In which the entire tower collectively goes OH SHIT

[tempustemporum]

Characters: The entire tower. PARTY POST.
Setting: Take a wild guess.
Format: Either or.
Summary: The tower has been reduced to one room, and it's chock full of monsters. Who you gonna call?
Warnings: Lots, the least of which being language...


[Well, ladies and gentlemen, shit dun hit the fan.]

[The tower has been condensed to one room with pretty much nothing in it. This post? Do whatever in it. General reactions. Go. ...As for Ienzo, he's just kind of sitting in the corner, head in his hands.]

Comments

[keepscalm]

[England is used to all kinds of warfare. Perhaps he's just recalling his attitude of the days when most of his time was spent in the trenches.]

I don't recognize most of these. [He can't quite find it in himself to be ashamed to admit that at the moment. He could swear he's seen some of those weird little things that Estonia takes care of in the chaos, but he kind of just thought he'd finally lost his shit, so he's not going to mention those.

He rapidly draws his gun with his empty hand to shoot at a monster coming up on Link from the rear, and following that, pretty much pistolwhips the closest enemy, resulting in a nice point-blank fire when his finger slips on the trigger.] Well, that's certainly a relief. Here I thought that my abilities were just lacking. [He is pretty much just a normal human, ability-wise. He's just got above-average levels of training.]

I'm not really surprised though. If they can take us from our worlds, it makes sense that they would be able to take other-- [Oh, wait, duck and cover.] --nh, things, as well. [And stab.]

[ocariness]

... It's somewhat problematic. If this doesn't end soon, all of us will push ourselves to exhaustion.

[ Sigh. She supposes this is what that potion is for...

But in the end, she continues fighting bravely, admiring England's own tenacity. ]

After this, we ought to do something a bit more-- [ CLANG. WHAM. SLASH. ] ... Peaceful.

[keepscalm]

[Speaking of "somewhat problematic", England swears under his breath when he fires his gun and nothing comes out. He has no time to load it right this very second, so he just shoves the pistol back into his belt, settling for just his knife for the time being. Stabby stab stab.]

I agree wholeheartedly. [...actually...] Have you ever had tea?

[+1 to his Stereotype stat. Is that really the first thing you thought of, England?]

[ocariness]

[ Limited ammunition IS a bit of an issue; being one for archery, herself, Link understands better than one might expect, even if guns are... not exactly present in Hyrule. ]

Yes, but likely not the same types.

[ Oh, stabbing things is fun. So is lopping off limbs, which proves to be far more useful. It's... a good thing the Master Sword is such a special blade. ]

My home had very different plants, after all.

[ They sure are talking about tea in the middle of fighting for their lives. SURE WHY NOT? ]

[keepscalm]

[It's a little more fun when you have a longer blade. As it is, England's found his hands inside the monsters on more than one occasion, from pushing the knife too far. Ew?

He'd say he's had worse things on his hands before, but to be honest he can't name any offhand the top of his head. Huh. Setting a new bar there.]

After this subsides and everything is on the level once more, perhaps we may sit down for tea.

[As he oh-so-properly flicks a glob of thick creature-blood off his knife to keep the blade exposed. He's such a gentleman.]

[ocariness]

[ Have a nod; they definitely agree to tea! ]

I'll take you up on the offer if we get through this with all our limbs.

[ Oh so serious, Mister (?) Hero will actually be using the Mirror Shield to reflect some sort of beam of light back at several enemies.

TECHNOLOGY! ... Or rather, MAGIC! ]