EVENT: HERE THERE BE MONSTERS

[initiatesnpc]

Date & Time: October 24 - October 31
Location: Throughout Exsilium
Characters: ALL; tag yourselves in
Summary: The Transports return from their mission to find the island crawling with monsters.
Warnings: Violence, possibly injuries (notify a mod if there's cause to add a particular warning!)

The Transports return from their mission to Medieval Russia, but the Initiative Hold is eerily deserted. Normally, their would be a number of Initiative personnel prepared to meet the Transports at the end of their mission for debriefing.

Instead, there is only silence.

That is, until a distant thumping sound can be heard. It is growing closer, and suddenly the beast is bursting into the room. It lets out a roar and charges. Within minutes, it is easily defeated, but damage has already been done -- it collided with the Transporter machine, which is now making a low fizzling sound and lets off a couple sparks. The commotion is enough to draw the attention of the few remaining Initiative personnel who still inhabit the Hold, who arrive immediately afterwards. They are able to tell the Transports two things: that the machine is broken and currently unable to sent anyone back in time, and that the island has been overrun with aggressive, mutated beasts sent by the United Earth. They have been under siege for months, with the island's population reduced to a mere fraction of what it had once been.

Comments

open!!

[paracosmic]

[she's getting sick of this. sick of the fighting, sick of the killing, and sick of not being able to get out of it. baby doesn't mind fighting for her life -- it was necessary -- but this was too much.

she hasn't been out by the perimeter yet, but she definitely will be. for now, she's just ... thinking. thinking about how much more it'll take before the initiative tells them to stop, or tells them they no longer have to continue these wretched missions that give them nothing except for their lives. it was exhausting.

she lost her appetite long ago, so she's wandering about the safe zone, contemplating just when she should go and fight.]

[selfloyalty]

[Anora has found herself growing terribly weary of the constant fighting as well. Mostly because it meant she is stuck sitting on the sidelines twiddling her thumbs, unable to do much of anything. She had been able to exercise some of her skills during their last mission, but here?

She has to sit and wait and pray that the monsters don't somehow make it into this supposed safe zone.

She too is wandering, tired of sitting around and waiting, and she notes a young girl looking exhausted doing the same. She feels some sympathy for the girl, and tired of the quiet, she speaks up, pausing from her pacing.]

Finding it hard to stay settled as well?

[paracosmic]

Yes. I don't know how long the Initiative wants us to go on for. Not just this mission, but the others, too. They don't tell us much.

[she sighs, glancing to the ground for a moment before looking to anora. she hadn't met the woman before, but she seemed nice, waiting for this mission to be over just as she was.]

[deadlier]

[ hanna's footsteps are almost silent -- it's not that she means to sneak up on babydoll, she's just light on her feet, efficient and quick, by nature. it comes automatically to her after so many years of training. was she ever childishly awkward in her own skin, growing limbs difficult to control, that phase was short; to survive in the woods in northern finland, she had to learn quickly, adapt even quicker. erik could not build their home all by himself, couldn't hunt and keep them fed and warm and safe from predators without hanna's help, even though she was incredibly young at the time.

adapting has always kept her alive, and to be loud isn't useful to anyone, just something that'll hold you back or even get you killed. so hanna shed that weakness early on. ]

Do you think our combined efforts will be enough? [ to take down the monsters. win this fight. ]