Other Worlds: V 2.0

[initiates]

Date & Time: May 21st, beginning at 0900.
Location: The Initiative Hold and all throughout Elmer's world
Characters: Anyone participating in the fighting, anyone staying behind.
Summary: Elmer's world is fought for and lost.
Warnings: Violence, death.

They reopen the portal at 0900, May 21st. The first scientist who stepped through was killed within thirty seconds; the rest who followed made it back through to Exsilium, albeit not unscathed. The portal was shut again by a panicked operator, although a second operator knew to keep the coordinates locked.

Within ten minutes, the alert had been sent out. There's no time to wait for the Transports to gather en masse; as soon as they have a sizable enough force to stand a chance at fighting through and clearing their gateway's location, the door is opened again.

Immediately inside the door is a desolate, grim scene. What had previously been the coast of Japan is now scorched earth, blasted sand, and little else. As the first point of contact for this world, it has undoubtedly suffered the worst. Here, the UE didn't stop at governments, financial centers, and capitols — the UE destroyed everything in sight. There are enough UE soldiers remaining in the broken country to give the Transports a difficult battle, although by now the bulk of their forces have moved on.

The Initiative will soon realize the necessity of opening more gateways, just as the UE had done. Transports will be deployed to London, Berlin, Paris, DC Washington, Moscow, Beijing, New York City, Hong Kong, Madrid. Through each of these windows, the destruction is staggering. Buildings are more husks than structures, everything that can burn is alight, and the death toll is off the charts. Blackened bodies seem to line every street, while pieces litter the ground among the rubble. There's no doubt that the UE has no need of the people of this world. They're after resources only, and anything and anyone already here is to be removed.

You can find UE soldiers everywhere. They move in coordinated squadrons of 20, and each of them carries a small arsenal. Even without their incredibly advanced and destructive weaponry, they're fearfully formidable. Each soldier, while still only human, is a genetically perfect clone, further enhanced by technological implants. They're all highly trained in physical combat. Even if you can disarm one of them, don't count on close-range attacks being any easier to handle. They've brought along cannons, small flying craft, and lightweight tanks. Each of these is the top of the line in terms of technology, geared toward destroying as much as it can, as quickly as it can. The United Earth is here to destroy, and they won't stop to wonder why their targets go from being civilians and scrambling, off-guard, comparatively primitive militaries, to trained and powered Transports.

For anyone staying at home, they'll find that any Initiative presence has withdrawn fully to the Hold. All Initiative employees are needed, and most of them in the med bays. The majority of the Initiative focus is on recalling and resurrecting fallen Transports, but attention is still needed for the living-but-wounded. Any Transports who stay in Exsilium and offer their help will have it immediately accepted; they'll be put to work in the medical wings, runnings supplies, or simply set at a machine and told to keep an eye on the numbers: Transport vitals, UE movements, and maps upon maps of changing statistics and colors.

At 1500, the Initiative will recall all Transport soldiers back to Exsilium and seal shut the gateway. The UE numbers are too great, their soldiers too powerful, and Elmer's world is lost.

Comments

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[wilder]

[A - Gateways uh I haven't picked one]

[As much as Zelos would love to help fight against the UE, it was clear that this mission seemed to need as many healers as possible. Since he was one that could defend himself as well, he volunteered to go. And there he is and instead of confronting the troops of the UE, he's instead seeking out wounded. Initiative troops, transports, survivors of this world- anyone that doesn't have the UE uniform. Sometimes he'll use healing magic, other times he'll help drag them out of harm's way (if there is such a thing) until they can be sent them back to the Hold.]

[When you find him, he's just reached someone. Maybe it's you, maybe it's someone else and he needs a guard. Since really, the UE probably wouldn't mind targeting a healer or two]

[B - The Hold]

[Eventually his magic will start to run low and he'll have to withdraw himself before he becomes at risk. He's still helping out with the wounded there though, albeit using bandages and following medic orders than magic unless necessary. ]

[At some point, he'll mutter to himself while taking a breather]

Man, they just keep coming...

B

[allsongs]

[a hand settles on his shoulder.

Simmaeri, standing behind him, waits for his attention, eyes focused and searching.]

[wilder]

[He'll freeze when he feels a hand on his shoulder, but quickly go to who is it. And more importantly, if they have any injuries]

Yeah?

