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 Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2017 11:01 pm
Instincts told her to go after the one in the white coat first, always the primary targets; always needing the first to go down but she found herself a little taken back by the lone female of the arrivals. Looking ever so confused at her new surroundings as the seconds trickled into a sort of clarity. And then their eyes locked, making Elaia hitch her breath.
"Wha- what are you supposed to be?" The Guardian nearly shrieked, her cool demeanor dropped instantly. Why did that female look like her, like.. really look like her? The hair, the skin tone and even the fluffy attire, it was almost the same! (Less fur though). Her cheeks puffed and her eyes narrowed as the girl shrugged with an innocent look.
"That's not cool copying me," though it was a little flattering.
"Oh, I thought you were copying me." The same voice! What the what? "This has happened before, a few times... its really weird." And she seemed serious about it too.
- Then distracted as she looked over, recognizing the two males in the area. She even waved! And at the Hunter! Urrrg, what?
But no, she wasn't going to be called a copy by some weirdo. Raising her weapon again, she put serious mode back on, sparking a sort of excitement from the other girl. Oh, good... she was ready for a fight.OOC: VERSUS ELAIA gaia_star [ HP]: 40/40
AUTO DAMAGE -6
SPECIAL EFFECT: If your attack misses, the boss does DOUBLE DAMAGE TO YOU
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2017 11:26 pm
Butane sensed them first. But the moment Hunter Andrew saw the flame demon he knew those strange phone messages were from him. This thing was messing with him. Hunter Andrew had only one thing on his mind, to kill the monsters. It was best done if he hit hard and fast. He summoned his blade, long a whip like. In his peripheral vision he spotted two more, twins. They seemed to be arguing. Good, he could take the demon trying to mimic him out first and lat them kill one of them off before he finished them. One seemed to be a horseman. s**t.
"You were the one messing with my phone." he pointed his blade at the flame demon. "You are going down first." he said with a bit more confidence than he actually had. The demon pretended to be confused. "Why do you look like me? wait why are there two Olivia? Olivia, are you ok?" one of the girls was waving at him like nothing was wrong. "You pretend to to know but you put that name in my phone. It's clearly you! Stop messing with me." he wouldn't listen anymore and attacked. OOC: VERSUS Hunter Andrew* gaia_star [ HP]: 40/40
AUTO DAMAGE -6
SPECIAL EFFECT: If your attack misses, the boss does DOUBLE DAMAGE TO YOU
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chirigami rolled 10 6-sided dice:
5, 4, 4, 4, 3, 6, 1, 2, 3, 2
Total: 34 (10-60)
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2017 11:40 pm
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chirigami rolled 6 10-sided dice:
10, 2, 8, 5, 10, 8
Total: 43 (6-60)
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2017 11:42 pm
At first Olivia almost didn't want to fight. It was incredibly interesting to peer at a different version of herself, like so many of them before her. Usually they had more of complexion, probably a pulse but this one was very different than before. A clansman version, still pale with the same coloring but still had her differences - like fur! And a sword! Oh how neat, she had a sword.
Not to mention there were two Andrews; one seemed very similar to the version that went on field trips but with one of those white coats. The Wight frowned at first (that wasn't good) but offered him a greeting just as her flame demon version had received.
(Huh, did he have his own Olivia as well? How interesting! And made her a little jealous, they were probably able to be very close friends).
Olivia very much just wanted to just take her by the hand and be friends (all of them, really) but the clans!Olivia very much wanted to fight, obviously very confused (as she had been) over the whole situation. Well, if she wanted a fight, the ghoul was more than happy to. Even if she didn't have a neat sword.
So, she made do as she always did. Using just about everything at her disposal; arms, legs and hew whole body really as the pair of them traded blows. "I really like your sword! It's so pretty!" Olivia chirped, even as it sliced into her arm after she delivered a powerful blow to the side of the other!Olivia's head (did they have the same name?)
"Thank you! My father made it for me," Elaia staggered back trying to recover from the fury of those limbs; they were doing more damage than her blade. That almost didn't make sense.
