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[ en ] tranceway . m . o . d . s. ([personal profile] vitaelamorte) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs2019-05-11 12:00 am

+ It's All About Balance +

Who: Everyone!
Where: Mansion + Grounds
When: May 11-14
Rating: Will likely have violence and death; use content warnings at your discretion.
Summary: Someone or something is looking for Infinity Stones in Wonderland.
The Story:

This will be your main log for fighting aliens, reacting to the Snap, and any fall out. The top level for days 1 & 2 are up now, and the top levels for the Snap and the aftermath will go up late on the 12th. Hopefully, the reason for this will make sense once they’re posted!

Feel free to refer to the plotting post for more details!
thesamurai: (πŸ’€ 52)

[personal profile] thesamurai 2019-05-25 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Once they've cleared that space, and she's thoroughly covered in whatever the fuck, Michonne turns to regard Grendel, breathing hard and needing a moment before she can speak.

He's damn terrifying and impressing. He makes her glad, for sure, that they're on the same damn team. Finally, wetting her lips, she gestures to the alien corpses around them.

"How many?"
oneagainstall: (Β° Taking all I can take)

[personal profile] oneagainstall 2019-05-26 10:24 pm (UTC)(link)
It's been a long fucking time since Gren could really let loose and kill indiscriminately again. Perhaps his time in the mundy has dulled his teeth, filed his claws somewhat. He hasn't got the old bloodlust that made people write stories and cover in their homes for over a decade. He doesn't miss it, not really, he learned people aren't so bad and to have those you kind of need to not murder them all before you can befriend them.

He turns to chuckle, like the sound of rumbling thunder from far away. He'd be lying if he wasn't impressed by her, too. She'd of fit right in, back home- wielding that sword the way she does. She'd probably get a bard writing songs about the warrior woman with a thin blade who moves faster than anyone can blink. Some trite shit like that.

"Twenty-two," he replies, with no small amount of smugness. "You?"
Edited 2019-05-26 22:26 (UTC)
thesamurai: (πŸ’€ 101)

[personal profile] thesamurai 2019-06-03 07:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"Fuck you and your super-human strength."

So, less than twenty-two. But she gets back down to business; it isn't all a numbers game.

"With all the focus on keeping these damn things out of the mansion, what if we start herding people to the caves? I lead, you watch our backs?"

At least for the people stuck outside who can't get to the mansion and the supposed safety of the ballroom.
oneagainstall: (Β° Inside my mind with just my madness)

[personal profile] oneagainstall 2019-06-04 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"Makes you feel better, ain't exactly a fair wager- what with the whole death monster thing and what-the-fuck ever."

Which is to say he's still going to take kudos for all the murder. Because he's quietly pleased with how many he's taken down.

"Might be a plan. Could be one of the few safe places in this shithole for them to run to," he nods- it works. "Sure. I'll cover you."
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[personal profile] thesamurai 2019-06-08 01:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"Just means I need to work on myself," she shoots back. She'll never be Gren levels of sheer force of strength, but there's always room for improvement.

When he agrees with her plan, she begins walking backward, gesturing to him with her katana.

"This is why we're a good team."

And that's all she says before jogging toward a group trying their best to hold off the aliens.