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Recollé Mods ([personal profile] recollecters) wrote in [community profile] recolle2019-03-07 05:41 pm

March 2019 Event Log

EVENT
CONTENT WARNINGS:
Some mild animal violence (Prompt 2), grotesque monsters (Prompt 3), rabid animals (Prompt 4)
Prologue.
The liaison has made plenty of preparations and stability measures to ensure that those traveling onward will be safe. With about a week to pack and prepare, users will find that there's a stroke of luck as they begin hunting and gathering. There isn't a shortage of supplies, and anything they could think of they may possibly need for their missions outside of the city will appear right within reach.

As promised, it's the morning of the seventh that a map appears on the Retrospec app. The first map depicts the city itself and shows a starred point at the Recollé Zoo and Aquarium. There are two more points at the Atrium and at the Recollé Art Museum, though these are marked with question marks. Not long after, a new text will come through.

Portal should be good to go. Same with the map. If you can make it back to the portal while you're down there you'll transport right back to where you left. I'll see about opening a second one, but the map only goes so far. You're going to have to explore a bit to fill in the rest. We're looking at an abandoned research camp by the ocean. We're also looking for a factory in the mountains, so keep your eyes peeled. You're diving right into what was his territory, so hard to say what traps and monsters are down there. Stay sharp.

Rescue ops, buses will go out periodically. Don't worry, they'll be driving themselves. Head into the region, sweep the area, make sure ALL citizens are out. There should be about 500 of them left by my count.

Oh and…I don't know what's going on in town but might be worth looking into, too. Let me know your findings.

I'll be in touch.


Pick your poison, Retrospecters. There's a lot of things going on suddenly.
I.
Several of you may be brave enough to dive right through the portal pinpointed at the zoo, a silver door that gleams against the brickstone building leading into the facility. It doesn't seem to catch the attention of the average citizen, but it's easily recognizable to those who have prepared themselves in the previous months. This time, however, instead of opening the door and falling down through endless darkness, citizens who venture onward will find themselves on a slippery slope leading down a sharp, icy winding path right. The journey itself takes about ten minutes, and the longer you slide the more you'll find other ice banisters to jump and dodge over. You may find others sliding along with you and you'll have to work together to break apart large chunks of frosted debris before you crash right into it. Keep your senses sharp and your reflexes sharper.

Despite the hairpin turns and the slick ride all the way down, all users will eventually find themselves in the sixth layer and landing in a large pile of snow. The map on your device lights up revealing three different paths. The first path leads straight ahead, the path to the west appears to lead to an ocean and the path to the east leads to the mountains. Looking down, users will find several pairs of footprints leading in these three directions as though they aren't the first to arrive. They'll have to pick for themselves...

For the adventurers who walk the straight and narrow path, the snow become thicker and deeper, making travel difficult to proceed through. The winds pick up and the chill in the air sinks straight down into your bones. It's hard to see anything as you walk, but for those who concentrate on the ground rather than what's ahead they'll come to find that out of the corner of their eye they'll see the shift of the snow.

Closer examination leads users to sense that the snow continues to shift and turn as something lurks beneath it, pushing snow out of the way to try and bury the users walking through. Whatever's out there is determined to head for the east and the west, hunting down whoever chose to wander down those paths. The snow begins to act as quicksand, sucking you in slowly and pulling you under the frosted layers of ice. For those strong enough or clever enough to get through the snow, you'll find what appears to be a crystalized cave that's cracked in the center as hundreds of ice creatures pour out through the opening and dive into the snow to begin their hunt. Their intent is to stop anyone from straying too far toward the east and the west and they'll do anything they can to knock explorers off their feet.

