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Tamawolien rolled 2 12-sided dice:
1, 8
Total: 9 (2-24)
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 Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 3:40 pm
After they'd defeated the first monster, Melly had found a spot to sit down for a little while, not used to fighting so hard after having to restrain a really strong thing in a cage. Then another one showed up. And with a frustrated noise, the young Hunter threw a dagger at its face. Not that it did much good... pfffff.
(( HP: 30/40
Damage: 3
Boss HP: 122 ))
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Pepzilla rolled 2 12-sided dice:
9, 12
Total: 21 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 3:59 pm
TARGETING NEW CREATURE!! Gabby's warning did not go unheard as Dylan sprung back up even with cement burn on his face chains at the ready once more.
"These tangs are uh-uh-uh-unpleasunt-" he winced when he tried to keep up with its shadowy movements.
HP: 39/40 DMG: 15 BOSS HP: 122-15 = 107
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 4:46 pm
"I'm allowed to scream! It's called a war scream." She vaguely lied. Really she just hadn't expected claws to come at her so abruptly while her mind was elsewhere. A mistake she decided she wasn't going to make again anytime soon.
At least now they were separated, though she seemed to realize their anger at each other seemed to translate to harder hits. An idea her superstitious thoughts distorted pretty terribly.
"If you're so big and strong, why don't you hit the damn thing instead of sneezing at it?" She smirked subtly while watching to see what he did with that.
She did notice the other hunters attempts at intervening though, scoffing.
"We are focusing." She didn't bother to mention C's own failed efforts. She had her standards for low blows. Beside, one enemy on your own team is plenty.
She started walking back up towards the portal, joining them again. Shifting her gun to aim. Getting right back to action to see if this rage works as her mind decided it did.
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chiickadee rolled 2 12-sided dice:
12, 1
Total: 13 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 5:03 pm
Aw s**t. Couldn't these monsters just stay put? Mercutio had stayed near the mini-hospice to help mend some of the hurt hunters, but as another crash sounded near him he realized he couldn't just stay put. He was defense, but that didn't mean a little offense every once in a while.
Besides, he was defending the world.
Whilst attacking, he heard some of the hunters bickering with each other. Well, it sounded like bickering to Merc anyways. It could've been playful banter. Either way, the wayward white-knight type in him figured it would do some good to separate them. "Oy! Less bitchin', more hittin'!" he said calmly.
HP: 35/40
Damage: 7
Boss HP: 114
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medigel rolled 2 12-sided dice:
8, 4
Total: 12 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 5:22 pm
Lucas might've told her to fall back, but if she was going to be the younger Hunter he played up to, well, it would only be proper for her to play the rebellious teen ignoring orders. Zoey passed him up and once again smashed the new creature's strange face, backing away just as quickly. "What was that? Couldn't hear you."
HP: 30/40
Damage: 6
Boss HP: 108
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 5:36 pm
"I KNOW war screams," the big black man called back. It had gone from irritating to entertaining with that bullshit line, he admitted, a tiny grin pulling at his lips. "That wasn't a war scream. That was just a pathetic squeal of terror. p***y."
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 5:55 pm
The inappropriate pose of two guys sprawled on each other was a sight of little notice, considering fighting wasn't meant to look cool. But it was a sight that didn't happen often, when most of the two hundred hunters scattered across the world in solo-missions with little to no back-up. Especially, not a back-up to often land on. While Cliff took note of his aches, Gear took note of his own, one hand digging into a sore spot in his shoulder, releasing the tension in the muscle. He would definitely live as well. Amazingly, one hand clutched the fedora hat like a lifeline (although the line it was connected to was rather nonexistent.) He didn't dare let the hat touch the ground, to even have the slightest trace of dirt on it.
He was fine, only the recent awareness and sensation that sparked when one shouldered something too heavy lingered but he could feel that quickly fading.
His other hand linked lightly with Cliff's, taking up the offer of help with a pained chuckle. "Yeah. Ok enough to probably give you a few more cushioned landings, clumsy Cliff." He grinned, loosening his grip to give Cliff a affectionate light bro-fist punch in the shoulder. "Long time no see either."
