you're in the jungle, baby / you gonna die

[lucetimods]

Who: All draftees
What: Fighting the Third Party... and perhaps the wildlife.
When: June 3rd, 4th, 5th, and 6th. (Characters will be pulled out at 11:59 of the 6th.)
Where: An as-yet unmapped by the Malnosso tropical rainforest.
Summary: Here are your details. Try to stay alive, won't you?
Rating: Anywhere from PG to R.

No cut for you. Most of you will know how this works by now; if you don't, follow the lead of the others, or perhaps look to the last draft's fighting post for ideas. Don't forget to use your handy dandy character tags. Go forth and conquer thine enemies!

Comments

seriously -- any day, any time. we'll make it work.

[herotypical]

[ buffy is part of the offensive force and therefore she will be out taking down third partiers; occasionally, those at mccoy's field hospital might see her show up -- if she manages to make her way back, now and then.

things to possibly consider upon tagging her? on day one she will be suffering from an incompatibility. on other days she will probably be seen splattered with blood -- most of it not her own. and she will be dressed in muted, jungle friendly colours. like this, complete with the single braid down the back of her neck.

unless you're from a certain particular short-list of individuals, buffy summers will be incredibly 'all slay -- no play' in her demeanor.

after all? anyone else who wants to run, do it now. 'cause we just became an army. we just declared war. ]

Day 1?

[consultmybooks]

[Giles has decided to stick close to McCoy's camp - he knows he won't be much help in setting it up, but he can still patrol the perimeter and keep an ear out for trouble while everyone else does.

Buffy, if she's anywhere nearby, will probably find him doing so. He's currently using a crossbow, although there is a pistol on his belt. Otherwise? He's taken everyone's advice dead seriously, and is dressed to take advantage of the jungle colors with as many pockets as possible.

The second he hears her footsteps nearby, he raises the crossbow at her. A half second later, he blinks his eyes clear enough to realize that she doesn't have the full sized wings he's been told to look for, and lowers the weapon.]

Everything all right out there?

Day 1 - Shortly after arriving

[twinnedavarice.livejournal.com]

[Greed (or is it Ling?) arrived ready to do some damage. Two steps after walking away from his arrival spot, he falls to the ground, face first. WOW HE IS TIRED. Or maybe just hungry. Is it a Shift Incompatibility or just his normal thing?]

[generalflirt]

[Masaomi landed in to the same drop zone and... ... Dude. Isn't that the Ling fellow who said he would capture and enemy and be all impressive? Masaomi sees through his haze and breaks off a little from Gold and Mewtwo to lightly kick this guy int he side.

Did he just die?]

any day pretty much

[chronica.livejournal.com]

[If anyone looks out on the battlefield and sees a small wave of incoming soldiers, it's recommended you don't blink. The moment you do they might suddenly all go down in an instance, with bullet holes covering their bodies. If you really have sharp eyes a young girl can be spotted behind the fallen soldiers, but in an instant she'll be gone as well.

Homura isn't taking any precautions. She's using her time stop magic pretty much each step of the way. When the mechanism is turned on she takes out her guns and fires the bullets. She then stops the mechanism and returns time to it's regular session. The bullets hit their target point blank and the soldiers go down.

This process repeats time and time again. She might even snipe some of your targets accidentally. Some are dead, some are just on the edge. Homura doesn't bother to check. As long as they go down and are unable to fight it's good enough. Though at some points in the midst of battle, she'll usually stop by the trees to take a breather before going on. Time might stop for everyone else, but for Homura it just keeps moving along.

ooc: if someone is immune to time stop magic feel free to have them catch Homura shooting down soldiers in her gray area of time freeze.]

1st Day!

[whatdeheckisdat]

[Dhaos is fending off an ambush at the moment. Normally he would have seen or heard it a mile away, but with the enormous headache plaguing him his concentration isn't at its best. There are an awful lot and he has his normally seldom-seen wings out-- he won't have to deal with physical attacks that way, at least, save the break in concentration if one connects. He's hurling his magic around and taking people down like no one's business, but suddenly

everything

stops.

