Zompania Draft - Draftees only, days 1-3.5

[lucetimods]

Who: All Draftees
What: This is your death. Followed by your time-traveling life and desperate bomb hunting.
When: From May 22 to May 20 to early May 23 (days 1-4)
Where: Zompania
Summary: Information post here
Rating: Varies on thread, please mark explicit material.

This post is for the draftee-only portion of the Zompania draft--the day 3 death, time travel to day 1, and then the events until the arrival of the reinforcements. Be sure to use the above info post for any plotting needs you might have. Enjoy!

Please note that there is a specific top-level comment thread for:

• The day 3 arrival of the draftees and the 6 hours that follow until the bomb is dropped
  
• Death--This thread can be treated as REFERENCE ONLY. Responding to it isn't necessary.
  
• Threads prior to departing for Zompania--post resurrection freak outs, arguments over how to proceed, etc.

All other threading, from day 1 until the reinforcements arrive, should be conducted as normal.

Be sure to tag this post appropriately: [canon] character name

Comments

[deathsdoctor]

[Depends on the cultist, but if it doesn't seem hopeless for them, then they'd take the setback in hopes of enacting their plans later than take complete destruction of everything.]

No, that would not be good. Those with stealth must keep it up. Hopefully if they are concerned with their ships, more of them will be drawn away from the areas the rest need to search, and it can be done more quickly.

[He nods, having come to a decision. (And at the same time, through whatever means, the bomb is being located anyway)]

Send the word.

[hollower]

[Tilting her head downward, Perona closes her eyes, concentrating on each and every hollow ghost she has out and about. The Network was one of the largest she's had in a very long time, but thankfully she's experienced enough to not get bombarded with all the sights and sounds she's picking up from each one at different times and places.

In a slightly more hushed voice, she does as she's told, throwing her voice out through her ghosts, some to people directly, and other times in passing, to those that are close enough to hear.]

Everyone, our plans have changed somewhat. Those with preferable destructive force should concentrate your efforts on the airships - don't allow for even one to be able to take off! We'll draw the infestation to us there...and give those with the skills in searching for the bomb to continue their efforts undisturbed.

Repeat, those able to sabotage the airships redirect efforts into doing so - distract the cultist parties to their air hanger and lead them away from the search parties...

Don't fuck up.

[deathsdoctor]

Thank you.

[He watches carefully their surroundings as he waits for the replies. It wouldn't do to get surprised by cultists and have them overhear their plans.

If they did, they would have to make sure to slaughter them completely and without mercy. Word could not afford to get out to the enemy.]

[hollower]

Will that be all?

[She's asking for her next set of orders, otherwise the goal now is pretty unmistakable - delay the airships. She has the firepower ready to do so, and she is itching to make these worm writhe a little, but if Law want her elsewhere, then she'll do as she's told.]