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]

Yes. Or rather the people in it. The energy I'm getting off there is horrible - massively emotionally charged.

[Even weak Haki users not skilled with Kenbunshoku would be able to sense this. That strong.]

... I'd say that something is right on the money. We should brace ourselves for the worse.

[voidseeing]

I wouldn't be surprised if the cultists were torturing them.

[His voice is oddly matter-of-fact for such a disturbing topic.]

What better way to try to draw us in?

[deathsdoctor]

Or worse.

[They could be sacrificing them too. Who knew.]

... well, they'll get their wish if that's so. We just have to make sure they don't realize it's been granted until it's too late.

[voidseeing]

Sneaking in under the radar? Sounds like my kind of plan.

[It's what he's good at, after all. Funeral Parlor had been essentially a terrorist group whose entire existence had relied on their ability to pull off covert operations. It hadn't been until several months before Gai was brought here that they'd gone public, and even then, they still relied on stealth and cunning.]

[deathsdoctor]

[This is the part where Law would normally smile, and he does, but it's wintered in its execution.]

Thought you'd like it. Think a lot of people will too.

[voidseeing]

You know me. I need a little excitement in my life to keep things interesting.

[Even though they'd already gotten far more of that than they'd bargained for.]

[deathsdoctor]

I do indeed.

[voidseeing]

Speaking of which...

[Gai steadies himself, takes a deep breath, and then plunges his own hand into his chest as a glowing silver light surrounds him. Fortunately Law has seen him do this before and knows not to panic, though the sight is likely still an unnerving one.

He doesn't have enough ammo to be able to rely on his Luger here, especially not facing as many enemies as they are.]