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middleofsomewhere2021-07-21 06:04 am
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Entry tags:
- !mission thirteen,
- alice liddell (am) [ou],
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- cassie cage [ou],
- devero [ou],
- katsuya jonouchi [au-crau],
- koumyou sanzo [ou],
- lapis lazuli [crau],
- little one [ou],
- madoka kaname [ou],
- nell ingram [ou],
- romeo [crau],
- taiki [ou],
- thanatos [ou],
- trunks brief (future) [ou],
- vegeta iv [crau],
- xue yang [ou],
- ~x~freeza [crau]
So Familiar a Gleam: Finale
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A TL;DR notes version of days/prompts: (click to show)
EVENT BASICS:
DAYS 8-9 (M11-M12):
- Buildings had begun to disappear during days 7&8, facilities and even whole streets begin vanishing. There are signs of crumbling infrastructure everywhere they look.
- In the early morning of Day 9 (M12), the cracks in the city - in this illusionary world - finally spread. The void sky above shines brightly in its colours. Chaos - also referred to as the Entity, or That Guy - is heard screaming of vengeance against the Voidtreckers, blaming all that has happened onto them. It shows what happened to the original Diagad: It was destroyed by blocky shapes in the sky that came down and destroyed it, while Chaos itself fell into the void.
There is also some light mind torture, as a treat, to really wake people up. Memories, visions of their past assail them. This is the sort of stuff the voidtreckers have been training against and it's a good time for them to put all that work to the test. - Anan's group then takes over any electrical device still left. She explains that they have a way to get the non voidtreckers (4th wall characters and npcs) home and also a way to temporarily seal the world. The entity takes offence at this and the screens smash. The entity appears as a cyclone of crackling colourful energy.
- Illusionary creatures are sent around to find and attack Voidtreckers, but they're also going after 4th wallers/NPCS. There's also monsters from other worlds leaking through, real monsters. People will have to move around more carefully, as going out on the streets is dangerous.
- However, there's word that buildings are disintegrating/disappearing farther out from the centre sector. People see where the city limits are as the illusion of there being more to the city has completely faded.
- Their SCA's begin to work fully, including comms. Of course not everyone was wearing their SCA when they got pulled and the 4th wallers don't have one so it will be up to those who do to make sure everyone is kept in the loop.
- The main tasks are as follows.
- 1. Protecting people from attacks. Monsters have appeared, but people are also still brainwashed. Some even start to take on chaos features, streaks of colours dancing under the skin. These are so far gone it might be best to render them unconcious rather than trying to talk them round.
2. The non-voidtravellers need to be evacuated. As Anan explains, the 'unhooking' must be done by those with an SCA. Those that are evacuating people from the city will not be able to take part in the boss fight. Please note that those unhooking will suffer some effects afterwards and it will take them a good week or so to recover their full strength.
The city has many many people, so it is perfectly fine for the played 4th wallers to be the last to evacuate if they wish to take part in other things first!
3. The evacuation area needs protecting. Though the entity will hopefully be occupied by the main battle there will still be monsters targeting the area. Anan will encourage those who can fight to guard and those who are not strong combatants to take the role of evacuating people.
4. Getting people through the city- the city is unstable though there are strange creatures, almost children, partially animal who seem to be formed of the chaos all around them. However far from cruel they act as guides, mostly focusing on the children or those with pure hearts, helping them to safety.
5. Taking on the entity. There are two boss battle threads! Here and Here
"YOU. YOU WISH TO RUIN MY WORLD. TO TEAR IT ASUNDER, BREAK AND CRUMBLE AND INCINERATE ITS EXISTENCE AGAIN. AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN. I WATCHED IT. THE END OF DIAGAD, PURPLE SKIES, THE CHILDREN WHO LAUGHED IN JOY, THE SMILES I BROUGHT TO LIFE. THE REASON I WORKED AND WOKE AND WHAT KEPT ME GOING EACH AND EVERY DAY. MY EXISTENCE. MY BEING.