Look out and be attentive! These creatures can be stopped via physical combat, fire, traps and more. And if you're ambitious enough…? Let's see what you can do about that cave. Ready to be the first line of defense? Don't freeze up.
II.
The west-bound path seems less snowy and slippery, allowing for users to travel pretty efficiently. The temperature continues to drop and it appears that while the snow is thinner here the chill is enough to keep the area frozen around it. It almost seems like smooth sailing from there, actually, as travelers approach an arctic expanse of land covered in patches of ice and bordering an ocean. Floating in the center of the ocean on a few ice caps are three different buildings of varying sizes and shapes, drifting aimlessly but never straying too far from the shore. Everything seems peaceful and quiet…

…maybe a little too quiet? The silence is extraordinary and while the area appears clear, you aren't alone. As you look out toward the ocean, a whale breeches the surface and lets out a low, long call. As you stand still, a shadow zips in front one of the houses, immediately engulfing the whale and devouring it before your eyes as it drags the mammal back under the surface. Despite how much you look, the shadows are nowhere to be found. An owl hoots in the distance, and another creature appears before the owl, too, is silenced.

A glance at your map will prove that this is, in fact, where you're destined to go and that this must be the research camp that must be explored and dismantled. Wisps of darkness linger around the buildings but the distinct lack of other signs of life may be worrying. The creatures will appear for those who draw attention to themselves, anything that makes a noise or very fast, sudden movements. Wooden bridges connect these three buildings to the shore and to one another, allowing travelers to cross the ocean and reach them…but do be wary of the wood. It's old and rotted and places of the bridge may snap beneath your feet and sink you straight into the frigid water. Don't scream.

Getting to the buildings can be the easy part for those who take it slow or find alternate means of travel such as digging through the snow and unearthing boats. It's exploring the buildings that will be difficult. Cabinets are bound to creak, floorboards will waver and slip and doors will fall off of the hinges. Sounds will be amplified and draw the attention of the shadow-y creatures, but those who are quick enough to dodge or can sense that they're coming will have enough time to hide. Be quiet; the sound will alert them to your location as they're on the prowl.

Working together, those on the research side of things will find several items including medical journals, charts, and reports by a Dr. James Halliday. Some members of the city may very well recall that name. Vials similar to those found in the hospital under the city of Recollé are frozen in chunks of ice and will have to be whittled out for safe keeping without alerting the creatures that circle the buildings. There are no electronics here, but there's an old radio for communications, clawed to pieces by something or other.

Outside of the buildings one can hear the snarling and braying of animals fighting off the creatures that find them. It's loud enough to serve as a distraction, but don't get too comfortable. If you're loud enough, the creatures will change direction and slither back into the building, tendril-esque limbs wrapping around you to begin trying to pull you apart and drag you under.

You can try to scare them off with a counter-noise or distract them another way…but you better be fast. They won't take no for an answer once they've found their prey.

The research facilities may stay standing, but your mission is to get in and out as quickly and quietly as possible with as many resources as you can. How far will you go?
III.
Maybe you're up for a true rugged adventure instead and head east toward the mountain range that stretches high into a dark, inky sky. These snow-capped peaks are nestled closely together, forcing adventurers to walk on narrow paths and stick together, climb to new ledges and push onward into the heart of the mountain range. There is a high risk of falling the higher you climb. You may wish to anchor yourself just in case.

As you climb higher, it becomes clear that there's a flat surface at the top that's supported by the mountains themselves. A gray, iced over building sits in the center and smoke billows out of the chimneys in little wispy curls. Signs of activity? It's strange to think that perhaps you aren't as alone as you thought.

Don't blink. The ice disappears the closer you get and the doors are wedged open with an abandoned, broken dog sled. Unidentifiable bones and remains of a research party can be found buried in the snow around this space and the longer you stand in one spot the stronger you'll feel the vibrations of the earth beneath you. Off in the distance, a loud rush of snow begins to fall, an avalanche sliding its way downward to somewhere below.

The sound of electric drills and machinery echo inside the factory, and as you enter the building it's hard to pinpoint which direction the sound is coming from. It seems to bounce off of every wall, and though the building is dimly lit navigation is complicated without an additional light source. If you were smart and packed a flashlight or a lantern of some kind, the path before you lights up. The factory walls are covered in a dark red substance, ancient hieroglyphs marked into the surface depicting scenes of ruin. It will take several attempts to find all of the hieroglyphs around the building, but putting them together and comparing notes visitors may realize they tell a story of an equally ancient race that inhabited this planet, taking it for their own to begin creating a new race of genetically enhanced human beings. As more of the pictures are discovered under thick layers of dust and sheets of ice, an increasing sense of paranoia settles in. The light you've obtained begins to flicker just a little, and it's with a sense of dawning dread that you realize you're not alone. This story tells a tale of the city of Recollé, but it isn't finished yet.

