TOKYO OPT-IN 1/4

[tokyodisa]

Who: Opt-in characters
What: What is even going on and then there's a monster
When: Forward-dated to 10pm, 20/July
Where: Tokyo... or is it?
Rating: PG/PG-13

Whatever you were in the middle of doing, you suddenly find yourself in what appears to be an abandoned garage, in the blink of an eye.

There is a bunch of weird-looking technology everywhere, cables and wires connected to machines lined with blinking lights. There are screens all over the room, with grids and maps on some of them and scrolling, foreign text on others. One of the screens projects a constantly rotating image.

There's also a platform in the middle of the room. And you all happen to be standing on it.

[ TOKYO? | A GUEST ARRIVES | ENTER: A PARTYCRASHER ]

Comments

[zeiram]

[It lets her drop, not making a move to stop her. When she sweeps her legs out, it stumbles back, but doesn't fall; instead, it raises the shotgun high above its head like it plans to slam it down into of her while she's down there.]

[hellofist]

[This sucks. You suck, guy.

If she could read it, there would be a weak spot to exploit, but it doesn't even seem to have a weakness at all, standing up under every blow she manages to land. Now it wants to bash her brains in and her first instinct is to leap forward and into it, wrapping her arms around it's waist to try to tackle it down. The gun comes down on her back with an impact that knocks the breath out of her, but she just keeps pushing forward.]

[zeiram]

[It staggers back when she grapples with it and pushes, but it still doesn't fall. It does fling the gun aside though.

But now it's pushing back. And it is really, really strong.]

[hellofist]

[Her feet slide across the pavement as it shoves back and she remembers, abruptly, that even though it didn't seem to have much of a face, it had been watching her earlier. Through that weird slit on it's head, maybe? It's the only thing she's seen that looks like it could pass as a weak point.

One hand moves up, blindly reaching for it's face so she can try to shove her fingers into it's... eye?]

[zeiram]

[WOW, CASS.

WOW.

That slit thing is an eye or something, because it sure is viscous to the touch. And the thing lets loose a peal of enraged roaring, too. So that's... good?

Except now it's extremely mad and it just kind of shoves her.]

[hellofist]

[She should probably wash that before she eats anything, shouldn't she?

It shoves and she manages to get her hand under herself, flip over and land without falling. But once it's pushed her away she's right back in, hand shooting forward with her fingers curled into hooks, aiming right for his eye slit thingy again. It worked so well the first time, why stop when you're ahead?]

[zeiram]

[The creature is making a low, dangerous sound when Cass moves back in, and it brings its hand up to violently swat at her with an open fist.]