FALLING. FALLING. FALLING. I FELL AS IT CAME, BLACK TERROR WITH A HUNGER. HOW DID THE CHILDREN CRY? DID THEY SUFFER? I CAN HEAR THEM ALL, I CAN IMAGINE THEM. SEE IT. THE POSSIBILITIES, THE MAYBES, THE TRUTH. THE WORLD-- MY BEAUTIFUL DIAGAD, OH! THE VOID HAS BLESSED AND CURSED AND DAMNED AND DESTROYED AND BROUGHT TO ME A CHANCE TO SAVE IT THIS TIME, I WILL SAVE DIAGAD, I WILL HEAR THE CHILDREN LAUGH AGAIN, NO ONE WILL DESTROY MY CITY AGAIN. NO ONE, NO THING, IT WILL BE BEAUTIFUL AND SAVED AND IT WILL PROSPER FOREVER.
ALL WHO HARM US! ALL WHO STOP OUR RETURN! I WILL FIX WHAT HAS BEEN BROKEN. NEVER AGAIN SHALL YOU YOU VOIDTRECKERS HARM MY WORLD AGAIN. TWISTING AND RUINING OUR HOME NO MORE NO MORE I WILL END YOU."
The spiel comes in the early morning of Merriment 12, their ninth day on this strange world, though morning and night are indistinguishable now with the void-scarred sky burning above Jinnjar. Little exists of the sectors but the education and political district, and everyone has had to take shelter in its buildings, on cold tiled floors and with few blankets. There is no waking comfortable, feeling at ease. The city continues to crumble, and the citizens turned into the Entity's Heroes never quit their search and harassing of people who may be secret Voidtreckers, regardless of the ruinous world around them.
And then it speaks. The Entity's voices wakes everyone, enters into dreams, reality and the fake undefinable between one another. Scenes switch from one to another. A sky. Purple, serene and calm. A feeling of great contentment. But then come the shadows. Dark clouds filling the sky, blotting out that most perfect sky. A scream. No, a thousand screams. A world of screams echoes in every ear. A shadowed figure falling into the void. Pain erupts through the body, the mind, madness and grief suffocating every sense, every fibre of the being, and more attempts to fill and drown each and every person in Diagad. There is grief, there is love, there is despair. A longing and desperation that can never be fulfilled that cries out.
Once it's over, many have collapsed from the experience, and there are screams of those scared for their lives. Go out into the streets if you haven't already, and you will see the streets breaking, buildings being pulled like cubes, splitting people and trapping them. And there is a surge that hits people - Voidtreckers, others - with a brainwashing that makes them think of only one thing:
NO MORE. END. WE WILL END THE VOIDTRECKERS.
In amongst all of this chaos screens switch on. Any screens left working in buildings, on buildings, peoples phones. All show a young woman, a droid sat on her hair, metal legs curled around her head.
"Malin?"
A woman's voice. "Yes, go Anan. Now."
"LISTEN UP!" Anan isn't as loud as the booming voice echoing through the city, but she makes herself clear. "We need to evacuate and seal this world. It is falling apart." Stating the obvious, perhaps.
"We can temporarily seal it and we think there is a way to get the others back to their worlds. I know you Voidtreckers have had no training and this is advanced and really dangerous but everyone who is not a void traveller is in a lot of danger."
In truth, even the void travellers were in danger, but she doesn't want morale to be too low.
"Anyone willing to help meet me in the big park. You'll know it, it's the only park left!"
'HOW DARE YOU! HOW DARE YOU THWART ME. NO. NO. YOU DON'T. THIS IS MY CITY. MINE NOT YOURS. NOT YOURS TO DESTROY.' There's a huge crack as the sky itself seems to crack apart as colours twist and turn, a cyclone that forms at the edgez of the city, slowly beginning to devour it.
Over the camera Anan looks visibly shocked, terrified even, lost for words. An older man with reddish greying hair steps towards her, putting a big hand on her shoulder.
"Focus Anan. Voidtreckers. We do not ask it lightly. Please those that can, fight. Buy us time to set the seals. Buy time for those with no void craft to evacuate."
The screens flicker in colour before it cracks into static.
'NONE OF YOU WILL SURVIVE.'
And then it speaks. The Entity's voices wakes everyone, enters into dreams, reality and the fake undefinable between one another. Scenes switch from one to another. A sky. Purple, serene and calm. A feeling of great contentment. But then come the shadows. Dark clouds filling the sky, blotting out that most perfect sky. A scream. No, a thousand screams. A world of screams echoes in every ear. A shadowed figure falling into the void. Pain erupts through the body, the mind, madness and grief suffocating every sense, every fibre of the being, and more attempts to fill and drown each and every person in Diagad. There is grief, there is love, there is despair. A longing and desperation that can never be fulfilled that cries out.
