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driftfleet2017-10-16 06:59 pm
thespaceopera) wrote in driftfleet2017-10-16 06:59 pm
Entry tags:
- !event,
- !mingle,
- adalwolfe hawke,
- aerith gainsborough,
- alphinaud leveilleur,
- anders,
- anthony j. crowley,
- arthur kirkland,
- aurae "tempest" le paulmier,
- cloud strife,
- cogsworth,
- edna,
- edwin jarvis,
- felix gaeta,
- fenris,
- fie claussell,
- hunk,
- ignis scientia,
- james "sawyer" ford,
- jayden price,
- justice,
- kaname buccaneer,
- keith,
- lumiére,
- lunafreya nox fleuret,
- merlan margaret o'keefe,
- mikleo,
- natasha romanoff,
- noctis lucis caelum,
- okita souji,
- pavel chekov,
- sam winchester,
- shinji ikari,
- snow villiers,
- sokka,
- sorey,
- takeshi,
- tyrion lannister,
- vash the stampede,
- yuri katsuki,
- zack fair
it's gonna rain - and it never ends
[ It's midday, or close enough to it that the sun is blazing red hot above the planet. Everything seems ordinary - for disturbing, red-tinted values of ordinary, anyway. But the normalcy doesn't last for long.
Without warning, an explosive sound shocks through the jungle. It doesn't come from any one central point, but rather several points, scattered throughout, strategically placed to the advantage of someone. And from those massive shocks rises a wave of missiles - large, fast, and apparently, freely flying. They're guided, and they've locked onto their target: any foreign ship that is currently within Lato'li's atmosphere.
There's no way to mistake it. They're headed right for the Fleet.
The first wave feels a bit sporadic - timings might be off, but the missiles are still deadly, and if they hit, they hit hard. Shields might withstand this wave, but ships without shields will take direct hits. The ability to stay airborn is very, very quickly lost.
The second wave is much more precise, expertly timed and executed by whomever is firing from below. Even smaller shuttles get caught in the crosshairs, and those ships that lasted through the first volley will take a few more shots. If shields saved you before, they will fail here, giving out under the strain.
And the third wave comes, a little bit longer after, to finish the job. There are more of them, and they are far more advanced - they make the previous two volleys look like warning shots. This time, it's all missiles launched, all targets acquired.
Seven Fleet ships - and many, many shuttles - fall out of the sky, headed straight for the surface at alarming speed. Only four ships manage to escape the assault and exit the planet's atmosphere, retreating to orbit as fast as possible. Those lucky enough to have been in orbit can only watch as all of this happens.
But the missiles aren't the only thing up their sleeve. Just when the dust settles, while the network is surely lighting up with activity, attempts to contact one another and check on the status of fellow ships and crew, A loud, quick, terrible screeching noise shocks the network. It drowns out all communications on any connected devices - ship or personal. Ships in orbit will see all on-board systems flicker, then fizzle out, all non-emergency systems have gone completely down.
And with that.. there's silence. Perhaps too much silence. No matter what you do, no matter which buttons you press, which channels you try, there is no connection. Those who have dropped to the surface are entirely radio silent, and those in orbit have been reduced to the barest of abilities and life-support, with the bare minimum of contact.
So... What can you do now? ]
(( ooc: Feel free to use this post as a mingle for all your crashy or missile-dodgy needs!
• The following ships have been shot down: Bishop, Bloodsport, Blue Fish, Goldstone, Heron, Tourist, Twin Roses.
• The following ships are now in orbit: Blameless, Caprine, First Breath, Huntress, Iskaulit, Red Fish, Starstruck, Vanquish, Wonderduck
Good luck, Dear Fleet...~ ♪ ))
Without warning, an explosive sound shocks through the jungle. It doesn't come from any one central point, but rather several points, scattered throughout, strategically placed to the advantage of someone. And from those massive shocks rises a wave of missiles - large, fast, and apparently, freely flying. They're guided, and they've locked onto their target: any foreign ship that is currently within Lato'li's atmosphere.
There's no way to mistake it. They're headed right for the Fleet.
The first wave feels a bit sporadic - timings might be off, but the missiles are still deadly, and if they hit, they hit hard. Shields might withstand this wave, but ships without shields will take direct hits. The ability to stay airborn is very, very quickly lost.
The second wave is much more precise, expertly timed and executed by whomever is firing from below. Even smaller shuttles get caught in the crosshairs, and those ships that lasted through the first volley will take a few more shots. If shields saved you before, they will fail here, giving out under the strain.
And the third wave comes, a little bit longer after, to finish the job. There are more of them, and they are far more advanced - they make the previous two volleys look like warning shots. This time, it's all missiles launched, all targets acquired.
Seven Fleet ships - and many, many shuttles - fall out of the sky, headed straight for the surface at alarming speed. Only four ships manage to escape the assault and exit the planet's atmosphere, retreating to orbit as fast as possible. Those lucky enough to have been in orbit can only watch as all of this happens.
But the missiles aren't the only thing up their sleeve. Just when the dust settles, while the network is surely lighting up with activity, attempts to contact one another and check on the status of fellow ships and crew, A loud, quick, terrible screeching noise shocks the network. It drowns out all communications on any connected devices - ship or personal. Ships in orbit will see all on-board systems flicker, then fizzle out, all non-emergency systems have gone completely down.
And with that.. there's silence. Perhaps too much silence. No matter what you do, no matter which buttons you press, which channels you try, there is no connection. Those who have dropped to the surface are entirely radio silent, and those in orbit have been reduced to the barest of abilities and life-support, with the bare minimum of contact.
So... What can you do now? ]
(( ooc: Feel free to use this post as a mingle for all your crashy or missile-dodgy needs!
• The following ships have been shot down: Bishop, Bloodsport, Blue Fish, Goldstone, Heron, Tourist, Twin Roses.
• The following ships are now in orbit: Blameless, Caprine, First Breath, Huntress, Iskaulit, Red Fish, Starstruck, Vanquish, Wonderduck
Good luck, Dear Fleet...~ ♪ ))
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And then the first volley hits and the ship veers, lurching as it tries to dodge the attack. Saizou squeals and Okita grabs him, rolling off his bed, tucking the piglet into his chest as the ship rolls and lurches, banging into furniture and walls, careening into the ceiling as they begin to fall. He blacks out for awhile and when he wakes up, it's because of Saizou licking a wound on his forehead.
Extricating himself from the mess of his room, he pulls himself to his feet, finds his sword and stumbles into the hall after telling his pet to stay behind. The first thing he hears is one of the new crew calling and he picks his way through the debris toward him. The gravity is natural, the smell of smoke in the air, cargo and personal belongings strewn everywhere.]
Hello? Hello, where are you?
no subject
I'm in the hall! Just outside the... [Oh, gods, the lab is wrecked from what he can see out here. Things turned over, broken glass everywhere. He swallows thickly and yells back down the hall.] The lab! Are you trapped?