TEAM SNOW WHITE LOG

[recollecters]

TEAM SNOW WHITE

READY: START Team Snow White roster: Davey Jacobs, Eleanor Lamb, Fang, Kasen Kanesada, Malik Ishtar, Mari Ohara, Riku, Ritsu Kageyama, Ryoji Mochizuki, Toushiro Hitsugaya, Yuri Plisetsky. 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 many bat wings... This is the Team Snow White 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 Snow White is as follows: 3RD: Objective 1 posted (9PM EST) | Objective 1 Part Two 10TH: Objective 1 closes (8PM EST), Objective 2 posted (9PM EST) 17TH: Objective 2 closes (8PM EST), Objective 3 posted (9PM EST) | Objective 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

[belligerentwarrior]

[Jfc, Dante, she is going to literally feel this later. The possessed woman charges forward with another shriek, lurching to the side at the strikes, but not recoiling or stopping. She stoops down and takes a piece of debris from the roof into hand—a large wooden splinter, about the size and length of a beer bottle.]

[As Dante punches at her, the spirit stabs wildly.]

[darkinferno]

[If Freya would just quit trying to kill him, he'd be more than happy to quit trying to fight her!]

Davey! Throw me one of the thermo--

[Pain.

Dante's cut short as the makeshift weapon pierces his side, something that should never be able to hurt somehow weaponized and piercing through skin and cloth. It's not a piercing sensation; it's a hot, burning one, the coarseness and irregularities of the wood grating against his flesh. It drags a ragged scream from his throat and for one horrifying moment Dante feels his head swimming, but then that moment passes and it's adrenaline that floods his system instead.]

Davey! Thermos!

[His voice isn't as strong as it was a moment ago, but Dante drops Freya's pole and lunges for her, gritting his teeth against the pain in his side. His goal is to get her to the ground by whatever means possible, no matter the damage to himself and no matter how he's forced to keep her there. (Though one thing's for certain: his dick is going nowhere near her face, thank you!)

Once he's got her on the ground, he can use the thermos against her. He's just gotta get her down first.]

[seizedtheday]

[ Davey, whom for the record remains out of the way of rampaging Freyaghosts perks when he hears his name. He's been leaving the possessions to those who haven't had traumatic experiences and have been staying out of the way of those who knew what they were doing.

.... Not that. Dante was doing a very good job of it it.

He'd like to say later he doesn't freeze at the event but there's a moment he stops, staring wide eyed. It takes the second shout to blink out of it and he's charging over before he thinks about it, hoping the sudden attempt of tackle will distract enough to throw the thermos at Dante safely. ]

Here!

[ One ghost buster, coming right up ]

[belligerentwarrior]

[The rampaging Freyaghost shrieks in defiance as Dante tackles her, but not before she jerks out the spike of wood. She hits the ground hard, and attempts her damnedest to drive that weapon into his neck or face. Her other hand likewise flails in a fist, hitting whatever she could—preferably soft spots and fragile bones—when it wasn't trying to fight Dante's attempts to restrain her.]

[darkinferno]

[It hurts just as badly as the wood is jerked from his body, searing pain cutting through him, but Dante can't let it stop him. This has already gone far enough. He throws himself over her to pin her down, reaching up to catch the thermos Davey throws him. He can't block everything and hold the thermos too, so he has to settle for going after the hand with the wooden spike, letting her fist strike him as he struggles to twist the lid one-handedly.

But he'll manage, and he'll turn the thermos toward Freya, hoping desperately that it can pull a ghost out of a human as well as turn them to their side. If the thermos won't pull the ghost out of her, he doesn't know what to do!]

[belligerentwarrior]

[It does... something that seems to cause the Freyaghost pain. She writhes, the faint image of another humanoid something blurring and flickering over her, and suddenly all her attention's on knocking that thermos out of his hand.]

[darkinferno]

[Nope! Nope, nope, nope, nope, he's not letting go of that thermos. In fact, Dante lets go of the hand holding the spike of wood so that he can get both hands on it, holding on tightly as he aims the top of the thermos directly her way. Whatever it's doing, it's working if she's distracted enough from trying to kill him like that!]

Time's up!