[allsongs]

[she squints the second she gets a look at his face.]

You are tired.

[wilder]

[you know, if this wasn't a horrific medical area from battlefields, he'd so be noticing how cute she is]

[Oh who is he kidding he's noticing it anyway]

Heh...isn't everyone?

[allsongs]

[he is quite welcome to notice while his personal space is being invaded without invite: Simmaeri's hand moves from his shoulder to cup his chin, turn and tilt it as she inspects. face, ear, neck...

she lets go, looking him up and down. blood? injury? seems to be more dust and stains than that...

she glances up to his face:] No wounds?

A

[poorlycopingstrategist]

[A guy and a blue mechanical T. rex scramble up alongside, peering over an outcropping of rubble that's partially blocking Zelos and the person he's currently tending to. Said guy is clutching a big honking gun and muttering under his breath; it soon becomes apparent that he's issuing instructions to the dinobot accompanying him.]

Geno, Glitterdust. Refresh every ten seconds and lemme know if anything comes within range. Long-range pulse lasers and e-shield on standby.

[He spares a glance at Zelos then.] How're you holding up here?

[wilder]

[A dinobot...well okay, that's probably one of the weirdest things he's seen today, but considering he's protecting him he's not about to complain. Right now, he's focusing on an Initiative troop, possibly one of their newer recruits if their young age says anything]

Guys's got some bad burns, it'll take time. How much do you think you can give me?

[poorlycopingstrategist]

Worst comes to worst, her e-shield can cover you for ten, fifteen minutes under moderate fire. [He glances behind him for a moment at the injured soldier but hurriedly turns away again - whether because he's keeping his eyes peeled for UE troops or just can't stomach the sight of the victim's wounds is open to interpretation.] How much time do you think you're gonna need?

[wilder]

Ten minutes should work.

[If he works fast anyway. He won't particularly notice the guy's squeamish looks since he's focused on the patient. He'll take the chance to start trying to get the debris off the poor guy's injuries. ]

[Meanwhile? There sure are some UE troops coming into the area again]

A

[skirtcladgunner]

[Tori is more than happy to watch Zelos' back and be a guard while he heals someone else. This entire thing makes her sick. Bit by bit, she's beginning to realize just what this situation means. All of this... it's horrible, and seeing it up close in personal makes it all kinds of worse. It makes her incredibly upset--

But it also makes her incredibly angry. Tori is enraged by all of this, and why wouldn't she be? Who knows how many innocent people have died now, and for what?! Now that she realizes how ruthless the enemy is, she's determined to help out anyone she can--even if she has a feeling she could easily be outpowered. Even if she's scared. She has to try.

And that includes making sure healers can do whatever they can for those who are injured. She's on guard, both guns out just in case. She says nothing to Zelos. She just keeps herself focused, and hopes that all of the training she's done in the last week will pay off. Ever since realizing how much she's been slacking, she's been working on making up for it.]

[wilder]

[Pissed or not, Zelos is glad for the protection. As much as he likes being fully independent, he knows being a healer? Kinda makes you a sitting duck with a target sign on it. ]

[Right now, his patient is a woman, possibly one of the survivors of this world. She seems to be fading from her wounds though, much to Zelos's dislike]

Dammit- no! Stay with me!

[He starts trying to perform CPR on the woman, attempting to get that breathing back]

[skirtcladgunner]

[Tori tenses up a little as she watches Zelos' efforts, likely futile ones. She's watching over someone who is trying to save a life, and it doesn't look like he'll succeed. It fuels the fire within her, the desire to see them pay for this.

As she looks around, making sure they aren't about to be ambushed, tears threaten to spill from her eyes. She forces them back--there will be time to cry later, when they're back at the hold. For now, she has to stay strong and focused. She looks back to Zelos, then ahead of him, keeping her senses tuned to their surroundings, doing her best to keep them safe.

Those bastards...]