There was a bang behind them, presumably the sounds of battle. Looking over his shoulder, the fedora-hatted hunter would have to get back into battle soon~
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ramenli rolled 2 12-sided dice:
6, 10
Total: 16 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 6:48 pm
When he had rubbed dirt in that stuck-up boy's hair he had shrieked like a little girl. Lucas did not shriek, but a horrified expression crossed his face as he fell into stunned silence. He reached out to take the gun from her almost mechanically before the storm hit. "WHAT IN THE ******** HELL DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING?!" he roared, hands caressing the weapon like it was some long lost treasure even as his face turned red and then almost purple. He was so distraught that he was too late to stop Zoey from whacking the thing in the face. "AND WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING MISSY. GET BACK HERE!" She was already back, but he still fumed at her. "Dammit just get a gun already! Running in to attack is flippin' stupid." To demonstrate he raised his gun to fire. To find his gun empty. Swearing he reloaded it. Telling them in very colorful language just where he thought their mothers came from. Finished he raised the double-barrel and let loose a shot at the creature before rounding on Mya. "And that's how you do it. You don't just grab a man's weapon and attack you blasted idgit! You wouldn't just grab your little boytoy's sword and..." a rather peculiar look passed over his face before turning into a rather lecherous grin as he holstered his shotgun. "Well I guess you would now wouldn't you." Still, she had taken his baby, and there had to be payment for that. He pulled her to him and quickly planted a big, sloppy kiss right on her lips, keeping their mouths connected for a few seconds so she would know she wasn't fantasizing about it before pushing her back, hoping to gain a bit of distance from her. HP: 35/40 Damage: 10 Boss HP: 98
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 2 12-sided dice:
10, 7
Total: 17 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 6:59 pm
"Sorry, can't hear you over the sound of how much you suck." Megan didn't think it was a good time to be a d**k to team mates but ******** it they needed to kill this thing. Looking over she also noticed that one kid, Gear. "Hat boy, what are you doing? Come out here and fight!" She was being a judgmental b***h again, but that was nothing new. Her shotgun went off with a bang, and she winced at the recoil. ******** monsters. HP: 30 Damage: 11 Boss HP: 87
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 7:18 pm
USING RUNIC BARRIER Cliff's grin broadened a little as he noticed Gear holding onto his fedora, squeezing his hand tightly as he hoisted the younger man to his feet. "Yeah?" he retorted, making a face, "Like a half-pint like you could cushion me -- few more times and I'll end up squashing you like a bug." Grunting a little, he pulled them both to their feet before letting go of the other hunter's hand, brushing the gravel off his coat quickly before looking over at Gear again."Nice hat, by the way."
Now wasn't any time to be bonding, though. The creature was still out there -- he could hear the other hunters' weapons, an occasional cry of pain from whatever the hell it was supposed to be. It wasn't dead just yet. "C'mon," he tapped Gear's shoulder with his palm, turning around to head towards the direction the 'bang' came from. The grumble of gravel beneath their feet as they ran was almost deafening with the sheer number of hunters moving at the same time -- coupled with the sounds of shouts and other voices trying to make sense of the situation, it was hard to tell where the thing was. Even as he moved through the crowd though, Cliff's hand moved to settle at his hip where the lasso was, taking it off his belt. If he could rope the thing, Gear might be able to get a good shot.
A flash of movement in the corner of his eye alerted him that the monster was close. Nearby, a girl shrieked in pain as it lashed out wildly, fumbling to get away, and the southern boy spun, already twirling the rope above his head. Although it took three tries when he'd tried to catch the ones in the cages, this time the lasso flew true -- it grabbed one of the creature's clawed hands around the wrist, the thing shrieking as Cliff put his weight into it, keeping it relatively still.
"C'mon small-fry, show me what you're made of!"HP: 20/40 Damage: N/A Effect: Runic Barrier (0/2) Cliff + Gear Boss HP: 87
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Seussi rolled 2 12-sided dice:
11, 1
Total: 12 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 7:18 pm
The smirk never left Mya's face, even as Lucas began to yell. She was given some small respite from his attentions when he turned to continue his screaming at the young hunter who had run forward to hit the monster, and for once had to agree with Lucas about the foolishness of getting so dangerously close to the thing. But then he let a round off on his gun and had turned back towards her, ranting and raving like he would have been better suited in a padded room with a strait jacket rather then loose on the streets of New York with a shotgun of all things. To show how little she cared, she even faked a yawn.. ....until he brought Julien into the equation. "Now wait just a secon-mmmffffff" Omaigawd what the hell was Lucas doing?? Why were his lips pressed against hers, why was he holding on to her so tight that she couldn't possibly pull away, or breathe. Oh god why couldn't she breathe!? And then, most importantly.... Why did she kiss him back?Because that's what she did, if only for a split second. To start with she had tried to pull away, her head straining against the force of his hands, her eyes wide, her lips pressed firmly