate the incoming group. Indeed, his sights are set elsewhere: the portal that's ready to close behind them, with an even larger pack of demons ready to storm out. He just needs that opening...closer now...So he can shoot a canon of light straight into the hell hole! ]

Any time, now!

(02B) the servant;

[ Roland knows it's a trap. But he's always been a fool's errand boy. The best part about it is that in his plan of attack, he grows confident he can pull it off.

His SCA is timed to a number, but for what reason, is anyone's guess. The opening gate is waiting for him, so if you join him on this endeavor, be prepared for some pretty cocky moves. One can only hope Roland has the chops to actually pull it off.

Pulling it off, meaning, entering a gate all by his lonesome. Stay here with him or not, he'll be asking you to help, in whatever way you deem fit. ]

Don't worry. I'm gonna be fine. [ Confident, confident. Has he entered a gate before? ] I'll pop in, fight a couple of baddies, collapse a keystone if I can, come out the gates opening closer to the mobile unit we've set up. We don't have enough manpower to deal with multiple gates opening at once. There's no other way.

[ Or is there? Are you giving this crazy human man a face? He'll send you one right back. ] What?

[ ARGUE? FIGHT? The choice is yours. ]

(X) wildcard;

[ you know the spicy drill by now! ]

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[Dawn]

Casper's awake when the portal opens, and starts yelling on the network. As much as he wants to start moving and taking care of them himself, he's aware that as strong as he is he stands no chance against that many on his own.

Once they've gathered some of their forces though, Casper dives right in. He only has so much 'life-affirming' magic available, but what he does have is ice. A lot of ice. One group of demons gets pelted with snowballs, another gets the area around them pelted with snow and sleet, sending them tripping on the suddenly far-more difficult surface.

There's a brief flash of Casper looking a few inches taller, in a dark robe. He flourishes it, and he suddenly appears behind a demon, slamming a baseball bat into its spine before darting away again. The length of the robe doesn't seem to hamper him, and if someone tries to track him they'll have a hard time - he's running fifty... sixty... seventy... way too many miles per hour. He's picked up rope from somewhere, too, and attached a rock to the end, making a crude sort of bolas that he's using to wrap around demon necks and tug hard enough to break them.

He's getting bashed around, but strangely, despite his obvious pain response, it only seems to make the injuries he's inflicting on the demons that much more severe. He'll rescue anyone he sees in danger, back them up, and get right back to fighting.

[Protecting the City]

Casper is pacing himself a little better in these fights. He's not going into the gates, but if he spots one opening up there's a decent chance a wall of ice will sprout to block the entrance. When he sees people heading to the portal he'll drop it, moving onto another one.

Any demon that gets close to camp will probably get Casper moving to intercept if no one else does, or if the person looks like they need backup. He's trying to keep his magic usage limited - he can only do so much, and there's a chance he'll need to same some for the end. If nothing else, he needs to save some to heal himself in case of severe injury.

[Camp]

He's exhausted. He doesn't need to sleep, but it's pretty clear he's running himself ragged. Someone might find him around the camp nursing a little bit of food, or petting his raven, or hugging a plush wolf. If he's had a particularly bad run he'll be catching his breath away from people, reddish-yellow blood streaked with silver on wounds that close within a few minutes.

He's still up and able to lend a hand if needed, but there's significantly less pep in his step at the moment. And quietly in the evenings he has his back up against something solid, singing a haunting song that seems to echo out further than it should.

[Wildcard]

[???]

[Hit me up, I'll match prose or action.]

[It's late at the campsite, and as Roland's wandering near the edge there's the faint light of an SCA reveling another Passenger. Ken is curled up with his bag, covered in ash and looking very tired. As much as he's tried to clean himself off he's just gotten everything dirty...]

[He freezes as he looks up at Roland, sniffling to try to clear his nose and then coughing. He looks unusually pale - even with the protection of Vexen's coat he's still particularly affected by the land on the other side of the portals and by whatever attacks the smaller demons are using.]

I-I'm fine!

[He's not fine and it's obvious, but he doesn't want someone to tell Vexen. He can take care of himself. He doesn't need to be worried over. He's just... low on magic for the moment... that's got to be all it is, right? Right.]

Dawn Attack

Nozomi busy trying to get in a bit of sleep when the demons start attacking again. It startles her with a groggy groan, trying to sit up as she gets her bearings. "Mmmrgh... another one? Tell them to come back in five minutes..."

She'll be busy trying to find a potion and her CureMo in her groggy state.

Protecting the City

It seems that the demons are getting smarter, activating smaller portals with smaller groups in them. Even more, it seems that the group is aiming at Nozomi more, trying to lure her towards the city. Right now, Nozomi isn't thinking too straight and is bouncing closer and closer to the city in her attempt to stop these beings.

