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

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

What? ... And you didn't even sign up for it?

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

Not at all. I'm not interested in dealing with their battles.

... Did you?

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

... I did.

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[He looks at her curiously for a moment at that. He wasn't very familiar with her fighting style to gauge her combat ability, but she didn't strike him as the type to join a war like this.] Why?

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

They said that if nothing was done about them, we'd be attacked again. S-So I wanted to help protect the village.

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[... He honestly didn't believe the Malnosso, but then, Noel was a lot nicer than him when it comes to these things.]

You're a good kid.

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

[... ;;]

Still, they really shouldn't have sent people who didn't want to go. [...] Have you been okay out here, Ted? [She... actually doesn't see Ted as the fighting type.]

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

I've.. had some encounters. [Because that stupid owl dropped him from who knows how high in the middle of a group of enemies. Yeah, fun times.] It's nothing I couldn't handle though.

[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.]

[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.]

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

[...]

Should we turn the flashlight off?

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[He nods...] Might be the best idea for now.

[... and turns it off.]

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

[It's hard to see and a bit foreboding, but it's better than attracting the wrong individuals.

... If only said individuals hadn't noticed the light. Hey, Ted? Something's coming up from behind with a sword and going in to give you a fatal blow to the head! WHAT DO YOU DO!?!?]

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[Well, either running or flying, the sound catches his attention, and he quickly turns around with one hand already pulling an arrow from the quiver, aiming quickly at the faint silhouette of the man swinging at him.]

NOEL! Get down!

[As he says this, he forcefully bumps into her so they'd both avoid getting slashed in half, aiming well enough so that the moment he releases his arrow, it shoots through the man's throat.]

1/2

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

[Noel hits the ground, turning just in time to see the man fall over and writhe in pain. She looks ahead, past the fallen enemy, to see a trio approaching; two men and a woman. One of the males wields a scimitar while the other two carry identical swords.]

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

[She already recognizes them as the Third Party, so she quickly pulls herself to her feet and summons Bolverk for what felt like the fiftieth time that week. She eyes Ted briefly, making sure that the man with an arrow currently lodged in his throat didn't in fact injure him. Relieved to see nothing, she quickly looks back, preparing to dive in to attack when the opportune moment arises.]

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[His field of vision was limited in the dark, and he could only make out an outline of the enemies as they approached. Knowing that they were basically screwed unless the act first, he eyes Noel a little hesitantly, though only for a brief moment, just to ascertain she can defend herself.]

Get them before they get any closer. [He says this very quickly before pulling out another arrow, aiming as best as he could in the dark before shooting that one as well.]

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

[Without hesitating Noel charges forward, aiming Bolverk at the two enemies and shooting a flurry of Ars-based explosions in two single straight lines. See the first post's icon if you have no clue what I'm talking about lolololol.

Ted's target sees the arrow just in time to roll out of the way. He'll then take these precious few seconds to quickly recover back to his feet and dash over to Ted, using the wings to pick up speed. His weapon is raised, intent on striking Ted the moment he gets close enough.]

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[Pffffffffffffffffffffft.

Speed was going to be his downfall then. The moment he gets within the range Ted wants him to be in (far enough not to hit him but close enough that he can't avoid this shot), he quickly pulls out two arrows this time, making sure to angle them right before letting go, aiming for both of the man's wings.]

... /murders notifs

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

[gg, Ted, you managed to puncture the cultist's wings. He's yells in pain staggering to his knees. This isn't over yet, however, and in a desperate attempt use a shift to... well. Throw some stone rubble at Ted. If that's how it works. If that's wrong, he... well, just assume he does something to try and hurt Ted by using the rubble near them. Whether it's throwing it at him, or--yeah. /shot]

['Kay, so, MEANWHILE Noel's getting in the face of the other two. Or one, seeing as how the other one noticed their comrade in arms was in danger and is now heading for Ted WATCH OUUUTTT. Her enemy tries to take a swing at her with his weapon, but she counters by blocking it with one gun and then proceeding to shoot him at point-blank range. While he tries to recover from the blow she activates Chain Revolver, which means if Ted can even see it she's now glowing black and is unleashing a shitload of combos on the poor Third Party member. Which, yes, involve more of that Armagus/Magic bullet shooting thing. Noel herself is being rather quiet during all this.]

notifs: die forever

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[Gosh darn you stupid Third Parties and your weird as heck magic! Ted quickly dodges that, one of the rubble flying past his head and leaving a cut on his cheek, a rather deep one at that. He didn't even give himself room to think as he started shooting arrows at both his assailants, his aim practiced to perfection from years of running from enemies.

He doesn't even spare a glance for Noel, not now, though he does notice the glowing from his peripheral vision. He'll have to take note and ask Noel about that afterward.]