Welcome to Gaia! ::

The lightning dragon blinked just slightly at that. Barely five minutes of talking and already this ghoul was healing him ... awesome. "Thanks," he said with a quick grin. Glancing over toward Riley and Jericho, he eyed the Mindflayer still lying perfectly still in the snow.

"Hey, you okay?"

(( HP: 17 ))

Tybalt wandered down the red and white path, keeping an eye out for any odd JOY filled creature, but thankfully saw nothing. He didn't want to be here. Didn't want to be in the one place they were warned about. But that damn blast had knocked all the way here! Was that even possible? Evidently, it was. To top it all off, he had to swallow his last pumpkin pill he had been saving... That explosion had done a little too much damage---and right after he healed too! So it left him little choice.

Luckily, he wasn't the only one here. He could hear other students up ahead. Maybe they got knocked all the way here as well?

Tybalt used his last pumpking pill!

Tybalt's HP: 25
Weapon of Choice: Christmas Wreath
Group: Oblina

The world had suddenly turned upside down, and in a way, inside out and backwards as well as far as the suddenly air-born hunchback could figure. Ultimately, those moments in the clouds were peaceful ones filled with wonder and magic... at least until the tree line suddenly became closer and more ominous and his journey was brought to a shuddering, and ultimately bouncing and skidding stop in a heap in the snow.

Ow.

Being hurtled through the air when the Joy was already clawing at his barely managing stitches was not a very pleasant experience, and so as the young man fell to pieces, he decided it was probably best to lay face down in his heap, and take a page out of Bartholomew's book. Now would be a good time for naps. He'd go hunting for his leg and foot later. A dim, slightly rational part of his mind at least knew where his arm had gone- somewhere back in the exploded warehouse. Fantastic.

This was certainly a Christmas to remember.

Christof's HP: 25-14= 11
Carol of Bells: 4 rings left (I THINK? Ones behind the door don't count!)

Frack.

This was the last thought to cross Sammy's mind as things suddenly went from bad to worse. The empty workshop came to life as the Santa bots once again rose from the ashes to give them a JOYfull Hell raising. However it seemed some twisted stroke of luck was on the students side, at once they were all sent flying from a blast that no one really expected. The tick might have been a hint, but the last time one of the bots ticked it pulled out a serious of guns on them.

Sammy would have almost preferred the guns again.

With little else to think about she was sent flying from the warehouse along with everyone else. Soaring across Candy Cane Lane she eventually touched ground bouncing a good few times tumbling over and over before landing not to far from Jericho.

"Jack Dammit...."

11 HP

There were voices, then shadowy figures, then more voices, then.. Completely and utter chaos in the form of a massive explosion that literally blew them all away(and some to pieces). Hadiyya had not been expecting that, but thankfully she had been hanging on rather tightly to Westus when the explosion rocked the warehouse and sent them all flying. She'd lost her grip on him just before they hit the ground, but with any luck perhaps he hadn't gotten flung to far from her. The very last thing she wanted now was to be alone, not after just having found.. everyone.

Of course, her friends weren't her only concern as consciousness crept back over the marid and made her PAINFULLY aware of just how battered and beaten she now was. Everything hurt, everything. Her leg was throbbing, and currently laying at a bit of an unnatural angle, clearly broken. Her first gasping breath had made her writhe in pain as stabbing pains plagued her chest, and as she forcibly controlled her breathing down to short, shallow breaths she knew a good few ribs were broken.

She also seemed to be laying in a steadily growing pool of blood, and upon careful and slow inspection she found the source in the form of a piece of jagged metal sticking out of his abdomen. Pulling it out did not help. If anything, it made it all the worst as blood started pouring out faster.

On the bright side, it did bring with it a certain pain stealing numbness. Which, albeit inviting, couldn't be good. Groping within he pockets, Yaya fumbled with one of her two pumpkin pills. If she passed out now, she was entirely certain she wouldn't be waking up here, perhaps not ever? She really didn't want to find out. Pulling the pill free, she hastily dry swallowed the thing, then turned her fuzzy attention to finding West.

She found him only a few feet away, and possibly in worst shape then she'd been in before taking the pill(the blessedly fast acting pill, she was already feeling clearer, and the bleeding in her side had slowed, then stopped in the matter of a minute.). By the time she had crawled to his side her chest and leg were as good as new. "Well jack damn, these are nice."

Cool fingers touched the Boil's cheek, then slid down to his lips. "I think you'll be needing this." Opening his mouth, she dropped the pill in. Tipping his head gently to inspire him to swallow if he wasn't conscious enough to do it upon request.

HP: 16 - 14 = 2 + Pill = 25
Second pill is crammed down West's Throat.
Weapon: Bells, 5 remaining.

Sitting up slowly Sammy reached over to her bone arm jerking it slightly, with a bit of a pop she let out a squeak and a sigh. Dislocation from landing, check. Headache, check. Riley's voice back in her head, wait what? Glancing around she cleared the snow from her face before stumbling towards the Mindflayer and her dragon friend. "Jack if I know... my heads still spinning from all of that..."

"We're on Candycane Lane..." Aksaja murmured in response to Riley's question. "Aaand apparently there's some ninja here named Jingleberry that knocked everyone out who went this way before." s**t, they really needed to get moving.

"Whoever can walk, start walking...." the lightning dragon paused and jumped up into the air to see which way the forest was... "That way!" he called pointed. "Carry anybody who can't walk. If there's really a ninja, we gotta get the Jack out of here."

Swooping down, Aksaja picked up a couple of random Christof body parts and dropped them next to the patchwork, landing there as he panted slightly. Then he started attempting to tie the pieces onto the larger body mass with various strips of cloth so nothing and no one would get left behind.