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recolle2017-08-03 11:47 am
recollecters) wrote in recolle2017-08-03 11:47 am
TEAM PETER PAN LOG
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READY: START. Team Peter Pan roster: Albert Wesker, Dark Bakura, Goro Akechi, Karkat Vantas, Lord Light, Naoto Shirogane, Nobunaga Oda, Remilia Scarlet, Ritsu Sakuma, Shin Asuka, Shou Suzuki, Yoshiko Tsushima. 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 open sea... This is the Team Peter Pan 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 Peter Pan is as follows: 3RD: Objective 1 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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Goro's reaction is not promising.]
What is it?
[When he asks the question it's low; no need to get the attention of...whatever just happened in there.]
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Oh, for god's sake, they're still there. This is real. For a degree of real. Here, see for yourself, Wesker, he can open the door some more without immediate notice...
by a whole lot of fucking skeletons, playing that sweet sweet music. Don't mind him, he's taking out his phone to record this. No one will believe him otherwise.]
There's an osteostra. [... Okay that was not his best, he can recognize that.] You don't suppose they might be friendly bones, do you?
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Either they're some very cultured skeletons that are fond of Threepenny Opera or we're going to have a problem.
[...]
A problem beyond that sentence just leaving my mouth.
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Do we attempt negotiations, leave, or... I don't know, skeletons aren't usually strong in video games, and I would sleep safer knowing that we've taken care of a potential problem.
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...We are absolutely taking care of them.
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There's a fair amount of them, so we should use our first attack to thin the numbers--
[The music abruptly comes to a halt with a clatter of bones, because it'd seem that second string viola over there has spotted their audience. It's dead quiet for a moment, Goro slowly stopping the recording as he chuckles nervously and his eyes flick around the room.
... There's a chandelier up there, and he jerks his head upward as the skeletons begin to make their way down with a rattle that's not unlike rocks in a can, jarring and vaguely threatening. Can Wesker's gun do something with that?]
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Skeletons, after all, are usually decidedly more fragile than she turned out to be, and he is entirely here for getting all Phantom of the Opera on their asses.
He'll...encourage Goro to move a bit more solidly into the room so he can get a better shot; the entire shooting process is a lot quicker these days, a lot cleaner given that before the monsters invaded the city he'd never fired a gun in his life, and when he shoots the chain holding that chandelier up above his aim is surprisingly true.
(Which, you know, he would really like to claim as badassery on his part, but it's honestly the sort of thing that gets a brief mental well, that's never happening again, but really, who cares, he made the damn shot when it counted.)
The chain weakens for a precarious moment that feels far longer than it can actually possibly be, until with a tremendous and jarring crash, there goes the violin section, learning the hard way that not everything can be about them all the time.
...Which still leaves us with like two-thirds of the orchestra, but damn if that isn't a good amount that we don't have to deal with, and we've proven that they are, in fact, fragile.]
Hopefully your first thought won't be deflecting this time.
[Yippie-ki-yay, motherfuckers.]
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was awesome, frankly speaking, Goro looks so fucking ecstatic at it working and there's others to deal with that's right.]
No, I'll lend a hand. [Oh, look, one of the arms is close enough for him to reach, he has like the shortest moment of hesitation because it's a fucking arm but he'll take it up.
This is the grossest thing he's ever held but you know what, at least these bones are clean.] Armed and ready to go.
[That one was better. To the rise of the overture, these skeletons are not nearly as terrifying as they could be and Goro's certainly has little issue in picking on a bunch of music nerds.]
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Armed, really...
[That is possibly the stupidest thing he's ever found amusing and he is trying so hard to not give you the satisfaction of laughing, so he'll just be smirking like a douchebag while leveling his gun at another skeleton's chest.
...Their ribcages explode in a really satisfying manner when shot, actually, that's cool as hell.]
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... Not his own wrist, just the one he's attacking with, just to be clear. There goes the hand. What is he supposed to bitchslap with now? No one else is particularly willing to give him a hand (heh) so he's backing up towards Wesker for some minor protection.]
