Mass-Interaction in Desset

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

Who: Draftees.
What: FIGHT FOR YOUR LIVES... or wander around. idfk.
When: Anytime this week.
Where: Desset City
Summary: Mass-interaction post in the city for the poor souls who've been drafted.
Rating: Anywhere from PG to R.

[With permission from the mods, I've gone ahead and put up this... post... for everyone who was interested in actually threading in the city. You can either prose or write in first-person; totally up to you. Actually threading a fight with the Third Party is also optional. Just keep in mind that if you do you'll have to be the one controlling the enemy's actions and whatnot. If you're not sure how to go about that, just remember the information they've provided us with. They're not very tough, but if you still need an idea with how they fight, just read up on this a bit. Please do remember that the enemies we're fighting are weaker compared to the ones previously fought, though. |D;

But yeah. Mass-interaction, guys. YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO.]

Comments

[chikaidestroyer]

I suppose if we did not need live steeds, we could do without the owl. But as it is, this isn't the time to learn how to use a "jeep." [Referring to Derek's relatively large vehicle.]

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

... A what?

[chikaidestroyer]

That metal contraption that somewhat resembled a wagon. [He gestures vaguely, not knowing how else to describe it.] Probably more efficient transportation, but it's technology we don't know of.

[He stops talking as he sees shadows overhead.]

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[Ted would have complained about these weird contraptions other worlds possess (like that stupid movie which was actually a television with a dvd set he didn't know how to use anyway) when he notices Albert looking away. He turns to the direction he's looking at, trying to see what was wrong.]

[chikaidestroyer]

...Turn down your light. [Albert turns over the sunstone he's carrying in a hurry, shoving it in one of his pockets. He keeps his voice hushed.]

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

[Zoisite's faring just fine in this fight, firing off blasts of fire and magic from a distance and running into the melee fray whenever he sees an opening. All of the frustration from the stress in his 'home' life has found a wonderful release.

Regardless of that pretty face and his young age, he's still a general. Wars are nothing new.]

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[Ted quickly turns the flashlight off, trying to adjust his eyes in the dark as much as he could.] What is it?

[chikaidestroyer]

[The owl clacks a comment about "flying not-foods." Albert tries to shut up the bird by pressing its wing before speaking.] ...Cultists.

[Up above, a light shines. And then another. And another.]

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[That pretty much sums it up. Ted readies his bow almost instantly, one hand holding an arrow from his quiver, ready to pull it out and shoot should they need to fight. Damn, here he was hoping he had avoided them too.]

[chikaidestroyer]

[Albert isn't all that sure what to do. Now that they've suppressed their own lights, their field of vision is limited. But they can definitely see the Third Party troops overhead.]

...We should quietly find cover. I don't think they see us yet.

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

Sounds like a plan. [His voice is hushed, his attention quickly turning from the troops to their surroundings. A small area nearby catches his attention, hidden enough not to be seen overhead for now, at least, from what he can make out from the very limited lighting.] How about that one?

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

You mean... oh. [Ffff. Poor guy.] I haven't ran into anyone for a while now. In this area, at least.

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[He can canonly survive a fall from who knows how high, definitely higher than normal. He's a cockroach, Noel.] Want to come with me for a while then? It's better than staying alone.

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

Sure. [In a place like this, it really isn't good to be all alone.]

[Locked | Written]

[derek-bliss.livejournal.com]

[It would seem so. Been following the perimeter for a bit. Enclosure's pretty big. Anything specific you need me to look out for?]

[blackenedchaos.livejournal.com]

They have. They seem to assume I have the same needs as a human does.

[blackenedchaos.livejournal.com]

Are you really wanting to die that badly then? [He goes ahead and kicks his journal aside for now, not realizing that his setting up of a recording is going to be causing this battle to record to the village now.]

[black-onslaught.livejournal.com]

Don't get so full of yourself. [Not grabbing his sword off his back yet, but he sure as hell readies himself. Just in case he needs to dodge anything. Or run and punch Yuber in the face really hard.]

[blackenedchaos.livejournal.com]

[But why chase faster when he can teleport?] Just a bit of extra amusement. I'm sure you enjoyed what I left for you. [Yeah, he's talking about Sora.]

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[You bastard. His glare intensifies at that.] Your gift choices need work. Leave Sora alone, Yuber.

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

All right.

How long have you been looking around? [He says this as he moves the flashlight about, trying to see their surroundings better.]

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

[She looks at the flashlight curiously, but says nothing.]

Um... for a while. I-I'm not exactly sure how long, but if I had to guess it's probably been a few hours now.

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

Time is pretty hard to tell in the dark, huh? [He kind of wished it wasn't always so dark here, but then it wasn't like something to complain about.]

We might need to be careful though... [He pauses at that statement, looking back.]

[blackenedchaos.livejournal.com]

[Yuber is definitely smirking when his swords actually hit. The smell of blood is always so wonderful. Now at least he is slightly entertained by this.

And he's going to enjoy taunting Kain a bit by making it look like his newfound speed helped and won't get out of the way of that last jump until nearly the last second with a quick and convenient teleport.

And will reappear behind the dragoon to slash with his swords again.]

[blackenedchaos.livejournal.com]

The same needs to be said about you since you are so boring after all. [And no, Yuber isn't attacking quite yet, he's waiting on Ragna to look like he's going to attack first, stupid orders.]