The decision has been made. LILITH Japan orders the Outsiders to mobilize to pursue the Imugi.
Given that they are in a foreign country, they are largely dependent on LILITH Korea’s resources. In response to the decision, the Korean branch provides some assistance: the Outsiders are given just enough vehicles to help transport them, essential supplies, and only a few operatives to help guide them. This is the most the Korean branch is able to give, as they must focus on relocating people and restoring peace following the attack.
LILITH announces that the Imugi is currently resting near Gangneung on the east coast and they must move quickly. The effects of Rift poisoning will grow stronger as they approach the source; a sign that they are close to a kaiju. Upon reaching the mountains just outside the city, LILITH informs them that they are right on top of its location.
However, there is no Imugi to be found. After searching the area, Outsiders will discover the source of the trace and the poisoning: eggs. They will find about twelve eggs. When they report their findings, Seokdang will curse. In their rush, they had followed the wrong trace. They didn’t track down an injured and resting Imugi—they tracked down the Imugi’s nest. So where is the Imugi?
Not long after, Outsiders will receive an update on their implants: the Imugi reappeared in Seoul. After seeing the corpse of its mate, it went berserk and attacked the city again. While many of the citizens were evacuated to nearby Incheon and remaining shelters, just as many perished, with the death toll at 168,000 and rising. LILITH’s Korean base is destroyed.
The Imugi was last seen flying north, but the Korean government prohibits the Outsiders from pursuing it again through their territory. By choosing to pursue the kaiju, the Outsiders have abandoned humanity and thus will receive no further support. They are ordered to leave the country immediately.
LILITH Japan will order them to collect as many eggs as possible and continue to the abandoned city of Gangneung, where they will arrange pick up and return to base in Tokyo.
▶ AFTERWORD.
Thanks everyone for participating in our first major Event Decision! We hope you had fun discussing what to do both ICly and OOCly.
After failing to capture the second Imugi and also failing to save a large portion of Seoul's population, characters will be shipped back to Japan. The events of the TDM will springboard from there. Feel free to use this post to thread out any aftermath threads if you would like.
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( muffled at first, like he doesn't want to bother answering. not to this man in particular.
but then he's righted, and izou grits his teeth and shakes his head violently for some semblance of clarity before slapping a couple times at yuwon's arm. )
Gerroffa me, you... you. Embarrassing? The hell's so embarrassing about... tryin' to keep our spirits high? After...
[ oh, was this his way of coping with recent events?
it gets a genuine look of curiosity from him, unsure of how to read izou's emotions for once. while normally, he felt like the man was quite transparent, he also didn't somehow see him as the type who would be torn up about something like this. is it more of the idea of failure that looms over his head?
yuwon briefly considers before: ] Is that what this is? Keeping up your spirits? [ he releases a sigh, but he doesn't let go of izou yet, he keeps holding him up, not letting his posture become slack. ] I didn't think you were the type to wallow around in regret.
Wallow? We didn't have time... for that shit, back in my day. You lose folks, and then you... you just gotta move forward. Only an idiot wouldn't have though we'd, eventually...
( —end up making a huge mistake.
yuwon's out here hitting a nail on the head with his suspicions, but maybe it's only a given to think that way after witnessing izou at his worst, hundreds of years ago, facing the consequences of the biggest mistake of his life. he reaches a hand out towards a half-empty glass on the table, regardless of how he's being handled at the moment. fuck it. )
Okay, then. Smartass. What're yer way of... of handlin' what we just went through, huh? Or do you just not give a shit?
[ he asks point-blank, not even waiting for izou to finish off where his words trailed off. there is no hint of hesitation to his own words. really, what was so different? even yuwon doesn't know the answer to that. his own decisions have surely led to death, and he had even orchestrated it to a certain degree with his own hands, and yet...
he isn't sure why these reactions had a way of sticking to the inside of his mind; his own self unable to reach it in order to scrub it away. he's always been dismissive of his own emotions, and obviously, others aren't the same, and he doesn't hold those expectations, but it was a bit frustrating to see all the same. ]
I didn't say that. [ that he didn't give a shit, that is. but, it probably doesn't help that his tone hasn't changed. ] I just think you can feel as bad as you want, even drink until you throw it up, but that isn't going to erase your half-baked guilt. No one can predict the future. Clearly, neither could they. [ LILITH, that is. otherwise, they could have called it quits on their mission at any time, and yet they didn't. it isn't that he's passing over that sense of culpability, but just displaying that even the people who brought them here weren't capable of reading all the potential outcomes, and so how could they? ]
( he wasn't... he isn't—but yuwon's frustration passes through the sturdy grip on his collar and into his bunched-up shoulders, creating more tension.
yet again, the taller man doesn't rise to his goading attempts, and for once... it pings in a different way beyond the haze of his intoxication. is this yuwon's way to try and console him somehow? was he starting to understand this guy on a level beyond... whatever the hell their relationship was, somehow, after all these months? )
If my guilt's half-baked... then is yours the real deal? Huh? There's wizards out there... or whatever, that can see the damn future. They oughta get a clue and start pluckin' them out of space-time.
