The Exploration - Log One

[coniurati]

Who: The Exploration team!
Where: Shores of Discedo
When: April 13-19th (Dates labeled in comments; please keep to the appropriate date. Backtagging is okay if you think of something later!)
Rating: Up to R
Summary: Adventure timeeee!!!
The Log:

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Posts so far
Part I (Sign ups) | Part II (April 13-20th) | Part III (Roles) | Part IV (April 21-24th)
Log 1 (April 13-19th) | Log 2 (April 20-24th)

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April 19th

[coniurati]

((Note: There will be a later comment for the evening raid; comment to it if you want to battle.))

Evening

[noceo]

[ The urge is too much. As the campsite settles down for the evening, the trees are silent.

Finally, the marauders come out of hiding, armed, angry, and screaming their battle cry. ]

[dewebbed]

[ Well, crap.

Jack isn't a good fighter when it comes to somebody else armed- if not he could hit them with something, but this seems to be different. These guys are deadly.

Jack takes off to one of the cottages, fast as his feet can carry him. He'll try to find something that can pass as a weapon there, but he hasn't arrived yet ]

[ ooc: Jack will die by the end of this first raid! if anybody else wants to hijack this thread go right ahead (see what I did there) ]

[noceo]

[ There aren't too many of them, but two can branch off after Jack, just a little slower than him. ]

[dewebbed]

[ Yeah, he sees them, and is mumbling "crap crap crap" under his breath along with it.

So thank god hey are slower- he gets into one of the cottages and slams the door behind him, panting. After a second, he scrambles to lock it. ]

[noceo]

[ Scratch.



Scratch.




S c r a t c h. Blood spews from their finger tips.

A moment of silence. ]

[dewebbed]

[ HAHA SUCK IT NOCEO, STOPPED BY A DOOR Inside, Jack runs to find something to defend himself- and ends up with an old broom. He's looking around for something better- but that may take a minute or two. ]

[noceo]

[ Jack doesn't even half half a minute. There's a sudden bash against the door and hte door splinters in--wood rot is a wonderful thing. It bursts open then, the pair pushing through desperately. ]

[dewebbed]

[ He's run upstairs when he hears the door falling- he hasn't found anything new, so he just clutches the broom and runs into a hall closet, quickly slipping the door shut. He's half-thinking "this probably never works in real life", but what else can he do? ]

[noceo]

[ Probably not Jack's best idea. There's enough crashing downstairs to indicate that they're after him. One downstairs, the other coming upstairs.

Heavy, strained breathing enters the room. ]

[dewebbed]

[ Crap crap crap crap.

Jack stays very still inside the closet, but the intruder may hear him suck in a breath as quietly as he can and hold it. ]

[noceo]

[ The room falls silent. Give it a moment. He's readying his attack. Too bad all that wood rot won't protect Jack from this one.

The pole juts through, impaling Jack in the chest. ]

Re: Evening

[schrodingersghost]

[Finally, something normal. Danny had been getting antsy with the lack of surprise attacks in this world. He phases through his blanket, transforms as he rolls to his feet and charges toward the marauders.]

Re: Evening

[noceo]

[ The marauders charge forward still, unflinching. One attempts to swing a stick at Danny--lot of good that will do him. ]

Re: Evening

[schrodingersghost]

[Yeah.. nice try. Danny ducks and sends forth a blast of ice energy.]

Re: Evening

[noceo]

[ The marauder flies back. He's out of the fight, but another one takes a swing with a metal pipe. ]

Re: Evening

[schrodingersghost]

He slides under the pin and lashes out at him with a ectoplasm laced punch.

Re: Evening

[noceo]

[ Down for the count! In fact, looks like there aren't enough for them to retaliate more. They scramble away. ]