The grinding mechanical noises grow louder as the walls shift closer together. The hieroglyphs begin to imprint themselves on the back of your eyelids, on your hands, anywhere you look they seem to follow you to tell the story of elders that have a different plan and a method of hybrid creation.

Whether it's by skill or by luck, if you stay in the factory long enough you'll come across the source of the grinding equipment. In the center of the room is a large structure made of ice and metal, creaking and groaning as cranes and drills continue to put it together. At its full height it rises up several stories, and as your footsteps echo in the factory every single eye opens to fixate on you. Designed to reflect every thought, action and task, this creature will feed upon your paranoia and your identity to reflect itself to your companions and turn you against one another. Negative emotions will be amplified, and the more fear that's felt the harder it will be to break the surface of your thoughts and fight back.

A bit of exploring will reveal there are two smaller forms of this creation as well acting as back-ups to begin processing every bit of who you are to create a new set of data. The room lights up, binary scrolling over the walls and depictions of your life events rapidly flying by.

Another machine to collect data? You know what to do by now. Find a way to help one another focus and work on destroying the machine eye by eye and bit by bit. The whole facility will have to go, but you may wish to clear the area first and ensure you aren't missing bits of the story.

And let's not forget…you'll still have to find your way back down the mountain trails with the avalanches following you. Best of luck.
IV.
For those with a different set of skills in mind, the region of Magatus will need you. The seven hour trip is long and draining, but a new bus leaves every three days to take parties to the area and drop them off. This time, however, the buses won't leave until they're at full capacity.

How lucky.

The northern lights above the region are no longer the beautiful purple-green haze that they were, but rather they begin to flake apart as gray bleeds into the sky. Fish begin to appear in the lake's surface, floating belly-up dead as the water gently ripples below them. The howling of wolves is louder than usual, anguished and worried. The usual resident wolf of the area, Magnus, is nowhere to be seen, however.

The residents of Magatus are hard-pressed to speak to anyone despite having a good trade system set up with the city of Recollé. They'll be more likely to tell visiting citizens to mind their own business or even approach with threats of violence. They will have to be convinced that something is coming and that they must evacuate immediately, though each person is different. Some will come quietly if there's a hint of danger while others will have to see physical proof to fully understand. The little town accounts for several hundreds of people, but not all of them. Some of you will have to brave the mountains here, too, to warn those who live in total isolation.

While many of you may be working on negotiations and helping residents of Magatus pack their belongings and load onto the buses, those who delve further into the mountains should stick together. While the wolves bay and snarl, it's bears, raccoons and deer that residents should look out for. With glowing red eyes and white foam drizzling from their mouths, the bears and raccoons rush for an attack to block anyone from climbing up the mountain ridge to the houses there. Deer charge, antlers down and aimed to gouge anyone who gets too close. It'll take a team of combatants to fight off these monstrous creatures and get to the houses above. Should you earn a scratch or a bite, the wound will quickly turn black and begin to scab over as primal instincts begin to set in. The ability to speak and form cohesive thoughts will begin to lessen the longer the wound goes untreated…but it's a long way back. If you can rescue some of the villagers in the mountains, they will have a vaccination to help, but that's if you can get to them first.

As time goes on and more people begin to evacuate, the rest of the region should begin to realize there's a problem. Help them close their shops, gather their cherished belongings and prepare for a long trip back to the city. They'll need people to help them stay calm in these trying times as the sky continues to fragment and filter out above and snow begins to fall.

But the journey's not over. It's a long way back to the city, and as buses begin to roll out onto the road a snowstorm settles in. Winds whip and roar as the buses shake, and some of you may need to jump in and manually maneuver the vehicles to safety. Road blockages and whiteouts will occur, leaving you to navigate yourself home. Hail will pelt the windows and the roof and the windshield wipers can't clear away the sleet fast enough. But if you can find a way to communicate with one another, you'll stand a better chance following each other on the way home and bringing these people to safety.

