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

[97995]

[The woman is climbing to her feet by this point, shaking her head. A digitized voice comes from her wrist, babbling in some unknown, high-speed language. The woman responds sharply in kind, then calls out to Utena.]

To your left! I have a trap set. Try to lead him to the left!

[princelyspirit]

Got it!

[And Utena switches directions instantly. Hey, this woman knows what she's doing, so if she has a plan Utena will follow it to the letter. As she runs, she spares a quick glance back to the creature. Is it following her? Or will she have to give it some more encouragement?]

[zeiram]

[The creature is indeed following, still walking deliberately but more briskly this time. It probably can't run.

Unfortunately, 'to the left' is also blocked off by a construction zone fence. She'll either have to climb it or break through it somehow to get to the trap.]

[princelyspirit]

[Crap. Breaking through, unfortunately, is not an option. Fortunately, she's quick, nimble, and athletic, and her training over the past couple months has done wonders for her upper body strength. Not stopping or losing momentum, she drops the (thankfully unlit) bottle and makes a running leap at the fence, grabbing the metal with her fingers, and climbs up like there's no tomorrow]

[zeiram]

[The creature isn't far behind, even with its pace, but it basically just crashes through the fence. It probably can't climb, either.

At first glance, there is nothing in the construction site that screams 'this is a trap' -- no boxes held up with sticks or wire cages hanging suspended in the air, ready to be dropped. There's just a lot of construction equipment.]

[princelyspirit]

[...well it looks like she doesn't have as much time as she thought. Great. She can't stop, though, not unless she wants another taste of this guy's rifle. Instead, Utena makes a dash for the construction equipment. If nothing else, she can climb in the cab of a crane or a dumptruck or... something if this plan goes south. But seriously, where the hell is this trap supposed to be?!]

[97995]

[The woman appears in the hole in the fence after a moment, clutching at her side with a pinched expression. She probably landed weird when she got thrown.

She swings her head back and forth, looking around the site -- it doesn't look like she knows where the trap is, either -- but then she points ahead of Utena.] There! Lead him there.

[It's a small, innocuous cluster of short cylinders, almost like coral.]

[princelyspirit]

[Oh thank god she's here. Utena barely notices her injury, though, and instead she's focused on the plan, eyes narrowed as she stares at the cylinders]

Right! Anything else?!

[If she has no further instructions, Utena will just keep heading straight, ready to jump over the cylinders as necessary]

[OOC: Gotta head out for a bit, but I should be back in about 45 minutes]

[97995]

Just get him there. I'll take care of the rest.

[Luckily the creature doesn't really understand language, or they'd be in trouble right now. As it is, it simply stomps after Utena, toward the trap.

Once it's over the cylinders, the woman presses the button on a small remote she's holding: the cylinders quickly extend into a net of poles, virtually imprisoning the creature and rendering it unable to move for the time being. It's still able to make the breathy moaning sound, though, so it's still quite conscious.

The woman steps into the construction zone, one hand still at her side as the other clutches the remote. The digitized voice at her wrist comes through again, speaking intelligibly this time.] Contain him now before this becomes an even bigger disaster.

[The woman rolls her eyes and turns to Utena.] Thank you.

[princelyspirit]

[And now that the thing is trapped, Utena finally has a chance to breathe. She runs her hand through her sweaty hair, panting heavily, and every muscle in her legs start to twitch in unison.]

Don't mention it. Seriously, if it wasn't for you, that thing would still be going after us. Just... what the heck is it, anyway?

[97995]

[She opens her mouth to reply, but the voice at her wrist cuts her off.] We're already going to get suspended for this. Do you want to lose our license?

[The woman brings her wrist up to speak into it in the same rapid-fire, foreign language as before, apparently arguing with the voice on the other end.

And while she's distracted, the creature starts to crack through the poles.]

[princelyspirit]

[Ohhh, that's not a good sign. Utena chokes, and turns to face the stranger]

Hey, uh, I hate to interrupt, but I think you'll want to take a look at this!

1/2

[97995]

[The woman glances up, then starts.]

Damn! That's never happened before --

[The creature violently busts through the poles containing it at this point, making its low, breathy noise again. The woman raises the remote she's still clutching and presses a second button ...]

[zeiram]

[And from the remote shoots out a small bolt of electricity, shocking the being. It appears as a taser at first as electricity arcs around its body, but eventually walls form up one by one and the creature is encased in a large, polygonal box.

It seems frozen and unresponsive. So it probably won't bust out this time. Probably.]

[princelyspirit]

[Utena startles when the creature busts through the poles, and she reaches automatically for a weapon that isn't there. Soon, though, it's trapped again, and she lets out a loud sigh of relief.]

So, that's that, right? We won't have to worry about anymore daring escapes from him?

[97995]

[The woman sighs too, slowly lowering the device in her hand. She glances sidelong at Utena.]

No. You're safe. We're safe.

[ooc. next post is up here!]