Zompania Draft - Draftees only, days 1-3.5

[lucetimods]

Who: All Draftees
What: This is your death. Followed by your time-traveling life and desperate bomb hunting.
When: From May 22 to May 20 to early May 23 (days 1-4)
Where: Zompania
Summary: Information post here
Rating: Varies on thread, please mark explicit material.

This post is for the draftee-only portion of the Zompania draft--the day 3 death, time travel to day 1, and then the events until the arrival of the reinforcements. Be sure to use the above info post for any plotting needs you might have. Enjoy!

Please note that there is a specific top-level comment thread for:

• The day 3 arrival of the draftees and the 6 hours that follow until the bomb is dropped
  
• Death--This thread can be treated as REFERENCE ONLY. Responding to it isn't necessary.
  
• Threads prior to departing for Zompania--post resurrection freak outs, arguments over how to proceed, etc.

All other threading, from day 1 until the reinforcements arrive, should be conducted as normal.

Be sure to tag this post appropriately: [canon] character name

Comments

[yourfononsarewhack]

[Jade will quickly try to take command of anyone who's around him. Short range fighters will be asked to stand guard nearby while he casts a number of fonic artes. Primarily, he focuses on flame-based fonic artes, in order to illuminate the area. He will focus on looking after those from Auldrant, but it's too easy for even him to get separated in the chaos.

As the hours continue, even the colonel shows signs of wear and tear. He'll stop for healings every now and then, but he'll be quick to lead the charge back into the fray, working tirelessly and relentlessly. In all his experience, he's never quite seen a battle like this.

At one point, he struggles against an Elite in the mud. Forced to forgo his fonic artes in favor of close-range tactics, he clashes spears with the Elite. It is a long and tough battle, in which Jade sustains numerous injuries, and his glasses eventually fall to the mud, quick to be stomped beneath the Elite's boot. Another person is welcome to join in on the battle; otherwise, he takes a quick healing break after the Elite falls.

For the last hour until the bomb falls, Jade fights with almost a desperation. Without his glasses to limit his fonic sight, he unleashes more devastating fonic artes than before. He'll continue to sustain wounds, and in his last moments he will be trying to cast Indignation on the bomb.]

I love that he has an attack called Indignation that's amazing

[complicatedliar]

[Loki's an experienced enough warrior to have the measure of a battle, and he can tell that this one is particularly bad. It behooves him to help his fellow draftees out, then, since he'd much rather stay alive when you come down to first principles.

So when he spies Jade up against an Elite, he'll take a moment to help out. He appears from seemingly nowhere, burying one dagger in the Elite's back and managing to slip a knife point through the armor of its wing to score at least a small hit before being flung away.]

It really is beautiful

[yourfononsarewhack]

[It's a tough battle, even for Jade. His glasses lay shattered in the mud, near the fallen forms of some MSF soldiers whom the Eltie had made quick work of. It's fortunate for him that he does not need his glasses for his eyesight to be sharp.

It is difficult to make out whoever it is who helped him, but Jade certainly appreciates the backup. The Elite isn't much winded, but it's enough for Jade to come at him with a second wind. He manages to get a quick jab at the chest with his spear, but the Cultist is soon parrying him back with his own blade.]

[complicatedliar]

[Loki rolls with the hit, sending up a plume of mud as he hits. Even as he scrambles to his feet, he casts three illusions in quick succession: one of himself, running in from the side to attack the elite, one of Jade, as if he'd just slipped to the side in a risky maneuver to try to gain an advantage, and a third to make Jade and himself temporarily invisible.

Hopefully the man will use the brief distraction appropriately. Loki moves back in toward the Elite, throwing a knife at his leg. A wound there will certainly slow their opponent down.]

[yourfononsarewhack]

[It takes him just a moment to process what had happened, as he's not used to illusion-based abilities. He seems to be invisible at the moment, and his new ally seems to be doing a good job of keeping him busy and also slowing the enemy down. Jade takes the moment to step back several yards as he prepares one of his Mystic Artes.

A glowing glyph forms beneath his feet as he prepares the move. And it shall only be even more powerful due to his glasses having been a limiter on his fonic ability.]

[complicatedliar]

[Loki senses a shift in the energies of some sort, but it's not something he's at all familiar with. Well, hopefully his temporary battle partner will see fit to warn him if anything overly explosive is about to happen.

Loki continues to shield the man from sight, keeping two other illusions to harry the Elite. He jumps back into the fray himself, managing to strike with one dagger and slip it through the Elite's armor, into his side. Not a mortal blow, but something useful at least. He parries the next blow with the dagger in his other hand, and it's a mighty enough one to knock him back, almost costing him his grip, pain shooting up his arm.

But that's fine. He'll take the distance. He doesn't want to clinch with the enemy.]

[gunkonmyboot]

[Ah yeah, finally something worth to get his palms sweating. Seventeen glimpsed Jade's way eyeing his tough battle. That Elite didn't look tough. Seventeen shouted behind Jade before he dashed between them.]

Hey! Mind if I take a turn?

[He didn't wait for Jades respond. Instead it seemed as if Seventeen teleported between them. First thing first was to move the big guy far away. He planted a palm on top of the Elite's left side just below his chest. There was a rapid light blue glow from his hand before it expanded out to a flash. He waited for the light to fade to see if it pushed that winged-brute out and hopefully far enough for good distance.]

[yourfononsarewhack]

[The Elite is sent back several yards, but he begins flapping his wings lightly to come to a halt, and he starts to approach again. Smoke sizzles from his chest, but it doesn't seem to be a truly lasting wound.]

My, it seems that my permission is not necessarily. But if you're intent on helping, you can buy me some time.

[gunkonmyboot]

What for? That attack should leave him a gap... [Seventeen's last sentence trailed off when he saw the winged-brute regenerating. Why couldn't that guy just stay down? Seventeen shrugged before he dropped himself to a fighting stance.]

Sure, some humor wouldn't hurt. Just keep him far away, right? [He gave a cocky smile fully aware of the Elite's assault towards them.]

[yourfononsarewhack]

Just keep him from attacking me for a minute or so. I'll take care of the rest.

[gunkonmyboot]

Easy enough.

[If Jade's eyes couldn't keep up, Seventeen sprint from one spot to the next in a blur. Seventeen launched himself off the ground barely a foot in the air and dashed towards the Elite. The Elite came to a stop when Seventeen was right under him with his elbow on it's stomach. Apparently Seventeen's force wasn't enough to knock the wind out of this guy. The Elite was prepared to drop his spear right on top of the android teen. Seventeen quickly avoided that. The Elite continued that attack repeatedly while Seventeen avoided it turning it into a dodge ball game. It didn't look like either of them was about to wear down.]

[yourfononsarewhack]

[Jade's moving faster than any eye could follow. It would be easy to leave them to that - both of their powers seem to be in league beyond his own - but he knows he can still contribute meaningfully to this battle. After all, his glasses were off, and with that there were no limiters on the power of his fonic artes.

A fonic glyph forms beneath his feet as he begins gathering fonons.]

[gunkonmyboot]

[The glowing catches Seventeen's attention and of course he looks to see what it is. The Elite thought begins to march over to Jade. Seventeen starts to dash towards the Elite with a full charge to shove the brute out in a good distance. He points his thumb to himself.] Sorry pal, your opponent is me.