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 Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 5:50 am
"Go away." She scratched at Lattice through the netting, at the same time still trying to rip through it.
"GO AWAY!" Tears were streaming down her cheeks now, as she struggled frantically. "I don't need your help. I don't want your help." How could she have let herself get caught? She'd dodged so many nets earlier, though, granted, they'd been coming from where she could actually see.
Being in the net weakened her- it was as if the net itself were sapping her strength. She knew, instinctively, that she couldn't burn through it, though that didn't stop her from trying to tear at it anyway.
Her hands burned from tugging at the net, and she was still crying unstoppably, without even a clue why. It was like the day her mother left them, the day she'd sat at the same spot just crying.
Stupid. Pathetic. Crying got you nowhere. Feelings got you nowhere. Stop being so stupid. Stop it. Don't show them any weaknesses. Abruptly, the struggling ceased, and Vieve was silent as she tried to force herself out of this stupid, stupid mental rut.
There were no friends in this place, only people who wanted to hurt you, and people who let you get hurt. They'd travelled in groups because they'd been forced to. Not out of choice. And whatever had happened before didn't matter now; not when she was the one trapped, and Lattice was still free.
Still trembling, Vieve reached out to grab the net again, pulling it away from Lattice.
"Go away," she said, her voice unnaturally shaky. "I don't want you anywhere near me."
It turned out that proximity was unavoidable- just as she spoke, a net fell neatly over Lattice. It was hard to say whether the stab of pain, as sharp as one of Lattice's needles, in Vieve's heart, was from seeing the engraver captured again, in front of her eyes, or from the fact that they were stuck together for the time being, like two adjacent sacks of potatoes.
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 5:59 am
Bix hopped back with Ariane and Jude. He gave Jude a nice manly pat on the back. "Nice man!"
There were still some loose Halloweeners and he was ready, in case they decided to come at him. But really, the amount of netted students was rising and rather impressive considering the last time they got those guns they had failed rather miserably.
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 6:03 am
"Thanks um...you too?" Jude uttered quietly over at Ariane and then looked toward Bix, "Nice aim," he said with the smallest of smiles even with the pat on his back.
Might as well congratulate whoever he could. He assumed Ariane did a good job he hadn't honestly been watching her at the time. It wasn't until he caught his own that he really took a moment to observe anyone else.
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Lattice froze still as the net captured her again. A startled cry passed her lips and her mask fell away onto her lap before she just collapsed near Vieve. It seemed the Engraver was reliving her prior experience of being captured as she just stared straight ahead her eyes empty and soulless.
Not again. Not again.
It was as if her body had become deadweight now. She should have run but she wanted to free Vee no matter how much the ghoul protested she wanted to get her out and prove to her that she wasn't worth hating and was a good friend.
She wanted to show Vee so much how she cared...
Now she could do nothing.
[CAPTURED]
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 6:27 am
"HA, you too Bix," She looked down, past the ledge and at the now netted creatures - one of them was the crazy thing with the needles in her arms they had captured earlier, but had managed to escape... The pink haired one as well as the loud mouthed one had been caught too - they just needed the ice one to complete the set!
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Lizzy heard Amrita call her, but from her position, couldn't see her at all. Besides, there were student students scampering around them; it was a miracle nobody had stepped on her yet! As she heard a familiar voice cry out, however, she felt something tug at her heart painfully as she wriggled in her net, using all her strength to sit up and kneel down on the ground... Just in time to see Lattice fall, caught in a net as she fell next to a netted Vieve.
"VIEVE, LATTICE," The hand still holding tightly onto Tess' tightened as she chewed on her lower lip at her captured teammates, every fiber of her being wishing that she was not currently trapped so that she could help everyone out; this was history repeating itself! Seeing Vieve - the ghoul who had earlier displayed more anger than distress at being caged - caused tears to well up in her eyes.
No no no no no no no...
