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 Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 7:45 am
[BIII's HP after pony attack - 19]
Three wasn't ure what had happened, one second she'd been pulling Bait to safety and the next they'd been swarmed by a mass of pink - she'd tried to fight them off but alas she feared that all to many of the attacks had gotten through...and then the pony creature had spoken something but Three had been a bit to busy to pay attention so when the blast came a minute later and knocked her back she was more then a little bit dazed.
Shaking her head she picked herself up off the ground and noticed Bait laying nearby, crawling over to him she shook his body but there was no movement - she wasn't sure if he was dead or unconscious but he wasn't responding. Well hell..what was she going to do now? The answer came to her as she noticed a couple of her comrades also moving..7 and 10? Revenge....revenge was the answer she was going for so she staggered over to join them.
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Dragain rolled 2 4-sided dice:
1, 3
Total: 4 (2-8)
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 7:50 am
[Beta Seven is attacking E-5!]
"Ohhh, you have balls of steel, you do!" She laughed at Beta Ten's words, pulling her comrade up although doing so made her wince; she was aching all over. There were probably cuts on places she never knew could receive cuts! It was a miracle the gas mask hadn't been forced off by now, from all the beatings they were receiving from the horse-thing and each other...
"I have the perfect target for us~" She nodded, gesturing subtly at E-5 before grinning again; while it had been all about her in the beginning, she was starting to... Was it enjoyment? No, she didn't enjoy the killing... She enjoyed winning, and she enjoyed knowing that someone on their side didn't die in vain. That they will have someone to be with after death.
Dagger out, she then rushed towards E-5, swiping the dagger across his leg, "THIS IF FOR THE BETAS WHO FELL AT YOUR BLOODIED HANDS." It was also for herself - one man down, one more chance at passing this twisted test... Her hands probably aren't that clean either.
"HEY, BETA 3! JOIN US!" She grinned, although it was barely visible under her gas mask, "Show us those balls you sprouted!"
Turning to Beta Four, she rolled her eyes, "Bodies don't just disappear, stupid!"
... Do they?
[HP: 25 (after boss' AOE attack)
Weapon: Dagger
Damage: 2]
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JetAlmeara rolled 3 4-sided dice:
2, 1, 4
Total: 7 (3-12)
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 8:02 am
[Beta Three is attacking E-5!]
Yes..revenge..revenge for 1 and 8 and all the others who had been taken out or hurt in this crazy game - it was all the pink people fault. Three was certain that she was always..always hate the color pink now. People wearing pink needed to die...or at least thats what her semi dazed mind told her at the moment - it was possible she had a concussion.
None the less when B7 charged forward screaming about avenging their lost companions Three joined right in screaming some unintelligible battle cry a she dashed forward with her stake raised high and stabbed at poor e5.
[weapon used - stake
Damge done - 2
B3's hp - 19 ]
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 8:03 am
Ignoring the weird horse s**t was no longer an option.
E-13 got a mouthful of dirt, his insides being squeezed outside by talking horse magic. And then the pressure was released, and he looked up hesitantly from the ground. The blue team had swamped Bandaids again, and their guys...had just settled on taking down the Blue's Bandaids. But this is how it was. The weak. You take out the weak. One by one, and then you....you- this whole thing was his fault. He looked at his knife again. Everybody had been stabbing and kicking everyone else, but he hadn't really- he'd just been mouthing off. He'd said the first thing that came to mind. And then he'd done the first thing that came to mind.
Panting and looking uneasily at the horse again, he struggled over to the group of pinks, pushing them aside with his feet or elbows, depending on where they were and what was handy.
"I know what I said. But damn, those guys don't even have a wiffle bat. They just got some bandaids. Look, what's your thing, B-11? We can't-"
He hesitated as the Blues stirred into action again, rising from the ground at the same time like something out of Thriller.
