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Soul Campaign Moderation Journal ([personal profile] soul_mods) wrote in [community profile] soul_logs2012-08-24 09:51 pm

[OPEN] Mission 155

Characters: Open to those who signed up here.
Location: An unmarked cavern system outside Death City.
Rating: Various.
Time: March 18th, sunrise.
Description: Shibusen agents brave underwater caverns to take out the first of three Madness emitters.

Missiongoers pile out of the mirrors early in the morning, just as the first hints of sun start to color the walls of the sandstone canyon red and purple; it'll be the last bits of real light they'll see for at least a few hours. The atmosphere is electric -- there're quite a few new (and old) arrivals who're eager to see some action, but just as many people who're feeling rather more apprehensive… And for good reason.

The only way to their destination is blocked by a few hundred yards of sunken tunnels. Luckily they've been provided with mouthpieces, breathing apparatuses with enough oxygen to last about ten minutes: more than enough time, provided that the guests don't lose their way in the dimly-lit, twisted caverns. It's as easy as following the person in front of them, right?

Upon emerging safely from the pool onto mostly-dry land, they'll find themselves in an immense cavern, illuminated by countless, blue fungi clinging to the walls and ceiling, looking like stars dotting a night sky. Already the first signs of the way Madness has been corrupting the wildlife are evident: the mushrooms exude strange spores that make some people's head pound the same way the increasingly noticeable Madness wavelength does.

As they travel further into the watery caves and explore its many branches, they'll begin to encounter creatures twisted by Madness: moles, snakes, beetles, centipedes, all grown to monstrous proportions, some with a venomous bite that quickly turns their victim feverish and delirious. The more daring fighters can easily dispatch those and delve even deeper, and it's near the source of the Madness, in the chamber housing the emitter itself, that they'll encounter the kishin eggs.

There're dozens of them-- eyeless, white, vaguely human-shaped things, but despite their blindness they have no problem finding their quarry, fighting with claws and exuding their own Madness wavelength. If the missiongoers can stand strong against the kishin eggs and the ever-present wavelength given off by the Madness emitter, Shibusen's specialists will have enough time to shut the machine down for good.


OOC NOTES.
- The event summary post containing all relevant links is located here.
- Make your own threads, but please indicate in your subject line [CHARACTER(S) | LOCATION | OPEN/CLOSED] and, if applicable, if you need a kishin egg NPC!
- The locations are the sunken tunnels, the medics area, the cave system, and the emitter chamber, but only the medics will have their designated sub-thread.
- If you have any further questions, the mod thread on the coordination post is here!
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[personal profile] heart_rhythm 2012-09-12 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
At the sounds of the emitter shutting down, Tifa began to pull back as well, looking back towards the caverns to see if anything could be seen. They'd done it, finally. Heaving a sigh of relief, she nodded back to his question, turning more to him.

"Yeah, sounds like they did it. We won this one."

Sitting back a little from him, she gazed over her meister with a concerned expression.

"It's was the water, wasn't it?"

She didn't know how to overcome something like that, a traumatic imprint on his memory that would probably rear its ugly head whenever they were were exposed to swimming and Madness. But at least they had the heads-up from this experience.
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[personal profile] topgun_textiles 2012-09-12 12:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"Things went bad in the Loch Ness. Guess I couldn't really get it outta my head..." He spoke, uncertain. She wanted to go back, get that kishin egg that nearly brought about her demise, and he did too. Kanji guessed he still had some fear of something going wrong again... but if today was any indication, he couldn't let this shit haunt him forever.

"But don't worry about it. Let's get the hell outta here." He needed- he needed to find her, just to be sure she was okay. He started to bring himself to his feet despite his limbs feeling like rubber, but nodded to Tifa. He was fine. He'll be okay.
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[personal profile] heart_rhythm 2012-09-14 06:21 am (UTC)(link)
Despite his reassurance, she helped him to his feet, feeling the ache in her own muscles as well. She'd helped him along this much, there was no sense in dropping the ball now.

"The mirror should be close by."

