{ GM ORP } Fear is Obsolete (PAGE 5!)

[Zoobey]

The summons to every single Hunter was almost immediate, a blaring amber light that lit up each hallway, dorm room, the entire facility blinking erratically. Several Hunters were already on their way out, grabbing a hold of only their essentials: their coat and what equipment they could spare.

The whispers however, more than filled the tension tenfold. The Horsemen, out of all things, even after this long. Something about an attack. The Alaska base, a loss of numbers, heavy damage, gossip about the apocalypse again, about the end of the world who knew where the facts ended and the theories began.

"Headsets!" A familiar voice, calling to them on the field. Mark, typing madly onto his laptop as he muttered to several Hunters something about keeping their grubby hands off his equipment and how only one at a time, and how they'll get a copy of the debriefing once he prints off more. For anyone lucky enough to find an actual copy of the debriefing it simply wrote:

Mission 205D

Class A mission:
Alaska base requests immediate backup and relief. Horsemen activity threatens to permanently shut down facilities. Weather conditions are very cold and dark, be sure to bring proper equipment and gear.

OOC

- All Hunters can arrive to get PREPARED. This is a pretty big PVP ORP that will be happening so make sure you're okay with suffering
- Two crowns will also be rolled in this event. If you are interested in participating in the Seven Kings event, now is a great chance to also get some fun prizes that will go towards that event, including a few bonus artifacts!

 

[Blade Kuroda]

Deryk was there as soon as he could arrive. The horsemen were causing even more trouble from the sounds of things. They were certainly being pretty damn active lately. Then again, considering all the things about 2012 being the end of the world... he shouldn't be surprised.

He grabbed a headset as he heard Mark shouting about it, and he managed to get a hold of the debrief.

They were attacking one of their bases? That.. was a pretty ballsy move..  

[Sosiqui]

The amber light flared over Madison as she prepared, grimly. First, her clothing - good boots, long underwear, everything needed for a cold-weather outing. Secondly, her loadout - runic bandages and her trap gun, though if the threat was Horsemen it was going to be less 'trapping' and more 'tangling up for easier killing'. It wasn't such a surprise to her - she'd seen the Horsemen in the Haunted House, and their freak friends in the Human World. And they'd seen her. Why should they stop now, when they had every reason to be royally pissed at the Hunters?

Sometimes, when she thought about the depth of fury and vengeance their own acts had doubtless inspired in their opponents, she felt fear... and yet they had won. What was happening now were the pointless flailings of an opponent that had already been downed. Dangerous, yes, but in the grand scheme of things - on the scale of the entire Human World - it was relatively harmless.

Relatively.

Light of another color flared as Madison summoned her weapon, the sword-belt settling around the thicker parka. After triple-checking, she nodded. She was ready to go...  

[Pixie Nyxie]

Dakota walked in as much as the other hunters did. Bundled and ready to get his cold on, oh how he hated the cold...so much cold.

"Yo Mark, I see your sitting on your a** again." He grinned as he took the headset and put it on, smiling. As a full hunter he was going in prepared. Very prepared this time.

"I'm ready." Chama was pulled out and at the front of the line. "I'm ready..."  

[Syusaki]

A temporarily stunned Wilson stumbled into the hallway. He rapidly blinked a few times as he tried not to let the flashing lights get to him. Allowing the flow of hunters carry him along, Wilson adjusted his goggles so they were carefully placed on top of his head. He often tried not to eavesdrop on side conversations, but when he was smack dab in the middle of a sea of people, it was impossible to ignore the gossip and theories being flung around. Wilson angled his head slightly as he heard murmurings of the Alaska base and horsemen and apocalypse. The horsemen bit didn’t surprise him, and he felt pretty confident that that piece, initially gossip or not, was true.

Then someone pushed him forward just as Mark yelled for headsets. He shook his head, then pulled down his goggles so he could obediently put on the headset. Eyebrow quirked, Wilson nudged Dakota in the side. “Are you, now?”

