TEAM TARZAN LOG

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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.

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[insantafe]

I fought off a dragon with a tripod?

[ He's just a journalist! What do you want from him!!

Jack starts when he suddenly appears nearby, half-expecting the monster instead and nearly swinging the sword on pure instinct. He catches himself half a second later, breathing a quick sigh of relief before Yasusada is shoving something into his hand. After a moment of fumbling with the whip (?!) and sword, he looks back up with a completely blank look on his face. ]

You want me to what? What am I, a cowboy?

[ Before he can even process how to do this, he's being kicked aside with the air rushing out of his lungs. For a moment, Jack is left stunned. And the monster doesn't even have the decency to wait until he can catch his breath to pick up the chase; Jack is up on his feet and running the second he can manage, though somewhere along the way he seems to have lost his sword.

But he still has the whip. While he runs, Jack unfurls the thing and glances over his shoulder, looking for a chance to use it. It won't matter where he catches the thing as long as he catches it, right? No problem! The thing's big enough that he can't possibly miss.

Of course, it would help if he could stop running long enough to actually aim and take a shot! He ducks behind a table to get his bearings, waiting for the monster to turn away. Best to try when it's not looking, right? That way it can't cut through the whip with that sword...

Now!

The first try is a miss, but Jack doesn't let that stop him. Though a chill goes down his spine when it turns back to face him, he takes aim. Miraculously, it wraps around the creature's sword arm, and though Jack struggles to hold it in place, he has it. ]

I've got it!

[okitactless]

​[He doesn't know what he wants that's the problem!! It's difficult to plan when his partner is inexperienced (but not reckless; he's reckless enough himself so that's perfectly fine with him). When their enemy is not only ridiculously strong but fast as well, it's hard to take focus away from anything but surviving.

The monster goes for Jack, and Yasusada swears again, moving as quickly as he can to keep track of them. He waits, watching tensely for an opening--and the good news is that he gets one.

The bad news is that he gets one right as the monster decides it's done playing chase, and decides to attack.

Yasusada can't dive in close to stop it--the monster is far too big for that, and he risks getting seriously hurt by a swing from that sword, even if it isn't aimed at him. All he can do is hope that Jack has enough survival instincts to dodge.

But the time it's attacking Jack is the time it's most open for him, so as soon as that happens, he's moving. His legs still hurt from earlier, but he ignores it, moving as fast as he can to strike at the enemy before it can kill his companion.

It hears him coming, and turns as he slashes, catching his blade with its own and using its strength to throw him off again. He lands on his feet, but the impact is enough to make him wince--if his ankle isn't sprained by the end of this, he'll be amazed.

But it's facing him now, and that's what matters. Jack's taking aim, and he tenses, ready to strike--

AND THEN JACK FUCKING MISSES WHAT THE FUCK JACK

That certainly draws the monster's attention back to him, so there's nothing for it. Yasusada grits his teeth and runs, a yell that's nigh feral tearing itself from his throat as he surges forward, and just as Jack somehow, somehow manages to get the whip around it, Yasusada drives his blade into its body with every ounce of strength he has.

It feels horrible.

He pales, his eyes wide as his hands begin to shake, just a little. This is what it feels like to be a sword? This awful sensation? He doesn't have time to dwell on it as the monster grabs him with its free hand, sharp claws digging into his neck hard enough to draw blood--but through instinct, maybe, he summons up what's left of his strength, digging into energy he doesn't truly have to spare in order to rip the sword out of its body through its side. It drops him, and he crumples, his free hand flying to his throat, but the monster itself staggers too, clearly too wounded to attack again.]

Sword-- get the sword-- [He can't tell if he's whispering or screaming, honestly. He's too absorbed in the feeling of blood on his blade, like it's truly smeared all over his skin. Jack will have to be the one to get the sword away, once and for all. All Yasusada has left to offer is one more dagger practically falling out of his pocket.

His throw is far weaker, this time, but they're close enough that it doesn't matter. His aim is true--it hits its target, directly in one of those awful, glowing eyes. If they're going to kill it, it's got to be now.]

[insantafe]

[ Holding onto it is one of the hardest things he's ever done, muscles straining as the monster tries to break away. Jack almost doesn't notice Yasusada land his attack, and lets out a strained cheer when he does, until it retaliates. Instinct makes him want to rush back in and fight it off, or at least distract it, but Yasusada isn't finished yet. The whip falls from the monster's arm as they stagger away from each other.

What is he supposed to do now? Glancing between the two of them, Jack has to wonder. The monster isn't dead yet, but it doesn't look like it could pull off another attack just yet, either. And his sword is somewhere across the room...

A sound - Yasusada? Get the sword...? Well, now that he can actually see it without having to duck for cover, it does match the shield, doesn't it?

Alright, so he'll try to grab the sword. Like hell is he going in there without some kind of defense, though, so the whip will have to do. Even with it severely wounded, Jack approaches cautiously, lashing out the whip to grab the creature's arm again. It hardly even puts up a fight, though it takes all his strength to wrestle the sword out of its grip. As soon as he has it, he backs off to a safe distance, unfurling the whip as he goes. ]

Got it!

[ Just in time to see Yasusada make one final throw, too. And in case that isn't enough, Jack drops the whip and goes in for one last slash, as if to prove a point that they won.

Though it isn't without a few problems of their own. Once the monster is gone, Jack immediately heads to Yasusada's side. ]

Hey, buddy, you alright? You're not looking so good.

[okitactless]

[It's enough. Yasusada knows that even before Jack succeeds in getting the sword, really, but he can't bring himself to relax until he hears that final attack, until the monster roars a sound so horrible, it can only be a death cry. He manages to glance up, watching through his bangs, and once he sees the monster's body begin to dissipate into black smoke, that's when he finally lets out a long, shaky breath.

He doesn't need to look to tell there's blood on his fingers, so he doesn't, gingerly pulling his hand away from his neck and wiping it on his shirt. So much for trying to minimize how serious his injuries look...

He can avoid showing how exhausted he is, though. He's not really built for lengthy fights like this (though, really, who the hell is built to fight off monsters for weeks--oh, yeah, nevermind). So he manages a small smile at Jack, even as he tugs insistently on the fabric of his own shirt until he can feel it tearing. More than anything else, he needs to clean that sword immediately.]

I'll be okay. [So, no, he's not feeling so good, but they don't have time to spare. All he can do is rely on adrenaline to push through until the end.]

What about you? Are you hurt?