⇨ SPACE FIGHT

[ringleaders]

Who: Carnival members, athletes, and aliens.
When: Forward-dated to Day 44
Where: The carnival, Zargon, and Olympic Spaceship.
What: Whoops, it's an alien invasion.
Warnings: Cartoon violence, and an overabundance of Yakety Sax style shenanigans

THE ALIEN HORDES↴ On the morning of Day 44, things go a bit differently. The carnival opens it's doors and for an hour, things are going just fine...until the aliens attack, that is. ► ALIEN INVASION: The carnival, the athlete's village, and Olympic Spaceship will find themselves overrun by aliens: specifically, a race called the Greimen. The name's accurate: they look like stereotypical grey aliens, only 2-4 feet tall. They're invading the spaceship and the planet, trying to take control of Zargon and Olympic Spaceship for themselves. The main strength these aliens have is their numbers: there's literally thousands of them. Unfortunately for the aliens, they don't have many other strengths. They're easily punchable, kickable, ray guns permanently set to stun, and other amusing space weapons designed to minorly inconvenience people. ► FUCK THIS SHIT I'M OUT: The fighting lasts for a good half-hour or so before the Ringmaster decides no, this is dumb. Characters who aren't at the carnival will feel a compulsion to return to the carnival. Once everyone's there, the Ringmaster will magically eject the remaining aliens from carnival grounds and yank the carnival away from the Olympics themselves. ► OOC GUIDELINES: Despite the fact that this is a fight log, the carnage shouldn't be too excessive! No horribly mutilating the aliens, y'all. The aliens are only mildly better equipped than the Space Olympics themselves, so everything will be a bit comedic and light-hearted. Characters can get hurt, but the wounds should tend more towards 'amusing injuries' than 'someone losing a leg'. As the log's forward-dated, feel free to keep doing all your fun space olympics nonsense in the other logs!

Comments

STICKY ESCAPE

[sunflowerfields]

Well, Hinawa certainly doesn't want anything to do with the fighting, as silly as it is. So, when things go pear-shaped, she immediately heads back towards the carnival. It's just too bad she's still a sticky tentacle monster and the crowd is in chaos. By the time she makes it halfway back, she's got at least one hapless NPC stuck to her, possibly more.

"Ah- a little help, please?" She calls out if she spies someone she recognizes as she desperately tries to peel herself off of someone else.