[EVENT] Battle Log One

[majorarc]

Who: Everyone
When: September 25, Late Evening
Where: The docks
What: The Minions Attacking
Warnings: Possible death, violence and cursing, so PG-13. Remember, if you die, you will resurrected by The Rulers and shackled. If you are injured, you will be immediately shackled and grouped with the others. We will be posting to this log as minions.


While the minions kept stealing items, it didn’t seem like that stopped the denizens from doing what they wanted to. This did not please the Rulers, no, not one bit! So, as the boat took off, the Emperor took the literal wind away from the sails, making the ocean a still as could be. There is a long moment of complete silence; no trees ruffling in the wind, no leaves rolling down the cobblestone streets of the districts, nothing.

At the beach, the minions begin to appear, giggling oddly and looking at the boat with malicious grins. Some of them are carrying weapons, some of them with glowing hands that signify magic. Behind them are Justice and Judgment, looking grim as they signal the attack. The minions begin their attack, either with weapons or magic, aiming directly for the boat and the passengers.

Good luck, denizens.

Comments

OOC QUESTIONS HERE.

[minions]

FIGHTING THREAD

[minions]

/o/

[solitarynuvola]

Hibari had decided to stay behind and not leave with the crowded ship, so he was still wandering the beach when the first minions began to appear, filling the air with their obnoxious giggling. It was obvious what they were planning to do (come on, who could miss the weapons, or the glowing hands of death, or...) - it was just too bad for them that Hibari was going to throw a hammer in their plans. Or was the saying supposed to be a spanner in the works? No matter. When he did it, he did it...

Literally. Hey, Justice, there's a hammer flying straight towards your head. He figures that it's best to take out one of the leaders first - he's used to decimating armies, after all, and usually, the herbivores all dissipated into chaos once their leaders were incapacitated.

Open

[fatalitykisser]

When the boat suddenly stalled and the winds vanished, she had a bad feeling. So when she spotted the minions on shore,Yoko immediately went into defense mode, making sure to grab the nearest weapons she could use to defend herself and others. At the same time she made sure the children on board were somehow taken care for, her mostly standing as a shield for the few she could find.

[bestamontillado]

Spade couldn't really say that being alive again was something he expected; as much as the Vongola Rings meant that "dying" hadn't been permanent the first time, there was a big difference between ending up a disembodied spirit body-jumping with an artifact right there to use as an anchor, and not having any such anchor or his powers, dying, and waking up at...

Well however long later it was; he went out to try to find that out, this time being a ~bit~ more prepared - grabbing one of the swords (even if it was mostly to toss to someone else) and the the Tarnhelm before sneaking out, because being able to go check things out invisibly was much preferable to possibly getting shot/stabbed/etc. again.

No, he wasn't getting on the boat; he honestly wouldn't be surprised, at this rate, if the Rulers had a kraken or something. Boat not moving? Yeah, not a huge surprise.

And as much as using something the Rulers gave him at a time like this was risky, he knew damn well what the best weapon he had was when it did turn into a fight - not the sword, not any hypothetical spear, but the Tarnhelm. They wanted Fafnir, they could bloody well have Fafnir; after the last few days, having a good target to not-so-metaphorically sharpen claws and take things out on sounded ~wonderful~.

And that would be why there is, somewhat abruptly, a large, low to the ground armored dragon, venom dripping from its jaws, going after the forces on the beach.

[get_the_win]

He never did think this plan would really work. But if there was even the slightest chance he could get home again, he had to take it. Even if it only meant getting away from the Rulers. Anything to stop himself from turning into that thing again.

So it was not that much of a surprise when the wind stopped. It was terrifying that his enemies were powerful enough to control even nature itself, but he tried not to think about that. The minions were preparing to attack. Focusing all of his senses on the enemies before him as Schwarz had taught him to do, he readied the katana he had imagined into being before. Crest or no Crest, he was still the King of Hearts, and he would not go down without a fight.

[sparksfire]

Katniss had easily imagined herself up a wooden bow and a quiver of arrows, and was thankful that she should keep imagining up arrows as she started to pick down the Archers skillfully. It wasn't even that hard for her, but it was starting to get a little bit tricky when the armed ones got in close. Pushing back as far as she could, she stayed close to the boat and continued to shoot off arrows as best she could.

[ugetsu]

Ugetsu was slashing through the minions as incredible speed. Even without his rain flames, he was able to read his enemy's attacks and attempt to get to G as fast as he could. The other would need assistance while reloading his guns, as he always did, and it was not appropriate for the other to be alone. They were a family and they needed to protect each other.

