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[ofiodine.livejournal.com]

When; July 28th
Rating; VARIED
Characters; Open to All
Summary; It's not a roach motel, but gunfire is a good solution to everything.
Log;

A familiar mountain rising up out of a familiar beach has become a focal point for many people over the past week or so around sunrise on the 28th, and so it's no surprise that certain changes made to its layout might cause those same people to start asking questions, as much as friends and family members being carried off, so to speak, to dig something out of the rock has been. This time, however, things are little bit different.

The entire area has been transformed into a verifiable war zone, trenches leading up from the beach and barbed wire crisscrossing over sand and underbrush alike. Individuals taken over by slugs patrol from up high, armed with guns to stop anyone from getting beyond the line of defense, stopping more than enough attempts at both rescue and escape.

But not to worry! Just as these invading hordes have issued their own order against escape, your local deities have taken up their own call to arms once noon rolls around.


[ooc: Order 227 is here! This is an open log specifically for people who wish to participate in this whether in the City proper or down on the beach, as they attempt to either flee from slug captors or rescue friends who are being forced to dig. Although most of the fighting will be done down on the beach D-Day style, citizens who choose to remain in the City might find that their friends who want to go down to the dig site in order to fight some slugs might be a little more likely to turn into shooters in the face of rejection, because if you aren't part of the solution then you're part of the problem.". There is a Death Exemption for this curse, and for those who find this event a little too violent to deal with in terms of getting rid of slugs, there is a lighter, funnier ending coming on Thursday.

Feel free to tag around, (label the location, time of day, open or closed, whatever you'd like), interact with each other, and kill some slugs. And have this for the awesome music. If anyone has any questions, feel free to ask a mod or just drop a comment on the most recent slug post if you can't track one of us down. Thanks for playing with this guys!]

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MOUNTAIN SITE~

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

Participants: Yuri Lowell [ notflynn ], Flynn Scifo [ srslynotguy ], Leon Magnus [ swordmastering ], Ino [ [Bad username or site: floralities title= @ livejournal.com] ], Tyr [ stargathering ], Riou [ everhoping ], Connell [ sound_rune ] ... etc.

[everhoping.livejournal.com]

[ Riou remembers the place well. He'd been there, after all. Tyr had asked him to dig with him and he, in Yuri's body, had obliged his friend without asking any questions. Looking back, he should have noticed something wrong with Tyr then... ]

It's right-

[ And this is where Riou stops. The place looks like a battlefield. It looks different from the battlefields back home, but it definitely reminds him of one. It wasn't like this before... ]

...there.

[ He wonders if they'll find Tyr in the fray as he grips his tonfas tighter. ]

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

[Grips his sword as well, following a step behind Riou as they investigate the mountain. He sees so many people digging, and he wonders what the hell he can do to stop them. It could be anything- any-

He sees a flash of blue, blond- and over there is Tyr and Flynn.]

There he is-

[But he can't just charge in for now. He has to wait, just in case Flynn decides to run again]

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

[ This is Flynn overseeing the diggers with a watchful eye. He's just outside, within the defense parameters to look out for deserters and rescuers. He's one of the better hosts, of course, and that's exactly why he's there. In the meantime though, he's armed with a gun-- something Flynn doesn't know much about using but the slug does -- and as chance would have it, someone bolts and tries to make a run past the defense parameters.

He shoots once, and the individual goes down without a fight. Another lost cause. ]

[stargathering]

[ A bit of a distance from Flynn, Tyr stood tall watching over the diggers below. Deserters, rescuers, someone who didn't appear to be working... Tyr didn't much care when it came to trying out the firearm he was equipped with today. So far, Tyr was a lousy shot, but it was good enough to give off warning shots. If he needed to kill, he had become proficient enough in using the magic the host was much more familiar with.

And here seemed to be more unfortunate rescuers. Except Tyr was pretty sure that, even from the distance they were at, he recognised the two of them. He just stood his ground for the time being, though. Firing a shot at them would do nothing more than graze the ground feet in front of them and alert them of his position, and if he could kill the two of them quickly and easily with no resistance, that would be the best option.

He kept his eyes of them, waiting for them to come closer. With only two of them, Tyr could certainly take them down on his own, but he remembered what Flynn said before... ]

He's come to take your host home again.

[everhoping.livejournal.com]

[ Riou spots Tyr ( hell yeah, seasoned Suikoden war leader eyes! Everyone has 'em! ) and frowns. ]

There's so many people... And-

[ Sees some random slugged person shooting down a deserter. ]

They're killing the ones who don't want to dig.

YURI → FLYNN : 1st confrontation

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

[ Flynn approaches the familiar intruders at the fringes of the dig site and greets them with an almost friendly smile. ]

So you brought friends, Yuri.

[ He slips the gun into his belt and draws his sword. ]

Did you change your mind?

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

You'd like that, wouldn't you.

[He's so tempted to rush forward, take care of this quickly. Knock him out and it'll be all over.]

Sorry, but I never did like listening to you.

[He is ready to fight, though, if Flynn decides to attack.]

