We're more than carbon and chemicals

[lucetimods]

Who: All Draftees
What: Fighting Third Party
When: 26th, 27th, 28th, 1st, and 2nd
Where: The Southern Farmlands
Summary: See here for overall details.
Rating: Probably gonna be gorey in places :|a

DOESN'T NEED A CUT. People should know how this works, if not, just follow other people's lead. I'm gonna set up some strategist threads at the top, for the four strategists to use if they want to, otherwise people should start their own threads.

((Mod Note: Since this has been asked a few times, just fyi, the livestock do not talk. Happy hunting!))

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Shift Hunters (Nara Shikamaru)

[lucetimods]

[gan-ceann.livejournal.com]

[If Izaya were to see Celty on the battlefield now, he would probably take it as confirmation of his 'Valkyrie' theory. But Celty herself has no such thoughts. According to legend she is a bringer of death but what reasons she had for that are no longer in her memories. Her presence today is simply to fulfill a promise; to protect Mikado's friends, some of whom she could tentatively call her own friends as well. Associates, at least. She can't die like the others, so she'll do what she can to keep them safe.

The strategy is simple - get in close to the enemy with Shooter in motorcycle form as a disguise, then take out as many as possible with her scythe. If a shifter is among them and her abilities are nulled, that's when the extra calvary can take them down.]

Clearing Group (Caesar Silverberg)

[lucetimods]

First Day - Morning

[1week-wizard.livejournal.com]

-She's having a lot of trouble setting up the sealing shields. Does anyone with actual muscle want to help her out? Because this is getting ridiculous-

Offensive Front (Albert Silverberg)

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[wise_maiden]

[If anyone on the front lines is in need of a healer, Raine is available for doing just that, as well as lending fighters strength and defense, as well as other support.

And if the third party gets too close, she can offer support with her light magic spells as well.

All very tiring work, but a battle is a battle: she's there as needed. Though even healers need defending too, sometimes.]

Defensive Post (Sokka)

[lucetimods]

Re: Defensive Post (Sokka)

[no-use-running.livejournal.com]

[Mercury may be fighting nausea, but she fights the good fight. She has something to focus on, and mind over matter has always been far more than a motto for her.

Her blue skin, on the hand, elicits no more than a private, wry smile to herself, once it seems to carry no other effects with it.

Right now, true to her word earlier, she is setting up a makeshift medical station and laying out a few basic supplies. Help out? Ask for help?]

Frontlines, first day

[originaljackass]

[Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack pumped a dozen rounds into a flying soldier and watched him fall out of the sky. Stepping through the battlefield like a souped up Rambo armed with two machine guns, Jack may be enjoying this battle a little too much. He's never fought in a war where he had such a significant advantage and little worry of his own death.]

[herotypical]

[ it is easier to look her freshest on the first day. no stains, yet. no bruises so far on top of bruises that by one heals a new one's in place. no strained scowl. not that she looks happy -- oh, no. not at all.

buffy uses her crossbow to bury a bolt in the chest of an oncoming soldier. she is in the area although not explicitly with jack horner. ]

Frontlines, first day

[dakingofawesome.livejournal.com]

[A fifty foot tall Bowser is stalking through the Third Party lines, using his massive flamethrower of a mouth to mow down the enemies. Although he may be able to take on several at once, these TP guys are taking to swarming him and are being a real pain to swat away. Believe it or not, he could actually use assistance.]

I'm so totally late. ;;;

[sanzu-watashi.livejournal.com]

[...What the hell is that thing? Some kind of Gear? A dragon? Whatever the hell it is, it's getting ganged up on pretty bad. And Baiken is fairly sure it's supposed to be on her side.

Either that or it's a really poor addition to the TP army.

In any case, though, that flamethrower is excellent cover for her, because let's face it, she can fight like hell, but it's hard to back herself into a corner and fight in her true colors when she's surrounded like this. May as well lend her hand.

Don't mind the steel claw knocking a few TP guys out of the air around you, Bowser.]

Day 1-ish (sometime early on anyway!), frontlines

[dragoon-pride.livejournal.com]

[Although a lot of feelings of dread and doom were lingering before, now that the anticipation is over, Kain can focus on fighting like he's supposed to.]

[He's sure to warn Rydia back when it looks like it's needed, so that he can keep focused on the offensive without her being too at risk. With the dragoon boots and gauntlets he's able to do a lot better this time around as well.]

[He leaps, lunges and stabs at the enemies in his path, cutting through them with an unrelenting fury. ...perhaps it's also an act of revenge for last time as well.]