Literally. The entire world goes grey, and before Dhaos can figure it out through his headache he's finished his spell and--]

Judgment!

[...Nothing happens, until the grey disappears. And that's when the huge beams of light rain down-- except some of the soldiers seem to be falling without his help...?

Dhaos has a Shift Incompatibility and is a little slow on the uptake the first time, but Homura is free to give him a second chance/hear him clearly not being frozen in time while she's shooting people.]

Any day, up to the night of the 5th

[consultmybooks]

[Giles is staying back with McCoy's camp, for the most part. He can fetch and carry, with direction, or do some rudimentary setup. Mostly, though, he'll be patrolling so everyone else can do the setting up. Don't think you can sneak up on the ex-Watcher that easily - his eyes might not be working so well, but every other sense is on high alert for signs of the Third Party or hostile wildlife.

Feel free to catch him as much as five minutes away from the camp, armed with the recommended gear as well as weaponry - whether he uses the crossbow, the pistol, or the black spell book depends on what comes at him.

His journal stays with him constantly, on and transmitting. If he comes across a villager, hears one nearby, or is hailed over the journal, he'll assist where he can. The lack of power cap means that he's a little more powerful magically than he is normally, and thanks to Catherine's tip his Filial magic is working double time.]

Day 1, near the hospital camp

[all7seas]

[Jack is patrolling around the borders of the camp, keeping an especial eye out for tigers. Tigers are some of the deadliest beasts in any jungle, or so the stories from his mother's village insist, and he doesn't want anyone dragged off by one.

When he sees Giles with a crossbow, he is tempted to turn and walk in the opposite direction. But then he recalls the blindness. Bugger.]

All right, former Watcher?

Late Day 1 through the morning of Day 4

[simplestgift]

[Thanks to Shikamaru's magic scrolls, Kennedy has three cannons set up at the perimeter of McCoy's camp. Keeping the powder barrels sealed tightly enough to keep the humidity out is a problem, but doable as long as it's not pouring rain. In the meantime, all the guns are on good ground--not high ground, but at the perfect height to slam shot or an explosive shell into an enemy's chest. The trees around will provide extra shrapnel but also limit visibility.

If the camp is attacked, Kennedy is both commanding and loading, though how many guns are in action depends on how many volunteers he has to help load them.

During quiet times, he'll be keeping watch, catching a quick meal or rest, writing to someone in his journal, or trying to make himself otherwise useful.]

[herotypical]

[ since learning of her incompatibility, buffy has been sticking close to the camp. she's supposed to be out with the offensive forces but spontaneous napping has kept her back.

doesn't mean she doesn't try wandering out on her own, though. she hates playing patient. therefore, archie -- late on day 1 -- might come across buffy crumpled up at the base of a tree. snoring. ]

Day 2, in the treetop training village

[all7seas]

[Once upon a time there was a pirate who found a rope who climbed the rope who slid down the rope a little but then got a better purchase on it who then climbed the rope some more and swatted away a few pesky butterflies and climbed some more and nearly dropped his hat and finally

arrived
at

the top of

the rope.

And stepped out onto a wooden-planked rope walkway, high in the jungle canopy, where dwell three-toed sloths and monkey-eating eagles and probably lots of ants. And snakes.]

Hallo? Anyone about?

PROSE STYLE YAY

[simplestgift]

Archie saw Jack doing his thing and ran over to figure out what that thing was. Squinting, he peers up at the foliage the pirate disappeared into.

"Do you see anything?" he calls up.

Any day!

[goldenglasses]

[Vash will be keeping busy most everyday. For the most part sticking with the defensive group, but at times when things are quiet and there are enough people around for him to feel comfortable leaving, he heads out into the forest.

He's amazed by all the greenery and life in this place, but he doesn't let it get the best of him. He stays sharp and focused, looking for any signs of traps and disarming them. Moving as quietly as he can through the trees. Any third party member he comes across he deals with swiftly. Aiming for the wings and non-lethal points with his hand gun. Then leaving them tied to the trees when he's finished.

