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]

She permitted him to step between her and the young man though she continued to glare. Apparently the rather theatrical young man didn't have much in the way of sense because instead of backing down he continued to run his mouth. The presence of the other fans was mostly likely clouding what little judgment he had. There always had to be one like that, always. "Says the guy who wears sunglasses at night all the time. So I guess you're the reason she's not into Pip anymore."

Seras bristled again. "Shut up about that. It's none of your business anyway I don't care what you say you read, or saw."

[grey1911.livejournal.com]

She seemed really bothered by that, and the fanboy thought he saw an opportunity to sew a seed of discord between them, even if he knew he was taking part of Aaron's history way out of context.

"At least he had the balls to drink his master's blood." Aaron's posture went rigid. "And then he killed-" He wasn't able to finish his sentence as Aaron reached out and grabbed the lapels of his coat, twisting them up so it almost became a choking grip. He dragged the fanboy on his toes so they were face-to-face, and he looked almost livid.

"That's enough." Then he was setting him down on the ground, and slapping a pair of cuffs on his wrists, an astonished look on the face of the false-Alucard.

[newbvampire]

Seras looked over at Aaron, shocked. He had drunk his master's blood? Well of course he had, he was a full vampire wasn't he? Then why did it bother him so much? She shook her head. That didn't matter right now. She could ask him about it later. Right now they had to think of something to charge this annoying twerp with and she really didn't care what it was, or even if it would stick. Just so long as it meant they could keep him off the street. "Thank you, now maybe he'll be quiet."

[grey1911.livejournal.com]

Aaron glared at the fanboy as he cinched the cuffs tightly on his wrists.

"He will." There was the faint undertone of a threat in his voice, but for the most part, he sounded more like his usually calm self. He motioned down the street, beckoning the fanboy to walk with them. "You are being held for obstructing the duties of a police officer in a time of emergency." Cooly, he started to recite to him his rights.

[newbvampire]

The other fans took a few steps back when Aaron slapped the cuffs on the imposter-Alucard and began to whisper amongst themselves. "Can he really do that? Well, the guy was being a jerk. How about we just don't piss either of them off more than they already are. I like that plan let's go with that." Having finally come to an agreement they all waved rather nervously and began creeping away back to the safety of their homes.

Seras grinned at the sight of their departure. "Finally! Now to book this one and get him into some proper prison clothes instead of that getup he has on."