Mission #12 - How The Eighth Was Won

[lucetimods]

Who: Peggy Carter and Amelia McFly (experts); Jane Maxwell, Adell, Richard Sharpe, Phil Coulson, Lupin III, Ororo Munroe, Clove, Remy LeBeau, Bucky Barnes, Ivan Vorpatril, Rudy Roughknight, Clint Barton, Sokka, Michael Blanc, Nathan Spencer, and Astrid (combatants); Mia and Trafalgar Law (healers); Pinky Pie, Aang, Panda, and Fenimore (quartermasters)
What: Mission #12: How the Eighth Was Won
When: November 18th - 20th
Where: Depot 8 and surrounding environs.
Summary: Luceti volunteers are defending Depot 8 from an FTSA-led attack. Or possibly participating in the attack themselves.
Rating: W for Wild Wild West (except gun-violence and strong language)


For the past few months, an FTSA militant known as Hoi Hidekan has been causing scenes around Depot 8 and the small town that shares its name. Although he began by merely handing out pamphlets and sermonizing outside the saloon, things soon escalated into outright threats against the depot, its personnel, and the town as a whole. The local administrator for the area, Sheriff Lyca Williams, contacted the Malnosso Organization in search of reinforcements. Fearing a full-scale attack against the depot which is integral in keeping two whole enclosures -- O’Connell and Pagoda -- supplied, she insisted that they send someone to support the town’s already committed inhabitants. With the MSF already stretched thin due to increasing FTSA action in all regions, the Organization looked to Luceti to balance out the numbers.

November 18th: Volunteers will arrive in the small town in the early evening and will be advised to set up a temporary camp on its western limits. Ideally, the remainder of the day should be spent by settling in and arming up. Sheriff Williams will open up the town’s outdated but not necessarily meagre armoury to the volunteers, at which point she will also be available for conversation and questions. Additionally, Foreman Hidekan will be visiting the Lucetian camp in the late evening to try and recruit for his cause. Curious volunteers may want to take this opportunity to have a strictly verbal interaction with the FTSA representative. Both NPCs will have threads at the top of the mission log.

November 19th: This is the day to use in preparation for the battle. Depending on which side your character chooses to support, they will divide up and spent the day in the company of the Depot 8 personnel or the FTSA activists. Once a side is chosen, it’s inadvisable (but certainly not impossible) that characters should run back and forth between the FTSA encampment and the town. Learn your way around your gun, do some target practice, or else search your soul in the desert heat to decide which side will earn your confidence. This will also be an excellent time for volunteers to talk among themselves and debate over which side has the most merit. However, once everyone is settled, it’s up to you folks plotting below to how either side will approach the oncoming battle. Will you set up traps? Will you assign positions?

November 20th: On the twentieth, at high noon with the sun beating down on them, tumbleweeds rolling in the distance, the battle begins. Foreman Hidekan and his posse of FTSA activists ride into the town to begin the battle. Their goal will be to plant dynamite at the heart of Depot 8’s power generator, which will cause a chain reaction that will take down the entire facility. The job of the Sheriff and her crew iis to defend the town at any cost or to die trying. Gunshots will fire and a shootout will begin. FTSA gunners will take cover and try to take the town by force. The battle itself may seem brief, likely taking place over the course of thirty minutes, but it will be a fierce battle.

NOTES:

This mission is being POSTED EARLY, although it still does not ICly begin until the 18th, in order to allow characters ample time to thread with the mission NPCs as well as amongst themselves on the first and second days. This should help them make their choice between Depot 8 and the FTSA.

HOWEVER, the thread for the third day (the 20th) will not go up until after at least one mod has set up shop in the aim chat (lucetiplot) to roll a die in order to determine the battle’s outcome based on how many volunteers are on each side. This chat will take place at midnight (EST) on the 19th. Once the outcome has been determined, mods will put up a thread for the third day that will essentially set the stage for this outcome.

For more information, please refer to the original plotting post and don’t forget to sign your characters up for a side!

Comments

[blessingone]

Well, you've succeeded at that, at least. [All those arrows were definitely eyecatching, but she hadn't been sure if it was polite to bring it up before now. Still, since he had...] Is it some kind of tattoo or something?

[savedtheworld]

It is! My people get these tattoos when we master airbending.

[blessingone]

Huh? At your age?

[Whoops, she didn't mean to blurt that out. But, seriously, he looks like he's fourteen and he's already mastered that magic-looking stuff? Is it that easy or is he some kind of genius?]

[savedtheworld]

Not at this age! Back when I was twelve. Most monks don't learn it that fast!

