lucetimods: (Masamune)
Luceti Mods ([personal profile] lucetimods) wrote in [community profile] lucetilogs2011-02-26 10:41 am
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We're more than carbon and chemicals

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!))
generalflirt: Modified by <user name="saltprince"> (PM if you want me to take it down) (Oh bitch no)

[personal profile] generalflirt 2011-03-04 07:22 am (UTC)(link)
[Both down, okay, now to focus on the new foe. Closing in on the two over there, rushing at them Masaomi punches one in the chin, hitting a sensitive spot and dazing them. the other hits him in the shoulder with their sword, but grunting and buggering that off, he just takes this moment to kick them in the balls before punching them with all of his strength in the chest, sending the soldier off his feet backwards]
seiriald: (Don't want to hear it.)

[personal profile] seiriald 2011-03-05 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
[This has gone on long enough, it's time to get up. She can't afford to allow her health to deter her while she's protecting them, or put them in more danger. Struggling past the nausea she runs in Masaomi's direction, listening and pinpointing the soul of the soldier he just sent backwards.

Driving her knife deeply into that one, dragging the weapon through muscle as much as she can for maximum damage. He'd better be dead soon.]
falenandawn: (battle3)

[personal profile] falenandawn 2011-03-07 07:46 am (UTC)(link)
[And Frey, keeping an eye on Kaori from the corner of his vision to make sure she doesn't collapse again, will rush up to the other dazed soldier, aiming a swing at his torso.]