Day One THRESHOLD Logs - [Active / Open]
Characters: ANYONE on board the U.S.S. Threshold
Content: What happens on the Threshold with characters waking up.
Location: U.S.S. Threshold
Time of day: All Day
Warnings: Assume violence and swearing
Notes: Treat this thread as party-style, with new subthreads for new cells or events.
PLEASE REMEMBER TO READ THE RULES AND GUIDELINES!
Content: What happens on the Threshold with characters waking up.
Location: U.S.S. Threshold
Time of day: All Day
Warnings: Assume violence and swearing
Notes: Treat this thread as party-style, with new subthreads for new cells or events.
PLEASE REMEMBER TO READ THE RULES AND GUIDELINES!
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He sat up, a frown creasing the stripes on his forehead. What on earth ...
Why, they must have been captured - Tagruato, or whatever their name was, had certainly made good on their threat ... Well. They would have to escape, of course! There wasn't much that he could do on his own, but if everyone in this cell worked together, they must be able to do something!
... once they were all awake, at least.
Orlando leapt from his cot to the next over, giving the person in it a nudge with his good paw. "I say, wake up!"
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"Shush!" he hissed as he jumped back up onto the cot he himself had woken up on. "Keep your voice down - we've been imprisoned. If we want to get ourselves out of here we mustn't let them hear us!"
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He turned back to the room, and found the numbers on the wall. "Fan-fucking-tastic..." he muttered. He started to pace.
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She wasn't going to let herself fall back into unconsciousness. That would mean the people holding them had won. They would not win this. Never.
Forcing herself upright, Celes glanced around, feeling all the anger and pain that had built up over the last few weeks flood forth. She held onto the feeling, controlled it, knowing she would need the strength it provided later. For now, her focus was speaking calmly in the direction of the other awake person, whoever he was.
"Have the others woken up yet?" she asked in an attempt to gain some sort of knowledge about the situation.
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He slowly turned his head to the side, examining the door. Solid steel, probably well-locked. The room had every look of a prison cell, minus the bars. Fitting, considering they were all prisoners.
The Magatsuhi here tasted of fury, something with which he could certainly sympathize. If not for his current wooziness plus the possibility of excessive collateral damage, the door would have been off its hinges as soon as he woke. For now, however, it was time to wait. Wait, plan, and comprehend.
Then destroy.
"I don't recognize any of you. Kashima Naoki. Aside from the circumstances, it's good to meet you. Now, who else is here?"
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"I hadn't really paced myself for a ... prison stay."
He glanced over at the others, sort of taking them in, paying the most attention to the fellow who was... well... glowing. He himself was, for all appearances, dressed kind of like a harem girl, in a midriff baring shirt and voluminous pants.
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He raises an arm up to rub his head, only cringing when pain shoots through it, and he blinks to focus on it, only to see a bruise he knew wasn't there before. Boy, this day was just becoming a barrel of fun now, wasn't it? Well, at least he wasn't dead, right?
He stretches, trying to get out all his kinks, and then finally notices that he's not alone, and that this room really probably isn't somewhere that he wants to be.
Crap.
Zidane wobbles to his feet and makes it over to the door, with hopes that they weren't locked in. No go. Irritated, he kicks a foot against it, then looks back over his shoulder and calls to the others, "Hey. Hey! Wake up, this probably isn't the best time to be sleeping!"
He finally remembers: he was near Madison Square Park, hoping to rendezvous with Raiel; everyone was disappearing. How long had he been out after he himself... vanished?
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This was the first thing that greeted Hotsuma when he came to. It quickly dawned on him that somehow, he and possibly every last Manhattanite were now in the clutches of Tagruato. And this was their dungeon.
The ninja tottered slowly to his feet, noted that his sword and kunai were gone. He fought the wave of dizziness that meddled with his focus and paced over to the blond lad with a tail, who'd clearly woken up before everyone else here. "Are you alright?"
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He checks around at the others, then back at the lock, and he continues talking. "I'm Zidane, by the way." He didn't recognize anyone here. Damn, he didn't really have much of anything on him. "Don't suppose you have anything still on you? Something small, metal maybe... I could probably pick this thing with the right tool..." he grumbles, crouches down, and sways a bit again. Okay, still not in the best of shape.