[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

[Rydia enjoys watching him at work, now that he has those boots and gauntlets, though of course she does more than just watch. Any chance she gets, the Summoner is doing her part by blasting magic at their foes. Only when they come across those who negate such abilities does she hang back, and only until Kain has defeated them.

And while she understands his need for an outlet, Rydia remains the voice of reason for them both. When he's too tired or injured, she'll have them take a break, even if it's to pause somewhere long enough to down a potion or two. She means to keep to that promise of seeing them both through this alive.]

Anytime from 26th-28th

[illusional]

[On an isolated part of the battlefield, there's a rather strange "battle" going on. A single girl is standing in front of a group of third-party members, outnumbered. For a few moments, they seem frozen in place.]

[And then they start to scream.]

[Some collapse to their knees, eyes seemingly locked on the girl as a strange silvery fog begins to resonate around them. Eventually, their screams go silent and their bodies fall lifelessly to the ground. The silver fog swirls around the girl for a few moments before she outstretches her arms, absorbing it. It's over in minutes.]

[And yet despite the scene, she seems rather calm. When she eventually turns around, her eyes are closed and her expression is blank. Somehow, even though she doesn't seem to be injured, her dress is torn and covered in blood.]

[ooc: Cheyenne's powers will cause anyone who gets within 20 feet of her to have chills and start feeling more anxious or stressed out than they would normally be on the battlefield, unless you think they'd be powerful enough to be immune. Touching her will cause negative effects regardless.]

One of those days . . . !

[hakoiri.livejournal.com]

[ Because I can't work with dates to save my life.

The screams catch his attention. Though he's a considerable distance from the scene, he can easily tell who that figure in a dress is. His first instinct is to run in, but he remembers his words to her earlier that week and ceases to move after taking one step. Besides, what occurs next would have stopped him mid-step.

For some reason, it's a morbid thing to witness. Perhaps it's because the Third Party members have gone so still and quiet this quickly. Or perhaps it's because the victor provides a disturbing picture as she turns around. Is the blood even hers? How can it be?

Either way, Alf's grip on his sword tightens and he's about to take another step forward -- not yet. He'll wait for what happens next. He promised her that much. ]

Chey . . . enne?

[Any day, all over the place]

[blackenedchaos.livejournal.com]

[Like in previous drafts Yuber actually requested his old black plate mail (http://l-userpic.livejournal.com/99049477/23591872) before coming out to the field. With someone like Moro here, he'd be damned if he let her easily use him as a chew toy.

Anyone who happens to catch a glimpse of the demon on the field will likely see some creepy looking demonic monsters not too far away.

Basically, he's not taking any chances that Moro is going to play nice and is fully prepared to attempt to kill her too if needed. But otherwise he's taking down Third Party soldiers like it's no trouble. Even the Shifters don't bother him much from what can be seen.]

[Day 3]

[chikaidestroyer]

[Albert has had quite a bit to think, thanks to a certain demon taking advantage of more loopholes. He makes no attempt to hide that particular feeling; he wants Yuber to know that his actions have their repercussions, for good or bad.

But that is not his main reason for contacting him.]

I have a task for you. You will need to seek out a Shifter.

...Anywhere, actually. 8| Day one.

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

[When Noel was transported into the area, she didn't know which area she was dropped off to. For a while? She's been hopelessly lost, but hasn't ran into any of the enemy by some turn of fate.

For the time being, a field of cows has been distracting her. All of Noel's attention has now been dedicated to this.

She had no idea there were animals here...

ooc: I don't mind whether a fight with the Shifters start up or not in threads. \o Bring it onnn.]

[fortunefail]

[Everything seems peaceful in the field of cows- It certainly is. Just watch them grazing, not a care in the world. Not entirely realizing that there's a huge battle going on around them. Some of them look up anxiously from time to time, yes, but that's about it.

Until there's a loud roar somewhere nearby (up in the air?), and five seconds later a blue-haired man crashlands right into the middle of the field, startling the entire herd and causing it to scatter in a symphony of agitated "moo"s. His weapon, a double-bladed saber, fell a short distance away. Luckily, none of the innocent cows were injured. The same can't be said for Yuan, who was partaking in an airborne battle just a minute ago, until one of the enemies smacked him so hard he was sent flying. The punch instantly knocked out his Seraph wings and has left him dazed. Not to mention the whole crashlanding thing is going to leave a bruise.]

Argh- Dammit!

And on the second day, there was a waver.

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

[Cutting a path between fields and trying to avoid attention from the Third Party, there is one Nami on her waver (http://media.animevice.com/uploads/0/4479/142770-010_thumb.jpg) making as smooth a ride as possible back to the defensive zone.