They've got a lot of guts for things without real bodies.
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Well, it's not as though anything we do is going to get under their skin.
[these are our lives now. this is what we've become.
...these things are decidedly harder to shoot when they don't have actual bodies to penetrate, there's less area to hit, but at least headshots seem to be fairly effective in taking them down and - hi, Goro.]
Femurs are generally some of the strongest bones in the body, you know -
[seriously just grab someone's fucking thigh and beat some skeletons to death with it, just fucking do it]
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[land in his hand, okay, this is decidely not a femur this is someone's skull that has been thrown at him, you can take that right back.]
They should be thanking us for getting rid of the violins, in my opinion. [Maybe his power will work on them? He will grab a boney arm and
well, he's not sure if his powers just don't work on the undead or if they're just not activating at the moment, but he's being dragged into the ratting fold like a hostage.] They were overrated! You're better off with what you have! Cellos deserve to be the stars!
[he is doing his best to appease the skeletons succeeding their grapple rolls.]
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What do we have to offer, burning every viable copy of "Canon in D" -
[...So you know what's going to be terrible is if he misses and manages to shoot Goro somehow, but that's what laser sights and an absolute lack of a conscience are for, right?
He fires another couple of rounds into one of the skeletons that is very much succeeding its grapple roll there, trying to get it to break - at least just enough that Goro can actually do something.
Try not to die, man, solo missions suck and they generally cut your defenses to a ridiculous degree to artificially inflate the difficulty level and basically just don't be Umbrella Chronicles? Don't be Umbrella Chronicles.]
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It does get him free though, and his powers are more successful this time on the other bag of bones clutching onto his face like it wants it for itself as the skeleton clatters to the floor, allowing him to grave rob the way God intended for the femur he'd wanted.
"What did you do while we were separated?" His friends will ask, no doubt having stories of their own.
"Oh, I was on a cruise liner," he'd reply. "Have you ever imagined how satisfying it would be to kneecap skeletons with their own leg? Because it is."
It very much is. Look at the ones he's crippled, they're doing their best but they just don't have a leg to stand on. Climbing on a table is a good idea too, he's found, because nothing beats whacking off the head of a skeleton like it's a goddamn golf ball--]
Fore!
[Sorry if any flies too close to you, Wesker.]
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On the other, some of it does catch him in the shoulder and ow? Ow.
...On the phantom third hand he can't even be mad because that's hilarious. And honestly, melee weaponry may turn out to be more useful than the gun in terms of being able to just rapid-fire (ha) destroy these things, so you know what, it's just like the convention center all over again.
Except it isn't a gaudy-ass bat this time, and he's actually going to do sufficient damage with the broken table leg he's picked up once he's holstered the gun, and holy damn he is getting very accustomed to violence over the past short while.
Not that he can complain, given that it's not like they're people.]
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It seems like their crescendo's dying down, the swell of music tapering off with every lost player, so that's good; Goro takes a moment to look upon their fallen foes with an odd sense of pride, then kicks off a skeleton that tries to climb up to him. This is his hill. It's never gonna be anything he does again in his life (this life?) and it's a surprising amount of fun.]
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Wesker's already learned the unfortunate fact that he can kill things without being troubled by it, human-shaped or otherwise, over the course of the past several days; it's something that he'll be bothered by later, probably, but for now the music seems to be dying down and so do their opponents. Just a matter of taking down some of the stragglers.
They probably play viola, let's be real.]
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Upon finishing, each string snaps open one by one and the front of the cello swings open. Pouring out from the front comes a tangle of gold and jewels, a comb among them along with a small toolkit and a small set of fishing tackle.
What a weird set of items.
They may wish to hold onto all of these items, and perhaps it's wise to head down toward the generator room on the lowest deck. They may find that their teammates need an assist, but even as they go the skeleton's dying song will haunt them.]