[ he isn't sure why, but when izou is wasted like this, held up by the scruff of his collar, it feels ... familiar to him somehow. not all unlike an exchange he may have had back in the tower, and he isn't sure if that's what bothers him more. this may have been the second time he's felt such a weird mix of emotions around izou (and since he is the common denominator, he seems to blame him somehow), and it's hard for him to swallow it down...
nor does he desire to accept it as it is, and so he decides to simply drop it. discarding it straight out of his mind was easier than addressing it. but, almost as if taking this out on izou, he uses his other hand to give him a slight knuckle to the top of his head. (izou truly does not deserve this).
it's a quick and clipped motion, if he's even allowed to get it in. izou may have been drunk, but his movements have always been quick. but, more important than all of that— ] Is that your solution? Wizards? [ said in a very, "do you hear yourself?" tone. ] The future isn't that simple.
[ to predict, or change, that is. ]
And even if it was, it doesn't change a single thing.
( i can't believe izou triggered a tower memory in yuwon... this is the best day of my life
and of course the rap on the head is allowed, izou reaching up with both hands to swipe at what's already happened. a futile effort with how slow he is at the moment, but... it is what it is. the barely hidden scoff in yuwon's tone keeps the indignant scowl on izou's face from wiping away. )
... Whatever. Not like I can see it, or predict it myself. My future's, at the whim of... whoever bothers to summon me. After this, it's back to nothing, or to the call of some other humanity that needs savin'.
[ not the tower lore and yuwon's webtoon abilities...
in a way, it's ironic that izou mentions this all, considering his own abilities to summon the dead. is it an inherently sorrowful concept to be summoned time and time again not of your own will? is it insult to injury to then be subjected to someone else's desires? to be be honest, yuwon doesn't know how to assess it outside of what he knows, and so... ]
You're called to save humanity that often? I didn't think you were the type. But, I guess you are pretty soft. [ this does allow him to finally relinquish his grip on izou's collar. instead, he smooths it out, pressing his back more firmly in his seat.
honestly, he's a bit surprised if just because even when summoned, he expected it to be for a nefarious purpose. it's enough to sober him up, even if he hasn't drank a single drop of alcohol. but, it's here, he leans over and pries the drink out of izou's hand, if just so he could throw his head back and drink down the rest of it. ]
I'm not. [ ... ] It's more like I just have to be. So if you see it that way, then...
[ maybe that means he's on the right track. it would have been nice to know for certain, but what's really certain? (outside of wizards) ]
but this is the first time in forever that yuwon's said something vaguely personal, and it pings this izou heady with alcohol and who's far more open to discussion of things where he normally wouldn't be. )
Have to be... for... for you? Or for someone else, wherever you're from?
while it may have been a logical question to ask back, it's one that takes him a while to process. to be honest, he thought izou wouldn't be interested in anything he had to say. not that he hadn't tried to provoke him on numerous occasions, but that izou seemed dogmatic and stubborn in living a certain lifestyle that yuwon wasn't sure if he was interested in hearing anything else.
this could entirely just have been his own perception and bias, however, considering how dismissive he himself was. compared to that, maybe he could say the sudden question was ... a bit [redacted]. ]
Maybe a bit of both. For myself, and... [ if just because he isn't the type who can say embarrassing and cringey words like he's doing it for a greater cause and the like. it seemed ridiculous of a notion to him even now. so it was easier to think it was just for a purpose. disconnected from himself and anyone else. ]
Have you ever witnessed someone sacrifice something huge for someone else?
Not, for me. But... I knew someone... who sacrificed his family, his friends, and his life. All for some... dream of unity, or whatever. For his kinsmen.