This might be because she's carrying a passenger currently clinging to her waist who probably wouldn't appreciate her usual tricks. Sayo turned up in the wrong area, and Nami's getting her back somewhere safe, her long hair carefully wound in a knot to avoid it slapping into Sayo's face.

So far, so good. How you doing back there, Sayo? |Da]

and Ashlee used this icon on her FIRST DRAFT REPLY. Woe.

[memoryboxes]

[Well I feel like ;~;, but that's okay because there are more important things at hand. Like clinging for dear life on Nami's torso and making little surprised noises every so often.]

I'm so sorry, Nami-san. I'm so sorry...!

[It's all her fault, you had to go out of your way to help her, all because she'd went and stupidly entered the wrong drop zone. 'Waking up' confused and frightened in her hotel room--not a fun thing. Getting sent off to some place where she didn't know anybody? Even worse.

And now, she can only bury her vision in Nami's shoulder, after seeing the dead crumpled on the ground rushing by around them.]

[Any day]

[heavenslament.livejournal.com]

[For the most part, Terra remains with the offensive front. She'll heal those who need it but focuses her strength and attention on devastating magic, working on those enemies who aren't immune to her talents. When it comes to stronger forces, she can still be useful as a soldier and so will guard those whose primary strengths aren't physical. She's an efficient fighter even as she doesn't particularly revel in combat; whatever can be done to disable as many enemies as possible, she'll manage. Of course, all this while, she'll keep an eye out for friends and anyone who might need her help.]

[Any day]

[vulcanblazer.livejournal.com]

[And for a good portion of the time, you can bet Adell's not too far away. His usual style of close-range combat is in full force, and with no limiter and plenty of wide open spaces, he's able to finally cut loose and show off his raw strength.

He's still holding some back. He knows that his best abilities are highly destructive and are unnecessary for the most part. ...And it comes to even less of a surprise when he and Terra prove an extremely effective two-person team.

...In fact, Adell just knocked an Elite skyward with a flaming uppercut. Care to go skeet shooting, Terra?]

Any day, primarily offensive front

[screwthegods]

[Homura eagerly throws himself into the battle, with a single caveat; from time to time, when he moves on to a new group of enemies, anyone close enough might hear him offer them a chance to leave with their lives.

Once the Third Party approaches, however, the demi-god wields his sword without mercy, moving with strength and speed far beyond ordinary mortals. His abilities to teleport and create flame are all but completely unfettered, and even with the chain still binding his wrists, Homura will appear to have little difficulty even when severely outnumbered. These are the sorts of battles he's fought for centuries, after all. The primary difficulty he faces are accounting for his wings: they create a vulnerability Homura has yet to fully account for.]

[First day; Offensive Front]

[king-en.livejournal.com]

[It's a surprise to be thrown into battle to find out that he can't see a damn thing. In an instant, the world goes black and he grits his teeth, tightens his hand on the blade and focuses his attention, trying to make up for the handicap he seems to have appeared with.

His other hand goes out to the side with a quiet murmur of Rikaku's name, and he feels Rokuta's shirei's reassuring presence. Whatever was happening here, he knew, at least, that he had Rikaku to cover him at his most vulnerable.

His blade sings as he slices at the enemies though its clear from his movements that Shouryuu's not at his best. Rikaku's at his side, doing what he can, but they could probably use any help anyone might be able to provide.]

[First Day] [Anywhere]

[pearheaded]

[On the first day, Ian found himself in a tight spot. He felt a strange nauseous feeling upon entering the battlefield, but soon after he'd found himself in a more cruel predicament—upon trying to move his arms, he'd found that they refused. His legs... his torso, everything else, moved just fine.

Just his damn arms.

Fortunately he's managed to keep the pack slung around his shoulder, dangling at his hip, in case anyone needed medicine. But otherwise? He'll just be ducking around and hiding as much as he can. It's a good thing he's fantastic at running and screaming like a baby.

As seen while he's RUNNING FOR HIS LIFE FROM AN ANGEL.]

H-hey, wait?! Can't we be all friendly like—!?

[First Day] [Anywhere]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash hears screaming. What a funny way of running you have, with your arms flailing behind you like that. Don't worry fellow plant man, Vash has your back. It's almost automatic at this point, the way Vash's arm spins around as his gun blasts a nasty chunk of that wing away.]

Are you alright?

[Any day after the first]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[So it turns out being struck blind on day one is not a good way to start a draft. And it's set the stage for Sanji's mood, following whatever is to come.

