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Endgame Log: The City
Who: The characters within Hadriel
What: The event log for the Null attack
Where: All over the city (and possibly outside)
When: June 15th
Warnings: None
What: The event log for the Null attack
Where: All over the city (and possibly outside)
When: June 15th
Warnings: None
The battle has been going on for awhile now, but this is when things really begin to kick into overdrive. The Null's primary target is the Door, but their secondary targets are all the god temples - particularly Hope's. It's time to fight, because if you don't, everything is going to end here and now.
Whether you're defending the Door, defending a temple, or finding some other way to fight or offer support to the fighters, you'd better be ready to go all out. The Null certainly are. Their forces seem almost infinite, especially with the way they can drag the remains of Null bodies from the field and repair and reanimate them. But then, that's true for you, too, as Hope flickers around each battlefield throughout the city resurrecting people nearly the moment they fall.
All the gods are fighting at your side. Some will fall, sending currents of emotion through the warriors on both sides, while others will fight on. It may seem like this battle will last forever, but there is an end - when the Null all begin to crumple, the life going out of them, signaling that the killswitch has been activated.
Then it's just you, and the living injured, and the city in ruins. But you've won, no matter what the cost!► This log covers June 15th
► Please tag headers of threads with content warnings where they apply
► All deaths will be resurrected near-instantly, though after awhile things may begin going wrong...
taako | door defense | ota
[And here they are again. The apocalypse. Taako's getting pretty fucking tired of this, by this point.
Most people live through the end of the world maybe once, but Taako's lived through it over a hundred times, and this one's no different. It's an endurance test to the nines, a push that never stops, a grind that doesn't end. When the Null came in first he didn't think this was really any kind of ending; he's faced so much, what was a few fucking robots?
That changed pretty quickly when they ran him through and then murdered his boyfriend. So sure, maybe he's got a horse in this race, even if he'd be loathe to admit it.
The name of the game here, though, is to limit exposure, keep them on their toes, and count his slots damn carefully. When too many of them come forward, he'll bust something big with a burning wall of fire, wrapping it around and rerouting to others who can pick them off. If you look like you're in a bad spot, you might even find yourself shielded or a single attack blocked. But the most fun is probably when you may see a broken Null suddenly shudder to life on the ground, standing as Taako hollers from not far off.]
Hey! Don't hit that one! I've got it! This is gonna be some fantasy rock em sock em robots shit!
[Just because he's serious about this doesn't mean he isn't... well, exactly who he is here.]
ii. [later; hours 13-24] we'll stay offline so no one gets hurt / hiding from the real world
[Alright, fuck, this is terrible. Taako has to pull back and take breaks every once in a while, trying to regain his spell slots as much as possible through meditation and pure force of will. It's very rare he's seen with any kind of wear and tear, but the amount of concentration it takes to do magic, resist the Door's everything, and not freak out under the pressure of his own brain is too much for him to think about much else. So at some point, he can be found tucked just outside the Coliseum, only as far as he needs to be, tucked into a corner with his palms pressing into his eyes as he mutters under his breath.]
Fuck, fuck these stupid robots, how long does this shit have to go, just, it's fine, it's fine, it's fine...
[He does not seem very fine.]
iii. [wildcard] we'll be the proud remainers / here 'til the morning breaks us
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