So far he's been lucky and hasn't faced more than three at a time, but that could always change. He knows that too well.

Sometime during the second or third night as Vash is once again searching through the forest he comes across something he hasn't seen yet. He stills with the feeling of being watched. Then after a few moments something big and black goes leaping towards him.]

AHHHHHHHHH! NICE KITTY! BIG KITTY! GOOD KITTY!

[And so much for stealth and quiet. Vash goes blazing through the trees with a jaguar in hot pursuit. No, he is not happy when he figures out that big cats can climb trees just as well as small ones. If you try to harm the kitty to save Vash you may find the person you were trying to save attempting to stop you. Either way, he'll just keep running until the big cat gives up and he can flop over and lay panting on the forest floor for a minute or two.]

[honorbeforeall.livejournal.com]

[You mentioned something about trying to harm the kitty? Becuase Karai's heading the opposite direction to you, Vash, on her way further out. But seeing as you're obviously running for your life like a coward, she can take a few seconds out to perforate the cat. |Db]

Days 1 & 3, and morning on day 2

[corrinesbell]

[Fortunately for at least her, scouting skills are already in Sheena's training, and those skills were honed in a dense and dark temperate forest with monsters in it.

So even though more things are trying to kill her, it's not totally unfamiliar territory.

She will be dispatching any Third Party she comes across as quickly and neatly as possible - no wasting energy or supplies if she can help it - and keeping to the trees when she can. Every so often she will confirm a thing or two with Albert.

And of course, if she finds someone in trouble she will do all she can to help them.]

morning day 2

[all7seas]

[Day 2 is Jack's Exploring Day.


Unfortunately the morning has not gone at all well; he has discovered an enemy snare.]

Oh, Bugger. Help? Anyone?

Whenever \o/

[honorbeforeall.livejournal.com]

[Ninja totally make the best scouts. Karai is more focused on getting the layout of the place than actually fighting-- she defends herself if attacked with brutal efficiency and continues on.

If she sees any of her fellow draftees in need of assistance, though, she'll drop in and give them a hand.]

Day 1-ish

[corrinesbell]

[Ninja do make the best scouts. That's why so many of them are in on it.

This one is cornered, though, backed against some really thick jungle plants and facing three Third Partiers with weapons long enough to keep her from getting inside their reach.

The smoke cloud isn't going to do it this time. Sheena seems to be holding her own, and isn't hurt, but she could tire quickly]

DAY 1

[daisy023]

[There is a heightened sense of the world she had not truly felt in a long time. She is the battlefield once again.

Armed with an assault rifle, every target that appears on her reticule is engaged and put down in a computer-like precision, hardly stopping between bursts of fire except to reload. The line between what was her training and what was machine was blurred.

SPARTAN-023 had been ordered to carry a box with various resources on her back -even a machinegun-, but to the seven-feet-tall figure of metal, it hardly seemed as if she was carrying anything.

The wave of enemies stops for a second. The Spartan used the time to grab her journal. Her voice is even - entranced in a zen-like state.]

[Journal Voice // Off-Journal Radio COMM Channel Voice]

This is Spartan TwentyThree. All defensive units. Report.

[First thing now, establishing the camp. And killing every living enemy on their way.]

[voice]

[realityanchor.livejournal.com]

Yes. This is Marica. It looks like the rush is dying down on my end for the moment.

First part day one, but the rest anyday.

[gomugomunopwn.livejournal.com]

[The the first day Luffy had been kicking ass and taking names throughout the morning. He had so many scrapes and cuts, that the only thing saving him from infection was his insane immunity. But he was getting pretty tired so he decides to sits down near a tree and stare up at the rain for a minute.]

Man, this place is dreadful... [But little does he know a Tiger is sneeeaking up on him and getting closer and closeer until it jumps out at him, claws out and roaring loudly.]

Hm...?

[Ten minutes later.]

[Hey guys prepare to see a boy in a strawhat running along the battlefield with a Tiger that has a swollen bump on it's head wrecking numerous Third Party members!

