lucetilogs | Mass-Interaction in Desset

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.]

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[Chaos isn't about to give up until he kills EVERYTHING THAT LIVES. That... might take a little while.]

[He sends another blast toward the vehicle, swooping in closer afterward. He wants to get his claws on the living flesh of that human in the metal-thing.]

[But then it's another spell, DIRECT HIT! Chaos is going down, and out of it. He's taken a pretty bad blast of Ice damage... and is Stopped, unable to move.]

[...FOR NOW.]

[The human in the metal-thing doesn't want to be torn apart, thanks very much. Fortunately for all concerned, the Freeze spell hits - he wasn't sure it would, really, but it was the best he'd had - and Chaos starts plunging from the sky.]

[Cid wheels the truck around again, keeping an eye on where the demon falls, then guns it in the direction that he went down. It only takes a brief time of searching to find him - and when he does, Cid swears once again.]

Fuck!

[Chaos is still moving. Not much, and there's not very many places he can go, but Cid knows this - take him down or no more Vince. Only one thing left he can do.]

[Biting on the cigarette in his teeth, he slams on the gas pedal again - he's only got about a hundred yards to the demon, as well.]

[Of course Chaos is still kicking around after that. He has a singular purpose to fulfill... but he can't do that so well from the ground. The demonic creature twitches and attempts to spread out his wings. One of them is still frozen, the damage not so easily shaken off... Nor can he dodge the incoming vehicle, either.]

[As the truck slams into Chaos, it adds to his injuries, and renders him unconscious in the process. Remarkably, he still lives after that. It would definitely take a LOT more power to kill him entirely, but fortunately for Cid that's not needed to get rid of him this time. Being knocked out as he is, his consciousness fades to the background. He de-transforms from monster to human.]

[Fortunately for Vincent, not Chaos, Cid also slams on the brakes. So while he goes smashing into the demon, it's not as fast as it could be, and Vincent doesn't get completely run over. Sent flying into a wall, but not run over.]

[Cid bails from the truck, still holding his spear, and runs over to his friend - and finally, finally Chaos is gone. Vince isn't doing too good, but he's got a fix for that, too: it takes most of the rest of his magic, but he casts Full-Cure on the ex-Turk and waits to see what effect it has. If they're ambushed, he can fight them off, but he'd rather Vincent just wake up really quickly.]

[Yes, thanks for not running him totally over, Cid. Although this is Vincent and he would accept trucks driving over him as PENANCE. No, really. :|]

[Anyway. Vincent lays there a moment as the spell takes effect, healing truck-induced damage that's carried over. His breathing steadies and he drifts back to consciousness. Although, frustratingly, the mental battle in his head isn't letting up. His mind is a very dangerous place right now and he knows it's still going to be a fight to contain Them.]

[But he finally has regained enough of his senses to realize where he is and what needs to happen now. Vincent half-sits up and looks to Cid with a subtle nod of thanks.]

...We cannot linger here.

Got that right. Come on, get up.

[And he's grabbing Vince's hand to pull the taller man to his feet, ready to act as a support until he can get his legs working properly. The truck's pretty dented now so he's not trusting it, but he does go over to get his explosives out of it first.]

Let's get ya back t'the hotel.

[Vincent accepts the hand and makes an effort to steady himself. At the moment he can't rely on being able to keep any of Them contained either, and it's taking all his effort to do that much. He's aware that their captors will likely force him back out to battle when he seems physically rested, but... Mentally is another thing entirely. He's not able to entirely regain himself in that regard and it troubles him.]

...They're too strong.

[He sounds even more detached than usual, as he's so mentally distracted. He waits for Cid to gather his things.]

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