Once it's over, many have collapsed from the experience, and there are screams of those scared for their lives. Go out into the streets if you haven't already, and you will see the streets breaking, buildings being pulled like cubes, splitting people and trapping them. And there is a surge that hits people - Voidtreckers, others - with a brainwashing that makes them think of only one thing:
In amongst all of this chaos screens switch on. Any screens left working in buildings, on buildings, peoples phones. All show a young woman, a droid sat on her hair, metal legs curled around her head.
"Malin?"
A woman's voice. "Yes, go Anan. Now."
"LISTEN UP!" Anan isn't as loud as the booming voice echoing through the city, but she makes herself clear. "We need to evacuate and seal this world. It is falling apart." Stating the obvious, perhaps.
"We can temporarily seal it and we think there is a way to get the others back to their worlds. I know you Voidtreckers have had no training and this is advanced and really dangerous but everyone who is not a void traveller is in a lot of danger."
In truth, even the void travellers were in danger, but she doesn't want morale to be too low.
"Anyone willing to help meet me in the big park. You'll know it, it's the only park left!"
'HOW DARE YOU! HOW DARE YOU THWART ME. NO. NO. YOU DON'T. THIS IS MY CITY. MINE NOT YOURS. NOT YOURS TO DESTROY.' There's a huge crack as the sky itself seems to crack apart as colours twist and turn, a cyclone that forms at the edgez of the city, slowly beginning to devour it.
Over the camera Anan looks visibly shocked, terrified even, lost for words. An older man with reddish greying hair steps towards her, putting a big hand on her shoulder.
"Focus Anan. Voidtreckers. We do not ask it lightly. Please those that can, fight. Buy us time to set the seals. Buy time for those with no void craft to evacuate."
The screens flicker in colour before it cracks into static.
'NONE OF YOU WILL SURVIVE.'
A DISJOINTED REALITY
[ FALLING CITY. ] The city has been torn apart, fragments of roads, buildings and structures floating in a horrible mess. Friends and comrades split apart, some trapped in rooms that once had exits, or with no way out than to fall to nowhere. Pieces may stitch back together again at random, but with the same unpredictably, tear apart.
And if it couldn't get any worse, those core lights buzz around the environment, searching for individuals. They will do anything to hinder our heroes: turn into monsters from their minds, attempt to encase them inside illusions of their fears; even try to make them see pathways that don't exist, to make them fall into nothingness.
But for those who honed their resistances against illusions, this time may be different from the last. And with some experimenting, or just some lucky wishful thinking at the right time - some will find they can bend the illusions to do as they want, if just for a while. Stitch back together pathways so they can be crossed over, or make a weapon appear where it's needed.
It requires concentration, will be exhausting with too much use, but still - when isn't an axe or road on call handy?
[ HINDRANCE OR HELP. ] But it isn't only the core lights and environment they need to worry about. There are monsters coming out of the void - monsters they may recognise, monsters they may not. But unlike those of illusions, these are real, monsters - mechanical, ghostly, flesh and blood, something else entirely - slipping through from other worlds to rampage here.
There are also civilians, those who remain brainwashed, going after the Voidtreckers with powers of their own: telekinesis, pyromancy, superstrength and endurance, and so forth. Their skill levels vary, but the strongest of all are those who features have become twisted, chaotic. Streaks of colours dance under the skin, and they listen to no reason but their own. The entity - no their god, Chaos, is remaking the world. Remaking it the way it should have always been.
Strangely, but luckily, not everyone is harmful. Amongst those out there are a peculiar sight: a short hybrid between child and woodland-creature. They're keen to help, particularly anyone young or good of heart. They will help to lead them to safe shelters - the safe-houses made by Voidtreckers, the protected rooms all that are left. They may even interrupt the core lights from harming youngsters, knocking and shattering them, and then staying close to the youngster.
[ THE EVACUATION. ] For those who manage to make their way to the park, Anan is there, looking grim. One good thing though, as voidtreckers rush towards the entity or get ready to protect those helping evacuate this world- those with SCA's will see them burst into life, comms online.