HP: 12
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Huni Pi rolled 1 10-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-10)
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 8:08 am
((ooc: HERP DERP IGNORE ATTACK ATTEMPT, misunderstood unlimited attacks as unlimited turns XDDDDD))
Beta Four is pouting at you, Boss, POUTING! He is also still on his knees (how he could move so quickly and in such an awkward position? Was it years of practice?) as he pouted.He saw it! He saw them! The bodies! They disappeared! He swears it! "B-but theirs did!!!" he insisted, his gasmask-ed face looking at Boss, then B-10 (TEETH, DAMMIT!), then B-3 (Breeee~ mmm, cheese), then back to Boss. "I swear! I saw them! They were right there!" he gestured over to the now-empty spot where Somebody (B1) then where Bait was.
He maybe should calm down a bit because he still has his finger on the damn trigger. Of course, he was too agitated to even realize if he ever fired the thing. :C Sorry, still busy freaking out over disappearing bodies.
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nekoluch rolled 1 8-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-8)
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 8:14 am
[BX is attacking E5]"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~"she needed an off button for this laugh. " Balls are something I lack in the physical sense, but if you want metaphorical balls, then yes. I am she. The one with balls of STEEL." When X said this, she gestured with her mace. Of course, she couldn't back up any claim that her mace was in fact made of real steel, but that was her choice and, once again, she was sticking by it. X wobbled a bit, but maintained balance as best as she could- for there was now a chance for more delicious bashing. She was in it for the brutality. Other blue kin stood by her; 3 and 4? She assumed so from the patches again. "Target noted," the fierce intent spilling from her mouth again as she spoke. X would try to attack at the same time as B7 and the others and thusly perhaps feel a secondary level of fury? She'd grinned at the notion and proceeded to act. With the battlecry of B7, X rushed forward and toward E5. The pleasure of another attacking with her was nice, but... she was so busy watching B7, B3, and B4 (however hilarious an attempt) attack that she barely noticed her own hit's strength. [BX's HP: 22
Weapon: Hand Mace
Damage to E5: 2]
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 8:21 am
A line of fire cut through nearby. Not hitting anyone, somehow, but he recognized the voice.
He adjusted his knife back to a more stabbing-friendly position. "You!" he growled, turning around with a finger pointed straight at B-4, "You're Blue that shot me up earlier! Sorry my a**! You're DEAD, D. E. -sh-s**t! Five!""
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 8:30 am
"I'm kneeling! I'mMMMFMFMM!!" B-Six was pushed into the dirt with the rest of the groups. The gas mask dug into his lip and he felt like someone had been walking all over his back.
When he managed to struggle back to his knees he had nothing but coughing to contribute to the fray. Everyone still seemed to be fighting but his ribs were aching. Bix was pretty frail and the small amount of damage the DOOMPONY did to the group was a little more lingering for the whining Blue team member.
And whine he did. It was more of an awkward squeak but he was starting to feel overwhelmed by the death and violence going on. "Who's brilliant idea was it to give a bunch of teenagers WEAPONS.." Well he assumed they were young adults. There weren't kids here... were there?!
Then Before started to yell about disappearing corpses and he saw them fade away too. "He's right.. I saw the bodies fading too!!" He snorted his nose again like a child and gripped his gun tightly. He was staying close by to Before but he wasn't quite ready to fire wildly.
He watched his attacking team mates with watery eyes. If any of them needed backup he would help.
[Post-Pony HP: 25]
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 8:42 am
Before gave Bix a teary-eyed look of UTTER APPRECIATION! Too bad it was hidden behind his stupid mask. "See?! See?! I'm not stupid!" he called out to Boss.
Then he heard someone say Ewe. Sheep? WERE THERE MONSTER SHEEP HERE TOO!?!?! He slowly turned towards the voice, eventually noticing the finger pointed straight at him, and the gears in his head ground against each other before he realized no, not ewe, you. As in him! And then there was the knife. And the stabbing-friendly position it was in.
And then he became acutely aware of a high-pitched woman screaming her head off. Oh. Wait. False alarm. THAT WAS JUST BEFORE HIMSELF.
"I DIDN'T MEAN IT!!!" he flailed, attempting to throw himself at E13's (ET?) feet. Not so much as to beg for forgiveness and mercy (okay maybe the former) but more to keep ET's attention away from Bix. "ALSO GET DOWN! DEATH-ON-HOOVES SAYS SO!" He paused with a tilt of his head, then quickly added "AND NOT IN THE DANCEY-DANCE WAY!"
