
Radsworth |

"Of course."
Radsworth was speaking to Merlin, but more interested in watching Sun Mi quietly join in the chant. The girl had a cross to bear, and far be it from him to make her carry it longer. He would apologize later, when the hubub died down.

Sun Mi |

"We are the hunter, they are the prey. We are the hunter, they are the prey. We are the hunter, they are the prey. We are the hunter, they are the prey...."
Sun Mi fidgeted with a handful of shuriken. She wasn't as big or strong as the others... she was still a kid and she knew it... but she would not return from the hunt unsuccessful.

Jacques Remy |

Oui, Oui. We are ze hunters, and all zat mumbo-jumbo, Remy said with large semi-sarcastic hand waving while stomping out the butt of one cigarette and immediately lighting another.
He reached over and patted the shaft of Reign of Terror, Soon, soon, ma Chérie, you shall have your fill of ze blood of ze monstruosités.

Michael Johnson 66 |

The Jaeger League is divided into teleport squads and teleported to the Silver Tower by Merlin, Radsworth, Dirge, and several elven wizards of sufficient power.
Under General Amber Lynn's direction, the captains of each squad lead their teams on a thorough and methodical sweep of the surrounding blocks of downtown Sarasota....

Michael Johnson 66 |

Allied auxiliary forces joining the Jaeger League in the operation in Sarasota include the Royal Palms Cinema Ushers of Sarasota's Royal Palms Cinema Commune, the Parliament Bailiffs of London's Parliament People, and the Glass Onion Brigadiers of London's Glass Onion Brigade, contributing a combined total of 78 auxiliary troops, which operate under their own commanders....

Dr Yamamoto Hiro, mad scientist |

Meanwhile, in an underground research laboratory below the ruins of Tokyo....
A haggard, middle-aged Japanese man, Dr Yamamoto Hiro, feverishly labors on his so-called "Kaiju Sensei" device.... It resembles a crown of copper with various strange antennae and disc-like projections, and an opaque visor.
In Japanese: Very soon, now.... The Kaiju Sensei device will be ready.... Soon, I will have within my command the raw power necessary to challenge the Great Old Ones.... I only hope.... No! There can be no room for doubt.... I MUST maintain control.... The Kaiju Sensei CANNOT fail! I cannot fail! The salvation of mankind rests upon my shoulders.... I MUST NOT FAIL!!.... For if I lose control of Gojira after I awaken him.... Then I will have unleashed a terror almost as dire as Cthulhu himself upon the world!.... But that will not happen.... No.... I will live up to my given name.... I will be a hero! Savior of mankind! And with Gojira under my command, no force will be able to stand before me!

Dr Yamamoto Hiro, mad scientist |

The mad scientist hurries in his gyrocopter to Tokyo Bay, where he arcs up into the sky over the Sea of Japan....
Gojira, Gojira, Gojira, Gojira, Gojira.... I know where you slumber, my colossal friend!.... Gojira, Gojira, Gojira, Gojira, Gojira.... Time for you to awaken again, sleepy friend....
Gojira, Gojira, Gojira, Gojira, Gojira.... Time to protect your home against cruel invaders....
Gojira, Gojira, Gojira, Gojira, Gojira....
The Kaiju Sensei sits heavily on Dr Yamamoto's troubled brow....

Michael Johnson 66 |

The Jaeger League and their auxiliary allied troopers engage the enemy in the streets of downtown Sarasota, taking back building by building for humanity....
Art galleries are purged of their ghoulish inhabitants, bookstores rid of sinspawn, restaurants cleansed of faceless ones and otyughs, the library liberated from lamias and nagas, and their pitiful human slaves were freed....

Michael Johnson 66 |

Everywhere the Jaeger League searches, it finds the enemy, and roots it out!
An antiques shop is purged of a hive of dretch demons led by a succubus....
A parking garage is cleared of cloakers and dark mantles....
A gibbering mouther is exterminated and removed from a fountain plaza....

Michael Johnson 66 |

By September 5th, the Jaeger League and auxiliaries had secured a 3-block radius around the Silver Tower of downtown Sarasota....
On September 6th, they marched across the causeways to Bird Key and Lido Key in two main divisions....
The residential island known as Bird Key turned out to be a haven for survivors, most of whom had armed themselves to protect extravagant valuables in their million-dollar homes, and had banded together early on in the wake of the apocalyptic return of Cthulhu.... The traumatized survivors holed up in these mansions are fulsome glad for the appearance of the Jaeger League troops! They welcome them with open arms....

Joachim Dobberkau |

Joachim had to be reassured he was just reaming. His butcher's lade caked with the lifeblood of a few sinspawn and cultists. As part of the Panzer Unit they experienced the worst of it... the spawn of Yog-Sothoth still rattled his bones today. However it seemed Remy and Sun Mi were more than equipped to deal with these threats. Maybe it was Remy's age and experience or Sun Mi's training though she was much smaller and younger than him. He even surprised himself a few times, through study under more prominent figured like Dr. Hoffman and Dr. Grimm, hew as able to make an ability enhancing serum that he injected into his skin. It was like he was simply along for the ride, while his body moved instinctively.
All of this thinking made him look foolish as survivors were thanking them and telling them much of their stories.

