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VoidTrecker Express Mods ([personal profile] voidtreckermods) wrote in [community profile] middleofsomewhere2020-05-09 10:40 am

Under the Sea: Mission start

After fleeing the strange shapes in the sky the voidtreckers are perhaps not looking forward to yet another mission and indeed the first few days of Fiddlesticks go by without any strange dreams, no warning that another mission might be nigh. Yet on the morning of day five their SCA's will glow with the colours of the void and a holographic message will appear.

Preperations

The dressing room is open once again, though the clothes this time are simple in choice. A wet suit for each void trecker as well as a pair of flippers, a helmet and a breathing pack. It at least has instructions and there will be a little bit of time for them to figure out how to use them. Apart from that there are some waterproof packs for supplies to be packed in.

They will have a couple of hours to get ready for their mission.

Arrival: Blue and Red

"We are now approaching world #7625000129523. Drop order is Red and Blue, Purple then Orange. Red and Blue team to doors. Arrival in world #7625000129523 in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one."

The train shudders and lurches as they exit the void, the view from the window goes from the ever shifting void to a beautiful deep blue sky. They fly through the air and swoop down to land on a sandy beach. The doors open allowing those who are taking part in the Blue and Red missions to debark. The doors close and the train swoops up into the air.

The beach stretches from one side to the other, in the distance as the beach turns into sloping green hills they can see a village. Beyond that there is a jungle. Any red team who check their SCA will see four points, the rock pools.

The villagers have noticed the huge train sweeping down onto their island and so contact is made quickly. They will be quite accepting of the help and explain the situation. They will help any of red team to the rockpools if asked.

Red

The rockpools are built up and indeed made so the water will reach a persons waist if they stand in them. The water is cold but not overly so. When the water shoots up anyone in them will shoot up also.

They will find themselves in a vortex of water, with anyone else who enters that rockpool. The water itself seems to be fighting them, tendrils of water reaching out of the whirlpool to try and drag them further into the chaos. It takes a whole lot of willpower to stay in the centre, the water can be fought with weapons, even with fists. They feel as if they are falling or flying, perhaps both. Surrounded by the pure chaos of the ocean.

Blue

Hopefully they spend the day helping with preparations because when night falls the monsters emerge from the sea. Terrifying twisted creatures. The villagers only have simple weapons but will tell them that fire is helpful against these water creatures.

Hold off the monsters and keep the people safe.

Purple

The doors close and the train flies off into the sky, flying over the island to the other side where it lands on a rocky bay, near tall towering cliffs.

"Purple team to doors." The doors open, allowing the purple team to disembark before flying off once again.

In the cliff face there is a large cave entrance, over the entrance there are symbols, translated by their SCA's. Clear mind, clear heart. Come those who seek to serve.

There are six people stood by the entrance, looking quite surprised at the new arrivals. One, a woman with silver hair recovers enough to speak first. "Ah. Void warriors. We are honoured by your help."

Once introductions are made the spiritual leaders will happily accept the escort and their adventure can begin.

Orange

They fly up and out across the ocean, a longer flight than before but eventually they descend and there is a slight juddering before they land, floating on the ocean.

"Orange team disembark, please use luggage or dressing carriage doors only."

They will step out onto an inflated platform that streches around the train. Down below are the depths of the water and their SCA's show them at the point of Bui. It is below them so all they need to is dive.

The dive takes a while, and depends on their swimming ability but hopefully with a bit of teamwork they arrive at the silent city of Bui.
swansongs: (Didn't even stand to watch you go)

Dyme | OTA

[personal profile] swansongs 2020-05-09 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
A. Preparations

He had absolutely no intentions of going into the ocean, not just because he couldn't swim to save his life, but also because the ocean was fucking terrifying, but he wrestled his way into a wet suit anyway. The only thing he had trouble with was zipping it up in the back, which left him floundering for the zipper while the burn scars spread across his upper back were left uncovered. He'd feel a lot more self-conscious about them if he wasn't distracted with the zipper.

"Um. Sorry. Could you give me a hand?"

B. Blue Team Part 1

Before ending up on a crazy train in space, it hadn't actually been too long since he'd been on a beach. The downside was that it reminded him of someone he was missing. It was a little hard not to get distracted while he was on patrol, but he was equally worried about some kind of horrible monster coming out of the ocean.

