[Massive Infiltration Plot] || [Semi-Open]

[great_king_of_evil]

Characters: All the characters who signed up for this infiltration, too many to write them all here. Characters who stay behind and do not infiltrate can tag into the mingle thread.
Setting: The Cafeteria, then the Elevator's Shaft and finally the Administrative Floors. The 29th of July, in the morning.
Format: Action most likely.

Summary: A month ago Ganondorf planned an infiltration to go and pay a visit to Riki's floor-- Given what has happened these last weeks, the 'Evil Alliance' has accepted to allow Enoch and the people he gathered to use the infiltration in order to do their own thing. Namely, retrieve scientific instruments from Jason's laboratory, so as to study the Collar Fluid. The infiltration will begin on the 1st floor, the Cafeteria.

The first thread is a traditional mingle thread, happening before the infiltration and briefing begin; anyone can tag into it. The second thread is a quick briefing before the infiltration starts, where Enoch and Ganondorf will explain to everyone what to do and what to expect in case they don't already know. Then there are the seven group threads, one for each individual team infiltrating.

The OOC post is here for more information. If you have signed-up but didn't pick a group yet, please do so here. While the infiltration takes place, the villains who stayed behind are unleashing a distraction on the tower and those who don't go.

Warnings: Administrative floors, danger, death, horror. Anyone tagging here is probably going to die, or at the very least meet with a terrible fate.

Mingle || Briefing || Meanwhile, in the Cafeteria...

Group 00 (Ganondorf, Sephiroth [OU], Veigar, Ocelot and Jin)
Group 01 (Enoch, Lancer [AU3], Patrick Dawn, Tohko, Raven and Ryoji)
Group 02 (Xion, Fon Master Ion, Yu Narukami, Asch, Luke, Jonouchi Katsuya, Dark Pit and Sheba)
Group 03 (Nesir Aeser, Zett Takajo, Kain Highwind, Solas and Minato Arisato)
Group 04 (Kyoko Sakura, Amelia, Shepard, Homura Akemi, Terra, Sephiroth [AU2] and Labrys)
Group 05 (John Egbert, Rose Lalonde, Naoya Toudou, Dave Strider, Riki [AU3], Sora and Riku [OU])
Group 06 (Zelda, Ruler [AU1] and Saber [AU5])

Comments

[animusnpcs]

Is it too much to ask you leave things you couldn't know about alone?

[The tone is inquisitive, but still sleepy.]

[warriorscribe]

*Enoch is more concerned with getting out of there now. He edges carefully back into the room before heading over towards Rick to help get him to his feet, glancing about for doors as he helps him up, assuming he's not stopped at any point.*

[animusnpcs]

[There is a set of double doors leading out of the operating room. They don't appear as if they can lock.]

[tohko_amano]

[While Tohko was half-concerned about leaving and surviving, she was also worried about getting the equipment she could and finding out any information she could from this person-who was probably Ruana. Or a part of her. So Tohko spoke up again.]

I apologize..for making my own version..of that prayer. I thought if I did you would speak. However..why is it..so important to leave that body there? Wouldn't..the body and ghost feel better..with company? It's sad to be all alone.

[puppy_lancer]

...Alright, now that you've asked me, then. I'm sorry.

[He looks at the corpses all laid back on the beds.]

I still think it would be happier in its own bed.

[He looks at Tohko.]

Like she said.

[animusnpcs]

It's fifteen's turn.

[The body seems to float on its own past the group into the operating room so it can be placed back on the table.]

What do you know about fifteen, that you can say?

[puppy_lancer]

...Nothing.

[He has to admit to that.]

But can you tell me something?

[animusnpcs]

Something about what? About fifteen?

[The body is rearranged back the way it was when the group walked in.]

[bashfulshifter]

[Rick gives Enoch a quick nod of thanks as he wraps his arm around his shoulder, bracing for the inevitable pain he's about to experience. He feels the need to warn Enoch anyways: ]

C-C-Carefu--a--ah-- [He grinds his teeth and has to lean quite heavily on his companion-made-crutch, but at least he's standing. No guarantees about how well he'll walk, though.]

[The first thing Rick does once he's upright is point out the doors, silently miming with his index finger. He can't quite see them anymore, but he remembers getting a better look while he could see in the dark. Hopefully they weren't illusions or something silly like that.]

[Interesting as all of this stuff about experiments and fifteens and such are, getting out seems infinitely preferable right now.]

[puppy_lancer]

...Yeah, fifteen. What's he like?