The feeling of helplessness ate at her, and for once, she could not see a bright side to the situation. This time, there would be no rescue - after all, they barely made it the last time... The thought was depressing, and her shoulders slumped, almost in defeat.
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 6:59 am
With the memory of the pendants being pushed farther and farther to the back of his mind and all this frantic chaos of shooting, missing, and netting these things, Before was beginning to feel his mouth pull into a smile. Especially when he saw Bix and the successful catches his pale-haired bro made. "You're a regular crack shot with that thing," Before grinned, teal eyes not quite as distant and withdrawn as it had been during their earlier mission.
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 The winged ghoul continued to watch helplessly as more and more students fell to these... humans. "B-but, my parents always told me humans were weak and easy pickings. H-how can they be able to do this to us?" she whimpered.
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 7:15 am
"I wish I knew..." She whispered, feeling very lost and very small in all the chaos. To make things worse, the net made it difficult to move. She shuffled closer to Tess and attempted to pull her friend closer to her, wishing that the net didn't restrict her from moving her wings, "If we survive this, I'll tell you what I know..."
She was trying her best to sound like she believed that they would be okay, but it was difficult...
[Lizzy had already been captured. |D]
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 7:16 am
"Well you shouldn't," Colette had replied to Danny, right before a net flew and landed right next to the ghoul.
NETS. NETS EVERYWHERE.
Colette shuffled around frantically in the chaos of students and nets and tried to find a hiding spot, or at least get back to Danny. The ghoul just ran off and left her in the darkness! Targeting the demon's flaming butt tail, Colette hastily made her way over.
"Danny! Dann-ahck!" Colette so gracefully tripped over a large rock and fell straight into Mandy. "Sorry!" The Reaper rolled off who or what ever she just landed on and glanced at her scuffed up boot. Toe: safe. Thank Jack for this armor.
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 7:24 am
What the Hell happened?
Mot watched in horror and panic, looking from left to right as students started dropping like flies. Nets? This was..
Eris so helpfully shouted out the name of the offenders in wake of her capture; Hunters.
So this was how it happened? With these nets? Mot somehow saw three nets coming at him. The skinny, agile reaper dodged every single one of them.
However, people he cared about were getting captured.
Lizzy, Hel..
"Jackdamnit!" Mot squeaked, looking around frantically and summoning his gun and chain. The second he finds these guys...
"Hel?! Are you okay?!" Mot yelled to his only remaining team mate with concern.
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 7:26 am
With every passing moment, it seemed more and more hunters poured in to round up the helpless students, their ambush working like clockwork. As nets began to fill the air, and with nowhere to run it became harder and harder for the remaining students to get away, avoiding one net only to be captured by the next, or the next, or the next. The house, it seemed, had turned on them -- while some rushed back to the door from which they came, they would find that even should they be able to pry the door open, the portal to the other room was gone. They were stranded in the canyon, on a ledge they could not escape, with only the foreboding darkness of the cliff as their option. Even flying down the cavern was not an option, lest they seek certain death -- black as it was, the shearing walls of the cliff would be unavoidable, one wrong move, a wing clipped against the side and the result would be the same.
They weren't fighting a losing battle -- there hadn't been a battle to being with.
Amongst the growing pile of netted students, Eris continued to thrash and writhe beneath the fear-dampened trap well after it was clear there would be no escape, every twist of her body only further tangling her in the line. The two traps that had 'missed' clung to her jet-black wings, pinning them closed and keeping her from lashing out with them, any danger of broken limbs for the hunter who would inevitably have to grab the net having dissipated considerably. This, in itself, had driven her to the point of maddened insanity -- not only trapped, but pinned as well, there was a claustrophobic-like urgency to her writhing, each erratic movement tangling her further, and each tangled moment making her motions more erratic. But as time went on, it seemed more and more reality began to leech its way past the desperate insanity, first causing her screeching and hateful spitting to quiet, then finally coaxing her body to still completely, rigid there on the ledge. Laying on her side, arms pinned by the tightly-wound net, she looked like a crazed animal, her sorrel hair and tail fanned along the gravel like wild tendrils, partially veiling her face. From beneath the veil, however, her eyes stared with a fire worthy of hell up at where she knew the hunters had to be, hate palpable even from that distance. It was clear that, should they make one mistake, should she somehow manage to escape the bonds even a little, their deaths would come on swift black wings.