Between the two of those things, he was so distracted from where he was walking that he stepped barefoot on a broken seashell. "Ow, ow, shit," he swore under his breath, hopping around on one foot to check his other. He wasn't bleeding very much, but it still hurt.

C. Blue Team Part 2

So far, ditching his own team to help another had been pretty stress free, all things considered. And he'd only ditched because of the whole 'can't swim' thing. Also, you know, the ocean being terrifying. He'd never been in the ocean before. Ever. He couldn't imagine being down under the water right now, experiencing who knew what, the whole time expecting something to attack him.

Alright, so he was still expecting something to attack him at any moment, but that was exactly what blue team was supposed to be working on, so it wasn't exactly a surprise. And besides, there were far fewer directions for something to come from while on land. Still, when something started emerging from the ocean, something large, horrible and wrong, Dyme scrambled backwards.

"Problem! We've got a problem here!"

Rushing up the beach, he nearly slipped on the sand, but made it to a torch, snatching it up and turning back around to face the thing from the ocean. It hesitated when it saw the fire, but it was still too close for Dyme's comfort.

"I will...I'll fuck you up," he said, but he didn't sound very convincing, and the thing didn't look very intimidated.
so_dark_a_road: (by the laws of our people)

A. Prep

[personal profile] so_dark_a_road 2020-05-10 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
Curufin was already dressed in his own dive suit and carrying his equipment.

"Sure, no problem," he answered. He set his gear down and came around behind his teammate and pulled the zipper up. "Is that all right?" He had noticed the burn scars and wondered if the garment would be uncomfortable for Dyme, with that long steely zipper up his back.
swansongs: (That I should really stick)

[personal profile] swansongs 2020-05-11 07:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Perfect, thanks." Luckily, he'd lived with those scars for long enough that he was more than used to them. The zipper on the other hand...well, he'd never worn a wet suit before in his life, so it wasn't really the most comfortable, but he'd deal with it.

"I just hope I won't have to actually go in any water," he added.
so_dark_a_road: (in the unmeasured night #3)

[personal profile] so_dark_a_road 2020-05-16 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
Curufin went back to doing a last organization of his own equipment, but he looked up while he worked.

"You're going with Blue Team this time? Hopefully you won't be going into the water. But it does sound as though you'll be fighting any monsters that come out of the sea. Do you have weapons or powers?" Functioning powers, that is.

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[personal profile] magicurls 2020-05-10 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh! Let me help you with that."

Mami already knew that her usual healing magic didn't work, but she could at least try to be useful. She pulled out a canteen she'd carried and pointed to a nearby rock.

"Why don't you sit?"
swansongs: (Let's face it I blew it you waited)

[personal profile] swansongs 2020-05-11 07:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, um-" He hesitated for a moment, then limped his way over to the rock, carefully sitting down. "I don't want to be a bother."

But also, if she was sure, he didn't want to argue too much and make things awkward. Or something.
magicurls: (tea time)

[personal profile] magicurls 2020-05-12 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
"It's not a bother. I want to make sure we're all safe and ready."

Mami takes some water from her flask, a cloth from her bag, and gently cleans the area. "I'm afraid I don't have a faster cure, but it should be safe."

She'll tear part of the cloth for the bandage in lieu of her ribbons.

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[personal profile] longforgottenpromise 2020-05-10 12:22 pm (UTC)(link)
He had hoped they had a little bit more time, hence why he was still out at all but when he heard the shout he ran towards it. His eyes widened at the monster but he also saw the man, someone from the train.

"Over here!"

He reached out, to grab the mans hand. Ready to run.

(ooc: are you okay with a Gyousou joining in too?)
Edited 2020-05-10 12:30 (UTC)
swansongs: (To what I said)

[personal profile] swansongs 2020-05-11 07:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Dyme was always ready to run, especially when horrifying monstrosities from the ocean were involved. He didn't really feel like getting munched up or horribly murdered; he'd just intended to be the look out, to let others know when monsters were coming.

He really needed to learn how to fight, still.

"You got any kind of plan?"


[ooc: I'm totally okay with that!]
longforgottenpromise: (turn)

[personal profile] longforgottenpromise 2020-05-12 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Just not letting it get near the village."

Which meant running away from the village mostly, and hoping they could outrun this thing. It wasn't a great plan, but he hadn't been planning to get near any monsters at all.