The evacuation area needs protecting. Those acting as beacons aren't able to fight for themselves and the evacuation process is intense, slow and there are many many people in this city. The main entity is distracted but the monsters are drawn towards this gathering of people. Holding them back is vital to this plan working.
It's going to take everything the voidtreckers and their new friends have, to pull this plan off.
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Seto had responded to Chaos's assault with a string of colorful insults. Turns out talking back may have been a mistake, because Seto's trip to the park is far from a walk in said park. No...he'd rather drive. So he's just going to casually look for a bike to take, flexes his fingers...
---at least until a monster jumps in his path and blasts him, sending him flying into a brick wall. He crashes painfully, head still spinning when a fist of fire is thrown at him. Seto decides in that moment that this is a terrible way to die, and summoning the last of his strange power, straight up spits lightning in the dude's face. The burn damage is kept minimal, but that throw...ow....
No time to wallow in pain. On his feet, gotta run, or...painfully jump out of the way of another fire punch. He swivels and kicks back, but probably can't hold him off too much longer.
"What, was that your bike? Look, can't we suspend the law for an emergency escape clause?"
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Bike-jacking is totally the way to go here, though. Later on the roads, your character might be backed into a corner, only to be thrown on the back of a motorcycle zipping by. No time for safety checks, unfortunately.
"Hang on! And yell out if you see a hole."
Monsters are still coming at them, so...that's not great news either. Hope your character can help with that.
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“Any nausea? Ringing in the ears?” Concussions can be rough, he knows that from a lot of experience.
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The man has a talent for finding him when he's in trouble. Seto isn't feeling up to thinking too hard about that, though. He lifts his head with a groan, really not liking the pounding.
"Hurts, but that's obvious. Ringing could be from the explosions."
He sets his hand on the wall and makes an attempt at hauling himself up. Can't stay long, nothing's stable.
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“We have to keep moving. You haven’t seen Rich or Ryo, have you?”
Asch can take care of himself just fine. The other two are less good in a fight.
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"Sorry, no. But..."
He turns to the street around them and sighs. "Turns out I can use my powers for carjacking if you want to cover what's left of the ground faster."
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He pulls out a roll of bandage and tears off a small piece, handing it to Seto. "You got your lip. Figure you don't want it all over your clothes, it's a bitch to clean up."
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"Have you heard from them recently?"
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"Shit, I gotta try to contact people on Red, too. I said I'd look out for them, and Lightning's gone missing again."
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"We can keep an eye out for injured. To get them to the site first, and...we'll find Ryo."
That's one way to find a healer
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A rescue
[A booming voice proclaimed boldly, despite the perilous nature of the situation. In reality, Atem had no where else to go, nearly surrounded by a horde of monsters. Still, he acted greater than his height, as his eyes narrowed and he met the gaze of the nearest fiend. Without his usual powers to call upon he was not as confident that he would succeed but he definitely wouldn't cower.
Besides, maybe now that the world was literally falling apart- he would be able to call upon the powers he was more accustomed too- he just needed to believe in the possibility. He started to reach for his sword, when all his bravado was cut short. Scooped up like he weighed less than a sack of sugar, his eyes widening in surprise he was soon speeding off in another direction on the back of a bike.
How convenient.. and only mildly embarrassing.]
Kaiba?! [He felt a flutter in his chest as he thought back over the last time he had seen the other, and how he had personally been acting. Now was not the time to address it however] Thank you- I'll do just that.
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Please tell me you remember me now. I'm your rival, not your groupie...as fun as that was.
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I.. remember a good deal more than that. [He assumed that Kaiba was testing the waters referring to him as a rival and not a lover] .. You needn't have played so hard to get.
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[ Seto briefly touches Atem's hand on his waist. His feelings are...complicated lately, and after what the other Kaiba said...
There may be a disconnect here. ]
You know I love games, especially with you. But I'm a little lost.
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We're both going to be a little lost if you don't angle this thing to the left!
[Atem interjected abruptly, though there was still enough time to react to the sudden formation of a hole in the path before them. He hadn't forgotten to look out for such obstacles, but once the danger was averted he considered the other's words.]
That could still be a lingering effect of whatever sort of magic is at work here.. [Offering up a potential solution to the quandary] .. I'd give it a little more time. [Not one for getting disheartened easily he chose some more innocuous questions first] What do you remember about your life beyond the confines of this city?