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

So you came here to try and... get this body back, isn't it?

[ He looks unamused. ]

If you aren't here to help, then you're part of the problem, Yuri Lowell. I'd use a gun on you to shoot you down, but that wouldn't do much against artes, right?

[ His uniform has the blood specks from that time with Euphemia and Lelouch. ]

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

What a way to treat your host body. I don't think I like that.

[A confident but tired grin as he falls into stance.]

So how about I take that out of your hands?

INO → SHOT!

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

SOUL EATER → BAD TOUCH YAY!

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

[stargathering]

[ Guns. Were. Useless. With this host. It was something Tyr himself was happy about, but the slug had him stuff it into his belt regardless. Never know when he may need it again.

While Flynn was enjoying the company of his host's friend, Tyr regarded his own. He was tired, but determined to finish them off for good. Trying to sound like the Tyr they knew, he addressed them calmly. ]

You again... Are you really that eager to see Nanami again? And when that little boy actually has a sister back home to look after... It's cruel of you to let him come along, Riou.

[everhoping.livejournal.com]

[ Riou shakes his head. He has a look of grave determination on his face. ]

We chose to come because we want to. You're our friend and we want our friend back.

[ B| ]

[stargathering]

[ Tyr shakes his head. ]

You have no friend here... You're both useless to me now. Unless you plan to run away again, this will be where you die...

[everhoping.livejournal.com]

[ Riou shakes his head and then gestures to the rope he's carrying on his back (surprise!). ]

No. Connell and I aren't going to run. We're going to take you home.

[ B( TENKAI POWER, MAKE UP! ]

Chain Gang Escapees!

[child-radical.livejournal.com]

If there was one thing that he hated more than anything was the fact that he allowed himself to fall for such an obvious ploy and gotten captured. Letting out a grunt of discontent, Huey slammed his pickaxe into the rock wall in a methodical and almost rhytmic pattern before stopping for what looked like a quick rest. While it may have seemed that way, the boy was currently analyzing the whole area, a task he had continued to do since he came to and was tossed onto the work lines.

He took note of the various other prisoners, the guards with their various weapons and of course...what looked to be the only exit from his current location which was looking to be locked up tighter than the entrance to Fort Knox. Returning to work the boy began to brainstorm possible scenarios in which to cause a distraction and began to get more and more frustrated. This was mostly due to him coming to the realization that the most effective way would arise from having multiple people join in with him.

And that looked to be quite a challenging thing to do when one had slug-controlled overssers looking at you with semi-automatic rifles.

+ SLUGMAGE AND SQUIRRELTOSK

[blastiafreak]

[Patroling the dig site, the most prominent thought in the slug-controlled Rita's mind was: What a pain this was. The digging would go so much faster if they didn't have to worry about attacks and rebellions, weapons on hand or not. Things were just going to get out of hand if left like this. Stop trouble before it started, that was the best way--

She spotted a vaguely familiar face, a displeased youth that Flynn had brought in the other day. This one...he would be trouble.

Without hesitation, she raised her weapon and took aim at Huey.]

[emiltastic.livejournal.com]

[ Notices Rita aiming at that person and, using his mad Ratatosk skills, skims through the ranks of slugged peeps and diggers to stop her. ]

Rita!

[ He goes and tries to knock the weapon off your hand~ ]

[blastiafreak]

[Is someone calling her name? She turns and--surprised, her hand is knocked aside, completely throwing off her aim. But she doesn't let go, and the suddenness causes her to pull the trigger. She's not waiting to see if the bullet found a target.]

Back off, freak!

[emiltastic.livejournal.com]

You have the slug too?!

[ He has his weapon drawn, but he's still confused by this whole slug business. ]

[blastiafreak]

Hmph. Took you idiots long enough to figure that much out.

[No use hiding it, not in this warzone. A smug and arrogant look is plastered on her face, though she doesn't attack yet.]

World War II GO!

[spiritofsorrow.livejournal.com]

Sorrow threw himself into the sand as bullets soared over his head. Damn, damn, damn! Why bring this back? Of all the events in history, the Normandy Beach landing?

Joy had been shot here. His son born here. His world shattered here. And now he had to do it all over again.

Scrambling behind a dune, he readied the gun he had salvaged from one of the dead slug-minds. Assault rifle. Good enough. He knew how to kill, when he had to...

He ducked up and got off a couple of shots, grazing one of the attackers, missing otherwise. Too far. Had to get closer. Through the gaps in the barb wire.

He glanced around, looking for anyone else heading in the same direction as he was.

Guard - Any time - Open

[neverendingbeat.livejournal.com]

Anachronistic in the face of warfare, the Master isn't holding any sort of rifle, but instead, his laser screwdriver. He might not be operating to his full potential as he is still struggling against it on the inside, but the slug in his brain is determined that he work for rather than against them.

Therefore, he stands above on patrol, the slug searching about for any potential invaders or escapees.


[ooc: If you want to try to escape and be shot, the Master is available for that purpose. I'm going to let Ray shoot him down, though, as it will make Ray so VERY happy.]