[animusnpcs]

If you want to know--

[There's a pause, and the doors exiting the area all chain themselves shut.]

Let's play a game.

[warriorscribe]

Lancer! *It's not a shout, it's a frightened hiss.

Trapped in a private game with Ruana, this is exactly what he wanted out of this mission.

He shifts to try to get Rick to climb onto his back; it may not be the best, but it's certainly got to be better than trying to match his pace.*

[bashfulshifter]

[Rick is a bit apprehensive about trying to hike onto Enoch's back, but the usefulness of such a perch is apparent (that is, surviving versus not surviving and possibly also killing Enoch because of it) so he does his best to clamber on. Very awkwardly.]

[Also, he doesn't like where this conversation is going. Mostly to himself he whispers: ]

...That's...N-No, it's o-o-okay. We c-can j-j-just...leave...

[animusnpcs]

[Rick will feel as if someone is looking at him--as if they can see his soul and all the worst parts of it.]

Are you sure you don't want to play, Rick?

[bashfulshifter]

[...Wow is that unsettling! Rick shivers involuntarily, almost comically gulping as he murmurs, even quieter: ]

...Y-Yes...I'm...s-s-s-s-s-sure...

[animusnpcs]

Then you're excused.

[Rick is dragged out of the room and under the door. Of course, bodies weren't meant to be squeezed through such a small space, so this kills him.]

[tohko_amano]

[Tohko would have warned Rick about saying that he was sure about leaving the game, since Ruana was so fond of them, but the whole exchange just went by way too quickly for her, so she bit her lip and tried to calm down as Rick's body was dragged, squished, and ripped apart as he was dragged under the door.

It was just lucky that nothing had flown towards her and hit her in the face. She was determined, and that was what was keeping her going, but a few guts hitting her in the face would be enough to make that fall apart and have her pass out.

So, sighing and gripping her fist to keep her steady, she spoke.]

..That..was rude, disgusting..and uncalled for. But to find the truth..the rest of us will play your 'game'. And, as I've said before, we'll do our best to win and learn..however..what are we playing? And what are the rules?

[warriorscribe]

*Enoch flinches and whirls as if to try to grab Rick as he's pulled from his back, but naturally he's being pulled too fast. He watches in horror as he's crushed under the door. But a year in the tower has given him a stronger stomach than it already was. He closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, and looks towards the source of the voice.

So here they are at her mercy again. Escape isn't an option.*

...Yes, what is this game?

[animusnpcs]

Stand by one of the beds, and you can be them. I'll tell you a few things about whoever you stand by.

But you'll be them, okay?

[puppy_lancer]

[Lancer stares at Rick's remains. He feels a pang of regret for getting everyone caught up in this game.]

[He gives everyone an apologetic look before looking back at the beds.]

Alright then! We'll play! Bring it the fuck on!

[He quickly steps next to bed number three.]

[unkindnessof]

We'll... relive everything they did, will we? [ It comes out somewhere between resigned and wary, terribly, terribly wary.

Lady, he hates feeling caged, likes the threat of the impending game even less, much less for what its subject would be.

But since they seem to have little other option, he steps, gingerly, toward the bed marked 011, tilting his head to look toward the child there. ]

[animusnpcs]

Not everything, but some things. [She doesn't sound especially amused, even directing the game. She almost sounds solemn.]

[tohko_amano]

[At that, Tohko sighed as she thought over number choices.]

I hope..we won't relieve..physical pain.

[Lancer had taken three, so that was out, and there was no way she was picking four-the number for death-or thirteen-which was usually considered unlucky. Therefore, it was best to go with either twenty-one or seven. While seven would usually be the first thing Tohko picked, most people were choosing low numbers, and Tohko wanted to get a lot of information out of this game.

So, she shuffled over to bed number twenty-one. It was good to get a variety of information about things, after all.]

[warriorscribe]

*....Enoch didn't have the heart to tell her they probably would. It was one of the reasons why he was considering the one clean bed in the room.

The others were all unknown, but all dead. Ruana is alive, but insane. He'd had tiny, flirting brushes with insanity over the course of his undying life, but in Meridian he had truly gone insane; real insanity isn't noticeable to the afflicted, and he had been afraid of the way he'd thought when he'd read over his journal entries.

His eyes swept the other beds. Almost certainly die, and lose the container in his hands? Or only maybe die with a chance of living but insane instead?

Enoch walks the rows of beds, sling in one hand and dusty old beaker in the other, brow furrowed in worry.*

...May we choose any bed?

[animusnpcs]

As long as it's not taken by one of the others. Only one person per bed.