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 Koreaโs 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 didnโt track down an injured and resting Imugi—they tracked down the Imugiโs 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. LILITHโs 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.
โถ 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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(And here he is: The whimsical menace in the flesh. Let's say he's crashing while Set's at the cafeteria or something. Tsurumaru will sit across from him with just a plain mug filled with warm tea.)
Good.
(That he doesn't regret his choice. He doesn't sound at all bothered as he settles in,)
They have not had the energy to confront me. Their regrets bother me, though. I value conviction, not doubt.
[ Though he frequents the cafeteria, it is more to drink than eat. He doesn't like to eat around others ( doesn't like to eat much at all, except as a utilitarian need ), and it leads him to inhabiting a space he does not connect easily to. To drumming his fingers on the table as he regards Tsurumaru with a relatively steady gaze, a stern brow.
Behind the capriciousness, he's quite dutiful! ]
I kept your umbrella safe, by the way. I only took it by accident โ you can have it back any time.
Eh? You brought it all the way from the mainland? (He not only sounds surprised but he looks it too.) Good. We wouldn't want it to become vengeful.
(He says as if this is a totally normal thing. He really meant that story. It's true!
Under Set's eye, Tsurumaru is relaxed. He's unbothered and just enjoying his tea and a pleasant conversation.)
"There are those in this world that must carry a heavy burden." (It sounds recited, like he's quoting someone or something.) Not everyone is ready to bear it.
The place I was in before... I cannot imagine how any of them would have survived it. It made extremists and pragmatists of us.
[ Maybe he is too used to fighting others; other gods, other mortals, other entities, for one of two options. It's hard to return to working together with those same types for a singular goal, and the difficulty wears on him.
Still, he aims for conviction of his own. His chin lifted, his expression schooled. He is a god of war, even if he, too, has known peace. ]
The burden they bear โ you have watched them for longer โ will they surmount it?
Well, I do not. I want to succeed here, I have a world to return to โ and responsibilities to it that I value far more than those here.
[ Primly said, but Set's own eyes do soften. A distance enveloping them, as if caught in his own thoughts, before he rubs the crease just between his brows with two fingers. ]
Such is the burden of the living, to fight back against their end. Are you just going to watch and see, little menace? Nobody you want to help?
(Oh... so he is just going to be "little menace" even when he's behaving, huh??? Nice.)
I've done what I can. Whether it helps or not, we'll see.
(Which means, maybe there's a chance that what he did to help isn't exactly helpful. Not everyone appreciates harsh words and not everyone can get up after being beaten again.)
Many of the people here are quite young or kind. They feel like they carry the weight of the world on their shoulders and when they stop, the world stops with them. But as you know... (Glancing at Set. A god old enough to remember a time before humans, huh?) The world doesn't stop for anyone.
(It keeps going. Locking yourself away and sulking where no one else can find you won't stop it.)
I usually like hide and seek but it was too easy finding everyone this time. (And he sighs dramatically,) I'm bored!
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Good.
(That he doesn't regret his choice. He doesn't sound at all bothered as he settles in,)
Have others bothered you?
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[ Though he frequents the cafeteria, it is more to drink than eat. He doesn't like to eat around others ( doesn't like to eat much at all, except as a utilitarian need ), and it leads him to inhabiting a space he does not connect easily to. To drumming his fingers on the table as he regards Tsurumaru with a relatively steady gaze, a stern brow.
Behind the capriciousness, he's quite dutiful! ]
I kept your umbrella safe, by the way. I only took it by accident โ you can have it back any time.
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(He says as if this is a totally normal thing. He really meant that story. It's true!
Under Set's eye, Tsurumaru is relaxed. He's unbothered and just enjoying his tea and a pleasant conversation.)
"There are those in this world that must carry a heavy burden." (It sounds recited, like he's quoting someone or something.) Not everyone is ready to bear it.
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[ Maybe he is too used to fighting others; other gods, other mortals, other entities, for one of two options. It's hard to return to working together with those same types for a singular goal, and the difficulty wears on him.
Still, he aims for conviction of his own. His chin lifted, his expression schooled. He is a god of war, even if he, too, has known peace. ]
The burden they bear โ you have watched them for longer โ will they surmount it?
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(Looking away, thoughtful, seriously considering things for a moment... and he shrugs,)
For better or worse, I prefer to be surprised.
(Whether they can or not, it doesn't make the burden any lighter. it doesn't stop it from weighing down on them.)
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[ Primly said, but Set's own eyes do soften. A distance enveloping them, as if caught in his own thoughts, before he rubs the crease just between his brows with two fingers. ]
Such is the burden of the living, to fight back against their end. Are you just going to watch and see, little menace? Nobody you want to help?
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I've done what I can. Whether it helps or not, we'll see.
(Which means, maybe there's a chance that what he did to help isn't exactly helpful. Not everyone appreciates harsh words and not everyone can get up after being beaten again.)
Many of the people here are quite young or kind. They feel like they carry the weight of the world on their shoulders and when they stop, the world stops with them. But as you know... (Glancing at Set. A god old enough to remember a time before humans, huh?) The world doesn't stop for anyone.
(It keeps going. Locking yourself away and sulking where no one else can find you won't stop it.)
I usually like hide and seek but it was too easy finding everyone this time. (And he sighs dramatically,) I'm bored!