But can you work together? Don't hesitate to phone a friend.
INTERLUDE.
But what about the city itself? Never fear, for spring is here! The city has seen the last of its snow and the sun makes its presence known again. New life begins to appear as flowers bloom and birds sing. Creativity is in the air, and as March settles in citizens of all kinds will begin to notice two large domes now encompass the entrance to the Atrium and the Recollé Art Museum.

Shall we see what the fuss is about?
V.
For those of you who choose to head to the art museum, it seems that a new display has opened! "Modern Living" depicts life in the city of Recollé with art pieces and sculptures inspired by buildings and famous figureheads of the city including the police chief, the fire department, and Mayor Mayer. It's a fairly small display but it's the pride of the city for now.

While you're here though, perhaps you should check out the rest of the museum. When was the last time you really took a look at the art on display? Have you ever stopped to appreciate that gorgeous Van Gogh painting or the marble bust of Julius Caesar? With several replicas of the most famous works of art hanging from the walls and on the floor in display cases it's hard not to want to take a closer look.

However, something strange seems to be afoot. Wasn't the Mona Lisa looking the other way? Why did the pair in that copy of American Gothic suddenly switch places? And better yet…why is the Girl with the Pearl Earring standing ten feet to your left just out of her frame? Everywhere you look the art pieces begin to take on a life of their own, crawling their way out of their frames the moment you aren't looking and slipping out of the museum into the city. It's called Modern Living, isn't it? These pieces wish to be on display everywhere and explore life outside of the box and will stop at nothing to get their way. Mythical creatures will soar through the Starry Night as the Persistence of Memory warps the Birth of Venus near Peach Beach. The longer they remain out and about, the more the city begins to change around you as it attempts to adapt to the influx of culture and life.

You may find that you don't want to send these pieces back right away, actually. Some of them are quite talkative and may even befriend some people! Others, however, seem to want to find replacements so they may spend more time outside of the museum, capturing an unwitting suspect to drag back toward their frames and lock them away. That's unfortunate, isn't it?

They say that imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. While the art wishes to imitate you, perhaps it's time for you to imitate the art and convince them just why they're needed back at the museum…and if that doesn't work? Good luck rounding everyone up. You'll have to frame them for their crimes and put them back where they belong.
VI.
Not an art person? Don't sweat it. The Atrium is proud to present the city's Battle of the Bands contest, set for the last weekend in March. Sign-ups are open until the day of the show but the city's hard at work preparing for the big event. New equipment is purchased and tested, the stage is cleaned up and polished, and the lights…

…wait, what happened to the lights? Electricians and employees alike can't seem to figure out why the light source isn't kicking in at the Atrium, and even flipping the breakers doesn't seem to be cutting it. The area's pitch black and the back-up generator seems to be dead. As the date of the contest gets closer, employees grow more desperate and are prone to grabbing anyone off the street to beg for their help.

"Hey, can you help us out? We can't seem to find the problem."

What can you do about it? Maybe nothing, but maybe you're the type who's just curious enough or kind-hearted enough to agree to check things out. As you enter the concert venue, the darkness makes it harder than ever to navigate where you're going. It's dark and still but as you take another step further a high-pitched, scratching sort of noise can be heard from the rafters. Shining a flashlight or your cell phone light up above will reveal a large leathery wing darting out of sight, claws grazing the wood.

That's not good, is it? Gather around, Retrospecters. Looks like you found the problem. It's a high climb up above, and fighting in the dark isn't ideal, but if you're brave enough you can swing yourself up on the catwalk and come face to face with a skeletal bat-like creature. A crackling, electric sound seems to come from the monster itself, and it's only when someone lands the first hit that a bit of light disperses and returns to one of the bulbs in the ceiling. The creature's fast and crafty and will shock anyone that gets to close. It's hard to keep up and the bat's willing to absorb as much of the light as possible. If you can figure out a way to trap it you can bring it down to ground level and go to town. As the light fades from the creature itself it shrinks smaller and smaller until it's the size of a fruit bat, a tiny spark that can be disposed of in its own way. It'll try to fight back and may even shock you again, but at this size it's not so bad.

…too bad there's more than one of them, a total of five lurking around that continually take over once one bat's been defeated. Looks like you've got your work cut out for you, doesn't it? How enlightening.
NOTES.
Welcome to [community profile] recolle's March event log!

