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TEAM TARZAN LOG
READY: START Team Tarzan roster: Anastasia, Ikuo Ryuuzaki, Jack Kelly, Kasen Ibaraki, Keigo Asano, Kurogane, Kurt Wagner, Silver, Yamatonokami Yasusada, Yaeger, Yosuke Hanamura, Yugi Mutou. The city's been under siege for what feels like hours. It's only on August 3rd that you learn it's been a matter of days. Monsters begin pulling Retrospec users through portals left and right, large gaping holes in reality that spit you out in any given location around the city. However, just as you think you're finally getting away, a large blue portal opens and you're snatched up. No amount of fighting and struggling will free you and soon the pressure is too great to ignore. Darkness fills your vision and the last thing you may remember is the sound of the monkeys howling... This is the Team Tarzan Event Log. You are free to toplevel and thread as you choose on this log, but only team members may utilize this log. Important links to mod toplevels are: Mod Questions & Participation Reporting. Please be aware you are responsible for reporting your own participation & objective completion efforts with links; the moderators will try to keep up with threads, but as we are currently running several teams with participation, we require you to keep us up to date! Please read each of the toplevels and instructions!
The schedule for Team Tarzan is as follows: 3RD: Objective 1 posted (9PM EST) | Objective 1 Part TwoObjectives will be given in mod toplevels to this post with instructions; please check the log currently for Objective 1 to see how this will work. |
MINGLE - OTA, threadjack away!
When you've returned from wherever you went, Anya is sitting by the altar. Her idol dress is gently in pieces now as she's ripped off a part of the petticoat so that there's cloth on the ground to prevent dirt from the fruit she's cutting with a machete. There's also whatever canteens they managed to bring with them spread out as she hums gently underneath her breath.]
This I promise you... ♫
[And she'll perk up when she hears footsteps, offering a smile and a cut piece of melon.]
Добро пожаловать назад! Welcome back. Did you find something good?
[Alternatively, if you're more interested in something shitposty, she's definitely humming some rad idol tunes and doing a little dance and lost in her own world until someone shows up. Pick your poison.]
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Still, nobody's dead (presumably???), and they even still have some supplies, so it could be a lot worse. Plus, even though idol music isn't his thing, Anya is genuinely entertaining--even when she's apparently not trying to be.]
An-chan, I know you're a hard worker, but under the circumstances I don't think anyone would mind if you slacked off on your practicing a little. [But he's only teasing, smile giving him away.] Is that for a new song?
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Anya startles at the interruption, then giggles sheepishly even as a faint blush covers her cheeks.]
Yasusada.... Ah - it is not? It is.... назначение! Assignment from Mr. Katsuki.
If I practice, then it is just like home. [Even if they're in a weird temple... and she offers him a smile.] Do you want to learn with me?
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[Why does he use Japanese honorifics when he's speaking English. Why.
But Yasusada likes Yuuri, and he definitely understands where she's coming from; he's more than a little homesick himself. If dancing with her will make her feel better, then it's the least he can do.]
Sure, I can try! [Finding a safe spot for his sword first, though... don't step on his vessel please he can feel that]
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Regardless, she's giggling faintly as she claps her hands.]
Yay! Ah - then... start like this!
[and she'll... move to where the beginning position is, i can't be fussed to learn the dance myself]
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But he'll go ahead and copy her!! And pretty much right away, Anya will probably notice that, surprisingly, he's not half-bad. He lacks grace, to be sure, but it's clear he's well aware of his surroundings and his own body. And what he lacks in grace, he makes up for with enthusiasm... look his mood did a rapid 180 after they found the armory okay, let him bop in peace.]
Is it hard to remember all of your dances?
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A little... but it is more practice for remembering! Повторение... To do something again and again, it will be easy, yes?
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At least her monkey friend is off somewhere else right now UGH. Anyway...]
Right! It's the same for me too. [With his kendo, he means. He'd said the same thing to Yuuri, actually, and the comparison had apparently blown his mind.] Just think, in ten years, you'll know so many dances so well!
[Assuming Recolle doesn't implode within the next six months BUT HE'S TRYING TO STAY POSITIVE.]
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Ten years? Very.... дальновидный! Ah, Yasusada thinks a lot about the future?
