DRAFT - The Battle of Vaskoth

[lucetimods]

Who: Anyone on the draft
What: The Battle of Vaskoth! Zombie uprising!
When: 25th to 28th (a second log will follow)
Where: Vaskoth
Summary: Please read here for event information
Rating: Z for Zombies

On the 25th, Lucetians are ushered in to join an already growing army to repel the Cultists.

On the 26th, strange symptoms are reported. The first Runners appear and by nightfall, the hospital is lost.

On the 27th, the cultist horde is completely lost to the virus. They send no more reinforcements.

On the 28th, the situation is grim and an evacuation is called. But the battle is not over.

Notes: There will be two NPC threads. One for Specialist Davis and another for Carol.

If you like creating your own NPCs, then check out this spreadsheet and be sure to contribute! This was originally set up by Griff for the Kin'cora event. It's been revised as a semi-official tracking spreadsheet for characters created on the fly.

Comments

[biteoffherhead]

Show me.

[She skids to a stop, pivoting and turning back around. Surprisingly agile, for her size!]

[tsuntrader]

[...Well, okay.] A little to the left. He has a black hat and coat and Pokémon like I do.

[biteoffherhead]

Shift your weight.

[To tell her where to go, because she's racing back and just waiting for the cues.




HEY INGO. A wolf descends within your area, crunching a soldier interfering with you. He... well, his bottom half and legs sort of land at your feet.

S'up.]

[infinitefrown]

[Ingo was just minding his own business, you know, fighting with Archeops and Haxorus... he's never seen a giant-ass wolf before, nor had a bunch of bloody limbs thrown at his feet, so THIS IS A LOT OF FIRSTS AND GREAT ODIN'S MURKROW HE'S SERIOUSLY GOING TO HAVE A MAJOR HEART ATTACK OH MY GOD HE'S DONE F--


....Si--] --Silver?

[tsuntrader]

Recall your Pokémon and hop on! [Hurry up Ingo don't think don't talk just get up here. Silver has his arms out to help pull him up.]

[biteoffherhead]

Do it now. Or I'll crush your skull.

[IF YOU NEEDED JUST A LITTLE MORE INCENTIVE...]

[infinitefrown]

[YOU DIDN'T NEED TO TELL HIM TWICE, AND DEFINITELY NOT LIKE THAT. In case he wasn't going to be traumatized enough, you know...

He'll grab Silver's offered arms and get swung aboard, recalling his Pokemon as fast as he can. G--Goodness gracious, Silver, you have.... quite the variety of allies........]

[tsuntrader]

[...That was a little unnecessary, Mo- whatever.]

Hold onto me. [YOU ARE THE DAMSEL IN DISTRESS AND MORO IS HIS MIGHTY STEED no seriously he's just gotten more used to this than you and he can't have his family falling off of Moro, okay. Sneasel switches seats, now clinging onto Ingo instead of Moro. You better hold on tight, man.]

[biteoffherhead]

[And ZOOM off she goes, covering huge amounts of ground with her huge stride. Circle, circle, circle... okay charging. Moro charges in, tearing through the soldiers again, flinging gore everywhere.]

[infinitefrown]

[I AM GAMEVERSE AND WHAT IS THIS

Seriously, though-- he'll tighten his hold around Silver without a second thought, and try not to stare too hard at this.... havoc. Oh, her white fur does nothing to hide the gore splattered upon it...

Ingo will use most of his focus not used to stay attached to keep from being sick.]

[tsuntrader]

[I AM SPECIALVERSE AND WHAT IS THIS

Well, no, he's kind of used to it by the second round. ...Kind of. After a moment he tries to pull Ingo's head down- he can cover his eyes. He can try to block it out. It's okay. Silver will pull him back into reality when needed.

But Silver can't stop looking at it. It's a trainwreck. He can't pull away. It leaves a whole new gut wrenching impression of Moro that he didn't previously comprehend and is such a concentrated amount of ravaged and bloody violence that he can barely handle it.

He can barely handle it, but he needs to. He has to endure it. Not only that, but he has to focus on what's actually going on around them. -In fact, he shifts his weight a little to see if he can steer Moro into a better direction- one that gives her more leverage. He's testing his boundaries, his control. How much trust she has in her. If it's nothing, that's fine too. He can try to fend off weapons and pay attention.]

[biteoffherhead]

[The turn in Silver's weight is a cue that Moro follows, turning and racing to the next attack, knocking over hapless forces and landing on a new group. They stabbed with spears and slashed with swords, but it did little to nothing to the fearsome god.

Well, there's one particularly nasty stab in the neck by a spear, and the spear gets lodged there. Silver, you're doing stuff - hey Ingo why don't you pry that out of her throat for her?]

[infinitefrown]

[Oh, god..... Oh, god. Well-- he shouldn't act like he's suffering, he's not the one with the spear in his neck... and yet, he prays he doesn't pass out. don't be a wimp ingo you have to do this

Okay. Okay, he can... oh god-- oh god okay he's got a hold of it AAAAH SHIT THERE IT GOES

HE GOT IT

AUGH]

[tsuntrader]

[Oh good, he got it out. Silver's quick to yank that right out of Ingo's hands and use it to fend off a few incoming nearby weapons.]

[biteoffherhead]

[Moro manages to kill everything in this area, and rushes off to another area clear of any immediate enemies. Here, just let her take a moment to rest... or rather, pant loudly and growl grouchily.]

Nuisance.

[infinitefrown]

[N-- Nuisance....?? For that wound?

Whatever creature this is, she's absurdly resilient and powerful.... though after that blood bath, it's hard to speak up to such a creature. He's up there, but.... if he says something, will she crush his skull...?!]

[tsuntrader]

[Upon stopping, Silver doesn't think, he just acts. He hops down and lets out Feraligatr to help wash out the wound. If nothing else, he can do that.]

Should we get your face, too? Are you thirsty? [Because seriously you are covered in blood and it might be refreshing.]

[biteoffherhead]

[Moro accepts the rinsing, and - be careful, Ingo - shakes herself dry with a grumble. There's no vocal response, just pained panting, for a moment.]

Who is this?

[This strange man that was a cool enough guy to pull the spear out of our neck.]

[infinitefrown]

[hdsjdf-- well, if silver got down, then he probably should too... oh god, legs, please don't be jelly. That would be most inconvenient.

OH NO, HE'S BEING ASKED ABOUT HFKSFKF ACK DOES HE SPEAK UP OR LET SILVER SAY SOMETHING....?]

Ah... I am Ingo. Silver's-- ... [fa...ther...

... silver, are you okay with announcing that connection?...]

[tsuntrader]

He's family. [It's Moro. He has no hesitance in answering her question.] If it comes down to it, I'll protect him with my life.

[biteoffherhead]

The pack member, then. He's frail.

[She can spot that weakness!!]

So raise him well!

[infinitefrown]

[wow okay

heeeeeeeeee'll just be chopped liver over here

protected chopped liver, but

chopped liver]

[tsuntrader]

[Oh boy, if she thinks he's frail now, she should have seen him before.]

Where are we headed next?

[biteoffherhead]

The weakest group that is easily crushed under my paws.

[She is way too pleased about all this.]

[infinitefrown]

[fuckin.... you know, he probably shouldn't pay attention to this conversation and just do as they direct

augh]