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expiationlogs2024-12-29 06:43 pm
melnik) wrote in expiationlogs2024-12-29 06:43 pm
let's get down to business
Who: Miller, Richard, the Aldrip Defense Squad and anyone else who decides to toss their hat in the ring
Where: From Aldrip to Pessiria to the mountains by Lorentia Cave
What: Let's kill some demons, boys.
Warnings: Violence, presumably. All the rest TBD.
video; un: spartan
[ The scene that the video opens up to is quite the view. Whoever is recording it must nearly be standing on the tallest building in all of Aldrip's lively commercial district. Although it becomes clear soon enough that this is no daredevil attempt, nor a desire to share a vista of the city at night. There is a dark silhouette sweeping the sky in the far distance, out where the pathways of the outskirts begin being canopied by the trees leading into Pessiria Forest. The creature drifts and then dips down, like a massive hawk diving to breach the surface of the water for a fish, and then it's out of view once more.
Miller turns his device around, leveling a solemn look at the camera with binoculars in hand. ]
You see that, my friends? That is what we, back in my home, call a "demon." I first learned they had migrated here last month when the sun refused to rise and the monsters started gaining their courage. Since then, it has come to my attention that the problem may be larger than I had ever dreamed. It's no fluke — that creature is not alone. It has competition. And I will be the first to tell you that we cannot allow these beasts to propagate in this world.
Which is why I am proposing we make use of our newly founded defense squad and launch a proper extermination effort. As it is my suspicion that they are making their nests in the mountains surrounding the caves, I will be making the trek out there personally. However, this task is too big for myself alone. Whether you are prepared to come in an organized fashion or not, I am asking you all for your help. If protecting the place we live is not incentive enough for you, then bring me proof that you've killed one of these things and I will pay you a reward.
[ With that proposition out of the way though, he certainly needs to provide more information and make it clear that he's not encouraging a hapless rush to make some extra cash just for the thrill of the hunt. ]
I still must stress that no one takes this matter lightly. These beasts are predators that made the irradiated surface of my planet their kingdom. They can stand up to ten feet tall and lift grown men off their feet without a second thought. I am aware that many of you are not familiar with the threat of nuclear radiation, but for those who are not, you may think of it as such: it is a type of energy that can destroy living things from the inside out, and once it is deployed, it may linger for centuries. Mutants like this demon did not always used to be this way — they were born from the radiation. It cannot be tabulated exactly, [ at least, not by him ] but it is quite likely they emit radiation themselves and that is a threat to all of us.
Additionally... [ You know how he said this was a bigger problem than he'd thought? Yeah. He sighs as the wind whips about, resulting in an adjustment of the tablet. ]
I have spotted some of the smaller beasts as well. They are not nearly as formidable as the flying ones, but they travel in groups so that they can use the swarm to their advantage. The demons hunt these creatures as their prey, so keep that in mind. I suggest you do not take this on alone. Safe travels, and plan your strategy wisely.
[ Miller out. ]
notes/ooc
Where: From Aldrip to Pessiria to the mountains by Lorentia Cave
What: Let's kill some demons, boys.
Warnings: Violence, presumably. All the rest TBD.
video; un: spartan
[ The scene that the video opens up to is quite the view. Whoever is recording it must nearly be standing on the tallest building in all of Aldrip's lively commercial district. Although it becomes clear soon enough that this is no daredevil attempt, nor a desire to share a vista of the city at night. There is a dark silhouette sweeping the sky in the far distance, out where the pathways of the outskirts begin being canopied by the trees leading into Pessiria Forest. The creature drifts and then dips down, like a massive hawk diving to breach the surface of the water for a fish, and then it's out of view once more.
Miller turns his device around, leveling a solemn look at the camera with binoculars in hand. ]
You see that, my friends? That is what we, back in my home, call a "demon." I first learned they had migrated here last month when the sun refused to rise and the monsters started gaining their courage. Since then, it has come to my attention that the problem may be larger than I had ever dreamed. It's no fluke — that creature is not alone. It has competition. And I will be the first to tell you that we cannot allow these beasts to propagate in this world.
Which is why I am proposing we make use of our newly founded defense squad and launch a proper extermination effort. As it is my suspicion that they are making their nests in the mountains surrounding the caves, I will be making the trek out there personally. However, this task is too big for myself alone. Whether you are prepared to come in an organized fashion or not, I am asking you all for your help. If protecting the place we live is not incentive enough for you, then bring me proof that you've killed one of these things and I will pay you a reward.
[ With that proposition out of the way though, he certainly needs to provide more information and make it clear that he's not encouraging a hapless rush to make some extra cash just for the thrill of the hunt. ]
I still must stress that no one takes this matter lightly. These beasts are predators that made the irradiated surface of my planet their kingdom. They can stand up to ten feet tall and lift grown men off their feet without a second thought. I am aware that many of you are not familiar with the threat of nuclear radiation, but for those who are not, you may think of it as such: it is a type of energy that can destroy living things from the inside out, and once it is deployed, it may linger for centuries. Mutants like this demon did not always used to be this way — they were born from the radiation. It cannot be tabulated exactly, [ at least, not by him ] but it is quite likely they emit radiation themselves and that is a threat to all of us.
Additionally... [ You know how he said this was a bigger problem than he'd thought? Yeah. He sighs as the wind whips about, resulting in an adjustment of the tablet. ]
I have spotted some of the smaller beasts as well. They are not nearly as formidable as the flying ones, but they travel in groups so that they can use the swarm to their advantage. The demons hunt these creatures as their prey, so keep that in mind. I suggest you do not take this on alone. Safe travels, and plan your strategy wisely.
[ Miller out. ]
notes/ooc
As the timing for this tends to fall on a particularly awkward point in the year, I (aki) especially wish to encourage the spirit of backtagging! :) Toplevels are to organize each set of scenarios, so put your own toplevels beneath!
⬦ There is a PLOTTING POST here if you wish to hash out some OOC plans with any of your fellow players first. Feel free to ask any questions there as well.
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Everyone, split up! Move!
[ Miller's order comes near simultaneously with an echoing roar that rattles the trees. Birds can be seen scattering through the air in a dark cloud as a large, black beast makes its presence known. A short flight ninety degrees above falls seamlessly into a swoop into the group's direction.
Miller himself runs straight in the direction the demon came, anticipating it's descent close enough for him to fire a shot of his gun aimed at its head. The projectile releases with a bang, scarcely missing to get stuck in the thick skin of its neck. Miller never stops running, calling out to them with urgency. ]
Get to cover!
[ Out in the open, they are all basically sitting ducks. ]
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But the heat of battle is a boon, as it always is. Maybe later, she'll have a mini existential crisis moment because of this - but right now, she doesn't hesitate to unholster her gun and duck behind a large boulder, angling around it just enough to let one of those magic bullets fly.]