Yesh, he decided to tame a tiger to help him out why not!]

day 2 sound good?

[chronica.livejournal.com]

[......is that person fighting with a tiger. Homura sneaks up to Luffy when the Third Party members begin to wane, curious as to what is going on.]

A pet of yours?

hospital camp, whatever day you want

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ McCoy has decided he hates the jungle. he wasn't keen on the prospect when the draft was announced and being in the thick of it is even worse. damn bugs and traps everywhere. but he will keep his grouching to a minimum as he works -- mostly. ]

Day 1

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

day two or three.

[sasukelogic.livejournal.com]

[Sasuke is taking this as field training. It's not the first time that he has taken on an entire army alone, even if the bit where they can fly is new to him. Actually, it's new enough to be interesting.

He is pumped with adrenaline, steeped in concentration. His white shirt drenched in blood, eyes glowing red with the sharingan, and his sword sweeping down on the enemy swiftly and efficiently.

It's no wonder he is drawing the enemy to him, the way he is fighting. Bodies are strewn around the area, the air smells of burning wood and flesh. Every now and then, the place is lit up momentarily by one of his electricity based attacks, the sound of it like loud bird chirping, crackling, sparking.

It seemed the stream of enemies were dwindling in this area, despite Sasuke's open display of his location. He almost relaxes, thinking the rest were fleeing, when a good six soldiers decide to charge him, air-born, out of nowhere. Sasuke, after hours of fighting, reacts automatically. He forms a few hand seals, takes half a second to charge his technique and prepare the aim.

Goukakyuu no jutsu.

Out of his mouth bursts a massive cloud of fire at the group of soldiers, sending them falling out of the sky, scorched, wings caught on fire. He takes his time walking up to them, his sword once again drawn, ready to take on any of the soldiers that manages to get up.

A couple of trees and plants have caught on fire, and it is spreading, albeit slowly thanks to the dampness of the forest. The air is turning from humid to downright hot, the area lit orange as the flames grow.]

DAY TWO UP IN HERE

[nextgen-hokage.livejournal.com]

[He knows the sound of that electricity. He knows where it's coming from, and he knows who it's coming from. Which is why Naruto is disabling his brand spanking new badass mode of fighting and techniques, and voting to weave through the trees to get a good look at Sasuke. Like the sneaky, orange-clad ninja he is.

Dude, you're setting trees on fire, that's not cool.]

Day 1 or 2

[bamfing]

[On the first day, Kurt sticks around the defensive team and civilians, moving around in a perimeter to sometimes get into fights, but mostly to assist any allies who need quick assistance, something his abilities make him uniquely adapted to. He also forgoes sleep the first night to be on night watch, something he's apt at. Not only is he practically undetectable at night, but the night vision comes in rather handy.

He sleeps for part of Day 2, when he can, before he's out there again. He'll be fighting more now, relying on his swords. But he's still aiming to just disarm and take down the soldiers. He's not down with the killing. Even if these people are practically monsters. When he fights, it's less with any sense of sword mastery and more a testament to his incredible agility and acrobatics. When resorting to teleport-spam on more dangerous enemies, it's almost impossible to detect him, as he pushes himself to his limits by rapidly teleporting to land a punch, porting again, going for a kick, a slide, or whatever. Because of the smoke from his teleports, it's quite literally a fight cloud by the time he's done with an enemy.

(Or you can watch this for an idea of how he fights.)

A lot of this time he'll be working with Rogue, but there's a number of certain ladies he'll be keeping an eye on. Just in case they need help. You know who you are.]

Late day 1

[frost_jewel]

[when not dealing with Piers being unable to function half the time, Mia is trying to focus her efforts on making sure people stay as uninjured as possible.

That's not to say she won't fight if she has to. Kurt may run across her just as a large pillar of ice encases a soldier, leaving just his weapon free. With her staff, she knocks that free of the ice, and retreats far enough to lean against the trunk of a tree and try to wipe her face.]

Whenever, wherever.

