lostcarnival | ⇨ SPACE FIGHT

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!

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That faint smile? Gone. Absolutely gone now. Yuusei gladly helps Reira up off of the ground regardless, sitting on his haunches in an attempt to reduce a little bit of the height difference between them (it doesn't do much).

"....hohh.... ohhh no....."

He's not the type to mutter senselessly like this, but he feels he needs to say something to her but just can't. He holds his hanging, pounding head in his foreclaws.

(...which, that's a new development, really. Not that he's got the mind to pay attention right now.)

"...what did I just do.........."

It's like holding a teddy bear, maybe. She's small enough at any rate. As it is, Yuusei's...'Epiphany' isn't going unnoticed, and Reira's eyes slowly begin to widen a bit as the anxiety on the air starts to really sink in.

"Umnhhh..." This is bad. She certainly won't say that Yuusei wasn't making a hell of a first impression (because boy howdy it sure was), but that doesn't seem like it'll...help. At all.

"...You...got me back here?"

Yay?

It's a small victory, but it's a victory nonetheless, right?

Right?

Maybe not as much in Yuusei's eyes, given how as soon as Reira seems steady on her feet, he lets go of her and takes a step back. He's not exactly afraid as much as he is just... struck with the full sense of horror that comes with becoming Alien Wheel Hell™ while you were supposed to be rescuing a child. A very small child.

God.

"I... ah..." He slowly raises his hands. "I'm sorry, I'm not usually... like that..."

"...You mean...'spin happy'?" she offers, twisting her brows a bit. He wasn't quite all there even when she ran into him, honestly. It was probably like how she was with the 'fork' while on Foster's back.

That sure was weird now that she thinks about it. "...It's ok. ...You're not normally a big dragon thing, right?" Dragon, Kaiju, both are clearly the same, right??

The sort of kaiju he was don't exist in his world; the difference between them in his mind is frankly next to meaningless. He was dragon enough while he was on that spaceship.

"......yeah. 'Spin happy.'" Yuusei can at least argue that the alien beaning was out of necessity there were so many of them--

"Yeah, normally I'm like this." He pauses and frowns. "Er, well, even this form is new..." He can't even say it was because he tripped since he was planning on barrelling anyway. How embarrassing. "...I didn't even get your name. I'm Yuusei. I... I'm so sorry, I can help you carry some things if you need..."

"Mnh. ...I was 'fork happy', earlier..." Don't ask. "My name is Reira, though. Um..." That's names covered, but what else...she looks back at all the things, her eyes widening for different reasons now.

What.

The heck.

"....I didn't grab a lot of that..."

Well it's theirs now, because they sure aren't going back to Return it.

"...huh." Now that he's looking around too, yeah, he doesn't remember her having any of this stuff in her possession either. His tool belt is still secure around his waist, and he checks one of the closed pockets to make sure his dice are still there. They are.

...which, actually, he removes the purple set he nabbed on his way out of the spaceship while beginning to collect some of the things on the ground. Holding it where Reira can see it, he asks, "Uh, hey, I know it isn't much, but... Would you want this? I don't know if you're into those kinds of games, but some dice might be useful?" Maybe?? He's trying his best here--

Gosh, there's so much stuff...most of it is nonsense like magnets and pencil crayons mind, but...

"Eh?" she blinks, looking to the dice. They do look very...pretty. She will say that. "Um, you're giving them to me? ...Really?" Oh dear-it really wasn't super terrible Yuusei, it's fine...

Even the little things, Yuusei does pick up. There's no sense in leaving all of this stuff out for someone else to deal with. He has multiple hands; he can put them somewhere else later.

Does this look like a man who needs three sets of dice though? He feels a little awkward doing this, though. He may have spent a fair amount of time with the twins and with Rally, but he really doesn't understand children very well. He feels like he's just being embarrassing now. "Yeah, of course. ...I won't make you take them if you don't want them, though."

"UM!" Nope, she is taking those-absolutely taking those, carefully setting them first in her strange purple hands, and then in her jacket pocket. "No, it's fine..! ...I just didn't think you were going to give me stuff... ...you didn't have to, so..."

There is a pause, as she stares at the ground. "....Thank you."

⇨ SPACE FIGHT

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