NIGHTMARE PLOT: BATTLE LOG

[these_balls]

Who: Nightmare Plot participants!
Where: THE BASEMENT (dun dun dunnnnn)
When: Wednesday, October 30
Summary: IT'S NOT CHERNOBOG. But you still have to fight it.
Rating: PG-13 in general; please mark threads that go higher accordingly!
Log:





YOU ARE HERE. IT LOOKS LIKE THIS. YOU'RE FIGHTING THIS. (IT'S NOT CHERNOBOG.)

ALSO, MOOD MUSIC.


KEY:

• RED areas are inaccessible regions! This time, characters have a little less discretion in what they perceive as the reason for the inaccessibility; it'll either be something like a broken or crumbling wall, a locked door, an archway overgrown with dangerous-looking vines, thick fog, or something else of that nature!

• The GREEN area is the set of stairs you used to get down here in the first place! Again, this is here so you know where your starting point is in relation to everything else.

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☆ THE NUMBER TO MEET OR BEAT IS 55 PARTICIPANTS ☆.

REMEMBER: IF YOUR CHARACTER DOES NOT POST TO THE BOSSFIGHT LOG AT LEAST ONCE
(AS A TOP-LEVEL COMMENT OR IN RESPONSE TO SOMEONE ELSE'S TOP-LEVEL COMMENT)
BEFORE 7:00 AM EST on OCTOBER 31, THEY WILL NOT COUNT TOWARD THE 55-PARTICIPANT GOAL!

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Comments

[sadisticwarfare]

[..............................

kimblee are we seriously running away]

...You're right. Let the others take care of it. They can throw their lives away trying to be heroes.

[Archer tightens his grip on Kimblee's hand and follows him as closely as he can. This isn't his ideal way of dealing with things, but Kimblee does have a point. He doesn't need his subordinate fainting while trying to use his alchemy or anything like that.]

[explosivecombat]

[shut up shut up shut up yes we are running away, does he look like some sort of shounen hero to you]

My thoughts exactly, Archer.

[Once they've hit the ground, Kimblee is quick to set off a blast one-handed, pressing the stone into that array on his palm as he does so; it takes him a moment to keep moving, but he's cleared a decent amount of space around them for the time being.]

Don't you have any weapons? I don't know, a gun or something would be useful right about now.

[sadisticwarfare]

Of course it would be, but I don't--

[Archer reaches down to his belt to check out of habit; he's surprised when he finds a gun there. He stares at it blankly for a moment before drawing it and momentarily breaking his grip on Kimblee's hand to check and see if it's loaded. It is.]

I take that back, apparently I do have a weapon.

[He grabs Kimblee's hand again and fires off a shot into one of the closer minions, smirking as it hits its mark. He might not have had any practice in a long time, but he's still a pretty good shot.]

[explosivecombat]

[...OH FOR HELL'S SAKE HOW DO YOU MISS SOMETHING LIKE THAT]

...It would have been nice if you'd found that out earlier, you know, but at least we know now; it'll spare me some work.

[sadisticwarfare]

[HEY IT DEFINITELY WASN'T THERE AT THE BEGINNING OF THE FIGHT SHUT UP]

I have your back, Kimblee. Don't worry about it.

[explosivecombat]

[And if now were a time for overthinking, this would likely be the point at which Kimblee would realize how strange it is to hear something like that; he's used to fighting alone, and even when he had bodyguards they were really nothing more than human shields - certainly useful, but nothing that he could consider himself to be fighting alongside. Even when proper soldiers had been offered to him, he had always down their offers of assistance; hearing this sort of thing from Archer and, more importantly, actually being able to accept it, is a new experience, really.

It would be a lovely realization to have, really, if a bit mind-boggling; however, it's something he's going to have to think about later, as now is going to be dedicated to getting the hell over to those stairs they came down thank you very much.]

I know you do; I trust you on it. Just make sure that trust isn't ill-founded.

[sadisticwarfare]

[Likewise, if Archer had the time to reflect on it, he would realize that this is the first time he's ever sincerely offered anyone his help. It's the first time he's really been able to, especially in a combat situation like this. He wouldn't do it for anyone else.

But for the time being he's busy clearing the way of minions so they can get up those stairs and back to safety.]

You don't need to worry about that either. I'm still a damn good shot.

[explosivecombat]

...You are, actually; it's fortunate that you have the weapon, really, since I couldn't hit the broad side of a -

[...shit, his coordination is not good right now, catlike grace let me tell you

He stumbles a bit but manages to keep moving; come on, Archer, almost there.]

...at any rate, that door had best be unlocked up there...

[sadisticwarfare]

[Archer fires off another shot before approaching the door, grasping the knob and twisting it with the expectation that it will open.

It doesn't move.]

Shit.

[You had to jinx it, didn't you, Kimblee?]

It won't open. Can you blow it up?