You can claim four freebies on this log!
-Players may claim one freebie for a thread confronting an art piece. This must be at least 5 comments from you.
-Players may claim one freebie tackling the electricity problem in the concert hall. This must be at least 5 comments from you.
-Players may claim one freebie for a thread on the second log exploring an area in the Mythos layer of Magatus (prompts 1-3). This must be at least 5 comments from you.
-Players may claim one freebie for helping with the evacuation of Magatus.


Please see the mod reporting thread below to report how your character is doing! Did they take out one of the bats? Have they rescued twenty people from Magatus? Are they infected by one of the animals in the mountains? This is for tracking and also to determine how Magatus is doing by the check-in point (3/17) and will help determine the address of the second Retrospec post.

Finally, any questions you have regarding this event may be directed to the mod comment here. Be sure to review the mods' question thread on the plotting post for additional information as well!
jurai: (55)

[personal profile] jurai 2019-03-13 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
[Crow's eyes remain locked on Rean the entire time he speaks. Listening. Hearing him out. After a lifetime and a half of brushing him off and pushing him away, that's the least he could do. Rean's not the only one who can learn from his past mistakes.

Maybe he just needs to start embracing the fact that there's someone out there who won't leave. Who...

Dammit, he can't even think the word without his stomach doing flips.]


Jeez...you really know how to make a guy all flustered. We're gonna get down there to Elliot and I'm gonna be a blushing maiden...

[He sighs, though, his smile all but lighting up his face.]

Then it's about time I stopped running, too.
thisloveisjustice: (Default)

Re: v

[personal profile] thisloveisjustice 2019-03-13 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
[Yujirou notices her first. His head perks up and his tag waves vigorously, inadvertently (or not) slapping Tatsuo in the face with it as he turns to face her. He might be a 'senior dog' as his vet likes to put it, but he's anything but dignified. Just because his body is getting slower doesn't mean his brain is.]

Hellohellohello~ MynamesiYujirou~ Thisismyhuman! Heisagoodhuman!

[The small white dog likewise is excited to see Ahmi, wagging her tail so hard her whole body seems to vibrate]

[Tatsuo gets a face-full of dog tail and ends up falling on his butt sputtering as he tries to get Yujirou's tail out of his face.]

Yujiboo, what that hell?

[Yep, he's given his dog a cutesy nickname.]

Oh, making a new friend are you?

[Tatsuo digs into his jacket pocket and produces a few dog treats, offering one to all three canines.]
hauntedsavior: (count the years of isolation)

[personal profile] hauntedsavior 2019-03-13 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
Damn, and you had a girlfriend?

[all right, gay jokes are hitting below the belt, but like she said, she is a gay joke. and she's already irritated anyway.]

This ain't theater. This is punk. Metalcore, if Elliot can pull it off.
hauntedsavior: (caught a glimpse of the ending)

[personal profile] hauntedsavior 2019-03-13 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah? Hit me. You're more interesting than a shitload of snow and all these murder beasts," she says, keeping her attention as much on their surroundings as she can.

She's pretty sure she can see the ruins of a camp nearby, and while Pen regales her, she's gonna start quietly shifting their expedition in that direction.
hauntedsavior: (caught a glimpse of the ending)

[personal profile] hauntedsavior 2019-03-13 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
Not totally what she was expecting, but hey, she'll take it. She watches his robo-hand fly off into the cave, pushes off the wall of the cave, and grabs her katana by the tang. And then just kind of looks at him for a second.

"There a step two to what you just did?" she asks, giving him a grin. "Thought I'd ask before I jumped in and did my dumb idiot bullshit to it." See? Courtesy. They're a team.
sleepingknight: ([Shock] of wounds.)

[personal profile] sleepingknight 2019-03-13 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
[Yuuki watches, awestruck, as the sky grows brighter and brighter and the stars take form, a real, actual form, some kind of ox--

That is totally charging for them.

With a cry of surprise, she hurriedly draws her sword, reaching out to grab at Ahmi's wrist and try to drag her away if it comes down to it.
]
sleepingknight: ([Embarrassed] the hope that)

[personal profile] sleepingknight 2019-03-13 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
Ohh, that's a good idea!