You can try and stop her from getting closer to the city if you can. However, if you fail, she'll come to a stop as she sees the city before her, lost in its magics. The demons sees this as a perfect opportunity, binding her with the intention on stealing her costume for protection before killing her. She might need some help with that...

Wildcard

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Dawn Attack:
Takato may have been fast asleep, worn out from all the fighting he and Guilmon had been doing. But Guilmon is awake enough to catch the scent and commotion of the approaching attack. He shakes Takato awake and they are out at the edge of the camp with time enough to see the army approaching.

A bright flash of light later, and they are Dukemon again, charging towards the invading army with lance and shield ready.

Protecting the City:
By this time, Takato and Guilmon were exhausted. The brief breaks at the camp weren't enough to make up for the long hours of fighting in a form they weren't used to. Their movements as Dukemon were slower, and their attacks were taking longer to charge.

But they stayed by the city, defending it against each new attack.

Edited 2021-03-17 21:18 (UTC)

[Trunks was glad he slept lightly, as he'd been taking his rest when it became apparent what was happening. On his feet easily, sword scooped up and over his shoulder, he was pulling on his armor's gloves while he jogged to where Roland was. Best to get a better eye on things.]

So far we've been able to keep everyone with food and rest if they take it, although some have been very stubborn about it.

[Trunks listens to the rest of the rally, before nodding.]

I'll try and focus on the big ones.

Dawn Attack:
Danny occupies himself by punching his way through packs of demons, occasionally throwing in some ghost ice for good measure. All along the way he complains, loudly, about the time of day and wonders whether ghosts and demons had something against letting people sleep in.

Scouting Ahead:
Danny was finally starting to feel the exhaustion from his many trips into the demon world, but he still volunteers immediately to scout ahead. He still had energy enough. Probably.

Besides, he figured that it would be useful having someone along who could scout from the sky.

Now that it's up and on, Trunks is ready. He's been trying to focus on the big guy's with whips, both avoiding said whips and fighting the demons. But it doesn't mean he's ignoring other opportunities.

Much like Casper, Trunks is moving almost too fast to be seen at times, especially when it comes to dodging. He's a blur of golden aura with flashes of his sword striking out, and small burst-attacks of ki. "Casper! This way!" Called and asking for back-up as Trunks has a big demon's whip severed, but can't seem to get close otherwise.

It's odd, Ryo thinks, that his satchel is not where he'd left it. It hasn't moved too far, sure, but the fact of the matter is he'd made it very clear to his teammates that no one was to move it without his knowledge, and he doubts any of them would have gone against that.

It's odder still that he can hear something moving in a tent - something that his Sense is not picking up, which means it's likely not a teammate or a demon. He'd think it was an animal, but there haven't been any of those out here in base camp.

He waves to the two people nearest him - Willow and Vexen, both people he trusts - and gestures towards the tent, then to his ear. Can they hear that?

I. Dawn Attack

II. Scouting Ahead

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Dawn Attack-Open

Trunks had been one of those resting in the camp; good thing he slept lightly. It's not long at all before he's joining the initial charge to meet the demons as they come. Glowing golden with the super-saiyan aura, sword out and he's taking down demons swiftly. The normal ones don't give him much trouble, but the smaller ones and the big ones are definitely more annoying.

Dawn Attack-Closed to Family

Once past the initial charge and attack, Trunks is focusing on the bigger demons. His plan so far has been cut their whips so they can't use them, try to not get hit, and then blast them from a distance. His armor is already showing spots of wear-and-tear thanks to a few times he didn't dodge completely, as is his sword from cutting them.

He's not letting it stop him though, as the poison is quickly burned away by short bursts of his ki in an aura. He's managed to disarm a few of the big guys and they're all in a nice group--but his Burst Attack isn't going to cut it this time. Finding a spot on the ground nearby, Trunks pulls his ki in more, shifting his hands and position "Gallick...." Then lets the burst fly, almost shoving the beam of ki at the bigger demons. "Ho!"

Protecting the City

Obviously the demons had kept learning, as this was going to make it hard for people to get any rest. Trunks fell for one trap already; fortunately the demons had bitten off a bit more than they could chew. He wasn't falling for it again, so his sword was staying sheathed whenever he was close to the city. Staying out of range, and hurling ki Blasts was the way to go.

Camp
With the increase, Trunks found himself actually exhausted more often. But he took a drink, had something to eat, maybe even part of one of the Lembas Breads in his ARMS bands, when he could and kept going. They'd get through this siege, although someone might want to make sure he takes more breaks.

Willow's own stuff has been moved, her bow and a knife not where she had set them down. Not to much further either, but enough to raise suspicion. She's not alone in this, it seems as others have had theirs moved, and goes to investigate.

Quietly, she goes over to Ryo as he's waving over and looks at the tent. An eyebrow raised, about to say something before she hears rustling in it herself and nods. Instead of speaking, to not alert the intruder, she opts to instead use her magic on the ground to spell out "Demon?" with a faint glow.

