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.

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[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?