[People have fallen for lesser lies, it sounds like it could totally work.]

-A tag team sounds good, though. I'm not actually that great with the whole... convincing people thing.

[Energy and enthusiasm she can provide in spades, but persuasion? Not so much.]
sleepingknight: ([Surprise] pile up)

VI

[personal profile] sleepingknight 2019-03-13 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Purple hair and red eyes probably don't look so out of place here, huh... Even though that wasn't really her intention. Still, someone asked her to help, and far be it from her to turn someone down.]

Yeah, okay. Sooo I guess we want to check the wires or something first?

[But then she actually looks at who she's talking to, and one can almost see the proverbial lightbulb over her head.]

Oh! Hey! The sleepytime violinist guy!
frostythehitman: (like you thought)

[personal profile] frostythehitman 2019-03-13 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
James is silent for a moment, still watching, processing. He can't bring himself to feel horrified or upset by what the image-Togusa is doing...but he certainly feels heinous watching his own image self set fire to a hotel, block the exits, and walk away casually.

"To rebuild the worlds we came from, right?"
thisloveisjustice: (smile)

Re: III-B

[personal profile] thisloveisjustice 2019-03-13 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
As Togusa explains, Tatsuo gets a sinking feeling that he'll be finding out a lot more about this as Mariko experiences more physical changes. How much... he hopes it's just the ones she's mentioned remembering so far, but a part of him fears it will go past an arm and a cable in her neck. He's still not sure how he's going to help her through that, but he's certainly going to try.

So he can't help but glance at the screens as faces pop up, faces he doesn't know. Except for one face. One corner of his mouth lifts slightly. Anything he was going to say about the whole cyberization process gets dropped for a very different sort of comment.

"Huh. I like the purple. It's cute."
frostythehitman: (but no one laughs when they get there)

[personal profile] frostythehitman 2019-03-13 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
He shrugs casually, grinning back at her.

"Nope, that was it. But if you see my hand in there, try not to stab it. I need that thing."
frostythehitman: (WHAT did you say to me)

[personal profile] frostythehitman 2019-03-13 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
Whoa!

[ James almost falls over--not from the force of the fire blast he's just unleashed, but from the shock of seeing it. He hasn't used this hand much, but so far it's never produced flames this big. He didn't think it could.

He pushes that thought aside until he's able to take out some of the last few imps, enough that he can finally stop and examine his hand in awe for a moment. He has no idea what happened there.

But then he looks over at the wolf that came out of nowhere. He's not sure what to think of it at first so he watches carefully. Is it wild? Was it actually saving him, or was it just attacking everything in sight and he's next? ]
frostythehitman: (why do i have to listen to you)

[personal profile] frostythehitman 2019-03-13 05:58 am (UTC)(link)
[ Ah cripes. James hasn't had this exact experience, but he's had close enough to it that he's got a pretty good idea of what it entails. ]

....Well? Are you?

[ It's all he can think to ask. It's all that matters, really, regardless of what some voices might be saying. ]
armati: (34.)

[personal profile] armati 2019-03-13 07:04 am (UTC)(link)
Of course. It's good of you.

[...Not because you're blind, just in general. This whole thing has been a Time, dude.]

Might I ask your name...?
armati: (42.)

[personal profile] armati 2019-03-13 07:08 am (UTC)(link)
Mind control of some sort, isn't it?

[That's the best guess he has, anyway; he still doesn't sound bothered or like he's judging any aspect of it, it just...is what it is.]
mincingminuet: (Texting)

[personal profile] mincingminuet 2019-03-13 07:14 am (UTC)(link)
Pen's content to follow, and to start talking. Mostly, to get all the facts straight in her own head though.

"They're rarely seen outside of the forest, and Viera that leave are exiled. They...seem...to be all women, but I know the men live in separate villages except during mating season. It keeps resource competition down. That seems to be the big stuff...that and them all being magically inclined."
flametheif40: http://magiicons.tumblr.com/ (happy laugh)

Re: Original recipe or extra crispy?

[personal profile] flametheif40 2019-03-13 08:06 am (UTC)(link)
[Despite Al smiling and completely on board for fighting, he is cautious.

They are in enemy territory after all.