Taking a hit to the arm with a club, Ugetsu let out the rare curse, hurrying to G and working through the soreness. He'd fought with worse before.

[unionjackoff]

England had expected an attack, to be quite honest. There was no way the Rulers would allow the lot of them to leave so easily. With sword in hand, he quickly ran to the back of the ship and started slashing at the little beasts. Each swing of his weapon was for all the problems he'd faced when coming to Arcanarum; he'd been taken from his world, had his magic stolen, had been turned into a puppet, was put in a dress, was given a tail. And there were many other things he wanted to punish the Rulers for.

He had to be careful of the water. No matter how good his sea legs were, if the ship sank, England would drown. But he was not scared. He didn't fear the Rulers. No, he was just filled with anger. The country sought a blood-soaked revenge and, perhaps more importantly, an escape. This needed to end now.

amakusa is jumping in, so please wait for him to comment here first, thanks! o/

[denies]

... Of course. Ange had been sceptical at first - partially thanks to Amakusa's talking about it too - but she had finally decided to put at least some hope in the plan, some hope that it would turn out okay after all and they would be able to get out. But the moment she noticed the boat stopping she already knew it was bad news, that it hadn't worked at all.

The minions showing up was worse news though, and she could only stare at all the fighting techniques they carried with him - magic, weapons-- .. and those behind the minions.. Were those two of the rulers? Ange didn't have much time to linger on the thought though, since the minions were already starting to approach.

[ex_unitedstates491]

America had stood on the beach watching the boat leave when everything happened at once. Just as he thought things were strange when the entire world seemed to stop, out came the minions. He quickly turned around and stood in a fighting stance with his fists up.

"Alright! You guys finally decided to show up, huh?! Man, am I glad I stuck around! Okay! Time for the hero to shine!" He leaps at the crowd of minions.

S'up, sorry fot the late!

[maneless]

This was much more Alanna's style than getting on the boat. Much as she wanted to join the party on the boat, she was practical enough to know that any trip across a body of water would leave her seasick... and without a sword or her magic, she would have been worse than useless. Better to stand guard, much as it itched at her, irritated the place where she had a drive for heroic deeds.

She wasn't the most proficient with a spear, but it was the weapon she had at hand, and she at least had a vague idea of what to do with it. If it came to it, Alanna could try to disarm an opponent with a sword. She watched the minions with narrowed purple eyes, settling into the all-too-familiar fighter's stance, keeping the shaft of the spear in front of her.

Someone else might have let out a war-cry as she launched into battle, but not Alanna. Alanna simply charged the first magic-using minion she could find, bringing the spear down in an attempt to slash the mage.

This would work so much better with a sword.

WHOOPS sorry for late

[tomate]

For some reason, the very idea of a fight is building up within Spain. There is nothing more that he wants than this. His usual smile becomes manic. It doesn't occur to him that he has no weapons on him whatsoever, or that his last real fight had been over seventy years ago. No, what matters to Spain is that people are fighting and he wants in on the action.

With a quick laugh, he launches himself from the ship onto the beach. He has a goal, he wants a weapon. He aims for a minion that has one, working on trying to get it from it's grasp.

[paysdelamour]

He had known, deep down, that something was going to happen. But he hadn't expected the wind to stop completely. He hadn't expected to have his entire plan ruined in one single moment. So when the minions began to appear on the shore, Francis was in a state of shock for a moment. After all his careful planning, after weighing all of the risks involved, those damn Rulers had swept it all out from under him.

But unfortunately for the Rulers, Francis wasn't devastated for long. Soon, he became pissed off.

Without a word to anyone still on deck, Francis rushed down into the underbelly of the ship, pulling up one of the few cannons that they had summoned - in the event that there was something more dangerous out at sea - and began to load it. When it was all ready, Francis opened up the gun port and aimed it directly at the crowd of minions on shore, in the densest grouping. After lining the shot up just right, he fired the cannon down into the middle of the minion army.

(( ooc: France is going to switch solely to hand-to-hand, and he's going to leave the ship to fight more head-on in a few posts when he hears England scream, but for now he's going to try and pick off the minions from relative safety with their stash of guns. Do with that what you will :3 ))

/late forever T^T

[everdistant_utopia]

If there was one thing Saber had complete confidence in, it was her abilities as a warrior. And the minions were hardly any different than what Caster had thrown at her on several occasions.

