Toshihiko Two rolled 1 8-sided dice:
3Total: 3 (1-8)
Toshihiko Two
Sugary Marshmallow
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Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2012 11:17 pm
Harrison almost couldn't believe it. "No s**t? Not even a scratch. ********, man, they had me patching people up, I tried- I tried to get to you, my stomach's been doing flips. s**t."
He felt like he might tear up a little. Rep was fine. It felt like everything was going to be fine. Tracey was bleeding red, glow heavy in the snow and fog.
Harrison got off his knees, twisting away from the elf. The urgency was dispelled, some. He was okay. It was going to be okay. He hadn't seen Julie yet.
"You ready to give these evil imp bastards a reality check?"
elf hp: 25 dst: 33
Your Character's HP: 50/50 Fear/ Charges used: 0/3 Bonus Battle Effect: Moon Hunters gain a +2 defense buff Runic Items OR Artifacts used: -- Damage / Healing / Defending done: Defending Rep (+5)
Harrison is an Intermediate Moon Trainee, with a bleach-blonde buzzcut and scars across his jaw. Items carried: 1 set Runic bandages, 1 Selene's Spyglass (Runic Binoculars, does not sleep one week out of the month)
Now that he had that damn elf off of him, Shun glanced around quickly. Sophie was still around, as was AJ. Though the latter was dangerously close to the vortex. In all the chaos of trying to get the fog away, he didn't hear the zombie girl's confession of being afraid.
He couldn't pinpoint where Xiu was at the moment, but it mattered little. There was the matter of the humanoid fog creature at the center of this all. That seemed to be more of a priority to take out at the moment.
Name: Shun Kuroda Distance: 10 Your Character's HP: 16 Fear/ Charges used: y3 SS, y2 Eye, y1 SS Bonus Battle Effect: n/a Artifacts: 3x Peppermint, 3xShards Appearance: Grim reaper wearing dark clothing, wielding twin daggers. Has eyepatch over left eye. Damage / Healing / Defending done: n/a
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Blade Kuroda
Militant Raider
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[A.V.] rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 3Total: 4 (2-16)
[A.V.]
Dangerous Hunter
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Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2012 11:18 pm
This... wasn't working. With the weak smacks he had been delivering, it only allowed the elf to pull him closer and closer. He could almost see the edge now. If he missed...
No. He would not get dragged in. Turning his attention on the insanity girl, he directed his attack at her instead... or at least tried.
Geez, today just wasn't his day.
HP: 40/40 Action:Attacking boss Result: Goodbye cruel world Remaining distance: 4 Elf HP: 3/25 Items:Tusk of Ares, hand torch, barrier daggers Blurb:5' 7" death trainee. Currently missing his sash.
Everything happened in a flash. First he was being attacked and defended, then Allan had gone after the main horsewoman (or so he assumed; all things considering), and now this was happening. Tiny little Insanity elves were groping at him, trying to draw him into some black hole thing beneath...the girl he'd seen in the Haunted House.
He hated his life at the moment, suffice to say.
At least he caught a glimpse of Ami with...Kat?! Oh thank God, she was alive.
Right, elves.
ELF HP: 25/25
Stats:
Name: Alexei Jamil Faction: Hunters - Life HP: 26/40 Distance: 36 DMG : -- Charge: USED Effect: Life Trainee - Roll 2d8-4 for healing (one use) tems : Runic Bandages - Unused, Appearance : Tall hunter with a green scarf, wields a pistol.
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Gene screeched as she was attacked, rage building up as she tried to lash out at the horsewoman who had attacked her. She'd claw her damn eyes out and use them to roast cof-
Oh. This was different - and not appreciated. Her eyes glowed red as the little Insanity elf grabbed her. Time to kick a**.
The elf like fog creature had jumped on her, grabbed one of her legs, and was tugging with a force she didn't think was possible from such a small figure, dragging her towards the looming and grinning figure with the tray in her hands. The golden yellow glint off of one of the crowns, the one in the center, caught the chieftains eye, and she stared at it curiously for a moment, some odd feeling welling up inside of her. She wanted to know what it was. To touch that object, feel it in her hands....
But first she had this..menace to deal with. With a growl and a snapping of jaws she bit down on the fog. The voices in her head seemed to swell as she did so, the whispers intensifying, spurring her on. She shook her head as though to clear it, though that really only resulted in her shaking the elf like a rag doll in her jaws.
Kat merely answered the life hunter with another nod, a little too preoccupied by the elf that was still harassing her and trying to drag her closer to that woman in the shape of Julie.
Reaching over, she grabbed the thing by the ear, twisting it in awkward position. That would teach it.
"What are you guys doing here, anyways?" She has still yet to find out, and it was going to continue to nag at her if she didn't ask. Did something happen? Obviously it involved the horsemen, as this place was littered with their kind.
Distance: 16 Elf HP: 18
Kat's HP: 30/30 (Thanks to being a Popsicle 8U) Charges used: unavailable Battle Effect: two 6 sided die for melee Runic Items OR Artifacts used: none Distortion used: none Damage done: 5 Description: Now has short hair, currently dressed in a black robe and as well as Gale's scarf and Jake's sash to keep warm. (POSSIBLY AN ICICLE AT THIS POINT LOL)
the elves were getting crafty. something that Jing did not like. "Sister." he tried his best to call out behind him. "When you get a chance please come rescue me." he continued in a plain voice, one that hid the panic he was currently feeling.
