In A.D. 2011, war was beginning.

[pacifisted.livejournal.com]

WHO: 300,000 angry nerds and the Imports who fight them. Tag yourselves in, please!
WHERE: All around, but mostly near the Porter tower
WHEN: 7:30A May 18 - 3:13P May 20, 2011
WARNINGS: There is no fourth wall. Only Zuul. And violence. And probably bad language. And other things as well. JUST ASSUME THAT THIS LOG IS NOT FOR LIL'UNS.
SUMMARY: The Crabhammers declare war on the Porter and, to a lesser extent, the Imports. The battle lasts three days, is horrible in just about every way you can think of, and this is how it goes down.
FORMAT: However people wanna do it!

"There's no environment. Use your imagination. There's no fourth wall, whether it's the first time you've told this story about her life, or the sixth time."

Everything you need to know is here.

quick links to avoid crashy computers
in the fray
DAY ONE: 7:30 AM--10:00 AM (FIRST CHARGE, BROKEN TRAINS, TRAFFIC JAMS)
DAY ONE: 10:00 AM ONWARD (CONTINUED BATTLING, PUBLIC DISTURBANCES ELSEWHERE)
DAY ONE: 5:17 PM ONWARD (CONTINUED BATTLING, FIRES AND BOMBS ALL OVER)
DAY TWO: 1:00 AM -- 6:28 AM (CONTINUED BATTLING, ENEMY ENERGY DRINKS)
DAY TWO: 6:28 AM -- 12:00 PM (CONTINUED BATTLING, PIRATING THE RADIO STATION)
DAY TWO: 12:00 PM -- 7:42 PM (CONTINUED BATTLING, TOY RAIDS)
DAY TWO: 7:42 PM -- DAY THREE: 12:00 AM (CONTINUED BATTLING, ENEMY IMPORT-HATING REINFORCEMENTS)
DAY THREE: 12:01 AM ONWARD (CONTINUED BATTLING, HERE COMES THE CAVALRY)
DAY THREE: 6:45 AM -- 1:00 PM (CONTINUED BATTLING, CREATE YOUR OWN INSANE LAST-DITCH GEEK TRICKS)
DAY THREE: 1:00 PM -- 3:13 PM (CONTINUED BATTLING, THE MADAGASCARIAN TWENTY-GRAND HOLDOUT)
DAY THREE: 3:13 PM ONWARD (WAR OVER. TAKE PRISONERS, MAKE FRIENDS, GET HEALED, FALL ASLEEP, ETC)

not quite in the fray
DAY ONE: ALL DAY (ON THE SIDELINES, AT REST, TAKING BREAKS, ETC.)
DAY TWO: ALL DAY (ON THE SIDELINES, AT REST, TAKING BREAKS, ETC.)
DAY THREE: ALL DAY (ON THE SIDELINES, AT REST, TAKING BREAKS, ETC.)

fuck the fray
DAY ONE: ALL DAY (FORGET THE BATTLE, I HAVE HBO)
DAY TWO: ALL DAY (YOU LOSERS ARE STILL FIGHTING? IT'S AMERICAN IDOL TIME!)
DAY THREE: ALL DAY (IF YOU'RE ALL BUSY ELSEWHERE I'M JUST GONNA GO ROB A BANK)

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OPEN bring your reinforcements!

[trueltning_fury]

Geddoe had made it to the Porter building, and after a few hours' nap in the middle of the night, was back on the front line as of 7 am. He was not about to let anyone through, and here was where the protecting forces needed his tactical expertise. And his abilities, for that matter. He would carefully conserve spells today, in case the battle lasted. But it looked like some of the fresh reinforcements from overnight were already flagging. And he could see out of the corner of his good eye, there were skirmishes at the far flanks. Almost as if allied reinforcements were coming in from the side streets, pushing the Crabhammer army in a pincer move.

And still Geddoe stood unmoved, punching and slicing at anyone who came too close. He would be the center of the shield wall, holding the line at the shattered doors of the building. The whole of this army would have to go through him to get to their goal, and he had a few Thunderstorms ready for any who tried.

[cosmic_ring_hero]

When fellow Imports arrived to help, Freedom Ring had been able to force the Crabhammers out of the Porter building and back onto the streets. He was glad for the company and back up. He stayed near the back of the front lines, maintaining a shield to keep any Crabhammmers that managed to slip past the others from getting farther.

"How's it looking out there?" Freedom Ring called up to anyone that would answer, focusing on keeping the shimmering energy barrier strong.

[trueltning_fury]

"No change," Geddoe reported over his shoulder. "How are you holding up?"

Protective magical barriers were rare but not unheard of; yet, Geddoe wondered if too much time would sap the man's energy and cause it to falter. Now was as good a time as any to find out.

