Within the Labyrinth, Saturday Morning

[it-bit-me.livejournal.com]

After a few hours of sleep, it's time to get going again. Everyone needs to be rescued by this evening, or Jareth gets to keep them all forever! And since this is Team Distraction, it's time to get very loud and very obvious. If everyone in the Labyrinth is focused on what you're up to, the other team will have a much easier time slipping by the goblins and rescuing your friends. So, start smashing things! Sing at the top of your lungs! Be a general nuisance all around the Labyrinth!

Of course, being a distraction usually means being bait. And being bait almost always means being in danger.

But you can handle it! Right?


[For Team Distraction! If any of you need an NPC, please, visit us over at this post and we'll send somebody by as soon as we can!]

Comments

Re: More CERTAIN DEATH?

[it-bit-me.livejournal.com]

The lightsaber went right through the metal of the robot like a hot knife through butter, slicing through steam lines and oil pumps. The robot came to a shuddering halt as the gears ground together or were cut in two, its left foot still high in the air.

Then Bruce grappled the mace. It tried to release the mace before the downward momentum got to be too much...

Re: More CERTAIN DEATH?

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"Everyone get clear! It looks like it's coming down!" Bruce yelled because someone had to. It was required in these kinds of situations.

Re: More CERTAIN DEATH?

[solo_sword]

Jaina disengaged her lightsaber, jumping off the robot. Usually she was more graceful, but she still managed to tuck herself into a somersault so that she could flip to her feet out of the way of any falling robots.

Re: More CERTAIN DEATH?

[likes_scoundrels]

Leia darted backwards, watching the teetering robot and trying to gauge where it would fall while keeping an eye on Jaina at the same time. If any goblins tried to jump free, she was ready to shoot them.

Re: More CERTAIN DEATH?

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Tim had been in the middle of chopping at the thing's wrist when the 'timber'call came. He leaped away, not gracefully, but quickly and effectively.

Re: More CERTAIN DEATH?

[it-bit-me.livejournal.com]

And down the giant robot came, smashing to the ground with a deafening crunch of hundreds of pounds of metal meeting hundreds of pounds of stone. From a hole at the back of the robot's head, two more goblins looked up, giving them all fearful glances. Removing their hands from the controls, they raised them up in surrender.

"Errr, wanna call it a truce?" one suggested.