"they have begun a process in order to cocoon me within themselves." he admitted, the white tiny things grouping up in columns and wrapping their arms and legs around him in sections.
chimarii
Your Character's HP: 18/40
Fear/ Charges used: 0/2 Bonus Battle Effect:Quote any battle effects (see above) used ie: the special Hunter division effects or the Horsemen /Medea bonus deal Runic Items OR Artifacts used: N/A Distortion used:
Damage / Healing / Defending done: 0 Appearance: A horseboil with a bow and a flowing mane that drifts in the wind. Elf HP: 20/25 Distance: 17
"Not a ******** scratch." he said with the confident smile he only really felt when he was with his guys.
The ******** fog elves or whatever the s**t they were were irritating. He'd never had any patience for Christmas and he didn't have patience for these ******** guys either. They were an immediate issue to be obliterated.
Tracey spoke up, a low croon, reminding him of the low pent up thrum of power that resonated through the blade, still dripping runes hungrily. He looked down at the elf trying to drag him nearer and nearer to the vortex that had flat out devoured the horseman b***h before his eyes and he shook his head. Not ******** today.
Raising the massive black blade over his head he took aim at the little s**t.
"I'm ready now." he purred fondly.
And leaping from where he stood rather than the usual run up, he slammed Tracey down on the fog creature with brutal malice.
It became an ex-elf. Merry ******** Christmas.
DISTANCE: 32 ELF DED/25
Stats:
Name: William Reid Faction: Hunters - Sun HP: 27/50 DMG : 29 Charge: 3/3 Effect: Sun Intermediate +2 dmg Items : Runic Bandages - Unused, Waves of Oceanus - Unused Appearance : Loud, arrogant
human with vibrant red hair and a nasty demeanour,
Lizzy was surprised to see the bothersome elf being struck with a foreign object - a foreign object that she could guess the owner of, before even hearing his voice.
"Thanks... Aymet," She muttered, briefly glancing at the dracolich before striking the elf again, attempting to shake it off her ankle; sadly, it continued to hang on.
"Yes, and you are... Uh," She frowned, and then sighed, looking sheepish, "I don't think I ever caught your name..." Unfortunately, spider demons only have one head, and the boil's name was not contained in her one head. She did, however, tried her best to see if she could pull out a name, staring at him as she was slowly dragged towards the vortex and the creepy fog lady standing above it.
This was. Bad. This was very very bad. Deryk's eyes widened as he was almost to the vortex. Thankfully, Ofelia had come by and finished off the elf dragging him in.
"Th-thanks.." he stammered out. To her words, he nodded and a green light soon burst from Tooley. Fidgeting a little, he soon stabbed forth, managing to get in a rather nice strike.
Name: Deryk Bond Distance: 7 Your Character's HP: 50 Fear/ Charges used: 0/3 1/2 Bonus Battle Effect: -2 Evasion bonus Runic Itemsd: Runic torch Appearance: Death division, wearing a hood and a hidden blade. Missing one finger. Damage / Healing / Defending done: 20
The elfs seemed to like his tail as far as damien could guess."is it because you have no tails or doggy ears, is this why you cling to it." he tried to ask, get into the psyche of their insanitized minds.
The elfs only held onto it tighter. damien let out a sigh of annoyance before flinging off one pesky elf with a flick of his tail.
Your Character's HP: 14/50
Fear/ Charges used: 0/3 Bonus Battle Effect:Quote any battle effects (see above) used ie: the special Hunter division effects or the Horsemen /Medea bonus deal Runic Items OR Artifacts used: N/A Distortion used: N/A
Damage / Healing / Defending done: Appearance: A puppy hound that wants to chew on your furniture. he loves green. and bacon. Elf HP: 8/25 Distance: 31
Rown rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 8Total: 15 (2-20)
Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2012 11:25 pm
OFELIA IS ATTACKING THE BOSS
boss cumulative damage 63
Was it pleasing for Ofelia to see people following her commands? Maybe. The whole point of it though was that they needed to continue to fight, to get the damn creature down and the redhead looked around. To get that done they'd need more people mobile, right? This wasn't the time to pick and chose allies (though she clearly said ******** it to the horsemen) and an attack to the boss was what was given as she scoped out people who needed help with their elves.
redheaded, one-eyed hunter wielding a set of blades knuckledusters. loud, proud, oddly properly attired for the current temperature levels hates horsemen with a passion and unafraid to show it. slightly more biased towards students, perhaps
currently swinging her weapon around like it ain't no thang
Indignation rose up in the tiny little horseman's body, her face turning a bright shade of red, as compared to the sickly pink she was before. This snow sucked, even with her fluffy coat from Jing. This battle sucked. The hunters sucked. Most of all, being worried about her brother?
Sucked.
Ying screeched, "BACK YOU FOUL THINGS, MY BROTHER NEEDS ME!" With a crack of her bowstring, she launched an arrow straight into the head of a vagrant elf.
The little creature dug its claws into his legs, earning it a baleful look and a furious kick. Ridiculous. Better than the half-formed memories of people who were supposed to be dead, but not by much.
He did know one thing though: do not go to vortex. After watching Medea getting sucked in, Shik had no desire to be dragged anywhere - save for maybe Shaheen, but he couldn't really stop her in that regard anyway.
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Shikoba = 6'4" horseman of war Distance: 33 - 5 = 28 Elf HP: 21
Small elves were vastly preferable to the undead dragon, but being dragged closer to the eerily smiling figure was definitely a do not want. Stormy flailed and hit the thing with the flat of her sword, trembling from both fear and cold.
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