shut against the disgusting wetness of his mouth on hers. But then the kiss went on, maybe just a bit too long, and something seemed to break or melt inside of her and she kissed him back. And then he was pushing her away, he looked disgusted with her. Was it because of what she'd done just now or because of what she'd done with the gun? Had he even noticed? She hoped to god he hadn't, that he had been too wrapped up in his own anger. He would never let her hear the end of it! And oh my god, Julien...what if he said something to Julien? Her face was flushed red. Her usual ice cold demeanor shattered in an instant. Lucas was walking away from her and all she wanted to do in this moment was run up behind him and deck him in the back of the head. It was all his god damned fault! But she couldn't do that, not now... They were on a mission for gods sake! Her eyes fell on the monster. Yes. That would do nicely. Her earlier sentiments about getting too close to these creatures were flying out the window, so to speak, as she began to run forward, screaming out her rage, her absolute fury at what Lucas had made her do. Hopefully everyone else would just think she was getting really into the battle. Once she was close enough to strike, she drew out her dagger, lunging forward to dig it into what she assumed was it's chest, and drawing back. The attack was not without it's cost, however, as the creature lashed back at her, raking it's claws across her shoulder before she could make a full retreat, tearing through the fabric of her jacket and spilling yet more of her blood. <********. ((HP:30/40
Damge: 6
Boss HP: 81))
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revenant aria rolled 2 12-sided dice:
2, 1
Total: 3 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 7:55 pm
"My hats are always nice." Gear remarked, giving Cliff a thumbs up. He ran after Cliff through the crowd, trying to scramble his way through the mess of white coats, his short height giving him an inefficient viewpoint. He barely saw Cliff's hands twirling the lasso in the air, successfully capturing the struggling creature, his own curved dagger getting ready.
"I am getting out to fight-- I'm covering for a guy who's got like 2 feet on me and it's a little hard to make up for the difference--" He shouted to Megan somewhere in the crowd.
The monster was relatively still, only for a moment, within Cliff's confines. It lashed out at a girl, it's wide rang forcing Gear back. The blunt claw met the sharp edge of his weapon, knocking the "small fry" flying back with a abnormal force against the crowd. Fortunately, the barrier Cliff made up had Gear abstaining from any damage but yet to inflict any either-- The young hunter's battle luck was unfortunate, luckily, not as much as it could have been.
"Wait for it, I'm warming up for it."
Gear's cover-up was shouted from somewhere amongst the stream of hunters and their barrage of attacks but loud enough to travel to Cliff, especially when the fedora hunter was yelling. His shout was a little disoriented, trying to forcibly grab his breath back.
HP: 35/40
Damage: -3 ;;;
Effect: n/a
Boss HP: 87
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Huni Pi rolled 2 12-sided dice:
1, 4
Total: 5 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 7:58 pm
 "Only because you keep making me forward the movie to the part Molly Ringwald puts lipstick on using her boobs," she snickered to the Death Hunter. And he just had to go and jinx things just when they were getting quiet.
Jamisson shouldn't have pushed her back. The sudden change in position had her whip missing the creature. Biting back a snarl, the Mist Hunter only snorted to Dylan, "They're getting uglier each time, too."
HP: 35/40
Damage: -
Boss HP: 81
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medigel rolled 2 12-sided dice:
11, 8
Total: 19 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 8:03 pm
Wat, Lucas. A kiss right now? The little lady grinned a little at his audacity, trailing behind after he had planted a big wet one on . . . ah, she recognized "Mia" from the table. Zoey would never understand why he did it, the closest reasoning being Lucas might have just been doing this to get a rise out of her; this was the chick who had a guy profess his love brazenly only minutes before.
"Sorry, sir," the genuine apology came as she sped up a little to get alongside him. "So . . . a gun like this?"
And she grasped Lucas's hand, the one holding his gun, pupated it to aim at the creature, and pulled the trigger. Following this was an innocent smile up at the older hunter as she let his hand go, though the FEAR was beginning to really take its to toll.
HP: 20/40
Damage: 13
Boss HP: 68ramenli If too much, I apologize! Seussi Should Mya decide to follow!
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Bittiface rolled 1 20-sided dice:
19
Total: 19 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 8:06 pm
HP: 40/40 Healing Cliff For: 19 Where had Aiden been the whole time monsters had been appearing through the portal? Honestly, fighting wasn't something he was very good at. As long as it was all under control, he kept his distance. He preferred to play backup, as it were. He scanned the fighters, keeping an eye on anyone who was looking a little worse for wear, his first aid kit at his side. Eventually there was one man who looked like he could use a pick me up, and the tall sandy haired Runic Hunter jogged to his aid. "Pardon me." He apologized, since most of these hunters were busy with a fight. He didn't like to keep them from something so important., after all. "This will only take a moment."With speed and efficient hands, Aiden got to work at fixing Cliff's wounds with his roll of bandages. Years of this work had paid off, and Cliff was nearly as good as new. "There we go. Keep at it."
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