( maybe he was included in that too, actually, but not even the alcohol weighing his thoughts down can overcome the bitterness involved there. )
[ there were always two sides of a coin, right? on one side people could consider such a person to be selfless to sacrifice every near and dear to them for a loftier objective, or... maybe some could see them as heartless. blinded and greedy for their goals, even in death. he does wonder what izou thinks of it, and— ]
his lips purse momentarily, before: ] Is that...? [ part of the past he saw? he has to wonder. or someone completely unrelated to his fate? he stops himself mid-way, however. ] You're not wrong. That's usually how it goes.
... You say all that, but aren't you still being relied on? [ was there a difference? ]
That's not true. [ he says without any actual emotion in his voice. it's difficult to discern if he actually means to refute it, however, in some ways, he doesn't think he brushes off izou's words anymore than another. maybe at times, it feels that way, but it's been harder lately if he had to honest. ]
I have always been interested in your skills. [ ... and then since vegas, he has thought about izou on a more personal level. ] You actually remind me of someone, minus the... [ crying, but he feels like if he says that then it would just complicate things. ]
( it's an admittance that doesn't fall on deaf ears, even if izou isn't likely to acknowledge it beyond his already red cheeks flushing redder.
remind him of someone... is that, a good thing? a bad thing? )
... If you're interested, then maybe you oughta start acting like it. But, maybe I'd like to meet that... someone. Confirm if you're actually onto somethin', or if you're just messing with me like usual.
( a little huff, where only later he'll think back on this and realize how familiar they've gotten over-time. )
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( muffled at first, like he doesn't want to bother answering. not to this man in particular.
but then he's righted, and izou grits his teeth and shakes his head violently for some semblance of clarity before slapping a couple times at yuwon's arm. )
Gerroffa me, you... you. Embarrassing? The hell's so embarrassing about... tryin' to keep our spirits high? After...
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it gets a genuine look of curiosity from him, unsure of how to read izou's emotions for once. while normally, he felt like the man was quite transparent, he also didn't somehow see him as the type who would be torn up about something like this. is it more of the idea of failure that looms over his head?
yuwon briefly considers before: ] Is that what this is? Keeping up your spirits? [ he releases a sigh, but he doesn't let go of izou yet, he keeps holding him up, not letting his posture become slack. ] I didn't think you were the type to wallow around in regret.
[ is that even what this is though? #doubt ]
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( —end up making a huge mistake.
yuwon's out here hitting a nail on the head with his suspicions, but maybe it's only a given to think that way after witnessing izou at his worst, hundreds of years ago, facing the consequences of the biggest mistake of his life. he reaches a hand out towards a half-empty glass on the table, regardless of how he's being handled at the moment. fuck it. )
Okay, then. Smartass. What're yer way of... of handlin' what we just went through, huh? Or do you just not give a shit?
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[ he asks point-blank, not even waiting for izou to finish off where his words trailed off. there is no hint of hesitation to his own words. really, what was so different? even yuwon doesn't know the answer to that. his own decisions have surely led to death, and he had even orchestrated it to a certain degree with his own hands, and yet...
he isn't sure why these reactions had a way of sticking to the inside of his mind; his own self unable to reach it in order to scrub it away. he's always been dismissive of his own emotions, and obviously, others aren't the same, and he doesn't hold those expectations, but it was a bit frustrating to see all the same. ]
I didn't say that. [ that he didn't give a shit, that is. but, it probably doesn't help that his tone hasn't changed. ] I just think you can feel as bad as you want, even drink until you throw it up, but that isn't going to erase your half-baked guilt. No one can predict the future. Clearly, neither could they. [ LILITH, that is. otherwise, they could have called it quits on their mission at any time, and yet they didn't. it isn't that he's passing over that sense of culpability, but just displaying that even the people who brought them here weren't capable of reading all the potential outcomes, and so how could they? ]
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( he wasn't... he isn't—but yuwon's frustration passes through the sturdy grip on his collar and into his bunched-up shoulders, creating more tension.
yet again, the taller man doesn't rise to his goading attempts, and for once... it pings in a different way beyond the haze of his intoxication. is this yuwon's way to try and console him somehow? was he starting to understand this guy on a level beyond... whatever the hell their relationship was, somehow, after all these months? )
If my guilt's half-baked... then is yours the real deal? Huh? There's wizards out there... or whatever, that can see the damn future. They oughta get a clue and start pluckin' them out of space-time.
( goading attempt... number TWO. )
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nor does he desire to accept it as it is, and so he decides to simply drop it. discarding it straight out of his mind was easier than addressing it. but, almost as if taking this out on izou, he uses his other hand to give him a slight knuckle to the top of his head. (izou truly does not deserve this).
it's a quick and clipped motion, if he's even allowed to get it in. izou may have been drunk, but his movements have always been quick. but, more important than all of that— ] Is that your solution? Wizards? [ said in a very, "do you hear yourself?" tone. ] The future isn't that simple.
