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

[deductiongeek]

[Conan desperately tries to focus through the pain and think. There had to be something he could do to save the kid. He couldn't move fast enough, thanks to the injury. He couldn't kick anything. His soccerball belt had already been used.

He only had one long distance option, and that would be useless against that armor.

No, he only had one choice. Distraction. With one hand he grabs onto a rock and throws it at the lifted foot. At the same time he shouts at the top of his voice.]

[tapshoetomove]

[Luke will try to roll out of the way of the foot coming down on him. If he can manage that, he'll scramble to his feet and head towards Conan again.]

[zeiram]

[The thrown rock is enough of a distraction where its foot comes down right as Luke manages to roll out of the way. The creature has pretty much had enough of these shenanigans right about now: it throws the shotgun aside, then clenches its hands at its sides and tilts its head back to give a muffled roar.]

[deductiongeek]

[Conan takes advantage of its frustration to start dragging himself out of the way. Walking was out of the question. He had to get far enough away to stop the bleeding.

More importantly, the goal here was to get Luke out of danger. If the boy insisted on stupidly trying to rescue him, then he needed to remove himself from the situation.]

[tapshoetomove]

[Now that Luke was safe from being stomped, it doesn't take him long to reach Conan and see the damage to his leg. He needed help, but if Conan can't walk...]

Grab onto my neck!

[Luke wasn't a very strong kid, but he might be able to lift him.]

[zeiram]

[Meanwhile, the creature reaches insides the folds of its cloak and takes out two bizarre-looking pistols. Better move fast, boys.]

[deductiongeek]

[Conan hastily balances on his good leg and latches on to Luke's back.]

Hurry! We don't have long!

[All of his thoughts were focused on finding a way to escape this situation.]

[tapshoetomove]

[You don't have to tell him twice. As soon as Conan is on his back, he starts to sprint away looking for a place for them to hide.]