First starting with the defense post, but gradually sneaking off to offensive as needed. He's not exceedingly cruel in his movements, but there's a lack of remorse in every hit that connects. Most don't get up when he strikes them down the first time, and for the ones that do?... Well, it's a toss up if they're alive after the second hit. Sanji doesn't check; just moves on.

Nothing personal, Third Party. Just business. And Sanji's got steam to blow off]

[risingspirit.livejournal.com]

[Maybe he just wasn't made for this.

So many voices everywhere, and so many of the unfamiliar ones going silent. It was disturbing, just as it had been at Marineford. And this time Helmeppo wasn't there to serve as someone to cling to when necessary.

But then there's a familiar presence, and Coby is immediately dashing through the crowd in its direction. How odd that they were fighting on the same side this time.]

S-Sanji-san!

[Any Day, Anywhere]

[yellowthirteen.livejournal.com]

[There will be a Voice message filtered to the participants of the battle.]

This is Yellow 13 to all Allied forces. I'm on station to provide air support on the battlefield. Call out location and targets for strikes and I'll be there. Don't wait to call when it's too late. If you need help from the sky, request support sooner rather than later.

[Action]

[For those on the ground, there is a large fighter aircraft (http://gallery.top-aviation.net/albums/userpics/10009/AC4_SU37.jpg) streaking through the sky. In its wake are often the bloody messes of what were once flying Third Party mooks. ...It is rather terrifying to see what a 30 millimeter autocannon will do to them.

Either way, feel free to notice that this machine is taking the fight to the Third Party surprisingly well. It'll occasionally swoop down and shoot at targets on the ground, or drop the occasional bomb or missile at what can be presumed to be Elites. And at certain times, particularly hawk-eyed individuals may notice a certain awakenedchaos riding on the plane itself, swatting away foes that get too close...]

[Any Day, Anywhere]

[awakenedchaos]

[...And by "swatting away foes," we mean "volleying barrages of swords at foes". In particular, her attacks focus primarily on the wings of her targets. After all, this high in the air, even losing a single wing rather than both would still lead to a most likely lethal fall.

If one manages to get a closer look at what the Murakumo's doing, however, they might notice that she doesn't seem as focused as she ought to be. While she does hit her mark more often than not, several of her attacks do end up missing - something that's a little uncharacteristic for someone whose attacks are normally quite accurate.

...This might just have something to do with the fact that she's not devoting all of her attention to combat right now. Blame the fact she's trying to keep track of nearby individuals as well, if you must. Still, she's doing pretty well, all things considered.]

[Any Day; Offensive]

[heroicarturia.livejournal.com]

[Fighting the elites was no problem for Saber, as she quickly cut through any one that came close to her. Her sword was glowing a golden light as she did so, revealing the sword in it's actual length. If the glow would release the sword itself would be visible, but she only did such a thing when she was unleashing her full power. Even for a battle like this it did not seem necessary to do that yet.

Unlike those she may have sparred with before, Saber is giving her all out power and not showing any mercy towards the enemy fighters. Even if they are noticeably bigger than her (she is only a little above five feet tall) it does not seem like she has any problems with fighting them back for the time being.]

[originaljackass]

[Even if she's having no problems, Jack is going to abruptly steal one of her kills when it comes flying down at her from the air. Twenty rounds of bullets fired from the two P90s he's firing. He's wearing a self-satisfied smirk as he watches the angelic warrior fall to the ground.]

You can thank me later.

Any time, all over the place

[chaotic-dirge.livejournal.com]

[There's a steady stream of gunfire as Vincent shoots down the enemy in his path. He's intense and focused on taking them down, letting nothing get close enough to hinder his abilities. So far anyway.]

[This time around he's got a better handle on keeping the monsters within controlled. They're not at their most stable out here... but he's managing.]

[heavenslament.livejournal.com]

[At some point, Terra has taken to her Esper form. She needs the extra strength, magical and physical, to aid in the defeat of her nearest foes, a trio of Elites closing in on her. Conjuring her Holy missiles, she's busy sending them at her foes and doesn't notice Vincent nearby just yet. Still, she could use the help....]

Any day, locations range between defensive post and the closest drop-off point

[analyzing]

[Each time she's due for a shift, Rise will hang back with the non-combatants crowd at her designated drop-off point (should there be any), monitoring the area and everyone's movements until she's sure that they're at the safe zone before she heads there herself- hopefully with an escort. After that, her work will be mundanely routine- watching movement around the Distribution Centre inclusive of any Third Party soldiers that intrude the established defensive perimeter.

Basically? She'll be watching you.]