[sacrificemyself.livejournal.com]

[Wizard or not, Ron's never really been much for magical dueling. It looks cool and everything, and he can do it well enough, but he doesn't really have the discipline to pull off majorly effective spells. There's a part of him that can't help but think that it would just be much simpler to use an Unforgivable to torture or kill the opponent for a quick and easy victory... and there's a much larger part of him that's scared shitless of his desperation to take the easy way out even when it comes down to things like this.

So for now, he's done what he can through brawling. He's good at it, better at it than most wizards actually. He might not be incredibly strong or fast, but he can think on his feet and has a pretty good strategic mind, a trait that most wouldn't guess at by looking at him. However, since he has no real bonds with anyone drafted alongside with him and has difficulty trusting people (especially where his life is concerned, he's been mostly a loner, picking off whoever and whatever he can one by one, allowing the people stronger, faster, and generally more powerful than he is to get by without getting waylaid by a surprise attack.

He's far from invincible, though, and he's never really had formal training. He does need to resort to a Stunning spell every so often and occasionally a few more painful hexes, and he's taken more than his fair share of hits; it's the price one pays for hand-to-hand contact. So right now, there's a nasty cut at his temple that he's trying to keep from bleeding into his eye as he prowls about, the cut stinging as the oppressiveness of the air makes him sweat like crazy. His wand at the ready, he sort of wishes he'd perfected his ability to make snow and at least make things a little easier insofar as the humidity goes.]

Late Day 1?

[hisdarkmark]

[Draco was very well aware that Weasley's name was on the draft list, but that didn't mean he was going to actively seek the redhead out. Hell, he'd rather die in the jungle than admit to Ron that he was completely magicless and wandering the terrain with nothing but a few Muggle objects.

The problem, he's realized, is that the sun was quickly going down and the area was growing thicker with vines. His arms are covered with scratches and cuts, hair matted to his forehead and most importantly, Hisoka's gun held tightly in his hand. He's managed to hold up rather well, actually, and he's fairly proud of himself. Sure he hasn't attacked more than his has to, but he's taken down a few of the enemies on his own.

Granted, one probably would fare far better in the jungle if one weren't afraid of what was behind him, and also if one weren't exhausted from constantly running. He thought he was safe for now though and was walking calmly. It's only when Draco hears a twig snap behind him that he suddenly turns and fires a bullet, breaking out into a run again. Ron, he may or may not be barreling right toward you.]

day 1, 2, 3 (?), pick your poison

[wise_maiden]

[After the preparations:

For those who need the assistance, during the first few days Raine will be amongst the offensive fighters--well, trying to stay out of their way, but offering them boosts with her healing magic support spells for as much as she can. She'll also cast long range spells (or use scrolls for the magic) if a fighter is in a tight spot. Call her and she will be there.

There will be instances in which she will end up being separated from the main offensive group, whether it's because she's "distracted" by the discovery of ruins, or maybe there was an ambush that scattered the teams. Anything is up for grabs in that situation. She can't be so focused all the time.]

day 2, evening

[all7seas]

[Jack is prowling around the ruins to what looks like an old temple. Is Raine about?]

Day 2 | Abyssu Dudes

[distressedude]

[So, this sucked.]

[One minute Ion was walking alongside Jade, minding his own business, and the next his entire world went topsy-turvey as a vine snare tightened around his ankle and set off a trap, hositing him high into the air. As it was now, he was hanging upside-down in a nearby tree, gripping the hem of his robes and looking none too pleased about the situation.]

[This was the third time he'd been pulled up a tree, after all. And there were two more pit traps before that. And it was only day two. How can any one person be this unlucky!?]

[fabrecation]

[Ion seriously what. This is like the fifth time he's fallen into a trap, isn't it? One would think he's doing it on purpose or something.]

Ion! [Luke had called his name all the other times too, but there's definitely a hint of irritation this time. B| He's just about to step forward to attempt to get Ion out of that tree -

Until one of the winged soldiers leaps out of the tree and falls down towards him, broad sword held behind his head and ready to strike upon landing. Luke falters, but he's ready for it; he grips his sword with both hands and holds the sword in front of him, feet apart and sturdy, ready to block the strike. It'd be impossible to leap away - the soldier would just fly after him otherwise.

