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maskormenacelogs2016-01-29 01:46 pm
maskormods) wrote in maskormenacelogs2016-01-29 01:46 pm
Entry tags:
- !event log,
- bart allen | kid flash,
- conner kent | superboy,
- fuu hououji | zephyr,
- jaime reyes | blue beetle,
- tadashi hamada | n/a,
- † agent texas | n/a,
- † alison hendrix | n/a,
- † barnaby brooks jr. | n/a,
- † bucky barnes | winter soldier,
- † carl grimes | n/a,
- † cisco ramon | vibe,
- † clara oswald | n/a,
- † cosima niehaus | n/a,
- † dave strider | knight of time,
- † dick grayson | nightwing,
- † dipper pines | n/a,
- † elsa brandt | the fabricator,
- † euphemia li britannia | n/a,
- † felix dawkins | n/a,
- † gaby teller | chop shop,
- † george o'malley | n/a,
- † glitch | n/a,
- † gogo tomago | n/a,
- † gregor vorbarra | greg vorthys,
- † grey | n/a,
- † hinami fueguchi | n/a,
- † jesse pinkman | diesel,
- † kaneda shotaro | n/a,
- † karen starr | power girl,
- † ken amada | n/a,
- † kururu sumeragi | pledge queen,
- † lucifer | n/a,
- † mabel pines | n/a,
- † magicman | n/a,
- † mathieu carver | shadow,
- † max caulfield | n/a,
- † maya fey | the pink princess,
- † mewtwo | n/a,
- † miles vorkosigan | admiral naismith,
- † naruto uzumaki | n/a,
- † newton geiszler | n/a,
- † normie osborn | n/a,
- † pacifica northwest | n/a,
- † perry the platypus | agent p,
- † richard gansey | raven king,
- † riku | darkeater,
- † ripley | n/a,
- † sabriel | abhorsen,
- † sarah manning | n/a,
- † sasha blouse | n/a,
- † shinjiro aragaki | n/a,
- † tetsuo shima | n/a,
- † the iron bull | the iron dragon,
- † wally west | kid flash,
- † yayoi nakayama | roaring queen
HOW DOES A RAGTAG VOLUNTEER ARMY IN NEED OF A SHOWER...
WHO: Kidnapped imPorts and their rescuers!
WHERE: A submarine off the coast of Antarctica.
WHEN: January 29th.
WHAT: Kidnapped imPorts have their powers turned on as LACKEY is rendered defunct, and take control of their own fate! In the meantime, their rescue crew is hot on their tail, ready to free them from their underwater prison.
WARNINGS: Mentions of gore and cannibalism; probable violence and death. Please let us know if this needs to be changed! Got any questions? Ask them HERE!
It is January 29th, DAY NINE of the imPorts' kidnappings. Conditions remain mostly the same, but it would not be any surprise if it were to seem worse to the kidnapped imPorts, particularly if their spirits have begun to flag. Their accommodations are just as cramped as they started out as, and without any access to outside life or common luxuries, being stir crazy is the least of their worries. Any food that was not shoved through the slot on the door has been left out in the heat of their bodies to rot, and their washroom circumstances certainly haven't improved over the week.
And to make matters worse, there has been a cannibal -- one or more -- within their midst. Some kidnapped imPorts may have noticed body parts being unceremoniously shoved through the food slot, only to be devoured by Ken Kaneki. Needless to say, these aren't circumstances that anyone wishes to prolong.
Luckily for the imPorts, they'll notice something odd. LACKEY's voice, no matter who it was talking to, will suddenly begin to sputter unnaturally to a halt... and in a sudden surge, each and every imPort will find their powers returning. Just beyond their door are 45 guards inside of the submarine they are trapped in, but with over fifty powered imPorts more than capable of simply ripping the door off of its frames, it's a much less daunting prospect. What will you do from here? Will you kill them, or will you attempt to salvage their lives, though they made no attempts to salvage yours?
Regardless of your actions, help is on the way! The intrepid RESCUERS are en route to the imPorts' location, and not long after their powers have been turned on, they will be reunited, taken care of, and will finally see the sun once more.
Remember, you may play out out all stages of the direct rescue process in this log, including before and after freedom has been achieved!
Once the imPorts have been brought back to the Antarctic Base, they will be instructed to wait for American planes stocked with medical professionals to touch down on Antarctic soil. ImPorts' wounds will be tended to, and they will be flown directly back to their homes, where they will be given further medical care as needed. If they are in possession - or are friends with those in possession of - teleportation or transportation powers, they are free to make their own way home as well! The planes are simply there out of consideration for everyone who will need a more traditional way home.
WHERE: A submarine off the coast of Antarctica.
WHEN: January 29th.
WHAT: Kidnapped imPorts have their powers turned on as LACKEY is rendered defunct, and take control of their own fate! In the meantime, their rescue crew is hot on their tail, ready to free them from their underwater prison.
WARNINGS: Mentions of gore and cannibalism; probable violence and death. Please let us know if this needs to be changed! Got any questions? Ask them HERE!
