Day One ULTIMATUM Logs - [Active / Open]
Characters: ANYONE on board the U.S.S. Ultimatum
Content: What happens on the Ultimatum with characters waking up.
Location: U.S.S. Ultimatum
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 Ultimatum with characters waking up.
Location: U.S.S. Ultimatum
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 suddenly realized that he was not alone. There were two people still passed out, and another man who was awake. He regarded the man with curiosity. He didn't seem to be cowering in fear from Kefka, which was something that Kefka was admittedly unused to.
"Who are you?" he asked, his voice calm, but he began to accumulate some power. It was a little weaker than before, but still more than enough to deal with this man, should he prove himself to be a threat.
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"What the fuck?"
Last time he felt like that was when he ended up in Manhattan to begin with. He opened his eyes and looked around, suddenly becoming more alert at his surroundings.
"What the mother fuck!?"
No, seriously, someone needs to start explaining this shit to him right now.
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She heard the stirring, complaints, and curses of her cellmates. It beat against her ears before dissolving back into fearful, awkward silence.
"I think someone doesn't like us." She remarked, too absent to be fully sarcastic.
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He had been waiting for it the instant that Rookie vanished. They hadn't killed him, that much was clear by the throbbing in his skull. So now Morris had the opportunity to find these stupid bastards and show them just what happened when you messed with Morris' family and made children cry.
He pushed himself up, squinting through the disorientation. A cell. Classy. Two others in here, a man and--well snap, there was someone he could accept being stuck with. If he wasn't allowed to be with his team, another musically-inclined individual wasn't uncalled for.
Morris glanced around the room again, found his hat still lying on the cot, and promptly put it back on. "Oi," he called out to the others. "Sorry, no time for naps. Up and at 'em." At 'em hard.
--oh hey there was a dog in here too.
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He sat up, running a hand through his hair, and looked around. Bolt was here... and a man and a woman he didn't know. But they were the only ones. So, this was what that company was doing. The pieces were coming together in his mind.
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She looked around because she heard voices in the room with her. Giselle didn't understand what was going on, that man she had met who was friends with Spin was here...and so was Bolt. "Oh my goodness! Are you all alright," she asked, concerned with their well being before her own.
"What happened?"
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Despite the sick feeling, Bolt jumped to his feet, darting in a frantic circle around the tiny cell. He didn't have to think hard about where this could be...he'd been in similar situations before. They had been captured and imprisoned by the villains!
"Phoenix! Where's Pearl?!"
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Larxene made no sound as her fist collided with the door for the third time. No use. Whoever had shoved that fucking venom injection into her had thrown a cap on her powers as well. Sure, the pulse of electricity still flowed just under her skin, but she wasn’t about to use that to get out of the room.
No, better to save it for a better opportunity. Like when the guard or who-the-hell-ever came to give them their food. Or instructions. Or one of the others in the cell came to and had a better idea or ability that might contribute to getting the damn door open.
The waiting game was at the top of her list to hate when she could.
With a huff, Larxene flopped back over onto her cot and started running through options. Depending on how useful the others in the room proved themselves to be, plans and ideas could change. For now, it was wait.
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That was the first thing out of Sokka's mouth as he came to and started to sit up, wishing he didn't feel so groggy. The second thing was a 'ow', as he felt a painful throb in one of his arms. It felt like something had been forced into him. Like a bite, but not.
In his short time here, Sokka had gotten a pretty good rundown of what was going on. He'd sworn off ever getting bitten when he'd heard about the whole turning into a monster him, but it looked like now, if his guess was right, they weren't giving them any choice.
Well, no way he was letting some this... Tan-whatevers turn him into a monster.
He needed a plan, fast.
Glancing around the cell, he realized he wasn't the only one here, and one of them was awake.
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No, he realized a horrifying moment later when the haze seemed to clear, this was most definitely not the Strand. "What's going on?" He got up quickly - almost too quickly, his legs felt like jelly but he managed to keep his ground - as he glanced around frantically. They were in a cell. Trapped.
He was unconsciously rubbing his arm, which seemed to be sore for some reason, when his gaze went from their surroundings to his fellow cellmates. None of which he knew. That didn't matter though, his hero 'instincts' kicked in soon enough. Tagruato would not get away with this.
"Don't worry, I'll get us out of here," he said as he sat back down so his world would stop spinning. "Just give me a moment."
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"Where are we?" he asked, looking around the room at his new roommates, his voice rough and scratchy. He rubbed his arm cautiously, suspiciously - it was sore, as if he'd been injected with something quite recently.
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However... she didn't know a single person in the room. So she did the only thing proper. "Everyone, please. Could you please wake up. It isn't proper to introduce myself while you all sleep."
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"You've got to be shitting me," she muttered, clenching her fist. But someone was already awake. She smiled slightly at the girl who had spoken... "Ah... Sorry, sweetie... You ok?"
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Nodding to them, he introduced himself politely. "Sado Yasutora, pleased to meet you. You are unhurt?"
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So he forced himself to open his eyes and sat up with a grunt. He had to shake his head and squint his eyes until his vision finally cleared but when it did, Harry did not like what he was seeing. No one locked up an Osborn like this. And a closer inspection to his arm revealed a small mark. The mark of an injection point. Shit. Although he had been staying in his loft most of the time, Harry wasn't stupid. He knew exactly what was going on and what this meant.
Slowly getting to his feet, he watched as something - or someone, it was hard to tell when it was just a blur of motion - repeatedly slammed into the door. It actually seemed to be working too.
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Tommy didn't waste any time, and before the door had even hit the floor or the guards had had a chance to react, Tommy was out in the hallway, wrenching guns out of their grip and then knocking them unconscious with quickfire punches, all of this with a large smirk spread across his face. He was going to beat up as many of these fuckers as he could for what they were doing to him. And then some.
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