II. Dawn Attack

II. Brief Rest

III. Scouting Ahead

Vexen's own supplies are kept in his magical inventory, but he's noticed other things moving. A tent rope here, a cup there. He knows none of the defenders were near those things when they moved, and that itself has him on high alert. When he hears the rustling, he's immediately paying attention. He glides over to the others, floating silently, and glances down at the word. It's a good idea, and with a wave of his hand, shadowy letters form his own response.

No aura of darkness, so no.

I. Dawn Attack

II. Protecting the City

Casper zooms towards Trunks, his makeshift bolas lashing out and wrapping around a demon leg. He's not strong enough to tug it to the ground without breaking the rope, but it's enough to be distracting - probably long enough for Trunks to close the distance.

He shakes his head at Willow's question - he can't sense it, so no - and then pauses at the written reply. He's the only one here whose magic doesn't do that, huh. Evidently he's stuck with gesturing.

He reaches for the tent flap and mimes pulling it back, giving both of them a pointed look. Are they ready?

No dark aura, so no demon. Strange, and there's no living energy sensed either, which makes Willow's guard raise a bit more to prepare for what'll come. Hand immediately going to her hip where one knife was, she nods at Ryo and then looks to Vexen.

Whatever this is, she's ready to help out and get to the bottom of this.

Drawing his shield would be a bit flashy for an attempted ambush, but that hardly leaves him defenseless. He lifts his hand, and a faint blue glow surrounds his fingers. He also focuses on his scanning magic, searching for anything that might indicate an animate creature, even one as technically non-existent as a lesser Nobody.

Spells prepared, he glances at Willow, then nods. He's ready for whatever they might find in there.

They both seem as prepared as they'll ever be, and Ryo nods as well. He holds up three fingers and counts them down - 3, 2, 1 - then yanks the tent flap up and holds it open, making sure he's well away from the entrance.

Dawn
Xue Yang is a fairly light sleeper and he can practically feel the vibrations of lots of feet marching their way toward camp. He pushes himself to his feet and collects his weapons, pulling his robes on and getting dressed practically as he walks towards the enemy.

He stops as he reaches the lookout area and watches the large force heading towards them. He pulls out the enchanted swords, figuring a distance attack might be for the best but not yet making a move.

"They are not smart enough to sneak up on us."

Scouting ahead
Xue Yang is heading towards the location on the SCA. He is already wound up and ready to kill after the early morning assault on their camp. Sword in hand because he keeps having to take down little remnants of demons that keep trying to get in his way.

He is busy with one such band of trouble makers and doesn't see some of the others coming up from behind him. He is usually pretty alert when it comes to enemies but after all these days of fighting and the early rise of the morning, even his senses are starting to get a little worn down.

He is busy with the demons in front of him as those others close in.

Fortunately, or unfortunately for those trying to dodge getting looked at, Willow's able to be found almost anywhere around camp and has been quite literally flying around and has not tucked her scarlet wings away. Just kept them close to her body for a speedy flight around to where she's needed. But when she sees Casper looking a bit more worse for wear, she marches straight on over to him with her arms folded.

"Sit. You are going nowhere looking like that." Her tone is flat, but determined, and beneath it is all the concern and worry in the world.

He looks up at the woman and just sits where he is, thankfully not in the middle of a 'path'. Bob flutters down to land on Casper's shoulder, squawking.

'She's right, you know. Stop being an idiot.' "I'm not being an idiot..." But it's mumbled and there's no venom in it. Just exhaustion.

"I'll be fine... just... give me a minute..."

Dawn
Xie Lian doesn't need a lot of sleep and he was up early doing some meditation when he sense the surge of demons getting closer. He opens his eyes and gets to his feet quickly. For a moment he wonders if they are coming for the dagger that he still has in his possession and for a moment he worries this is his fault.

He goes back into the tent and grabs the dagger, tucking it into his belt before heading back outside and hurrying in the direction of the coming pass of demons. He is going to do whatever he has to, to protect the camp. Even if it means giving up the dagger.

He reaches the edge of the camp and looks around to see if anyone else was woken up by the rush of demons coming towards them.

Protecting the City
Xie Lian has been running around trying to stop as many of the small strike teams as possible. But it is becoming increasingly obvious that he has become a target and these portals are opening simply to attack him.

He takes down yet another patch of them before collapsing down on the ground. He sits there trying to regain some of his energy, growing more exhausted the longer he is out there.

"How much longer will we have to endure this?"

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The Will to Fight: Ongoing: Red and Purple

Intruder?

Roland OTA | [ action tags only ]

Casper | OTA

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Nozomi Yumehara | OTA

Takato/Guilmon/Dukemon |OTA

Dawn Attack.

Danny - OTA

Dawn

Ryo, Willow, Vexen

Piccolo | OTA

Trunks--Purple/Red Camp

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Reno | OTA

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NPC time?

Xue Yang | Red Team

Camp

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