[cosmic_ring_hero]

"Dammit," Freedom Ring cursed under his breath. A few arrows of all things bounced off his barrier and the man with the glowing eyes growled. "Got a headache the size of Manhattan and I feel like a light breeze will send me flying but there's no way in hell I'm letting these people get close to the Porter," he answered. If he hadn't gotten the rest he did last night, he probably wouldn't be standing. He's just going with what he has left for what he hopes is the last day of the chaos.

"You still in one piece?"

[trueltning_fury]

"More or less." Apart from a few scratches, Geddoe hadn't sustained any injuries. He was fatigued as well, but not about to show it either. "Hold out as long as you can. We still have the advantage."

He glanced over his shoulder and sized the other man up. "If only we had a few more like you. This shield is more effective than a hundred armed soldiers." He paced along the edge and gauged the size of the mob. "Even if I were to clear out some with a rune, more would just fill the space. But..." He glanced back again. "If you feel yourself about to fail, warn me."

[cosmic_ring_hero]

"Got it. Not giving in," Freedom Ring replied quickly. He was scared but doing his best not to let it show. It would be obvious if someone looked in his eyes though. He was positive that if the Crabhammers got to the Porter and sent everyone home, he'd die. And that would explain why he was so dead set on protecting the machine.

"Sorry, I'm one of a kind," he forced a laugh. "Only one Cosmic Ring ever made," he added. He'd used the fact that the Porter internalized his powers against the enemy before, tricking them into getting close enough to attack by taking off the no-longer functional ring yesterday. "Don't worry, I will. If you need a rest, say the word and I'll make ya a door to get back here."

[trueltning_fury]

"Don't worry about me." Geddoe still had his back turned, but he smirked grimly. "I'm an old campaigner. I'll be fine."

As if to prove it, he edged off to the right, having spotted a disturbance and moving to intercept it. Several bigger men were having an argument with what looked like a civilian - what one was doing there in the middle of this fracas, the captain couldn't fathom, but they were definitely at odds. He strode right up and threw a strong left hook into the face of the most vocal man. The momentum sent several of those immediately around them shrinking back, startled. "Clear off!" he snarled at the lot of them.

[cosmic_ring_hero]

"Don't break a hip then," Freedom Ring teased. He frowned when he noticed Geddoe going off to the right, not moving from his spot.

"You heard the man! Clear on out!" came a woman's voice shortly after Geddoe's snarl. A few of the Crabhammers were scattered as four people walked forward. The first thing one might notice about them was that all four of them were blond. Three busty women and one big jock-type guy, all with black t-shirts on. Each of them was also wearing the same blue ring emblem as Freedom Ring. One of the girls was even painted as pink as the hero maintaining the barrier. "Hey, eyepatch guy! We're here to help!" one of the women chimed in an overly perky voice.

[trueltning_fury]

Geddoe blinked at them, and then looked over at the man maintaining the barrier. "Friends of yours?"

Someone in the crowd dared to jeer at the newcomers, for which he received the tip of Wild Geese just under his nose. "I promise you, this isn't for show," he warned in a low tone. "Unlike yours." He nodded toward the guy just next to him holding a cardboard sword; nonplussed, the younger guy threw down his prop and backed away sheepishly until the crowd swallowed him up. Without taking his eye off the mouthy one (or his sword for that matter) Geddoe tipped his head in acknowledgement of the quad in black shirts. "Step over here, then. Watch yourselves."

[cosmic_ring_hero]

Freedom Ring just stared. "Uhh...meet my fan club?" he shrugged.

One of he girls in the black shirts clapped and jumped when Geddoe scared off the man with the sword. The one that seemed to be the leader of the group grinned and sprayed another Crabhammer with some mace.

"We came to help Freedom Ring! He's showing everyone blonds can be more than just dumb so we came to follow his example and prove it!" she declared, the other two women nodding in agreement while guy that was with them shoved a few of the attacking crowd away. They quickly moved to stand behind Geddoe when acknowledged.

[trueltning_fury]

The shoving definitely started something. Most of those in the area were afraid of the sword, but the mace and the yelling led to more people yelling and shoving, but at least this fan club wasn't about to let themselves be daunted. They gave as good as they got. Geddoe just sighed and waded back into the fray, throwing fists and elbows when he couldn't get a clear space to swing his sword. Part of him itched to just zap the lot of them, but no, no, he had to be careful. Not until it was absolutely necessary.

[cosmic_ring_hero]

The fun club continues on into the Porter building, not phased by the crowd. They take stances by the shield and smile. The painted woman starts chattering at Freedom Ring who just blinks and glances to Geddoe to watch him fighting.