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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[ Of course killing people is a mistake, Ratio wants to retort, but that isn't the point of the story Tsurumaru is sharing. It's not about the lives lost as much as it's about making mistakes and learning from them. Seeing past the weight of the mistake to the value it brings the future.
There is something to be learned from their failure in Seoul. Something must be learned to avoid the same thing from occurring once more in the future. Not because the lives would have been lost in vain otherwise—nothing changes the fact that lives have been lost; potential snuffed out, and people suffering in its wake. But there are those like him who must proceed regardless, and thus it is important to extract a lesson that can be passed on.
Because it's his job to continue when others cannot. To be keep pushing forth, and show the hopeless that there is something waiting for them if they just keep fighting. That they have to pick themselves back up, because no one can help them if they do not help themselves.
There is still a tightly wound ball of emotions tumbling in his chest. This is something that will not resolve itself through discussion and logic. But he sees a little clearer, and the understanding of what he must do has settled much better in his mind. ]
Your story has given me some clarity of mind.
[ He'd been dwelling on himself and his burdens a little too much, not focusing on the future he needed to do his best for. His thoughts had been stuck on how to deal with his emotions, and nothing else. This is what he'd been missing: his vision for the future.
He summons a new sheet of paper into his hand, pen in the other, and immediately gets to writing. This time, he's scribbling a concrete plan for self-reflection and giving himself the proper time needed to sort through everything. ]
I still require time for myself, but I know how long it will take for me to recover my spirit, and what I must do to clear my heart.
[ He pauses for a moment to look at Tsurumaru, eyes clear and focused once more. ]
(In more ways than one. But he smiles to himself, looking satisfied with the result he can now see unfolding in front of him. Maybe that's why he returns Ratio's paper to him, folded into a paper airplane in front of him. If Ratio had continued to frustrate him, he would have surely thrown it into the distance for him to retrieve or lose forever.
If it's like then he doesn't mind giving the man a little more time. Maybe this is also why he decides to relent and get up from his seat to leave him alone to his work,)
Don't take too long, doctor. You wouldn't want to waste your life away.
[ With a small huff, he takes back the folded paper and unfolds it, smoothing it out and shuffling through his papers to place the sheet where it belongs.
Once that's done, he returns to the sheet he was working on. ]
Nothing I do is a waste. Every moment is a step forward, whether through progress, or a lesson learned from failure.
[ He looks up at Tsurumaru for a moment. ]
Three days.
[ That's how long he'll take to recover. Of course, he doesn't account for himself falling ill on the third day, thus trapping him in his room and extending the period of time he isn't seen around base, but that is a conversation for the future. ]
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There is something to be learned from their failure in Seoul. Something must be learned to avoid the same thing from occurring once more in the future. Not because the lives would have been lost in vain otherwise—nothing changes the fact that lives have been lost; potential snuffed out, and people suffering in its wake. But there are those like him who must proceed regardless, and thus it is important to extract a lesson that can be passed on.
Because it's his job to continue when others cannot. To be keep pushing forth, and show the hopeless that there is something waiting for them if they just keep fighting. That they have to pick themselves back up, because no one can help them if they do not help themselves.
There is still a tightly wound ball of emotions tumbling in his chest. This is something that will not resolve itself through discussion and logic. But he sees a little clearer, and the understanding of what he must do has settled much better in his mind. ]
Your story has given me some clarity of mind.
[ He'd been dwelling on himself and his burdens a little too much, not focusing on the future he needed to do his best for. His thoughts had been stuck on how to deal with his emotions, and nothing else. This is what he'd been missing: his vision for the future.
He summons a new sheet of paper into his hand, pen in the other, and immediately gets to writing. This time, he's scribbling a concrete plan for self-reflection and giving himself the proper time needed to sort through everything. ]
I still require time for myself, but I know how long it will take for me to recover my spirit, and what I must do to clear my heart.
[ He pauses for a moment to look at Tsurumaru, eyes clear and focused once more. ]
Thank you. ...for relating your experience to me.
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(In more ways than one. But he smiles to himself, looking satisfied with the result he can now see unfolding in front of him. Maybe that's why he returns Ratio's paper to him, folded into a paper airplane in front of him. If Ratio had continued to frustrate him, he would have surely thrown it into the distance for him to retrieve or lose forever.
If it's like then he doesn't mind giving the man a little more time. Maybe this is also why he decides to relent and get up from his seat to leave him alone to his work,)
Don't take too long, doctor. You wouldn't want to waste your life away.
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Once that's done, he returns to the sheet he was working on. ]
Nothing I do is a waste. Every moment is a step forward, whether through progress, or a lesson learned from failure.
[ He looks up at Tsurumaru for a moment. ]
Three days.
[ That's how long he'll take to recover. Of course, he doesn't account for himself falling ill on the third day, thus trapping him in his room and extending the period of time he isn't seen around base, but that is a conversation for the future. ]