So Al transforms his knife into its black variant before he starts to slice into them one or two at a time. Opting to conserve magoi for the time being. Dodging those that attack him with ease since Derek put them on even terrain. His swordplay far faster and fluid then last time they fought together in October.
]

Just don't get shy with the fire and we can take on an army!
blessmefather: (sometimes)

[personal profile] blessmefather 2019-03-13 08:42 am (UTC)(link)
Matt. I've had the app a year and a half now. You?

[ He gestures ahead, lead the way. ]
flametheif40: http://magiicons.tumblr.com/ (serious face)

[personal profile] flametheif40 2019-03-13 08:50 am (UTC)(link)
[Al was saddened to see her like this. But he also smiles softly at the same time too. He can understand her, and to see that she struggles too just means they are in this together. He practically loves her like a sister, it wouldn't be the first time he has stretched what he considered family.]

It's not ALL you do. You taught me to make bread pudding, even though it was awkward as all hell.

Did they "make" you do that?

You CHOSE to have faith in me...

Did they make you do that too?

Or any of the choices you have made to get to where you could believe that someone wants to change and even when they fall, they can get back up and try again.

Because that is the person I see in front of me, a person that MADE choices.

[His tone is gentle, occasionally getting firm.]
armati: (36.)

[personal profile] armati 2019-03-13 08:59 am (UTC)(link)
[He'll go, though he'll ensure that Matt is keeping pace and the woman isn't just going to...escape or something.]

Arthur. It's only been about two months for me.
motiv8: (14)

[personal profile] motiv8 2019-03-13 12:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[Rean can't help but laugh a little at the blushing maiden comment.]

Yeah, well. With as much as you always tease me, I think turnabout is fair play.

[The confirmation that Crow isn't going to run anymore, although probably unnecessary at this point, earns a relieved little smile nonetheless.]

Good.
standalonehuman: (TogusaExamine)

Re: Preserve, with smoke...

[personal profile] standalonehuman 2019-03-13 02:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Togusa’s eyes are reading, seeming just looking at the empty air, but he slowly nods.

Keep the heat a little far away, but that should work.

He taps one of the vials that’s visible through the ice.

Dr. James Halliday was a part of Vanderweele’s research on memory, but when we found the guy, he was in a lab dedicated to making chimeras. Uh, hybrids of different creatures. Poor guy had been experimented on, himself, before he died.

So, what’s in here is likely to be DNA samples. So we only want to heat this slowly, not flash-thaw it.
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[personal profile] brushy 2019-03-13 04:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[ the only things that sound from here are the violent gales of winds and snow, and perhaps the crunch of sleets below lucy’s movement. the hole the wolf fell through (rather, was pulled through), is jagged and burrowed.

it melts, and below the layers glows a deep hue of orange, of red and gold until all that remains is pooling water.

what becomes clear is the figure eight of fire that bursts from the snow, and from it comes the wolf, the imps that had once gnawed at her paws break apart and melt along with the pool.

the wolf’s eyes are wide, alarmed, and her steps, once they’re back on a solid surface, are confused and agitated.

her first action, mud and water soiling her pure white paws, is to return to the horned girl and press her damp black snout into her clothes. just checking, but the must be quick. her attention snaps into a snarl, at their side. there. ]
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[personal profile] brushy 2019-03-13 04:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[ the wolf barks, and while she takes the last monster— ahmi takes the other. she holds her ground and doesn’t move, but from somewhere comes a burst of flames in a figure eight.

it melts the monster in an instant (and in ahmi’s eyes, she sees the evil disperse, and the flowers of her energy in full bloom). are there any more, flying girl!

some little ones, but if she can shepherd them straight to the exit, they could mass melt the little ones. ]
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[

okay. okay. ahmi can’t help it. she laughs. she laughs a wolfish chuckle and her hands (or paws, however way you see it) take their faces and give them all the best ruffles she can. hopefully, she isn’t too blinding with her light.

or too spooky with her fire. at least, the dogs seem to enjoy it. the wolf’s tail is held high, a sign of dominance, but it was as all little friends come to greet her.

and the human, too. this dog is much too big, even around a golden ball of fur. she gives her attention to tatsuo, and politely waits her turn. ]

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