It is January 29th, DAY NINE of the imPorts' kidnappings. Conditions remain mostly the same, but it would not be any surprise if it were to seem worse to the kidnapped imPorts, particularly if their spirits have begun to flag. Their accommodations are just as cramped as they started out as, and without any access to outside life or common luxuries, being stir crazy is the least of their worries. Any food that was not shoved through the slot on the door has been left out in the heat of their bodies to rot, and their washroom circumstances certainly haven't improved over the week.
And to make matters worse, there has been a cannibal -- one or more -- within their midst. Some kidnapped imPorts may have noticed body parts being unceremoniously shoved through the food slot, only to be devoured by Ken Kaneki. Needless to say, these aren't circumstances that anyone wishes to prolong.
Luckily for the imPorts, they'll notice something odd. LACKEY's voice, no matter who it was talking to, will suddenly begin to sputter unnaturally to a halt... and in a sudden surge, each and every imPort will find their powers returning. Just beyond their door are 45 guards inside of the submarine they are trapped in, but with over fifty powered imPorts more than capable of simply ripping the door off of its frames, it's a much less daunting prospect. What will you do from here? Will you kill them, or will you attempt to salvage their lives, though they made no attempts to salvage yours?
Regardless of your actions, help is on the way! The intrepid RESCUERS are en route to the imPorts' location, and not long after their powers have been turned on, they will be reunited, taken care of, and will finally see the sun once more.
Remember, you may play out out all stages of the direct rescue process in this log, including before and after freedom has been achieved!
Once the imPorts have been brought back to the Antarctic Base, they will be instructed to wait for American planes stocked with medical professionals to touch down on Antarctic soil. ImPorts' wounds will be tended to, and they will be flown directly back to their homes, where they will be given further medical care as needed. If they are in possession - or are friends with those in possession of - teleportation or transportation powers, they are free to make their own way home as well! The planes are simply there out of consideration for everyone who will need a more traditional way home.
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[Bull has parked himself on his ass for a moment or two longer, still almost head and shoulders over most people. He's keeping an eye on the people milling around. There was just a bloodbath around here. Who's to say everyone is all settled down?]
[That there won't be infighting, once it's clear they're out of the woods. And their rescuers are present.]
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Bull was impossible to miss, watching as he went to sit down on the warship. American soldiers tried to offer him a coat, or at least a blanket if none of them fit. But they were soon brushed away, returning to the relief station where the next wave of people were coming off the sub.
There he was.
Kaneda steps forward, making his way over and pulling that giant fur hood down, taking off his goggles and slinging them around his arm. His hair was sporting his new red streak, black eyes just as tired, but...
There he was.
Standing a few yards away from Bull, unable to really think of anything to say. Every line he thought of seemed so...ill-fitting.
But he stood there.
Here I am.]
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[Or... he thought he could. It's hard to sit still when you see a familiar face in the crowd, after all.]
[He slowly stands, ignoring the soldiers advising him to sit, their medics trying to hand him water and whatnot. There's just one face ahead he has an eye for. He lifts a hand, waving at Kaneda.]
Hey, kid!
[As if nothing had even happened.]
How's it going?
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How's it going?
More like...how does he even answer that.
His eyes look up at the sky a moment to recollect himself, exhaling with a cloud of mist forming from his mouth as he thinks of an answer.]
It's been...
[It doesn't come.]
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[There he is.]
[Right in front of Kaneda. A little banged up. A little worse for wear, but here. Alive. Very much so.]
[His hands plunk down on Kaneda's shoulders.]
Look at you. Leading the charge. Pretty good work.
[I'm proud of you.]
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But he was alive. They both were.]
...
[He huffs at that comment, almost sheepishly.]
Horns up.
That's what you said.
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[Like there's tanned skin, half-shaved hair and the right armor even though the body isn't, staring back at him, sheepish and smug and...]
[There's nothing to be done for it.]
[Tired and beaten as they both are, he is damned proud of the kid. Look at all he's accomplished. He almost can't believe it. So... before he'll talk himself out of it, his grip on Kaneda's shoulders shift.]
[As he tugs the kid in for a real hug.]
Horns up. You're goddamn right.
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Kaneda can’t help but wonder where that eye goes, or what he’s looking at. Is it him? Or is he seeing someone else? It’s hard to tell without getting inside of his head. The one thing psychics have +1 on him.
But then his shoulders are pulled forward, Bull’s large arms wrapping around his back and pressing into his shoulder blades. Just like that day when he made that ochazuke, as if this was now where they stood. His own hands reach up instinctively--just like last time--hands and fingers gripping tightly to those arms, pressed into the skin to prove to himself Bull was there.
It was solidifying, having that proof.
Finally, he can’t fight it any longer, too tired and too impatient to care. He buries his face into Bull completely, tired of the harsh sunlight, tired of these damn Russians, tired of running around the world.
Tired.]
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[But it's clear the kid has been through hell. Worse than most of them. The way he holds on says that. The way he hasn't pulled away screams it. The way the kid's frame sags in his grip proves it. This... is an exhausted soul. One who suddenly feels light and frail in his arms -- where he'd felt nothing but steel before.]
[Good thing one of them has decided to be made of iron to hold him up. Bull doesn't let go. Or pull back. He stays put as Kaneda leans on him.]
[His voice is almost cracked as he says:]
Horns fucking up.
Good work, Arvaarad.