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Save Our City [OPEN, but sign up first]

Sep 20, 2009 21:33

Who: Pretty much EVERYONE.
What: Kicking Isis out of Nautilus.
Where: All over.
When: Beginning early Monday morning, lasting until Tuesday night.
Warnings: Violence and death, at least.
Notes: - Tag under your specified thread. If you have any questions, address them at the OOC post- Threads can either be paragraph or quicklog. People who are ( Read more... )

† rip van winkle, † monday, † saïx, † larry butz, † flonne, † tony stark, † jinx, samus aran, † squall leonhart, † landis, † dead end, † darien fawkes, † kyd wykkyd, thomas, † james matthew b., † optimus prime, † katherine, † fone bone, † klonoa, † vexen, lelouch vi britannia, † america, lara croft, † lysander arleyas, † tally youngblood, † giygas, † xigbar, † graham specter, antovil, † blitzwing, † aya brea, v, † prowl, † derek rayne, axel, † rion steiner

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ASHURA FIGHTS shivas_lover September 21 2009, 04:36:27 UTC

FELITHAS shivas_lover September 21 2009, 04:37:42 UTC

Fone Bone, Megatron, Optimus Prime

firetruckhero September 21 2009, 05:00:47 UTC

Save our City.

Starscream's missive had been clear, and having coordinated with Megatron and Fone Bone already, Optimus nodded to his two teammates.

"lets go!" he called to them both, transforming to vehicle mode and opening his door in order to let Fone climb in.

duke_of_pook September 21 2009, 06:20:12 UTC

It was probably the most bizarre team he would have ever thought he'd be a part of, but there wasn't any time to be thinking about such things. Conflict was already upon them, the first strike had been made.

Nodding towards Optimus, the little Bone paused only a moment to get over what had just happened before he hurried to scramble into the truck.

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WAKENED FIGHTS shivas_lover September 21 2009, 04:39:59 UTC

ANOMIE shivas_lover September 21 2009, 04:40:32 UTC

doorwasopen September 21 2009, 20:10:15 UTC

Rion didn’t waste much time lingering at the Opera House before going after Anomie.

The unknown voice and the prompt to strike had been their flag, their prompt, their sound to war. And Rion was not much of one to run headlong into someone else’s battle, he made it his battle. No room to stay neutral when someone was determined to wipe out a city and everyone within it.

Besides. It was Anomie who got herself wrapped up on the opposite side. Rion wouldn’t have cared so much. Actually, he was surprised to find himself caring much at all. But Anomie had cared about him, for whatever reason. She had helped him before. And when he heard that most of these people, those that followed Isis, were here by no faults of their own... She had no right. Isis had no right.

His senses didn’t work the way they did back at Michelangelo City; he could at least try to Scan for her, though. Look for Anomie. Anywhere in the city. She was around. Trying to clean things. Trying to make things orderly for their new resident.

She didn’t know.Why would ( ... )

ruaboggle September 22 2009, 00:51:33 UTC

Anomie is in a state of frustration.

Anomie does her part, as best as she can figure, to help Isis, but there are critical components that are missing from her thought processes. And she doesn’t even realize some of them.

Where Isis being one. How to help her being another.

That it is okay to attack boggles being a third and one that she hasn’t dealt with.

She doesn’t feel the urge to fight, without something to trigger it. Isis is so amazing. Isis doesn’t need help, right? What could she do against something that can hurt Isis?

What can one girl do to help a boggle like Isis anyway?

Yet... she knows that she will leap to Isis's defense; She feels something deep and compelling, much like her affection for the Professor.

It makes her have to wonder... Is the Professor a boggle too?

She can clean.

Anomie has a broom.

It hasn’t failed her yet, right?
Though the messes of the forest are very difficult to keep swept.

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TEAM NO DYING shivas_lover September 21 2009, 04:44:27 UTC

This is the thread for your team to organize, regroup, etc. However, feel free to jump in on fights, provided those involved in the fights give permission beforehand.

NO DIE A GO! bounty_chaser September 21 2009, 05:08:47 UTC

Samus saw Starscream's death and felt the ground quake. She saw Squall's message: The time to strike had finally come. In a flurry she ran out of her home and morphed into her ball, rolling quickly to wherever she would be needed. She wanted to get in there, she wanted to infiltrate Isis and destroy her, but JJ's words reminded her of why she became who she was.

Finally she made it to the Opera House and morphed back, running to the front doors. She would help those who needed it, and make sure this fight claimed no fatalities on her watch.

YEAH!! ohcruelworld September 21 2009, 06:32:37 UTC

The timing of everything cut into other preparations. Although shaken, both the castle master and the Harmonian mercenary were in the process of making their way over to the Opera House. However, it seemed Nash had another job to do, giving the boy a quick squeeze on the shoulder before dashing off.

Thomas continued toward the designated area alone, the location on the map still clear in his memory. Frazzled and worried as he was, he still focused on aiding the others. Of course, watching the orange ball change back into Samus sort of threw him off his path. Recovery didn't take too long; he followed once the initial surprise wore off.