[Not that she thinks that's a bad thing at all, even if she's rather bad at it aside from maybe two (2) long-term goals.]
For the same... it is how Yasusada does kendo, yes?
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between room 5 and cave 1
[Tatsuo slumps down at the base of the altar next to Anya. He's COVERED in sand. Head to toe. And just generally looking scruffy, due to having tangled with said giant sand scorpion.
He takes the offered melon and bites into it with relish.]
Pass me a canteen?
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[Thanks, Anya. Though she'll also do what she can, reaching over to give one of the canteens and offering a small smile.]
... чистый? Ah - do you need helping brushing off the sand, Mr. Tatsuo?
[since. y'know.]
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Sand?
[He gives Anya a slightly confused look... then looks down at himself.]
Oh. Heh... I might need a little help, yeah.
[He reaches up and tries to brush some of the sand out of his hair.]
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Да! [gentle little pats on his shoulders to brush off some of the sand....] You saw a big sand scorpion?
It was.. magic...?
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[He brushes at the front of his shirt, being careful to keep the sand away from the food as much as possible.]
I don't know what it was. When we finally got out of the room, it just collapsed back into sand. There was no internal structure to give it form. And it looked like regular sand, so I don't see how a magnetic field could have been used to give it shape...
[Sorry Anya, he's going to keep trying to explain all this nonsense with science for as long as he can.]
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[There's a curious repeating of the world, as if trying to understand it. Maybe she's read it before or heard of it, but relearning it is something else.]
If it is not science, maybe it is magic? Or it is very very... [She pauses, fumbling on the word "advanced"] Future science? So future that it looks like magic.
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[And just like every time science more advanced than what should exist comes up, Tatsuo thinks of the mini-tanks from Togusa's memories.]
After all, there is plenty of ways already to fake magic with science.
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[She's interrupted at the bouncywild that had tagged along with them comes bounding up again, Anya just barely bracing herself from being knocked over as Yato the monkey settles on her shoulders again. She points up at him.]
Even Yato? It is... происхождения? ["Origin" but that's a little beyond her. Breaking it down simpler:] He could be from memories?
And the lights? This place maybe?
[is it all... memories?]
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Post Cave 1 - Feel free to threadjack
Yet her eyes tell another story. She's still sensitive and on-edge, constantly looking behind herself as if fearing something would be following them out.
She's shaken, there's no doubt about it. She seems to be holding together pretty well otherwise, though.]
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Anya is tilting her head faintly as Kath comes back inside, approaching her quietly and with a canteen of water. Her own eyes openly express her concern as she tilts her head.]
Mm...? Xорошо? Are you okay....?
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Kath looks up, part of her expecting to see another skeleton looking down at her. Fortunately she was just too tired, and sensible, to throw a punch, so ]
Oh, thank you. [Thisi s the girl who got her ability to speak english altered by Retrospect. She gives a tired, grateful smile, weary-eyed, and reaches for the water bottle, before realizing she still has blood all over the palm of her hand...and likely her face now that she thinks about it. Oops, forgot to clean and bandage.] Heh, sorry, I probably should wash all of this off.
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[Anya's startled - of course she is. She's not used to seeing so much blood, but she shakes her head immediately. They don't have a lot of supplies and they lack water. Running the water down would be irresponsible so... she looks around for a moment before automatically tearing off another small piece of her costume. There's enough extra fabric that she doesn't see it being a problem and she's careful to make sure the cloth isn't coarse.
It's with a careful motion that she uncaps the canteen and then pours a very small amount over the torn cloth, holding her hand out again to Kath.]
Hand please? I will try to clean... Does it hurt...?
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Пожалуйста. You are welcome. It is just temporary until Yosuke comes back, yes?
Cleaning first, then wrapping. It is okay to use what we have.
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[She goes quiet after that, not really sure what to say as Anya does her work. It'll only be just as Anya is finishing her cleaning that Kath speaks up.] So your a performer of some sort, right?
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[Easily. She knows a little bit about first aid - she doesn't tend to get actually bloody herself, but she's been taught by her medical practitioner aunt and brawler uncle a few things.
When Kath asks, Anya hums and nods.]
Да. An... idol, I think? Or just singer... It is hard to say in America.
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