Jacques Remy |

Jacques Remy reached down to tear a piece of fabric from the body of a dead cultist. He used that to clear his face of a fair bit of the gore that covered him from head to toe.
It would seem the Frenchman was not squeamish about diving into the midst of a dozen bloodthirsty killing creatures from beyond reality and proceeding to puree them with the use of his fauchard.
Lighting a fresh cigarette, he walked over and slapped Joachim on the shoulder (transferring a fair bit of gore to the German), Ah, you see now, non? Killing Jacques Remy is no simple task, and zese foul creatures are now aware! Oui, Oui, you will make a fine warrior yet, so says Jacques Remy. He kept on walking laughing all the while heading to wherever the nearest booze was stored.

Udo Bierschlauffer |

Udo coughs and waves away the smoke from Remy's cigarette....
*Cough! Cough!* No monster will be that Frenchman's death! He'll die of black lung, he will!
The Dwarven stone lord searches the blood-splattered room for anything of value....
Aren't we due for a meal break soon? All this monster butchery raises an appetite!

Joachim Dobberkau |

Joachim buckles a bit as Jacques slaps gore along his back, some reaching his left cheek to his dismay, he struggles with the fact, having to reach for his serum quickly and injecting it into his right bicep to prevent a panic attack. As it flows through him his hair loses its sheen his eyes grow sharp and his expression dulls. There seemed to be alot less fear present in this Joachim. Taking an ether rag a dabbing up the remnants upon himself and then tossing it in a corner lazily.
" Herr Remy, please vould you not spread the enemy filth upon me? I admire your skill and experience; don't tarnish this. Herr Bierschlauffer, Rilfindar, Owen Ve will have time to eat after the mission is done and this place is cleared out. Her Stonesmith vas quick to tell the troops we are not invicible. Though I vould like a bite to eat meinself. "
He begins fidgeting with his Blitzkrieg, the assault rifle had shown much prowess after the refitting to function on the Panzer model, it held up even during all the maneuvering an acrobatics.

Lebaron Davis |

Lebaron reloaded his twin Glocks and scrutinized the mass of flesh covered with eyes and mouths that was recently a live gibbering mouther as it oozed halfway out of the fountain it had been gibbering in....
Damn.... That motherf+##er got all up in my damn head with that mumbo jumbo it was talkin'.... What the hell is that thing, anyway?

Dr Yamamoto Hiro, mad scientist |

The mad scientist's gyrocopter hovered over the coordinates whispered to him by the ogre mage, a very deep marine trench in the Pacific Ocean.... Here, untold fathoms deep, slumbered mighty Gojira.... Mankind's last hope against the Great Old Ones....
I will test my new weapon first against the King in Yellow.... Not as powerful as Dread Cthulhu.... If Gojira defeats the King in Yellow, I'll know he might stand a chance against Cthulhu....

Turuko Dai-Oni, ogre mage |

In Japanese: HAHAHAHAHA!!! Foolish Dr Yamamoto! Are you really so daft? Are you truly so mad!? You cannot hope to defeat a Great Old One even with the mighty Gojira! You would need not one, but at least two, maybe even three Kaiju as powerful as Gojira under your control if you hope to challenge a Dread Cthulhu....

Joachim Dobberkau |

Joachim seems bored a bit looking around in reflection.
" Herr Dirge was hard to follow not that I think about it.... "
Using his scope to scan around while he is paying attn to the conversations of various members
Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11
" I forget, did ve sustain any casualties in your team? "

Derrik Stonesmith |

Lol, they arent fighting Kaiju that would b trrbl.
I would however say there are about.. 40~ish Field medics spread out in the Corps. And sprinkled ones with healing capabilities like Amelia where it is not their main focus.

Dr Yamamoto Hiro, mad scientist |

Pay him no mind! He's not even real! He's an hallucination triggered by your brain tumor.... But he does have some good ideas.... If I can control Gojira, I must then try to gain mastery of Mothra, or Rodan, or both!
Dr Yamamoto turned on his Kaiju Dehibernator device, a type of sonar that emitted a frequency that awakened Kaiju from hibernation, and aimed it down at the ocean below....

Jacques Remy |

Remy began stripping down as he walked through the ranks of Jaegers leaving a wake of gore-soaked articles. He was never without one or two cigarettes in his mouth and soon that was all he had other than his gear slung over a shoulder.
Little Elf, Jacques Remy needs clean clothes! Remy shouted out in his impossibly thick French accent to his elf attendant several yards away. And find Jacques Remy a girl. or several! he stomped out his cigarette with the butt of Reign of Terror before lighting a replacement, and then he found a nice stump to lounge on shamelessly while waiting for his attendant.

Dr. Allison Jones |

Allison was back to fighting shape soon enough after having a couple days to recover from her experimental surgeries. She was once more outfitted in her standard adventuring attire: a flowing blue top, close-fitting jeans, surplus combat boots, her white lab coat, and her enchanted satchel.
Hands in pockets, she walked over to Merlin, Herr Vizard, I have been feeling... ill at ease ven I am schleeping. Something... ominous seems to be out there, but I know not vat it could be. Has der been anything strange lately dat you have noticed?