Olivia felt a small twinge of awe (she had a parent and everything!), "that's so sweet!" As she kicked the clansman in the stomach with her cute lace up boots.OOC: VERSUS ELAIA gaia_star [ HP]: 6/40
AUTO DAMAGE -6
SPECIAL EFFECT: If your attack misses, the boss does DOUBLE DAMAGE TO YOU
12-6 = 6+3 = 9
13-6 = 7+3 = 10
18-6 = 12+3 = 15 = 34
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phantompanther13 rolled 6 10-sided dice:
7, 2, 2, 4, 1, 10
Total: 26 (6-60)
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2017 11:59 pm
Andrew could hear the conversation going on between the two Olivia's. And holy smokes why was she cute? They both seemed so confused. So sweet and still trying to kill each other. The problem was he had a very unhappy version of himself swinging a flame sword of death at him. Hunter Andrew was unimpressed. He would kill the horseman and the Halloweener both after this. he sung and mad contact with the demon who seemed like he was more likely to try and fly away. Hunter Andrew looked at those wings. Time to clip them. His next strike went right into the left wing and cute right down it between the bones. "Jack! Owe!" Demon Andrew was not happy. The fire was on now. He launched a few fireballs right at the hunter. How was he going to fly now? Suddenly any regard for Olivia's feelings about fire went out the window. Andrew's HP: 36/60 Damage: 17 Boss HP: 23
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chirigami rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 10
Total: 20 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2017 12:23 am
It was ideal in that moment that Olivia was otherwise occupied to witness the full extent of the large amounts of fire that was being produced a good distance away - much distance, so much distance.. they were so far away from each other thank you.
Still, it was obvious from the heat that built up that Andrew (one of them) was doing something dangerous with the element. Her eyes went wide in an instant, daring not to look behind her but the look on the her copy's face seemed to tell her the same thing. Yes, there was probably lots of fire. (And she apparently didn't like it much either).
Olivia pushed the copy hard with all of her body as the ice around her built up to as an automatic counter from the heat rising from the Andrew battle. It sent the two ghouls to the ground, one on top of the other in a final crush. Elaia gasped with one last defiant look at the Undead who had forfeited her existance. It was a defeat, clear and simple and then she was gone; taking that really cool cloak and sword with her.
And leaving Olivia alone with a small frown. A shame really, she would have been such a neat friend to have!
But there wasn't much of a moment to dwell, and to mourn a little. Olivia rolled herself further away, daring a peek before she clasped her hands over her face.OOC: VERSUS ELAIA gaia_star [ HP]: yup, dead/40
AUTO DAMAGE -6
SPECIAL EFFECT: If your attack misses, the boss does DOUBLE DAMAGE TO YOU
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phantompanther13 rolled 11 4-sided dice:
4, 3, 4, 3, 1, 1, 2, 4, 2, 2, 1
Total: 27 (11-44)
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2017 12:36 am
The only thing to see behind her would be more fire. Demon Andrew was seriously not happy about his wing. Now that he had a breath, he summoned as many fireballs as he could manage at once and just threw them all at the hunter. Incoming! Butane was excitedly chittering in his mind. Hunter Andrew was ******** screwed. He threw up and arm to protect his face but was looking pretty scorched after that. Fire more fire! Burn everything!The ghoul had won her battle already and he was face with two. But he wasn't going to give up. He got another good cut in across the demon's chest. Spite ran through his veins. "You damn monsters just die. Both of you."Demon Andrew was unimpressed. "I think you will be the one to go. I am the original." Wait was Olivia done? he felt a breeze of cool and stole a glance at her. Good she was safe... from everything but the hunter/thing in front of him. Andrew's HP: 30/60 Damage: 18+3=21 Boss HP: 2
xchirigami No need to help, but tagging in case she wants to do anything.
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2017 12:50 am
Somehow she had mustered enough of herself to get herself in a seated position with her legs pulled in tightly. Really, there was little else to do since she was just now encircled and trapped by the flames of rampaging Andrew. It was hot and a little scary (all the mental training was going out the window right now) and her acclimation was working into overdrive.
The front of her shirt was pulled up as best she could to cover her face with the her hands at the back of her head. Somehow she still dared to ask in a small voice, "do you need help?" Haha, like she could actually do anything.
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phantompanther13 rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 7
Total: 14 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2017 12:54 am
Andrew grabbed Hunter Andrew's face and smashed it against the ground. and then he just burned at point blank, making a fireball between him and the hunter. There was nope hope for him. Hunter Andrew screamed. He hated it, hated everything about it an hated being touched at that close of a range. He got in one last weak slice, spite pure spite before finally going limp. "No I'm good. It's over." Andrew said after he was certain the hunter copy of himself wouldn't move again. He got up and looked at his mangled wing. It was in bad shape. Blood and fire seeped down the wing. "You got yours right?"It was probably best not to look at the scorched hunter on the ground. Andrew's HP: 24/60 Damage: 18+3=21 Boss HP: dead -9
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2017 1:12 am
There sure was a fight going on from what Olivia could hear and only dared to peek out from the safety of the fabric when she heard Andrew - her Andrew address her. Glowing blue eyes appeared over the folds and she only targeted her gaze at him, no they were not going to wander because it was probably going to be bad.
"Yup," there was a small bit of disappointment there; the fight had been over so quickly and they didn't get to be friends afterwards. The other Olivia was just a cold heap somewhere as Andrew's was smoldering and cooking. "She had a neat sword." Clearly still on that subject until her eyes flicked to his injury.