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Groggily, Demyx stirred, and sat up a little, propping himself up on one arm, only to notice a sharp, throbbing pain. "Ahh-ooowwww." He managed to get himself up into a better sitting position, legs splayed out before him, and he pulled back his long black sleeve, revealing a dark red splotched injection site. Well, he certainly didn't do THAT while playing.
The Nobody considered standing up, but his mind felt like a whirlpool was sloshing around inside it, and he doubted his balance. So, instead, he looked around at his cell-mates, and, not recognizing any of them, said (In a somewhat drunken tone, as he was still waking up) "Pardon me, I'm being rude... I'm… Demyx..."
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So they didn't kill me. He got to his feet quickly, but reeled, finding himself a little dizzy. He propped himself up against a wall, but was quick to notice he was leaning on a sore place in his arm.
What did they pump me with?! ...Nevermind, I've got some guesses. It was another rock in the pile. And he felt the anger bubble up again. He looked to his cell mates. The girl with the pink hair he sort of knew about. The others he didn't. The cell was less than cozy. "CV-102. Great. Now we know for sure ( ... )
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And then came the sound of loud banging. In his dream, this manifested as the Japonessguar, the castle transformed into a giant mech, stomping about and destroying houses. Hanagata let out a bloodcurdling scream as its foot came down on him and he woke up, rolling off the cot to hit his head on the floor.
"Ow ow ow ow..." He sat up and rubbed the fresh lump on his head, looking around at his surroundings. "What the heck is this?"
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"We are being held prisoner, it would seem this is a holding cell," she gave the obvious answer to the ridiculous question. She did not recognize a single one of the other three stuck in the cell with her. But the one that had caused the commotion had a weapon of sorts...
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Rather, she seemed far more interested in Riku's activities. Grinning she shouted, "Oh, that looks like fun," before hurling herself against the door. A second later the tiny shinigami bounced off and flew across the room with a deafening clang, leaving a small dent in the metal.
Landing, she lay there for a second in silence, before popping up. "THAT WAS FUN!" She seemed to ignore the fact that her head had a little blood on it.
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Wait. Shit. This wasn't her bed.
Her eyes flew open and she sat up - too quickly, it seemed, as the subsequent bout of dizziness nearly knocked her back down again. That wasn't right, and neither was the ache in her arm-
Or the hole in it. She recognized a needle mark when she saw it. She'd been injected with...something. The list of possibilities was very short. Dammit.
Well, now was no time to be sitting around - she had to get out of here, wherever the hell here was (though the "CV-102: B07" painted on the wall told her it was one of those ships, which just made things worse). She stood up, carefully so as not to set off the subsiding dizziness again, and raised her voice at her new and completely unknown roommates. "Hey! Get up! We need to get out of here!"
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"CELES!" he shouted as he remembered disappearing, leaving her. He'd gone to find her to help her, comfort her after Ashe vanished, and he could only have made everything so much worse for her, slipping away right before her eyes.
"Where's here!?" he asked the unfamiliar girl who'd woken him up, turning to look at their other companions as well, a very pretty woman and another guy. "And who're you?"
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They'd been transported here, of course - not sent back anywhere, just moved, so that Tagruato could ... do whatever they were planning to do with them ... He could just feel Sora, too - he wasn't near, but he wasn't gone completely, and ...
... and then he realized his hands were empty. He didn't even look at the others, just rummaged, hurriedly, through his pockets - nothing. And nothing on the cot, either, when he got up from it. Megan's SoulDagger was gone.
He took another look around the cell, a little more tense and panicked than before, and uttered a frustrated monosyllabic word that Sora would never have said.
"They took our stuff," he said, and it was obvious this was a source of significant distress.
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What had that company done with them?
She sat up very slowly, looking around at her cellmates. She recognized only Rosette in passing, but the two boys were completely foreign to her.
"Wode tian ah," she cursed softly beneath her breath. The boy's question rang hollow. They were in a cell of sorts, and that couldn't bode well at all.
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