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 8:51 am
"What do you mean, you didn't mean it? A-ack, hey, what the hell, don't...." He stepped back as B....4, that was a four on the helmet, promptly hit the ground, groveling at his feet. What was he supposed to do with that? Especially with all his buddies so close...and then B-4 reiterated what the horse had said.
He looked back at the giant horse, nervous.
"Y-yeah..." he started, reluctantly. "but..."
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 8:59 am
Before raised the handgun to E13, practically shoving it at the Epsilon member's face (well as high as he could lift himself that is), "Hairpin trigger!" :CCCCC B4 is EPIC pouting behind that gas mask. Not that anyone could see. Why does he keep forgetting these things? "I wasn't even aiming!" he continued.
When E13 stood his ground, a thought occurred to B4 "DUDE! YOU WANT THE PENDANT, DON'T YOU?" It was the Beta's turn to point with an accusing finger (thankfully not with the hand holding the gun). Except his voice was excited. HAPPY even. Is there something wrong with B4's head?
MAYBE! He doesn't quite remember.
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 9:08 am
"I don't want the crappy piece of jewelry!" He said, leaning away from the finger while keeping an eye on the gun, "I'm just not going to lie in the dirt while the rest of you meatheads take advantage of it." ....Still. No one had attacked him, exactly, yet since the horse had made it clear he could crush everyone with his mind. He settled for sitting on the ground beside B4 warily. And he wasn't letting go of his knife, either.
"...Where did the other colors guys get to? There was more than two teamsworth of guys."
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 9:30 am
"No matter - with talking giant horses that shoot flames and can cause us to fall to our faces with its mind, vanishing bodies aren't as surprising... And I think your balls dropped off when that horse-thing sent us to the ground," She raised an eye brow at Beta Four at his claim. Wiping the blood off her dagger on her clothing as she moved away from E-5 and towards Beta Four instead.
She was sure their target would be well taken care of with Beta Ten there.
As she neared the one who named her 'Boss', Beta Seven patted him on the top of his gas mask. She eyed the opposing team member he was speaking to (E-13) and frowned, narrowing her eyes, "Kneel or get out of the cornfield... Your choice. Nobody's asking you to stay. The other teams? HA. Probably 2 teams at every location marked on the map... Do the math and calculate how many there are."
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 9:30 am
Oh. So he didn't want the pendant? Makes sense. Why would anyone want to paint a target on them so early in the week? "Hey, I don't want it either!" he raised his hands protectively in front of him, as if expecting DIVINE RETRIBUTION from E13 at any moment. "Other colors?"
Blank stare.
Blank stare.
Blank sta-stupid gas mask.
"Uh, maybe they're in the other places on the map? Maybe they're already killing each other as we speak? Maybe they've banded together! MAYBE THEY'RE COMING RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW TO KILL US ALL WHILE DEATH-ON-HOOVES WATCHES OVER THERE!!!!" DDDDD8 His voice has just jumped an octave higher.
It would have continued to go higher were it not for the pat on his head. He looked up and saw, "BOSS!!!!!!" 8DDDDD Behind the gas mask, it wouldn't be surprising if Before's eyes were sparkling as if they were millions of DIAMONDS DAZZLING UNDER THE SUN!
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 9:31 am
He tasted dirt... that was gross. He hadn't even done anything when the pony showed up. He frowned having seen other disappear into thin air. That wasn't right, or so he thought. Trying to remember what was and wasn't right left him with a headache and still at conflict with himself if it was or wasn't. E7 eventually tried to stand up. If nothing more but to get into something more of a comfortable position. It would kind of suck if he was stuck eating dirt. Even sitting would be preferred to this. When he was able to get his face at least off the ground he looked at the death pony thing. "Did you really have to make us eat the dirt? I mean come on." His face had a crossed look on it but no one could really see it. As he finally managed to at least sit, which was better, legs crossed and his gun in his lap. He'd seen the others attack teammates and was trying to decide if he should retaliate or just sit here for now. He noticed E-13 was talking to B4. [E7's HP: 22]---- *edit for eggie*  *edit for eggie*
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