[Closed RP - Hogwarts ANIMa Corps] We have Mission Sign! Commence Operation Archer!

[weaponized-love.livejournal.com]

Let's do this thing.

All Pilots and Anchors to your stations. Room of Requirement.

Coraline - Once you're in and your ANIMa is formed, you're on warding the north side of the castle.

Bree - You're on the west wards.

Rat - You're on the north wards.

I'm on the south wards.

Then, each of us will try to destroy the speaker towers - if the Sun really IS a Nightmare, those are Bliss Generators, and that ain't good. Even if they aren't, I am sick and tired of Dr. Demento at odd hours of the night. Do as much damage as you can, than form on my wing.

We'll scan the sun - make SURE it's a nightmare - then blow it to Hell!

Feel free to Hotshot new objectives as needed, but check in with me and your Anchors first.

Let's do this thing, Pilots!

Love is our weapon!
Our Anchors, our armor!
And against the Nightmares?
We never sleep!

- Keenan Caine, Wing Commander

((OOC: The objectives for each pilot are therefore:
- Form ANIMa
-- Set wards (Failure will harm a random Non-pilot character with a Relationship to that Pilot. This means something in Bliss Stage terms, but screw that; it's just an excuse for the mods and muns to be Cruel.)
--- Destroy Bliss Generators Flower... music... things. (Muns, at your option, if someone fails, have someone close to them Bliss Out... temporarily, for teh dramaz.)
---- Scan sun (only one pilot needs to succeed at this.)
----- ?????
------ PROFIT!

PILOTS! ANCHORS! TO YOUR STATIONS! Last chance to join the Corps!

And o rite, others can't participate in the mission, but, you know, feel free to comment on how lulzy it is.))

Comments

[iam-beowulf.livejournal.com]

The spectral Beowulf incinerated loudspeaker-stems left and right. The soundtrack changed to fit (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u--97IytCSE), and the Beowulf figure boomed earthshakingly loud laughter as it burninated the countryside.

[braveexplorer.livejournal.com]

Coraline jumped slightly at the laughter, but maintained her concentration, directing the figure through the crowds of speakers. She couldn't tell quite yet whether they'd stopped growing back, but the music did seem to be quieter.