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We met back in Domino. You were a lost spirit protecting Yugi at the time, and I was an asshole who saw him as being in my way. You forced me to rebuild myself, we dueled over and over, you forced me to work with you, I fought to be acknowledged by you...and then you left, because destiny said so or whatever.
[ A very pointed scoff. ]
But I couldn't accept it. That you didn't face me one last time, or even say goodbye. I was willing to chase you anywhere, even beyond death...but it took me a while to realize why.
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[He commended the other man for his quick reflexes. The conversation was about to get considerably more confusing as it progressed]
That's it? [It was plenty, sure- but it was missing a significant portion of their history together] Asshole- is a little harsh. [Then he couldn't help smirking] .... even if it was true at the time.
[Thankfully it was not the end of the narrative, and Atem found himself clinging onto every word just as he was clinging on tightly not to be thrown from this bike]
So.. you do remember. [His voice grew thin as he nearly choked on the unspoken emotions] It's because of your undying affection for me. [
what] A sentiment that would drive you not only to the afterlife to seek me out, but also to another dimension entirely. [By now Kaiba was likely completely lost, but Atem didn't seem to get it, unable to read facial expressions from his position] .. but we found each other, didn't we? Defied the odds against us.no subject
I didn't think you knew.
[ Okay, he needs to find a place to pull over. He veers into a safe spot in an alley and parks, releasing the handlebars so he can take a deeper breath. ]
I didn't know either. Guess that explains why I didn't object to you getting in my space in the dressing room. But you meant so much more to me than that.
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A rescue
Eventually she ends up in a tight spot, surrounded by shadowy beings with sharp teeth. Sharon had dropped a few with bullets, but she knows she is outnumbered.
Then she hears the roar of a motorcycle engine. Ah, the blessed sound. It's been too long. As Sharon is scooped up, she swings her leg over the motorbike naturally, as if she's done it a thousand times.
"Now this is more like it." It's not a thank you, but she does sound pleased. Thanks, Seto!
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"There's a back-road path that's still open, but I'll have to make a few jumps. Hope you don't mind."
He starts down it, ducking low to avoid some debris flying. These monsters really are relentless!
I'm sorry she's a terror, let me know if I need to reign it back
Sharon holds onto his waist as they go down the back road, a necessity in the passenger's position. She leans down as the duck away from the debris, probably getting closer than necessary.
"Oh that'll be no problem at all. I can handle a rough ride."
There is a certain smug playfulness to her tone, the double meaning is obviously intended. Is she flirting, or is Sharon just trying to make him uncomfortable?
It's fine!
Doesn't quite need her this close, though. And...did she think he was trying to seduce her? He coughs rather awkwardly with an ill-timed swallow of dust, but after a moment of recovery---yeah, he's refocusing.
"My boyfriend agrees. On the left!"
And there really is a giant bird zooming in from the left. Huh.
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Just kidding. As always, Sharon was mostly trying to get a reaction. An awkward cough isn't quite the murderous rage that she usually gets from her colleges, but it will do.
"Ah," she says offhandedly, seeming nonplussed by the rejection. Aiming with her free arm, Sharon shoots the pistol towards the incoming bird. The bullet hits square in the chest. Not that it's terribly noticeable, given they aren't sticking around to check.
"Someone really aught to clean up around here," she muses as more debris falls behind them. Another shot is fired as a spectral hound lunges a bit too close. "I do hope this route you've chosen isn't a dead end."
Otherwise, they might be in trouble.
apologies for the delay, no worries about dropping
"The only cleaning that's going to happen is all of this falling into a black hole," he grouses. "We just need it to hold out long enough to run evacuations---all clear?"
The monsters are veering closer. He's good at evasion, but they have the advantage of numbers, and that swarm of bats is swooping down.
no worries, we can probably wrap it up quick
Meanwhile she is picking off monsters strategically, mentally counting down the number of bullets she has left. At this rate, more ammunition is going to be a must very soon.
That's when she notices one of the upcoming buildings, clearly unstable and barely standing. Sharon has an idea... one she can try forcing if gravity doesn't pull through. She taps on Seto's shoulder, specifically the same side as the building. "Care to take a risk?"
Will he pick up her cue?
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"Got it. We're going in!"
He dodges, bringing them close to that unsteady foundation. A solid hit here should create the perfect dustup.
Congrats on Sharon taking advantage of illusions... accidentally.