[ to predict, or change, that is. ]
And even if it was, it doesn't change a single thing.
[ is this truly comforting... ]
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and of course the rap on the head is allowed, izou reaching up with both hands to swipe at what's already happened. a futile effort with how slow he is at the moment, but... it is what it is. the barely hidden scoff in yuwon's tone keeps the indignant scowl on izou's face from wiping away. )
... Whatever. Not like I can see it, or predict it myself. My future's, at the whim of... whoever bothers to summon me. After this, it's back to nothing, or to the call of some other humanity that needs savin'.
( he stops reaching for any drink. )
Glad you're so sure of yourself, though.
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in a way, it's ironic that izou mentions this all, considering his own abilities to summon the dead. is it an inherently sorrowful concept to be summoned time and time again not of your own will? is it insult to injury to then be subjected to someone else's desires? to be be honest, yuwon doesn't know how to assess it outside of what he knows, and so... ]
You're called to save humanity that often? I didn't think you were the type. But, I guess you are pretty soft. [ this does allow him to finally relinquish his grip on izou's collar. instead, he smooths it out, pressing his back more firmly in his seat.
honestly, he's a bit surprised if just because even when summoned, he expected it to be for a nefarious purpose. it's enough to sober him up, even if he hasn't drank a single drop of alcohol. but, it's here, he leans over and pries the drink out of izou's hand, if just so he could throw his head back and drink down the rest of it. ]
I'm not. [ ... ] It's more like I just have to be. So if you see it that way, then...
[ maybe that means he's on the right track. it would have been nice to know for certain, but what's really certain? (outside of wizards) ]
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but this is the first time in forever that yuwon's said something vaguely personal, and it pings this izou heady with alcohol and who's far more open to discussion of things where he normally wouldn't be. )
Have to be... for... for you? Or for someone else, wherever you're from?
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while it may have been a logical question to ask back, it's one that takes him a while to process. to be honest, he thought izou wouldn't be interested in anything he had to say. not that he hadn't tried to provoke him on numerous occasions, but that izou seemed dogmatic and stubborn in living a certain lifestyle that yuwon wasn't sure if he was interested in hearing anything else.
this could entirely just have been his own perception and bias, however, considering how dismissive he himself was. compared to that, maybe he could say the sudden question was ... a bit [redacted]. ]
Maybe a bit of both. For myself, and... [ if just because he isn't the type who can say embarrassing and cringey words like he's doing it for a greater cause and the like. it seemed ridiculous of a notion to him even now. so it was easier to think it was just for a purpose. disconnected from himself and anyone else. ]
Have you ever witnessed someone sacrifice something huge for someone else?
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( maybe he was included in that too, actually, but not even the alcohol weighing his thoughts down can overcome the bitterness involved there. )
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What do you think of them?
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( it's blunt, but not as vile as it could be... or should be, izou not sounding all that convinced of the fact in the moment. )
If he hadn't... If he'd relied on us any... on me any, maybe he wouldn't have died. All that bein' selfless does is get you killed.
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his lips purse momentarily, before: ] Is that...? [ part of the past he saw? he has to wonder. or someone completely unrelated to his fate? he stops himself mid-way, however. ] You're not wrong. That's usually how it goes.
... You say all that, but aren't you still being relied on? [ was there a difference? ]
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( man, ... the rest of that drink would've been good right about now. )
First time I've ever heard you agree with me. Usually, whatever comes out my mouth doesn't seem to interest you none.
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That's not true. [ he says without any actual emotion in his voice. it's difficult to discern if he actually means to refute it, however, in some ways, he doesn't think he brushes off izou's words anymore than another. maybe at times, it feels that way, but it's been harder lately if he had to honest. ]
I have always been interested in your skills. [ ... and then since vegas, he has thought about izou on a more personal level. ] You actually remind me of someone, minus the... [ crying, but he feels like if he says that then it would just complicate things. ]
five years later... how did i lose this
remind him of someone... is that, a good thing? a bad thing? )
... If you're interested, then maybe you oughta start acting like it. But, maybe I'd like to meet that... someone. Confirm if you're actually onto somethin', or if you're just messing with me like usual.
( a little huff, where only later he'll think back on this and realize how familiar they've gotten over-time. )