EDITED AS ASKED
(Still very much captured~)
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Bloodlust Dante rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 7:29 am
Damien knew it was too quiet, he knew it, but to have sheer madness happen so fast just blindsided him. "So noone has- WHAT THE JACK?" he yelped out as he crouched down when the first volley of nets went careening from the air above like some kind of rain of nets. and the pain throbbing from the side was just as sudden but frightful green eyes watched as Willow got ensnared in a net that was coming in their direction. "NO, willow can you get out?" he tried to struggle with it, at one point getting desperate enough to chew on the netting. but the fact that she said to run made his spine tingle in uncomfortableness. "But I can't leave you, your my teammate!." he insisted as she told him to run again, everywhere he looked there was another student getting grabbed by a well placed net. "Even west and Levi and...."With a tearful look, he gave Willow a hug and looked at her dead in the eyes. "Whatever happens, you fight to the bitter end you got me?" and then after a moment of hesitation, he was slinking away, inching around the curled up bodies of the captured like a shield. Leon almost wanted to scoff, the idea of him and his lumbering bulk trying to be silent and sneaky like some type of ninja. Chuck Norris was not a ninja. and frowned at the new piece of equipment in his hands "Ugh, a long range weapon, I'm sadly no good with this stuff." he openly lamented as the others began to fire off rounds, creatures were falling left right and center. "Whoo, impressive!" he was indeed shocked that they, including Jude did so well. "Maybe I can do it then." he mused out while taking aim at the one in the cowboy hat "Night night!" and of course the shot only caught one thing. THE HAT. "Dammit, the curse continues."
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 7:35 am
Mot's reflexes kicked in again, and the cowboil rolled out of the way of another net.
But this time.. a casualty. The reaper lifted a hand, running it through his hair.
"MY HAT! YOU JACKIN' b*****d, GET OUT HERE AND FIGHT LIKE A MAN!!!" He screamed at the sky. Where were these nets coming from?!
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Bloodlust Dante rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 7:48 am
Oh well that was interesting. The target had a mouth on him. "Well well, let's see you dance, partner." Leon muttered with a smirk before taking another shot at the now aware western reject. and this time caught air. "What the hell, is he immune to projectiles?" it was clear, the Western cowpoke was a superhero and his ability was Dodging bullets. or was this the matrix?
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Chobi_Chocobo rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 8:00 am
((Entering Late))It felt like they had been to one place only to be transferred else where only to be here now. Tika wasted no time getting her trap gun and picking a place to hide. She had a lot of time to make up. The teen wasted no time choosing a target and aiming. Bulls eye! The humaniod boy creature with running his hands through his hair was down. Drifter Jet Enduro MOT - CAUGHT Would you like to nickname wild MOT? Charlie renamed wild MOT - Van Driver /ooc
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 8:09 am
Another net came flying, and Mot leapt out of the way. These cowards! Pinning his friends down from safety, wherever safety was.
"Is that the best you go, loser?!" Mot laughed, clearly drunk of success. Clearly he needed to join the dodge ball team!
Then, swoosh, a net finally got the agile cowboil. Mot yelped, and fell down with a thud. The boil hissed, his Fear feeling as if t were being depleted or repressed, his weapon dissipating as he was no longer able to keep them summoned.
No way...
"...damnit.." This was the worst feeling.
{{Captured}}
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Chobi_Chocobo rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 8:14 am
The humaniod boil had fallen and now Tika was taking aim at another student who seemed to be crawling around the other caught students. She focused and shot. Another bulls eye! The hunter teen grinned to her self feeling a little -to- proud. Try 2/2
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