Thinking with -- OW, THAT WAS AN ARROW.

[dearest-nehaa.livejournal.com]

Nehaalista stood back and admired her handiwork. Warsong Gulch lay spread out before her, each piece carefully and slowly laid in from memory. She was a little hazy where exactly one side of the gulch turned into the Barrens, but that was neither here nor there. The fact was it was big enough to move in, and that was all that mattered.


In addition to the usual look of the Gulch, Nehaalista had added a spectators' area to the north, nested securely in the branches of one of the incredibly tall trees that lined the area. So long as no one decided to knock the spectators over into the woods, Nehaalista was satisfied.


She crossed her arms and looked around one last time before nodding to herself.


((OOC: Welcome! This is a chance to play Capture the Flag as our Warcraft Denizens are used to playing it. It is permissible to post! No, guys, this does not go towards your Silverwing Sentinel or Warsong Outriders' reputation. OOC Plotting-planning-lololols are here)

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Prepare for Battle

[dearest-nehaa.livejournal.com]

The Players are gathered, the rules are explained.

Re: Prepare for Battle

[behaemmert.livejournal.com]

"I got two rule questions. One, weaponry, two: is flying allowed while you don't have the flag?"

She thought she understood the rest: Get the flag, protect your own. That was simple enough.

[dearest-nehaa.livejournal.com]

Nehaalista hefted the illusions of her sword and shield - the real things safely tucked away in her room. Letting the mace fall to her side she began to sign quickly.

[The weapons you use here will be safe-versions of your original ones. Instead of landing a killing blow,--] Nehaalista paused and pulled the letters of her usual small subtitling so that they were big enough for all to see. [-you will instead be transported to the "Graveyard" and wait fifteen to thirty seconds. After which, you may rejoin the game. Non-lethal blows will instead leave a mark on your clothing or armor. Five marks, and you will be sent to the graveyard.]

[As for your second question, yes. But you cannot fly and hold the flag. You must run.]

[governorkang]

"What about spells?" Kang asked, after a moment. "I'm assuming nothing that causes actual damage."

Silverwing Sentinels

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A PLAN! A PLAN! MY BG FOR A PLAN!

Re: Silverwing Sentinels

[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

"Alright," Jr. started, crossing his arms and leaning against a wall. "There might be someone faster than me who'd be better off with the flag, but speed isn't necessarily all we need. I'd rather sacrifice a little speed if the faster guy's also better for defense."

He looked around, particularly at their own flag. "It seems like the best idea is leaving two or three guys here go guard this baby while the rest try to make way toward the other base. But," he added, tapping a finger against his chin, "they might come up with the same idea. Or an idea that leaves our own vulnerable. Hmm."

He shrugged after that, figuring that they'd either luck out or someone else would have a better idea.

"As for what I can do-- well, like I said, I'm pretty fast. But I'm also pretty helpful otherwise. I've got some Ethers that stop targets from being able to cast magic. I've also got one that weakens those magic effects if they get any off on us, and I can remove them if we get hit with any. Same weakening for general defense and speed of our opponents. As for us, I've also got some Ethers that can heal us, give us more defensive and offensive power. I'll do that right before we start."

Re: Silverwing Sentinels

[for-magic.livejournal.com]

Alliance WTF? He took his place calmly in the waiting area, nodding at his teammate spoke.

"Given the nature of the game, I can drop down a number of enhancements to our side prior to the game. I weighted my loadout to control and enhancement, so I'll stay back on defense for the time being and do what I can to disrupt any approaches so they can be disabled."

Re: Silverwing Sentinels

[behaemmert.livejournal.com]

Vita waved at Aibghalien, glad to know one person on the team.

"Myself, I'm mostly melee, but I can give some firing support from afar too, if needed. I can also take care of the skies, if you want, I'm skilled with aerial combat."

She pondered, then nodded. "And if a group of enemies can get close to me, I have a little trick up my sleeves to disorient them for a bit. As for the enemies, the only things I know is that the one with the eyepatch has explosive daggers. She'll probably also tell the others what I usually do, so fair's fair. Oh, and I suspect the blonde one has ways to incapacitate us for longer periods of time. Gotta watch for that."

Eva had asked about that, after all. Vita didn't really reveal that Cinque was a cyborg, because that was probably private, really. That Cinque was tough was something she didn't even think the others should be told, they most likely already knew something so obvious. To Vita. But then, Vita's perspective was a bit odd.

Warsong Outriders

[dearest-nehaa.livejournal.com]

And on the other side of the gulch...

[shortaneye.livejournal.com]

"I'm willing to go for the flag, if nobody has any objections." Cinque said once she joined up with her team. "I was built for stealth and infiltration, and my Shell Coat can repel most magic, so it shouldn't be too difficult."

