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)

Comments

[newbvampire]

Seras nodded at him and walked over to his table. She set her gear down carefully and then slumped into a chair, yawning. Damn, she wished she could have a coffee right now.

"The whole force is stretched so thin, I was worried. I wanted to make sure you had enough help to keep them from that station." Which was only partially the truth. She was actually more worried that Aaron would get himself hurt protecting the station and there was no way she could go home and sleep in her coffin knowing he and her fellow officers where in danger.

[grey1911.livejournal.com]

Aaron's certainly running at a disadvantage to the other officers. He'd been near the end of his shift when the whole situation had started. He's lost count of the number of coffee mugs he's drained, but he's keeping up the best he can.

"I think this group will find they have their hands full with our task force. Your addition should double our effectiveness." He's thinking less about her canon, and more about what she could help him with if they need to go on the offensive.

[newbvampire]

She couldn't help smiling a little at what he said. "I just hope it's enough to make them give up without a fight."

[grey1911.livejournal.com]

"We can hope, but I doubt they will come quietly." He sighed, then slowly setting his coffee down on the table. "Speaking of which..." Across the street a group of about a dozen individuals, some dressed in costume, were walking toward the radio station. They were armed with strange weapons, mostly LARP legal ones, as Aaron stood and motioned for Seras to look toward the group out the window.

[newbvampire]

Seras frowned as she eyed the group. At least there were only a dozen of them. Exhausted as she was, she was fairly confident she could still easily take down half of them if things turned violent. Standing up she picked up her gear and looked over at Aaron, waiting for him to lead. "I'm ready. Tell me when you want me to gas them."

[grey1911.livejournal.com]

"As soon as we get within range. We can't let them get close to the building, they'll just escape inside." He reached for the door handle and when he opened it, he realized that they had brought a small crowd in their wake. A distraction, while they took the opportunity to get inside and do whatever it was they intended, most likely.

"Seras! Gas them, then go for the mob!" Already, Aaron's few meager backup units were coming out of hiding, trying to head off the mob, but they only had a small group this early in the morning.

[newbvampire]

Seras didn't even bother replying. Instead she brought the grenade launcher up to her shoulder and fired off several rounds, laying down a wall of gas in front of and in the middle of the Crabhammers. Confident they were at least delayed in getting into the station she ran over to a nearby car and climbed on top of it to make herself more visible to the mob before yelling at them. While it did make her an obvious target it also meant they'd be focused on her instead of Aaron, or the other officers.

"This is the police and I am ordering all of you get out of here right now!"

I'm so sorry for how long this took

[grey1911.livejournal.com]

The invading group split in two, and Aaron did his best to go after the ones that appeared to have the best chance of getting in, but they went into a turtle-shell formation, complete with Spartan shields. The other half started to circle the building as an officer joined Aaron while the rest went to deal with the approaching mob.

"Stop this madness!"

"Madness? THIS IS SPARTAAAAA!" One of them shouted, and the approaching mob responded in unison.

"For SPARTAAAAA!" The mob approaching Seras shouted, and a few more Spartan shields appeared throughout the group.

[newbvampire]

"Bloody hell," Seras muttered before she jumped down from the car and fired off more gas toward the crowd. If she wanted to stop the crowd though she knew she'd have to do something about those shields. As long as the mob had them her shotgun would be useless for controlling the crowd. Unfortunately she didn't have a lot of options. She couldn't actually use the Harkonnen so that left getting stuck in. Drawing her night stick Seras raised it over her head and charged forward, smashing with all of her weight into the nearest Crabhammer with a shield, hoping to knock him over and maybe some of his fellows.

With luck they'd panic at the fact an angry vampire was in their midst and stop trying to get into the station.