HEY LOOK A TAG. -failure- kickoverthedesk September 24 2009, 04:27:44 UTC

As much as he wanted to keep to himself, Batman knew that this was a fight that would rely on teamwork and cooperation. As an Angelii, and more importantly, a citizen of Nautilus, it was his duty to work with the others to defeat Isis, and protect those who could not protect themselves.

It was a more difficult situation than fighting ordinary street crime. He would not only be defending his teammates from Isis and her Asgura, but his enemies from his allies. He would not let anyone in his sight fall, friend or foe. But even he couldn't be everywhere at once.

So he made his way to the Opera House, the meeting ground. He would approach those who he could trust not to kill out of spite. His goal: no death. Unrealistic? Perhaps. But he would damn well try.

GLASS MUST GO shivas_lover September 21 2009, 04:47:32 UTC

Please note that it takes more than two people to unglass a person. (Unless you happen to have Neriae with you.) All other glass things must go as well.

notsosmelly September 21 2009, 10:53:54 UTC

Make glass things not glass. Right. That's something Larry can do.

The Butz stands in his apartment, staring at the enormous tank containing Mr. Nibbles. Yup, something this big and this glassy will definitely have to go.

Focusing hard, Larry places his hands on the sides of the tank and closes his eyes, trying to envision it as being plastic. Which ... looks pretty much the same as a glass tank. Uh, okay. Imagine it as having ... little model sharks on the corners. That are plastic. And the rest of the tank is plastic, too.

To his absolute astonishment, he feels the glass beneath his hands change. Upon opening his eyes, he sees that the little sharks on the corners are in place as well.

"ALL RIIIIGHT!" he crows, punching a fist in the air and grinning at Mr. Nibbles. "That wasn't so bad, was it?"

The shark barks in response.

Glass will go deadster_awake September 21 2009, 16:48:08 UTC

In the east, a Porsche 928S parks near the Plaza of Waterfalls, its engine idling. Dead End wasn't part of the private network, but Starscream's rebellion is signal enough. He knew it was coming, though he did not expect it to be so self-destructive. He feels for, he listens to the currents of mercury trickling deep beneath the ground. There! A note, high and densely burbling and mocking the frozen 'ting' of glass echoes in his mind. He teases it and calls it, calls it closer, summons the quicksilver of the ancient Sea ( ... )

agentminiskirt September 21 2009, 19:49:06 UTC

Aya Brea had been determined to make things right the way they were before. Back when the water didn’t look wrong, there were trees, and the city. Not because she had found herself emotionally attached to this place, but it was for the people that lived here. It was for life. She rather liked Nautilus when it had looked as though it had life still blooming within it. She had wanted that back. It was nice compared to the city streets she was so used to.

It took a little time to recover her strength after her exodus, and while much of that strength remained unrecovered, she hauled herself along anyway. Rushing through districts on foot. Her feet were all she had for transportation. But she could run. Running past the Heart, to wherever she felt as if something were pulling her towards ( ... )

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MEDICS AND SUCH shivas_lover September 21 2009, 04:49:38 UTC

There are going to be two threads to this; one for medical stuff and one for wrecking havoc in the meantime.

BREAKING SHIT shivas_lover September 21 2009, 04:51:37 UTC

No patients? No problem! Mess things up a bit.

BREAKING SHIT - lolwhoops 3rd person, not action celestialotaku September 21 2009, 06:24:37 UTC

Air Commander Sir Starscream is dead.

He's dead. This isn't what's supposed to happen, is it? It's one thing for the bad guy to make his heroic sacrifice, but - Starscream wasn't the enemy. He has to come back, right? Right?

Flonne knows that's not what's going to happen. Maybe the Decepticons were the bad guys back home. Maybe Starscream really did mean to do just what he did - maybe he knew the price he'd be paying. But all she knows is that she needs to be big, and she needs to finish what he started.

She needs to be like him.

So she focuses, trying to find one thing clearly sticking out in her mind through the rage, and Starscream's smirking face rises to the forefront.

She can be like him.And she rises up, no longer quite the same. Her skin is made of metal - her eyes glowing a deep red. And, most importantly - she follows Starscream's color scheme. He'd be proud - she hopes ( ... )

BLOWING SHIT (AND NARRATION) UP: IT'S WHAT I DO. myheartglows September 21 2009, 21:04:47 UTC

Well, everything looked to be in order. Not bad for a rushed job, but Tony had experience with scrapping together explosives and homemade bombs seemed to be V's specialty. Credit to V for the initial idea, though.

Tony still felt conflicted. He was positive V knew; V could read him at a glance. The armor and faceplate helped to conceal anything that made it too obvious, at least, which was why he had hid behind it during his network post.

Isis hadn't answered his ultimatum. He guessed that was answer enough. He just hoped the others were choosing to save the Ashura instead of killing them (and Kergan, especially Kergan; she'd been so kind to him). Tony understood how easy it was to fall into Isis's grasp, the welcome nothingness she offered, wrapped in ignorance and cold reassurance. He still wanted most of the things she promised; he just didn't want them to happen like thisBut this time he really was doing the right thing. At least, he was pretty sure. Nautilus represented change, Lieutenant van Winkle had said, something Tony ( ... )

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