TEAM TARZAN LOG

[recollecters]

TEAM TARZAN

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 Two 10TH: Objective 1 closes (8PM EST), Objective 2 posted (9PM EST) | Objective 2 Part Two 17TH: Objective 2 closes (8PM EST), Objective 3 posted (9PM EST) | Object 3 Part Two 24th: Objective 3 closes (8PM EST), Final city-wide log posted (9PM EST) Objectives 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.

Comments

[okitactless]

[Is it Christmas? IT FEELS LIKE CHRISTMAS.

Well, okay, not quite. But it does feel like it makes up for getting punted over a waterfall by a rudeass wind spirit or whatever the hell that was. Yasusada's already grabbing a couple of daggers, doing his best to shove them in his pockets before he goes for the actual swords.

He's got his own, of course. But that's... himself. And considering what he knows about this weird connection of his, he'd rather not risk damaging the blade in any way, so if he could fight with an alternative sword, wouldn't that be best? Sure, it would be difficult to carry them both, but... he's got not-quite-superstrength, it's fine. IT'S FINE.]

Oh, An-chan needs one too... [He's mostly mumbling to himself, but when he reaches for another sword, a thought hits him.

Could these swords be... like him? Is there a person out there somewhere that's jumping right now, frantically trying to figure out why it feels like someone's grabbing their arm? Or could these be "spirits", like he'd supposedly used to be? If they are, does that make them homeless? Would they want to stay here, with each other, or would they want him to take them with him? Like a... a master, or something?

Maybe he's being stupid. He's always been weird with stuff like this, that's just a fact. He'd been the crazy kid with a stick for a friend long before Retrospec began screwing with their lives. But he can't help remembering that feeling of waiting helplessly in an old memory, and as his fingers close around the hilt of another sword, he remembers something else too.

He remembers a shop. Being chosen, being given a home for the very first time. Delight, a sense of belonging, instant devotion--these are the feelings that rush through him as images flood his mind, and he stands, frozen, a distant look in his eyes. Don't mind him, guys, he's having a moment.]

[youraffection]

[ Well, someone is excited. And for once it's not Yosuke who's over the moon. He immediately drawn to some short knives. Yet he also notices some small bits of armor... ]

...Holy shit.

[ He looks at the lizard on his shoulder. These are totally it's size, aren't they? Oh my god. ]

...Okay, this is a whole new level of ridiculous.

[ He turns to face the others, but... ]

Hey, you okay, dude_

[okitactless]

[Someone's speaking to him. Distantly, he realizes that, but he's too caught up in the emotions swirling through his chest. There's joy and love, yes, but it's bittersweet, tinged with the pain of a loss he still doesn't understand. It's distracting, and it takes him a few blinks to turn his head, eyes refocusing as he locates Yosuke.]

Oh, yes, sorry. I'm fine. [And while he still sounds a little distant, it's true that he still seems alright. Not about to burst into tears or anything.

...That said, he looks down at the blade he's touching, and then back at Yosuke with a firm expression.]

You should take a sword with you. [yams]