Nyxtsuki Moon

 

[kuropeco]

When Gale arrived, clad in a knee-length coat with fur trim around the wrists and lining the hood, he was not exactly certain how well this would pan out, all things considered. But hesitating - staying behind - had never been an option.

Especially not where the Horseman were concerned.

<< Well, it could be worse. >> Jinhai quipped as, with a small flash of white light, the rifle was summoned. Gale, with some difficulty, dug around in his pocket for the strap he had gotten, connected it to the weapon, and slung the whole thing diagonally over his neck and shoulders so that it lay heavily against his back. Not completely ideal, but it would have to work for now. << We could be dealing with a temper tantrum throwing leader again. >>

Been there, done that, Gale thought grimly, and tugged at the collar of his coat, grabbed a headset, and settled it over his hair.

<< Ready when you are, chief. >>  

[MoonKitsune]

Melvin had been putting some minipets in their cages right when the alarms went off. Luckily he only had two minipets to deal with, both of which dug their claws into his arms, and he shoved them into their tanks as quickly as he could. Moving with the other lifers who congested the hallways, he stepped out of the Life Labs and followed the rush out to where a group of techs and superiors were shouting about with some rather high class gear.

At the command to get a headset on, Melvin picked up one and, considering these were shared equipment, took out a wipe to clean the piece off before he set it on his head. From what little he heard, a base was being attacked, but he wasn't catching much else.  

[demon_pachabel]

She'd been getting a little bit rusty from getting back into her swing of things, so when the amber light suddenly flashed above her head Cassandra stared at it in shock for a few moments before she took a deep breath. Something was happening. She needed to roll with this and see just how out-of-the-game she'd gotten.

Which was just one of many reasons why Cass fell into the flow of hunters gathering to see what was going on. Talk about the Alaska base (yikes) and horsemen (double yikes. She was glad king conquest was dead)

Mark started shouting out something about headsets and Cass retrieved one, pulling her hood down for a moment to get the piece of equipment set into place before her hood went right back up again.  

[Toshihiko Two]

"Trying to get back one of their old lairs?" Harrison grumbled to Rep under his breath, not keen on anything labeled A-level, but...well. Threats were threats. They had to be dealt with.

Or, more usually, distracted while H dealt with them.

Harrison had on a Christmas sweater, boots, and his jacket- ratty, but wearable. He should have picked up some goggles earlier from the quartermaster. Fighting at night in a snowstorm. s**t.

He might end up doing some field paramedic-ing sooner than he thought. The grimness of the situation didn't escape him. A-level. Death tolls would be up. Last time, the Horsemen had laid waste to the base, took prisoners back to torture...nobody had been able to stop them. Last spring they'd lost and lost and lost until- until that explosion had come through. Just stalling for time.

Harrison gripped B0nez's handle nervously. He had his binoculars (he felt safer with them), his runic bandaid tin, and some basic non-magic s**t. Gauze. Some pain-killers. If he wanted a splint or had to scrape someone off the field, he'd have to improvise.

He got a headset. Adjusted it. Doublechecked his supplies. He knew from the chatter they were going somewhere cold. He assumed Antarctica.

"Hope that ******** squid doesn't show up. Or if it does, that it's got a taste for sons of bitches. All their relatives ended up 20 thousand leagues, sure would be nice if we could get them together for the holidays."  

[Carhop Cavalier]

Lex rushed out in not only his normal Hunter coat, but a hoode, sweater, and a thermal shirt. He was Nevada raised, and that meant heat. So when he heard that they'd be in Alaska? He pulled out as much cold weather clothes as he could and layered up.

<< Well, this is going to be Gods-Awful. >>

< Wow, that's encouraging. >

<< Shut up and grab a headset like the man who looks like your brother said. >>

< I don't have a- >

<< OH FOR HELL'S SAKE GRAB A HEADSET WHELP. >>

Picking one of the said objects up, Lex silently pined about not having his artifact with him. It would have come in handy for this, he was sure.  