Well, the 'built for stealth' thing explained why this 20-year-old girl didn't look much taller than an elementary school kid.

[lol-fireishot.livejournal.com]

Pyro tapped the blunt side of his fireaxe in one hand as he took in his surroundings. He liked this base. Lots of red.

"Well, I ain't hanging back on defense. I say we hit 'em fast and hard before they get the chance to do the same, 'cuz trust me, they will." Charging headlong into the enemy base was Pyro's way of doing things, of course. "But stealth? Stealth is good. We always had a guy on hand for infiltrating while the rest of us distracted the enemy with a full-on assault. Some of us can keep 'em busy while you run in and grab the intel."

Pause. "I mean, flag."

ROUND ONE - FIIIIIIIIIIGHT.

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Re: ROUND ONE - FIIIIIIIIIIGHT.

[dearest-nehaa.livejournal.com]

Jurea's calm voice rang across the fields. "Let the battle for Warsong Gulch begin!"

Warsong Gulch Flag Room and Base

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[maguspuparum.livejournal.com]

The Outrider's Base looked an impressive fortification with its thick walls, layers of defenses, and many, many menacing spikes, and Evangeline quickly set to work making sure it would live up to its imposing image. Soon traps, some purely magical and others triggered by spiderweb-like layers of filaments, filled the flag room and approaches.

And at the center of the web went the spider... and friend, in this case; Evangeline had brought Chachazero with her, less for the competitive disadvantage than in the hopes that her so-called servant would stop complain about the lack of action. Still... the little doll might be weak compared to Evangeline, but even a repertoire consisting solely of 'lunge at interlopers with gigantic knives' could be effective in an enclosed space filled with other hazards.

The worst of which was, of course, Evangeline herself.

Center Field

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[scourgeborne.livejournal.com]

As promised, Seviilia remained lurking in wait behind a rather large rock, crouched in a large clump of bushes with her ghoul by her side. She had taken the liberty of grinding down its teeth and claws to keep it from being a lethal weapon. Thankfully, her armor was dark and well hidden by the shadow of the area she had chosen. Admittedly, she didn't know much about the other team, but one thing she was aware of was that there was at least one person she and her minion would not be able to hide from.

And that, of course, was the paladin.

What she had hoped was that Nehaa would find herself in front of the pack, thanks to her light-gifted swiftness...or perhaps bringing up the rear. Whichever left their hardiest warrior on her own was the favorable of the two options. A paladin was no strange enemy to her, being what she was, in addition to what Aelaidas had been before he had fallen from grace.

If she kept her from the flag, that was reward enough for the knight.

Re: Center Field

[behaemmert.livejournal.com]

Above the center field, an invisible little HUGE Vita was racing to the other side, checking for enemies - the other side should have fliers too, and she was moving there to take those down. Hard.

Let's see what the other side would throw at her!

Re: Center Field

[lol-fireishot.livejournal.com]

There's a scary-looking man(?) in a bright red, rubber suit and a creepy gas mask running at you full speed with an imposing-looking flamethrower.

WHAT DO YOU DO.

Silverwing Sentinels Flag Room and Base

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Re: Silverwing Sentinels Flag Room and Base

[tricks-of-trade.livejournal.com]

The flag was at its stand, bathed in a blue light.

Choline crouched against the back wall of the little alcove it occupied, her eyes scanning back and forth; her thrown weapon clenched between her teeth.

She'd only served in the Alliance vs Horde wars occasionally; the skirmishes back home in Azeroth happened relatively infrequently and usually had younger, more naive adventurers on the battlefield.

Ten other Horde was no Algalon the Observer, but if there was one thing she knew how to do, it was to fight and win.

She looked about, trying to find where May had stationed herself.

Spectators and Hecklers

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We know who you are. :|

[alterniantaurus.livejournal.com]

The game sounded fun, and the risks hadn't sounded so bad, but Tavros wasn't familiar enough with the MC or the other players to speak up. He didn't feel secure enough in his abilities to compete anyway, so it's for the best. He finds a good vantage point and parks himself someplace where see can see the game without being in anyone else's way.

[ghost-bait.livejournal.com]

Miku had wanted to watch; it wasn't like something so friendly (but... not really friendly...) happened like a game being held. She saw a boy in the box, as she entered and hurried up beside him. "Have they started yet?"

Re: Spectators and Hecklers

[metalbent.livejournal.com]

Toph had never encountered something on this scale before. Sure, the secret stadiums for Earth Rumble were always a pretty awesome spectacle of Earthbending prowess, but this was ...

There was no other word for it. This was cool. And certainly the sort of thing she could get behind. She wasn't sure who to cheer for yet. But she had the Sensorium make her something to be rowdy with: a long green-coloured horn that looked to be made out of plastic.

Settling herself down on top of a branch (the better to earthbending-see with), she wondered if Sokka had heard about this.