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Endgame Log: The Ice Planet
Who: The characters accompanying [Name] to the ice planet
What: The closed event log for the virus upload
Where: On the ice planet, at the Null communications array
When: June 15th
Warnings: None
What: The closed event log for the virus upload
Where: On the ice planet, at the Null communications array
When: June 15th
Warnings: None
It's time. There's a plan that needs to be put into motion, and you're the ones who volunteered to do it. You know going in that it's going to be dangerous - but there's no other choice. This is the end, and it's you or the Null.
Upon arrival, you have a little time to prepare. The Null don't know you're there at first, and once they do there's a delay of a few hours before they're in position to fight back. Now's the time to set up defenses or anything else that might help you stay alive. You have to know the fight will be hard, because they know their lives are on the line, too.
Then, the Null attack. With everything they have, they try to stop you, try to beat past your defenses to get to [Name] and stop it from uploading the killswitch. Fear helps out, and the sky goes dark, but it won't last forever. When Fear flees, that particular defense is gone... along with any chance of getting out of there. Here's where those without courage might break, because it certainly looks like it could be a last stand. It doesn't help that Hope can't reach you here either, that any deaths will not be resurrected during the battle.
But it does end. With very little warning, [Name] completes its task. It goes dark, and as it does, the other Null see their end coming. They cannot stop it, they cannot escape. They crumple to the ground, all consciousness and animation gone from them.
And then you're alone on the ice planet. Tend your wounds, mourn your dead, and hope that someone will come for you before the cold does.► This log covers June 15th
► Please tag headers of threads with content warnings where they apply
► As this log takes place away from Hope's influence, any deaths will not be resurrected until people and gods are able to travel to the ice planet again. Have fun!
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Can't say I've ever been shot with an arrow, but I think I'm gonna pass on adding that to my to-do list.
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I've been shot with many. And you are wise to avoid it. But truly, ten times?
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Yep, ten times!
[And then his spider sense goes off about a split second too late for him to react thanks to exhaustion, and he's blasted in the shoulder by a stray laser. He skids across the snow, quickly hopping back to his feet and dodging another laser.]
Just kidding, eleven times!
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and it's on the tip of her tongue to call out a warning, but the Null is just too fast. she takes a running start at it, then dives down, sliding through the snow and ice until she's safely behind it, delivering a flurry of blows]
--by the Maker! Do you need a moment to recover?
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[He's not fine, but there's no time to take a break with the whole endless army of killer robots thing. With a fresh hole in his shoulder, he's not going to be able to use that arm as much as he'd like. This might complicate things a bit, but at least for now he's still able to hold his own against the next little wave of murderbots that rolls in.]
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[there have been times when she has desperately wished for someone from home in a given circumstance and right now it's Wynne. Wynne's healing would be invaluable, she had an arsenal of spells at her disposal, and she was trained as an arcane warrior. she'd be the ideal ally to have in these circumstances]