[blessingone]

I would think not! When you say you mastered it, you mean...all of it?

[Not that she's really sure what all of airbending would entail.]

[savedtheworld]

Yeah! Plus I made up my own move, the air scooter! I was using it when I was chasing those ghosts! And then I found out I was the Avatar so I had to learn all those other elements.

[blessingone]

-- You're the Avatar? [You're shorter than she expected.

......Wait, so he was younger than she was when she got here when he saved the world? Man, Luceti is hard on the egos of people with no special jobs or talents.]

[savedtheworld]

[A quiet nod.]

Yep, that's me! Do you know what that means?

[blessingone]

Sort...of. Sokka said that it's an important title, and that you saved the world. And...such.

[She can't remember most of the details especially since her player can't find the thread to check those details. Also, despite being friends with her own world's closest approximation to an Avatar, she still can't get used to how people can say that they saved the world and mean exactly that.]

[savedtheworld]

I did kinda save the world, you could say. [Gee Fenimore just read his username] The Avatar's the only one who can learn all four elements and is supposed to help keep peace and balance in the world!

[blessingone]

[before the edit "saved the world" was the username She would be unimpressed by the four elements thing -- plenty of people back home could use at least four of the six elements, even if she personally only sucked at two of them -- but the bending she had seen was rather more complicatedly flexible than her world's power could do.]

That sounds like a big job.

[To put it mildly. But...] Aren't you a little... [-- don't say he's too young, that's insulting, and he already saved the world --] short for something like that?

[...Because that was so much better, especially since at 156 cm she is probably shorter than him. But she wasn't always excellent at blocking her foot from entering her mouth at the last minute.]

[savedtheworld]

You'd think that, right? And I was even littler when all of this actually happened! But don't worry. Airbending makes it easy to get to things we can't reach! [Because clearly that's what her question meant.] So no troubles there!

[blessingone]

[...He must know what she meant to say. Geez, he's some polite. Though... "Airbending makes it easy to get to things we can't reach." That could almost be a way to express that "for those who have the power, the world won't wait for age," or something. After all, her own best friend had, before they had met, tried to take up a similarly heavy role when she was twelve, herself, and still was shorter than either of them last she saw her. And if it was someone saying that to Shirley....

...Well, Fenimore mightn't think of it as a big deal as a one-off comment like this, but still, it was kind of an insult, in a way.]

You can get mad, you know.

[savedtheworld]

I can? But I don't want to. [Remarks about his height and age have never really bothered him that much, before. Especially since he's been growing since then. And he's used to people being surprised by his age in relation to his duties, even if he still does confuse himself about whether someone's referring to his age or height.]

[blessingone]

But I just... [Don't...want to? Okay, she expected some kind of holding back out of politeness, but if he actually didn't mind....]

I guess you don't have to, but...I mean, I'd probably be angry if someone thought I was too...short for something I usually do.

[savedtheworld]

Well I don't think you're too short for anything you do! And I don't mind a lot of what other people think about me, as long as they don't think I'm a bad person. [A thoughtful pause.] Or that my ears are too big.

[blessingone]

[He must be pretty forgiving. Still, at that last comment, she grins a little.] ...But you draw the line at the ears, huh?

[savedtheworld]

[He covers them self-consciously.]

Why, is something wrong with them?!

[blessingone]

Not...really? [They hadn't really made enough of an impression on her before he covered them up.] You're the one who brought them up.

[savedtheworld]

Okay, good. [He lowers his hands.] Just making sure!

[blessingone]

..Do people talk about your ears a lot?

[Well, now that he mentions them, they are a little big, she supposes. But by this point, he's probably grown into them a little more than during the show, so she isn't sure if they actually are particularly big or if they just look it thanks to the lack of hair to hide them any.]

[savedtheworld]

N-not a lot. It was a girl at home a while back who said they were big, and I- I was hoping to look my best at the time.

[blessingone]

Ahhh. I see. [She says in the tone of someone who has suddenly understood things very well, even if she's off slightly -- she concludes that the girl who said they were big was the one he was trying to impress at the time, even if only the connection between hoping to look his best and trying to impress a girl is the correct part.]

Well, you won't have to worry about her calling them big now. They're pretty normal. [Well. Mostly so.]

[savedtheworld]

[He smiles and tugs at his ears. And of course it was truly that one other girl he was trying not to lose face in front of.]

You think so? Thanks, Fenimore! Your ears look normal too!

[blessingone]

Huh? Uh, th -- [...No, she's not going to thank him for something like that.]

Um, Aang. I know that it's usually not a bad idea to return a compliment, but when it comes to saying something's normal...you really don't have to.