As angry as she might have been for being summoned for such a trivial matter and being made to relive a strange retelling of her own legend, Arturia put such thoughts out of her mind to focus on the task at hand.

They all needed to escape, and for that, she needed to clear as many of these creatures as she could.

My late!fail is forever. May I drop in? /offers tea

[bluesteelranger]

Renne had had a decent time actually, assisting with construction -- shipbuilding hadn't been his forte in Rhy'Din but if ever he could go back, such education as he'd found here would be useful indeed.

Once the final details had been done, the oddity crawled aboard, hoping to find some kind of shipman's duty he'd be familiar with -- rigging work, the galley. Hell, even deck work would've been fine!

ALSO LATE ;;;

[pawsitively]

Hunting with America back on the island had, admittedly, lifted Nepeta's spirits a lot and got her ready for any sort of fight. Including one with the minions, though she foolishly did not expect there to be any. Everything seemed to be going so well already; she hadn't noticed the minions stealing anything from before. But still, she was ready and excited to out herself to work again. If she could help, she would!

Nepeta held her claws in front of her at the ready, and at any chance she got she would pounce on a minion in attempts to wrangle it to the ground.

SHACKLED GROUP THREAD

[minions]

after you are shackled by the minions, come to this thread to be with your capture companions

Open to anyone? (will be backtagging...maybe)

[waterformybath]

It hadn't taken long for one of the minions to capture him. Without any way to fight back, no spear, no magic, Howl was quickly shackled and dragged over to the spot which had apparently been designated as the holding zone for captives.

Well, that was pointless. So much for the plan to sail out of reach of the Rulers' power, he thinks with a sigh.

Open to Anyone

[bearpuns]

Teddie honestly had tried to fight, he really had, but it was literally impossible for him to get an edge up on so many people, especially when he didn't have his persona. However, he had been trying to help someone who had been hurt, and they came behind him and hit him hard with something, right in his back. After another kick, they put some shackles on his hands and dragged him to the area that was closed off by magic, throwing him in with the rest of the people. Recovering after a few moments, Teddie sat up and tried to get past the barrier to help, but sighed when he realized he couldn't.

"What am I going to do..." He said sadly, looking at all the people out there fighting.

Open

[starofchaos]

Louis was seething with rage.

Without his innate resistances or his magical abilities, he was easily defeated and captured. This was extremely irritating, shameful and above all else, humiliating. The Devil himself, caught in such a way. He glowered silently up at the sky, cursing God inside of his head for this.

Louis was sure He was laughing.

open to everyone

[timehostage]

Mayuri sighed sadly. This wasn't supposed to happen. Perhaps she should have listened to Okarin, but at the time it seemed really fun. Though now, she realized that it was a bad idea. If only she had been strong or fast enough to evade them.

Open to all!

[solitarynuvola]

There's another person being dumped into the dome right now - anyone that comes close enough might recognize Hibari, underneath the bruise that's starting to form on his cheek. He's not looking too good, what with the chains wrapped around his body as tightly as they can go without breaking more bones, and shackles on both his hands and feet.

His eyes are closed and his breathing is oddly shallow as well, as if he's trying to not bother some broken ribs. If anyone wants to try and talk to him, well, he's going to either ignore you or snap at you, depending on how well he knows you. That being said, you're welcome to try and talk to him.

soooo late!

[fools_journey]

[ After Minako was hurt, Minato had done his best to fend off the minions for them both, to cover her, but they could only hold off for so long, and now, here they were, shackled with everyone else. They had initially been separated when they were dragged off, but now that they are chained, Minato does his best, given the limitations of being bound, to crawl over to his sister to check on her. ]

Minako -- ?

Locked to G.

[vongolastorm]

After a horrifically long and arduous fight (that was mainly one-sided for a better part of the duration), Gokudera Hayato was finally submitted to a chained existence. Everything would have been much more tolerable if it wasn't for one little flaw to the arrangement of shackled prisoners. Even his injuries and subsequent defeat couldn't pale to it.

What was that one flaw? Well, let's just say it had something to do with a certain redhead.

Hai thar buddy~

[soulofaginger]

G in contrast actually couldn't have given a crap who he was shackled to, still riding off the high from the fight. He was battered, bruised, swollen and bloody and sporting the biggest grin. Giving the minions all the hell every chance he got, even if it was just giving them a kick in the back of the leg as they walked by and smirking.

Not even being chained to Gokudera could put a damper on his mood... but ah... there's a bloody wad of something in his mouth. He's just going to spit that out on the ground in front of them and stare at it to try and figureout what it was....