The swords clash, and Luke is forced to take several steps back thanks to the force of it before he leaps backwards, away from the tree, away from Ion. He wanted to fight without getting Ion in danger.]

Day 1

[fabrecation]

[It happened so quickly for Luke. He hadn't even taken three steps forward when that familiar sound started to echo in his ears. A resonating noise... Luke slowed to a halt as he narrowed his eyes and lifted a hand to his temple - it wasn't hurting badly yet. It was just enough to cause his vision and sense of hearing to go out of focus a little.

But then? Then it started to hurt. It was as if a thousand sharpened nails were scraping across a thousand chalkboards, and Luke suddenly had to dig his fingers into his head and double over, letting out a loud groan of pain. He hadn't felt that in a long time... but what was Lorelei doing here? And why was he contacting him now?!]

"Asch...!"

[He and Asch had agreed to keep their link connected and open. Maybe Asch would sense the pain and work on a way to subdue it - there was no way Luke could do it on his own. And right now, Luke couldn't focus at all - what little sunlight that filtered through the trees was too bright for him, and every noise was merely background in the face of the screeching resonance.]

[frost_jewel]

[She doesn't know this redhead.

Doesn't matter. The way he's standing there holding his head, in obvious pain...well, the first thing she's going to try to do is cast Ply on him.]

Day 1 or 2

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

End of day one, if you don't mind.

[sasukelogic.livejournal.com]

[There is an, albeit very slightly, limping Sasuke walking into the medical camp. He has a heavily bleeding wound in his right thigh. It has been bandaged quickly, but the gauze is already soaked through.

That he had to come there for something like this was stupid and a waste of time, but it couldn't be helped. The pain was starting to obstruct his movements, and the bleeding had proved persistent. It was probably deeper than he had first thought.

He is here for disinfectant, some serious new bandages, perhaps a needle and thread if he could find some. As the pessimistic loner he is, he doesn't expect there to be healers here, so he doesn't bother to stop and ask for help. Instead he will simply walk inside any tent with a store of supplies, and look for what he needs on his own.]

Prrrretty much any day

[wingenvy]

[Zack'll be out and about in the forest, looking like he's right at home, though pointedly less happy-go-lucky on the battlefield than back in the village. He'll try to stick to other people as much as possible - for mutual defense - though sometimes you just can't help getting separated.

His main goal is to take down as many enemies as possible with his sword and the materia he picked up at the dorms, so if you see a huge meteor headed your way, you should probably duck and cover.]

[soracles.livejournal.com]

[Sora'd assigned himself the task of trying to back up anybody who breaks away or gets separated, which is probably why Zack might notice a fellow spiky head running his direction-- flying meteors is why one has Quick Run.]

Zack!

Days 1, 2, and 3

[nextgen-hokage.livejournal.com]

[On Day 1, Naruto is sticking with the Defensive forces for the sake of putting his Sage Mode's sensory skills to go use. And by that, he's mostly watching out for any enemies nearby, and making sure that he can still sense the life forces of anyone that he can. He's acting like a sonar radar today for them. That, and there's probably shadow clones of him self running around every once in awhile. Don't mind them, they're totally cool!

Any day after that is when Naruto ends up getting too restless to just sit still like he did on Day 1. He can't have his friends all off fighting while he's just sitting back and doing just... sensory crap. So he's off fighting. And by fighting, there's totally a yellow flash flying around really quickly, that happens to look like this (http://images.wikia.com/naruto/images/b/bc/Controlled_Form_Naruto.png) whenever he stops.

He's looking out for anyone he knows, and hell, people he doesn't know. He just wants to help.]

Daaay 2, let's make it?

