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

[esperimental]

[ Ritsu sees Ryoji's lack of a weapon and is more than a little concerned about his course of action. Was this more of his not wanting to hurt her? No, their circumstances were too dire now for any pacifism. He must be trying to use himself as bait.

Turning to his snowman who's looking worse for wear in all this heat and practically slush, Ritsu doesn't know how helpful he can be in this situation either. The best he can think to do is find that opportune moment when she's in the fire to end this.

The woman finally swipes at Ryoji, but his immunity to the poison means he can still move on the off-chance it does hit him. ]

[appraiser]

[ It's cowardice more than bravery. Ryoji just can't bring himself to wield a weapon against another person, especially if they have a face that turns to him, especially if they were once alive, and he has to do this without knowing why she's doing any of this. There just wasn't time, even though he had three weeks to prepare himself, and his team, for something like this. He'd never told anybody— some have seen, but he'd never told anybody explicitly— but he still has that battier he can erect one last time.

He dodges the swipe, trying to guide it to picking up something and throw it at him; it would reflect right back at her if she tried, and hopefully that would be enough. She's not taking the bait as he hoped, but maybe if there were more people... Ryoji whispers a sorry under his breath as he moves closer to Ritsu and anybody else nearby, hoping they'll trust him enough to know that there's a plan. ]

[esperimental]

[ Ritsu's eyes are getting teary from the air, and he covers his mouth addressing Ryoji with spaced coughs. ]

We need to hurry this up. We don't know when this place will start falling apart even worse.

[appraiser]

[ Right. Right. If it were just Ryoji, he would have all the time in the world to sit down and think about how best to approach this problem, but- ]

Hey! [ he shouts at the spirit to grab her attention, and she turns to look at him, grabbing at the chandelier from the ceiling: it's Chandelier's Revenge, and it gets torn off with monstrous strength, parts of the ceiling caving in along with it, and thrown not at Ryoji like he'd meant to, but at Ritsu. A standing target.

Ryoji's legs move before he realizes it, with a prayer that he'll get there in time. ]

[esperimental]

[ Ritsu's foot falls back, fully aware how running would be futile. Time seems to slow and he hopes there's just enough left in his companion to shoot one last icicle blast as he raises up his hand.

Forming rapidly and shooting through the air, the ice spike speeds like a bullet at the chandelier and ghost's direction.

A horrifying, sickening crack. Ritsu stares in front of him, paralyzed at what he'd just done. ]

[appraiser]

[ It... was supposed to work. Ryoji's arms had gone out to either side of him— stop— and for a moment, it felt as if time itself had stalled. His barrier had materialized in place, hanging in front of him like a shield and he watches as the chandelier smashes into it and splinters into glass and metal that fly back at the ghost.

The shrapnel passes right through her, and the realization that his plan has been rendered ineffective sends a chill down Ryoji's spine, lodging in his throat, gripping his heart—-

The icicle had pierced him straight through the back and stuck halfway through. It stays as Ryoji drops to his knees, the ice melting and dripping black where it enters and leaves his body. His mouth opens, silent gasps as a scream fills the air: the spirit writhes in the air, clutching at her chest where it remains translucent and whole, staring at Ryoji with wide eyes. Without Thanatos, she didn't know, but now, thanks to Ritsu, Death is here. ]

[esperimental]

[ Ritsu's steps stagger slowly towards the figures, forgetting the nursemaid completely even as she twists in agony, kept in place. ]

Ry...oji-san... Ryoji-san. Hey... you're joking, right?

[ Why did you do it? Why did you try to protect him again? That attack was aimed towards him. He clutches at Ryoji's arm, tears rapidly forming in his eyes as he starts weakly shaking him. ]

... Hey...

[ His resolve is weakening with Ryoji's lack of reply. As he begins coughing from the smoke again, he wraps his arms around Ryoji into a hug from the side, ignoring everything else burning around them. What had he done. ]

[appraiser]

[ Ryoji doesn't move, for fear that if he does, he'll make the damage worse. Numb, he can barely feel Ritsu's arms around him, but he takes some comfort in being held together like this— like this, it's fine; like this, he can't feel pain. The same way a knife left in a stab wound will plug the blood vessels and keep one from bleeding out, the ice does the same for Ryoji.

A second passes. Another drop of black falls to the ground.

We'll be alright, Ryoji thinks, watching the nursemaid stumble back into the flames. He doesn't know what happened, how or why, but something had affected the ghost and now, everybody can come together and take her down. Was it something Ritsu did? He can talk with ghosts, Ryoji vaguely recalls, and if that's the case...

His lips part, but fail to form the words he wants: Thank you. Instead, he closes his eyes, and smiles. ]