[Bloodlust Dante]

The siren was at least operational when Leon jumped out from his workout bench, fully alert. The coat was grabbed and a emergency pack was strapped to his back as he jogged over to where most of the fellow hunters was congregating. "hey hey, whats happening?" he barked out, trying to pry a bit of info from the other hunters that were equally confused. words of alaska and cold rang in his ears.

"A mission in the arctic." that was all he needed to hear when the headset was in his grasp and a basic rundown of what the mission would be about. Halloween creatures on the rampage, horsemen trying to kill them all. It was another possible Armageddon.

Business as usual.

It didn't take the hunter long to trot back to his dorm and load up on the proper gear for the mission. A set of snow gear and goggles that were meant for the rare snow day off. they were all going to get a brand new use in its usual climate. The headset was tucked into place under the thick parka and he was running for the portal.

The faster he could get into the colder climate, the less he'd spend sweating under the very warm and confiscating attire.  

[Rown]

Ofelia got the message as she was finishing up a task in her room, something along the lines of sorting through her clothing, and the teen snapped her phone off and hurried to get dressed. Anything warm was fine, she had pants she could wear and a hoodie sweater that she'd managed to find in what looked to be an abandoned room, and she slid her jacket over the hoodie as she shoved her feet into boots. Her hair was kept down to keep her neck warm but she did pull it into a low ponytail as she walked.

There was nothing else to say really, nothing to do, and as she entered the room she looked around for familiar faces. There were many here, some of them wearing the same matching piece of jewelry she had on her arm, and the teen bit her lower lip as she moved forward to get a headset. Going back to Alaska meant that thing with the tentacle, right? That had been one of the very first missions she'd gone on, if she could recall properly, and it certainly wasn't one she wanted to be her last. Everyone seemed to be dressed warmly too, she was glad she'd found the green hoodie, and she wondered just whom it'd belonged to. Perhaps later she'd check out the room again, if she managed to survive, but Ofelia shook her head to dismiss that thought.

This was going to be an adventure and dammit she loved adventures. It was so much better than being cooped up on the island with nothing better to do than feel sorry for herself. Perhaps she'd get a chance to prove herself worthy and get the bracelet off after all? The headset was in her hands before she knew it and she glanced around to try and locate some runic weaponry to take with her, if they were allowed it. Her old standby would be a torch and some bandages though maybe this time she'd swap the torch for something else. This mission seemed a little too big for her to think a torch would be much help.  

[Rown]

"Jake." The poor death trainee would never get a break, not from Ofelia, and the teen made her way over to him as soon as she noticed he'd entered the room. He was dressed poorly, just like she had been he first go around, and the teen sighed as she approached him. "Yer gonna freeze yer a** off, yanno? It's better ta prep properly fer sommin' like this - ya don't wanna have yer cause'a death bein' hypothermia. Ah think it'd be better if it was at the hands'a an enemy, yanno?"

Unlike her usual manner of speaking Ofelia didn't sound....over energetic? She sounded cautious, prepared, like she knew something was coming and she felt it important to warn those who were knew. "Ah've been ta where we're goin' - yer gonna need a bigger an' warmer coat."

[A.V.]

never not bothering you, little bro =/

 

[chiickadee]

Ami was on her feet as her phone blinked with the debrief, already ready to go. She'd had nothing much to do anyways, just more training and more studying, as always.

The fact that it was in the artic made her hesitate though. They'd lost Dr. H to a titan temporarily last time they went to the artic. Some hunters had turned into penguins. She didn't like this.

She pulled on the only winter coat she owned, swapping flats for fashionable boots. She was still in a skirt with thermal tights though. You couldn't get Ami in pants for anything, not even below freezing temperatures.

With a sigh, she headed out the door. Hopefully it'd be better than the last one. When she arrived in the meeting room, she hung somewhere near Wilson and somewhere near Lex, but next to neither. Wilson at least got a wave, but he was talking to Dakota, so it probably wasn't seen.

syusaki

does senpai notice her .................???

carhop calvalier

zoobey

LDSAKJFASDF LMAO I MEANT PENGUINS I TYPO'D SHUT UP XDDDD