Last day.

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

[Oh, look, it's the start of the last day. Are you just arriving on the battlefield? So is Caesar.

Of course, after the unfortunate news that is the death of one of his men, Caesar isn't in a very pleasant mood. Not that this matters, though, because he probably wouldn't have noticed Rise on a good day, either. Oops.]

Any day, anywhere

[biteoffherhead]

[It won't be very often that you can stop Moro to talk to her. She'll be in the thick of battle, devouring the enemies, flinging them away as if they were limp ragdolls, or just pursuing retreating armies, sprinting at full speed.

You may, however, experience Moro leaping in front of you to crunch an enemy that may or may not have had you in its sights.]

[Day 4]

[memoryboxes]

[Don't mind the woman staring at you in shock, just outside of the defensive area. She's got a medical kit in hand and is currently recalling the wolf's picture in her journal, an image left to her by Ginko just before she was brought here.]

Moro... [what honorific would work here?] sama?

choose your own buffy adventure (that is -- any day and any where)

[herotypical]

[ this is her element. buffy summers spends much of the five day battle covered in plenty of blood and most of it is not her own. when she isn't slicing-and-dicing with her favoured scythe, she is picking off enemies at a distance with carefully aimed crossbow bolts. so long as she remains out of the way of the shifters, she does her work efficiently and successfully.

but one girl can't be so lucky the whole time, can she? ]

Day 3?

[all7seas]

[Having served with the clearing team, Jack has fallen back to join the main body of fighters. It may be that on the battlefield they will meet.]

[Any day, Offensive Front]

[wanderer-jack.livejournal.com]

[The initial blindness had left the samurai in a short panic before that wave of cool, serene battle calm washed over him. A piece of cloth had been tied hastily about his eyes and his torn right sleeve showed evidence of the rag's source. Even with the chaos of the battle ensuing around him, Jack was awake in that bitter friend of every samurai, of bloodshed, combat, and striving for life and dodging death. His ears were sharp and his nostrils flared as he sniffed at the air for changes, his sandals discarded by the wayside to better feel the terrain beneath his feet.

Slices had long since torn through portions of his clothes, little lines of blood seeping out of shallow cuts. The soldiers bearing bladed weapons feel easily and in droves as they came at the samurai, his hair billowing freely behind him like a blackened mane. The blade served its duty well, slicing cleaning through opponents and bathing itself in hot blood. He hated to take lives when he had a choice, but in a war such as this, Jack knew all too well that death would follow his wake.]

[Any day, Offensive Front]

[fortunefail]

[Yuan was lucky enough to have been compatible with the Shift. Not that he would've been useless if he'd been affected by one of the symptoms, oh no. He's just able to fight much faster and more precise without being deterred by anything. The Shifters were already slowing him down enough whenever they disabled his abilities, and he rather enjoyed using those when an opportunity presented itself.

When he spotted Jack rushing past from the corner of his eye, he paused to watch the man, mildly impressed. It was obvious how skilled Jack was with the sword, leaving behind a trail of dead soldiers without slowing down in the slightest. The blindfold caught Yuan's attention most of all. When he was sure there were no soldiers nearby and there was no harm in breaking the samurai's concentration, he called out to him.]

Jack!

[ima-greywarden.livejournal.com]

Day 2

[simplestgift]

[Archie found himself by Some Guy he'd seen a few times. He's not recalling at the moment that he lives down the hall from Alistair because there are enemies nearby. That and a GIANT GRYPHON. He stumbles back without thinking and nearly drops into the arms of a soldier.]

[ any day, generally anywhere ]

[idkmybffroy.livejournal.com]

[ Hughes will be all over the place, more or less, as he aims to make his way to any place that looks like it's in need of a helping hand. The flying and Shifting are very new aspects to it (be a great day to have some alchemists around, man), but this still isn't his first rodeo, and his general attitude will be a quiet, resigned one as he fights. He isn't cruel when it comes to killing any enemies (a few quick bullets or a well-aimed knife, something fast and hopefully not unbearably painful), but he isn't hesitant about doing it, either.

If you don't make sure they won't get back up, they're bound to do so. And there are too many people at stake for that kind of nonsense.

...of course, if you happen to catch him on Day One, he'll be doing so with a much less calm expression for some odd reason. Could have to do with the fact that he's turned a bright lime green and feels like crap, I don't know. ]

[day one]

[heavenslament.livejournal.com]

[Terra does a double take after finishing off a Soldier. Is he...yes, he is a bright green. The color concerns her less than the fact that he doesn't seem entirely well. Is he poisoned?]