He's scared but protecting the village is their job and he is planning to do it with no one getting hurt.

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irrationally: (there is another shore)

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[personal profile] irrationally 2020-05-10 04:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh god. This is the part where Alice has to look like she's not super awkward about what he's asking from her, huh. And it's not even the burn scars - no, the awkwardness already creeps up on her the moment she realises he's asking her about the zipper. That's way too close to touching someone else's skin, no thanks.

But then she does notice the burn marks. And somehow that is the part that does keep her from just plainly refusing to do anything. Thankfully she manages to mask most of the awkwardness behind her pokerface.

"Sure. Just don't move." She reaches out, being so careful to touch absolutely nothing but the zipper as she starts to pull it up. Probably better to try and make some idle chitchat to keep this from being too awkward, but Alice is just.. so bad at that... Thankfully she remembers talking to him before.

"So, did you end up getting help with learning how to fight?"
swansongs: (That I should really stick)

[personal profile] swansongs 2020-05-11 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
If he'd had any idea of how uncomfortable it made her feel, he totally would have asked someone else. But he remained completely oblivious. At least when he was told not to move, he held perfectly still, even if the urge to fidget was strong.

"Thanks."

It took him a moment to place her and remember that they'd talked before, but when he did he perked up a little. "Um. Not yet, still working on it." Honestly, he'd forgotten to ask anyone. Maybe after this mission he'd remember, maybe ask on the internet or whatever the terminals around the train were connected to.
irrationally: (and what is clear to see)

[personal profile] irrationally 2020-05-12 08:14 am (UTC)(link)
"You're practically asking to get eating by some sea creature."

Not.. exactly the most reassuring thing to tell someone right before heading off on a mission, Alice.. But she's not exactly great at this whole social interactions thing. Or being particularly delicate.

She finishes zipping him up.

"Are you really going out there without knowing how to defend yourself?"

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Blue team part 2

[personal profile] nobodys_puppet 2020-05-12 06:33 am (UTC)(link)
Xion had been looking for her friends during combat, but in the brief breaks between she had been gathering shells. So she had been leaned over to pick one up as she heard someone scream that they had a problem. She shoved the shell into her pocket as she rushed towards the person yelling. In her other hand a comically large key appeared with a flash of light. She saw, as she ran, that whoever it was was backing the monster off with a torch. She could have used a fire spell, but they were exhausting her, which meant that it might be putting Roxas in danger when she used them. So rather than rely on her magic she charged in, moving the Keyblade to a two handed grip as she brought it across the monster's side as if it were an actual sword. It mostly was just a surprisingly effective blunt force weapon to things that weren't heartless, given she wasn't channeling power through it at the moment.

But given how the weapon looked and how tiny she looked, it was still impressive. She was used to fighting monsters back home, and sometimes she didn't even have her Keyblade, just a stick. So as exhausted as she was becoming, she could do this. What she wasn't counting on, was the other person helping. She didn't expect it. She expected him to leave, possibly dropping the torch...

Xion was tiny, but she was also nimble. Her long black coat flapped as she dodged and rolled and lined herself up for a second charge. Her heeled boots found traction in the sand, and her black hood - up to conceal all but the point of her chin - didn't actually seem to impair her ability to see what she was doing.

The only real nod to her being from the train at all was a makeshift blue sash around her waist that was stained and somewhat ratty from the fighting she'd already been doing.
swansongs: (Let's face it I blew it you waited)

[personal profile] swansongs 2020-05-13 07:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Alright, it wasn't every day you were saved by a mysterious hooded figure, but Dyme was going to take help where he could get it, no complaints, no questions. He was also totally not leaving this person to fight on their own, even if they were clearly way better at it than Dyme was.

Besides that, the torch seemed to be helping a lot, despite his lack of fighting knowledge. He could still swing, and he had a decent amount of muscle, so. He was just disappointed that when he smacked the creature with the torch, the whole thing didn't go up in flames. Figured--it was still wet from the ocean. He'd probably have to hold the torch up to it for a while and uh, that wasn't going to happen right now.