There was a pause as she walked slowly along with him, the cold air beginning to prick their soaked skin.

"You'll get through it. I know you can keep fighting it."

It was quiet encouragement, all she could muster for the time being. If he wanted to talk about it more later, he would. If not, it wasn't something she'd push unless it really seemed to become a problem.
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[personal profile] topgun_textiles 2012-09-14 04:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Part of him was more than a little relieved that the mirror was close. He was ready to get out of here and regroup, gather his marbles. Noticing their labored effort to reach the thing, Kanji poured in just a little more, pushing down that rubbery feeling in his body for both their sakes.

He focused straight ahead, that previous fear and panic coloring his face gone. He'd let himself succumb to Madness, again. While he was glad he hadn't severely beaten countless people this time around, this was still something he felt he would need to take some time to work on. He pondered speaking with Death the Kid about some sort of defense.

"I told Shibusen I'd fight for 'em, and that's what I'm gonna keep doin'. This shit ain't gonna repeat itself," he assured mostly himself through grit teeth.

But that flash of guilt over letting the Emitter find an opening quickly died down. When they reached the mirror, he turned his eyes to his partner, his expression softened.

"...Hey. Thanks for puttin' my head on straight."
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[personal profile] heart_rhythm 2012-09-16 06:41 am (UTC)(link)
Tifa looked up at him, watching him with a searching expression before she smiled softly.

"Don't mention it," she nodded at him, raising up a hand to affectionately brush back some of the wet hair that dripped around his face. It occurred to her how quickly people could get attached to each other here, how the situations they were forced into caused people to band together so closely. It was how she'd always known it: struggling together for survival, seeing each other's cores and true colors in the face of danger. It was familiar to her in a way that strangely made her feel more like home.

Her smile grew more warm as she realized all she would do for Kanji, to keep him safe and sane.

"You'd do the same for me."
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[personal profile] topgun_textiles 2012-09-16 02:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"I would," he replied with a nod. At first he didn't know how, even in the face of a Madness Emitter, Tifa didn't let this stuff get to her. But with every mission together, evenings spent shooting the shit about nothing at all, laughing over stories told from their respective jobs he knew now. Tifa was such a strong person who'd faced so much more than he had, and the courage that could be born from so much strife was never anything to sneeze at.

He wanted to get better at this. When the Madness wasn't toying with his memories, amplifying his greatest fears, it made a game out of his anger. Kanji will never be a calm, cool, and collected individual, but maybe he needed to be a little more courageous. Maybe he could take a page from her book, and do more than just get people to understand him as he'd promised to himself. Maybe... he had to understand himself a little better still, and by doing so have a better control over his temper, or shut away any cracks in his demeanor that these waves would happily worm their way into.

"I'm gonna see about talkin' to the Shinigami-sama about Madness. The next Emitter's gonna go down with style!" And a firm nod, before they stopped short of the mirror, waiting as others stepped through.

"You go on through. ...y-...y'mind if I hang out here for a little bit?" He asked quietly, with a meaningful glance. He didn't have to say why, did he?
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[personal profile] heart_rhythm 2012-09-18 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
Tifa's eyes darted back towards the caves at his glance. She felt a strain of concern at him going back by himself, even if the danger of the emitters had been taken out.

But this was his matter, and a private one at that. She understood well and nodded at him, meeting his gaze again.

"Be careful," and with a softer look, she tried to express that she was sure Naoto was okay.

Letting her hand fall to his arm, she gave it a familiar squeeze before pulling back from her meister and stepping over the the mirror. "See you back there, okay?"
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[personal profile] topgun_textiles 2012-09-18 05:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Kanji had no doubt that the detective was okay. It was more that he wanted the peace of mind, that extra reassurance than anything else. If he had to stand here in the caverns for an hour, his hand bleeding away, the spiking pain keeping his mind a little grounded, he'll do it.

He nodded with the reassuring contact on his arm. "Yeah. I'll see you later, Tifa."

The Meister straightened up and was a little pink, hitching his shoulder. "It's just, y'know, somethin' I gotta do. Kick the last of this Madness in the ass, yeah?