Olivia shot up, her dress barely managed to right itself as her arms went all flaily, "Aa, you're hurt!" She had a few cuts herself, one of her sleeves was torn and her cheek sported a bruise but those hadn't registered at all. Like usual.
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2017 1:25 am
Sword? Neat? Well he supposed that in retrospect they were neat when they weren't cutting through you. "Mine had a sword too." A flaming sword of doom and death that was really cool but he didn't go into it. He was, it certainly hurt, but Andrew backed up, startled. "Ahh, yeah, I'll take care of it." his face now matched the blood flowing down his chest and wing but for a very different reason. "You are hurt too." he held a hand up at her and then pulled it back in. No he shouldn't touch her. Shouldn't even think about it, not now. Not while he was still hot. Besides he had to get his wing back together before it healed. Oh gross there was blood. He hated it when he leaked blood. He touched his wing and tried to get it back on the mend, using fire where he had to to scorch things back into place for now. He used his other wing to cover what he was doing so Olivia didn't have to see much. using two cards. HP: 60/60
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2017 1:36 am
It was something she rarely got to handle, having primarily used her fists in most every fight she managed to get herself apart of. So, seeing a version of herself with something was indeed very neat. Olivia tried to recall if she had seen the Hunter version of Andrew's weapon before they had split into their fights. No, not really. Perhaps for the best, it just added more fire.
"I am?" Ever the question, only a handful of times did she notice a wound collected at her person. As Andrew mended himself with the veil of his wing, Olivia searched all over to what had been damaged on her. There were many tears in her outfit and a big gash on her arm that didn't seem to seep anything due to lack of circulation of anything. "Aa, my sleeve." The worry there, not that if it had been a little deeper she might have to carry her arm home.
Olivia left herself as she was, if she needed to be patched up it seemed better for when she really needed it; like when she could really feel it.
"This is a weird place." She stated randomly as she fiddled with a hole in her stocking, there was another large cut there but not as bad as her arm.
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2017 1:52 am
Her sleeve? She didn't... She didn't even do anything about this! Andrew was made and felt the flames in his fingers jump a bit. No, calm down, cool down. He needed his hands cold. "Get over here!" he snagged her with his good wing, mindful of the injury on the other one. He hooked her shoulder with the thumb of his wing and sat her down, perhaps a little forcefully. His wing created a wall so she couldn't back off, for the moment, but his tail was well behind him. Arm, leg. He looked at them. They didn't seem to be bleeding much at all, benefits of not having a beating heart it seemed, but he had to so something to put her back together and let her heal. (He hoped she would heal) Andrew look the lowest part of his shirt and tore it off into strips. (Was there blood on that bit? No looked good, hard to tell with it being red though.) He then tied the strips on over her wounds. (No melting things back together being done here.) It might not help much but he wasn't going to let it go till he was satisfied with his patch job on her. It also meant getting unusually close. chirigami one card for you. Too bad, he insists. used one more card. 20 heal
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2017 2:07 am
One minute she was just assessing damage and the next she was stuck on the ground, held down by a large wing. Olivia hadn't even gotten a chance to make a sound of surprise or protest over the action, she just was there dumbfounded about how sudden it had happened.
"Aa, you could have just used... mine..." Now his shirt was ruined while she had so much fabric to spare. But she watched anyways as he seemed insistent on patching her up - one of those moments where she might have blushed if capable. "Thank you Andrew," she managed to muster over the confusion, "you really didn't have to, I can take a lot of hits." Hadn't she told him this before?
Hadn't she told everyone?
Still, her other hand grazed over the wrapped fabric and made a mental note to keep it once they were out of here (if this was a situation where she could keep it, it was like a present from Andrew!) It held on tightly, greatly reducing the risk of the arm detaching; though Olivia couldn't really tell nor was she concerned about that at the moment 'cause Andrew was very very close.
She couldn't help but smile brightly at that.
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2017 2:36 am
"Yes well, your arm looked bad and my shirt is already ruined. Leave it on." from what he remembered, zombies didn't feel much in the way of pain. She might be able to take a hit, but that didn't mean it was healthy. But he looked up, and she was smiling at him and he realized just how close they were. The glow from behind him got a little brighter. He pulled his wing back, letting her go and then realized his wings and finger tips were cold. the wing dropped back to be warmed by his tail and his fingers, he pushed into his body, resisting the urge to just set them on fire. "Alright now that that's done, we should... find our way out I guess? I mean... you don't have to stay with me or anything but..." he trialed off. He knew she wouldn't be comfortable with him, And he had done what he could, so, she was good for now. Unless another copy showed up. Ugh.
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