In fact, it was all he could do to dive out of the way when the monster took a swing at him, almost getting a mouth full of sand in the process. Apparently, he'd just made it angry, even if it didn't come at him again, probably because he still had the torch nearby.
nobodys_puppet: (Fighting A Losing Battle)

[personal profile] nobodys_puppet 2020-05-15 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
She wanted to yell at the Somebody to stay out of the way so he didn't get hurt, but yelling at a Somebody.... That was still in the scared-she'll-get-in trouble side of things. So she tried to finish the monster off faster, if she could. Magic would do it, she was sure, but she didn't want to drain Roxas. So she was mostly focused on bashing the thing with the Keyblade....

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sell_tickets: (Managed!)

Prep

[personal profile] sell_tickets 2020-05-12 07:13 am (UTC)(link)
Khary, still chuckling over the suits nodded and came over. "Sure," he said. He came around behind the other man and his smile vanished as he saw the scars. They weren't like Grey's scars. He had heard about them, but not seen them. But he knew how Grey had felt about them, and how much more at ease he had felt when Lucivar and the others learned about them and accepted them as part of the man. He knew that to Grey those scars were no longer a mark of shame, but a badge of courage.

So he would do the same for this man. He zipped the suit, careful of the scars, using some Craft to help so that he didn't accidentally lean or press. "There you go," he said, making his voice bright and cheerful again. "All done." If the man could sense psychic scents, he would be aware that Khary's now had determination and concern, but no pity. Pity always did more harm than good, and he refused to feel it. Compassion was different, and that he felt. Often. Even when he covered it with laughter.
swansongs: (That I should really stick)

[personal profile] swansongs 2020-05-13 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Dyme, being bland and normal, didn't sense a thing, but he was grateful for the help. He knew no one had to help him, and he probably would've eventually got the zipper on his own after some awkward flailing about to grab it, but the fact that someone actually did help made him glad.

"Thanks," he said, smiling. "I had it at first, then it just kinda slipped outta my hand." He didn't know how people were supposed to do this on their own. Maybe most people were just better coordinated than him.
sell_tickets: (After A Swim)

[personal profile] sell_tickets 2020-05-15 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
He chuckled a bit. "Back home I have help when I need it. Here I just used magic."

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[personal profile] draconite 2020-05-12 01:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Almost immediately upon hearing his cry, Bryn comes charging down onto the beach. All she has to fight with is the spear she uh "borrowed" from their last mission, but what's more important than her weaponry is just how damn eager she is to get into a fight. ]

I'm here, I'm here! Please, don't start the fun without me!

[ She's... so excited... ]
swansongs: (Let's face it I blew it you waited)

[personal profile] swansongs 2020-05-13 08:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hey, a spear was definitely better than nothing, and Dyme was relieved to see someone with an actual weapon. Not that a torch wasn't a weapon, too, it just felt like you had to get a little more, uh, up close and personal with it than he would've liked.]

Fun? I'm not sure this is fun. But I'll appreciate any help I can get.
draconite: (excited | why pretend that it isn't true)

[personal profile] draconite 2020-05-14 03:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Unbelievably, she has the audacity to giggle. ]

If I strike it with my spear as a distraction, do you think you might be able to charge with the fire? I'm certain that'll do a better job of driving it back!

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Sounds good to me!

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[personal profile] hotheadwarmheart 2020-05-13 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
The creature might not be intimidated by Dyme's attempt at bravado, but a large, spiked chakram coming spinning through the air to hit it smack in its ugly face before returning to the hand of its owner? That might be a different story. Especially when said owner had another, identical chakram in his other hand and seemed perfectly ready to use both of them.

"Need a hand?", Lea called out. "Or better yet, two?" He indicated his twin chakrams with a smirk, though he always kept one eye on the creature.
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[personal profile] swansongs 2020-05-13 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
With a yelp, he stepped back a little. Not because the chakram had actually come anywhere close to him, but just because he hadn't been expecting it. He held the torch in both hands kind of like he was planning on using it like a baseball bat, and honestly, maybe he was. Maybe it would make the monster think twice. Maybe not as well that chakram did, though.

"I would love a hand," he said. "Especially since, uh, I'm not...the best fighter." But he would still do his best.
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[personal profile] hotheadwarmheart 2020-05-14 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Well then, just stand back and watch me work," Lea said with a fierce grin. Another chakram was hurled at the creature leaving a large gash along its side. The injured creature turned to face what it perceived as the greater threat, giving a gurgling growl.

Though the shift of the creature's attention seemed to give Lea an idea. "Or better yet," he called, "how good are you at being distracting? If we can confuse our fishy friend here enough, it might be easier to take down."

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