[endgames]

[Well fancy that. There's a big group of Elites off in the distance approaching. Shikamaru watches them from afar in a tree, waiting for [random draftees 1 and 2] to get into position. If they pull this off according to his plans, they can take this chance to ambush them. Luckily, the Elite have yet to notice them-]

Day 2

[roboredom.livejournal.com]

[Somewhere in the rain forest, there is a robot with the lower body of a horse (http://i51.tinypic.com/2146zab.png) going at high speeds looking for something to beat the crap out of. And boy, is he doing it loudly. The only problem is that he can't see anything to kill. So, he's just riding around like the jackass he is. Hopefully he won't endanger anyone!]



[The only problem is that he's totally being followed by some enemies and dangerous wildlife, and he doesn't realize it. Because he didn't look behind himself.]

[consultmybooks]

[What the hell are you?

...no, seriously, what the hell are you? You're probably a villager, thanks to the three Third Party soldiers that look ready to murder you, but Giles is half blind and he sees what's following you.

Right. First step? Barrier around the mad centaur so whatever charges at him gets a surprise.]

Day 1, arrival

[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

[Upon reaching the arrival point, Rydia peers around. She's ready to get to work and with that in mind, turns to her companions.]

Let's go. We'd better--

[Her brisk stride slows abruptly, and the summoner barely has time to register the sudden, extreme bout of dizziness/exhaustion before she collapses in a heap.]

[dragoon-pride.livejournal.com]

[Kain nods, ready to go when-]

['RYDIA', he mouths her name, all concerned as he bends down to try and wake her. He glances around in a panic. There doesn't appear to be anything threatening in the area, nothing that could have cast Sleep on her. So what just happened?]

[He turns his full attention to her, continuing in his efforts to wake her.]

Day 1 and 2

[notabluesbro]

[Day One]

[It sort of almost look like he was going to start off on the right foot. As challenging as it was, shooting Third Party members was easy as long as you kept an eye out for those solid white wings. And then... it started growing darker. Gradually, annoyingly, and yet he could see the sun just fine.

And then without a moment to ponder it, the vision was sucked right out of his eyes.

Shift incapability.

He curses under his breath, but what can he even do? You may find him stumbling along, grasping for something to hold onto, or--you may find him pressed against a tree while a group of Third Party soldiers start to fly in for the kill. Either way, he's useless, gripping one hand over his ribcage and growling in frustration.]

[Day Two]

[Doing muuuch better Day Two, with his sight back. In fact, he's doing marvelously at knocking people out of the sky where and when he can. The place is dizzyingly big, but it's not as bad as trying to navigate it blind, that's for sure.

He'll be on the look out for people in need of help--or a first aid kit, maybe B|--and checking to see if there's any traps or problems people'll've fallen into.]

and the submit button hates me :|a

[notaboy-gtfo.livejournal.com]

Oh, come on-

[ Seriously, what the hell does he even think he's doing.

On second thought, she's not gonna bother asking that right now. Stumbling like a blind man, probably hurt.

It's provided you with an excellent choice in tree, preacherman: Smellerbee will just be dropping down and hurtling towards an errant Third Party member shoulder-first. She has a certain method of operation (throw him off-balance, knife through the back of the knee, duck and roll and get around from a different angle with that nice-looking sword you picked up--), so give her a minute or two to get back around to ya. Try not to get killed in the meantime, because wasting effort would piss her off even more right now 8| ]

Any day V_V

[pearheaded]

[Just, uh... hangin' around. Eheh.

Upside down. By a rope. Around my ankle.]

.... Helllooooooo? Anybody out theeeeere??

[ALL RIGHT, so that went badly, but it's okay! Because within a few hours he's already running through the forest with rather impressive speed. On this tail, a handful of soldiers. Panicking aaaaall the way, this one. At least he hasn't been violently stabbed or anything, amirite? That's always a good sign!





... If you wanna accidentally friendly fire at him, go for it. He deserves it for the optimism there.]

Day 2?

[folklorist]

[ Have a couple of fireballs and lightning bolts headed your way Ian. You might want to duck or get out of the way. Pesky underbrush is seriously messing up Helios' aim, not to mention he's a derp in general, so. Helios is taking out a few of those soldiers following you. And then the vines behind him might twist and curl themselves into a briefly impenetrable net. Allowing for a few moments of retreat for Ian. ]

Are you alright?