[wilder]

[he meanwhile keeps trying. Pushing on the chest, giving mouth to mouth- whatever it will take. There is a bit of a feverish desperation to it. He couldn't just let a person die on him]

[In fact he seems so preoccupied by this despite his enhanced senses? He doesn't even notice the UE troops that are trying to slip around the corner and take aim]

[skirtcladgunner]

[On the other hand, Tori does notice. Both guns go up within a second, rage filling every part of her body as she aims at two of them, firing. And she doesn't stop there--she continues to shoot at the others, quickly putting back one of her guns in its holster as she uses wind magic as an attempt to knock them off their feet. It's not enough magic to hurt her in return, fortunately. She takes that time to reload both guns, shooting at them again.

In the back of her mind, she somewhat realizes that she's not just trying aiming to make her shot count--she's aiming to kill, and while she isn't taking them down easily, she isn't exactly letting up either. The moment it looks like she needs to reload again, she's aiming another gust of wind at them.]

A

[fujibayashi]

[Sheena is exhausted. It's written clearly on her face and in the loose angles of her limbs. After a few brief flashes of red-- the meteor storm that Maxwell summons-- Sheena staggers and falls to her knees.]

There's so many of them...

[Her left arm is causing her trouble. She glances at it and winces, able to tell even from a glance that her elbow isn't supposed to bend that way. She sees some red hair, but it's probably not him. She'll just take a minute to recover. Or five.]

They weren't lying after all. Our world really is...

[wilder]

[Zelos had originally been with another patient, an initiative troop. He was getting so used to the fighters here having weird attacks he didn't even think twice about Maxwell's summon (he wouldn't recognize Maxwell anyway). Unfortunately his wounds had been too grave and Zelos's healing spells simply weren't enough.]

Dammit...

[He gets up. Sure, it's upsetting but he's seen enough death not to breakdown. Though seeing that glimpse of purple and pink fall to her knees? Sure, it doesn't take much to make him know who that is and fret. So he's so rushing over there]

Sheena?! What the hell happened?

[fujibayashi]

[She holds her arm carefully. Now that the rush of adrenaline is starting to fade, her vision is getting fuzzy at the edges. Damn, so she's that tired? It makes sense, but there's a wry twist in her lips that suggests she wants to keep fighting as long as possible.

It's Zelos' appearance at her side that gets her to snap out of it. She looks up at him, a little surprised. Shouldn't he be out fighting? But-- no, he's covered in blood. That's right. He's a medic.]

One of the soldiers grabbed me. I'm fine. [The words are calm, but her breathing isn't.] But they're beating us back too fast for reinforcements. I don't think we can keep this up much longer.

[wilder]

Like hell you're fine. [Zelos honestly didn't care all that much about his own life. He died here? They'd just resurrect him again, who cares. At least he'd be expecting it, so it'd hardly be traumatic this time around. It's partly why he volunteered to be one of the field medics. His own skin wasn't worth that much.]

[Sheena's on the other hand, wasn't one he felt the same way about. She wasn't allowed to die here]

I don't think we have reinforcements anyway. C'mon, lets get you outta here.

[fujibayashi]

[He is in no mood for her bullshit today. That surprises her too, and she lets out a wry little laugh, feeling strange and disconnected from the mayhem around her. She's too tired even for arguing.

Her grip on the world begins to slip, and she ends up sort of... tipping in his general direction.]

Ugh, hell. Sorry... need help getting up.

B

[devilsfruitdoctor]

[Ibin's been administering first aid in the Hold for hours now, and has done his fair share of rapping out frantic orders as he's been tending to two, three, or four people at once. Now he stops for just a moment.]

They do. If only we could persuade people not to run out there and be destroyed over and over.

[He's holding a cup of water, and offers it to Zelos.] Here. You've been a great help, but dehydration will sneak up on you when you're doing fifty things at once like we've had to.

[wilder]

That's not gonna happen, have you seen what it's like out there?

[No way people will stop trying. It's too hellish for them not to]

[But he'll take the cup, taking a drink] Thanks. I'd hate to lose my voice or something.

[devilsfruitdoctor]

I haven't, though so many injured-- and such severe injuries-- gives me some idea. Do you mean it's worse than it looks from here?

[wilder]

[He nods a little] Everything's burned or rubble, every street's covered in bodies or body parts...and no matter how much they fight off the UE, they just seem to keep coming.

Seen a lot of bad stuff, but nothing like that.

yessss, this exchange is exactly the missing link Ibin needed

[devilsfruitdoctor]

Everything? The UE troops are destroying this whole world?