The transformation was nothing like the first time. Instead she felt her neck stretch and legs grow. Arms shrunk until they were mere wings and the clothing fell away from her torso to reveal feathers. With a shriek, the ostrich stood and blinked. Crap.
Current Form: Large Animal - Ostrich Character HP: 35 Damage: N/A Total Damage: N/A
Character Name:Marisol Whelan Brief description of character: Marisol is a young woman who is adept at fitting in and capable of charming most of those she meets. A thrill seeker at heart, she does not shy away from difficult tasks or the spotlight.
Deity: Hermes Weapon: Whip HP: 47 Minicert:
thyPOPE rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1Total: 1 (1-6)
Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2016 5:03 pm
Oh, good - some of Circe's ******** animals seemed to be running away. Good for them, honestly - that meant they had free will again, probably. And Ernst wouldn't have to kill kids. He was really, really banking on not having to kill kids.
He also hadn't really been looking for Circe to move her damned staff again, but even so he'd been bracing himself for more vines. He didn't expect his grip on his tower shield to loosen, and for himself to suddenly shrink into a tiny, tiny little - what the hell was he?
Ernst had no idea, and he didn't have time to look at himself, or be thankful that his underwear was surprisingly intact. All around him it was chaos - forms were shifting everywhere. But this just made it all the more necessary to try and charge toward Circe however he could, and the fact that he was small actually helped now.
Character Name:Ernst Nzikobankunda Brief description of character: A very tall, friendly but airheaded man with a tendency to ramble. He looks tired and run-down, and is wearing a worn-down teal shirt, a jacket tied around his head, and black floral underwear. Don't ask.
And suddenly, mid-noms, Briiva was human again. Fortunately she was close to her clothing and it didn't take her long to re-garb herself, slinging her bag over her shoulder, quiver on her hip, and stringing her bow. Pulling out an arrow, Briiva couldn't help but grin a little, the taste of blood in her mouth and a hazy blood-lust in her vision, leftovers from her short time as a predator.
Current Form:human Character HP: 43 Damage: Total Damage:
Yekaterin rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6Total: 6 (1-6)
Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2016 5:03 pm
And just like that everything changed. Beth felt herself expanding, landing on all fours. Her clothes tore and her neck grew longer and she grew...fluffier. Beth, now a dark eyed alpaca gave out a shrieking whine, in the midst of her shredded fine clothes. She shuffled from side to side, panic in her mind...though it was a different sort of panic from what had beset her as a mouse. She found she could calm herself, though she mournfully nudged the remains of her dress and coat. Luckily, her back remained intact, one of the straps looped around her her front left leg.
Beth is now a fuzzy alpaca!
Current Form: Animal--Large Character HP: 35 Damage: Total Damage: Weapon: Whip (agile ranged)
Character Name:Beth Almasy Brief description of character: A sweet but skittish beauty who's lived in the lap of luxury her whole life, Beth doesn't quite know what she's doing. She's always willing to support and cheer on her friends, mostly so she doesn't actually have to lift a finger.
Deity: Hera WC: , Total:2358
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1Total: 1 (1-6)
He'd been attacking weakly, uncertainly -- this chaotic atmosphere setting off Asher's ADD something awful and making it near impossible for him to focus on any one thing. He swung here, and swung there; ducked a flying monkey and came up to smack something in the face --
And then, all at once, there was a laugh above him and he began to lose his humanity.
His hair stayed fluffy, and got fluffier: his ears spreading out and up, his eyes getting bigger, wide and alarmed. His posture changed, rolling onto all fours, and his tail immediately went crazy.
All he could see was legs, bellies, tails around him. He could smell things he didn't understand. Asher let out a brief, alarmed bark.
Current Form: Small Animal: Cavalier King Charles Character HP: 45/45 Damage: N/A Total Damage: N/A
Character Name:Asher Zimmerman Brief description of character: Asher is a kinetic young man who has a hard time sitting still for long stretches of time. He is impulsive and dismissive, and covers up any self-consciousness with sarcasm.
Standing, she aimed to fire at the creature that had just slashed at her -- but she slid again, feet still bare, cursing under her breath.
Current Form: Human Character HP: 36 Damage: 0 Total Damage:376
Character Name:Juniper Rose Brief description of character: An enigmatic songstress who seems to have stepped out of a time long passed, Rose is level-headed and self-reliant, perfectly willing and capable of doing what's necessary with her own two hands. Strong-willed and no-nonsense, she's a bit reserved but puts on affable airs, making her somewhat pleasant to be around.
Deity: Apollo Weapon: Balanced Bow HP: 47
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There was a wicked gleam in the beady eyes of the too large bird as she jumped, feet lashing out wildly and talons scratching any of the foul beasts. As if that wasn't enough of a warning, she snapped her beak menacingly, the sharpness no one should want to find out about. Now if only the witch was down here instead of hiding like a coward behind her minions.
Current Form: Large Animal - Ostrich Character HP: 35 Damage: 12 Total Damage: 388
Character Name:Marisol Whelan Brief description of character: Marisol is a young woman who is adept at fitting in and capable of charming most of those she meets. A thrill seeker at heart, she does not shy away from difficult tasks or the spotlight.
Deity: Hermes Weapon: Whip HP: 47 Minicert:
Seiana_ZI rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5Total: 5 (1-6)
Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2016 5:12 pm
Placid?
Oh for fu--
It hurt. He felt himself transforming from something that was very human to very much not human, something that relied far too much on front paws and not enough on opposable thumbs. Something with too much fur and hair and not enough exposed skin. Something with large teeth and a maw that was long and not just a flatter face with a nose. Everything sounded loud, so loud, the colours were swimming, everything smelled and it was overwhelming and Zebulon felt his heart pounding, his blood running hot.
He lowered his haunches and roared, the sound ripping from him, angered.
Hell. No.
Current Form: Lion - Large Character HP: 35/35 Damage: n/a Total Damage: 388
Character Name:Zebulon Castaneda Brief description of character: Zebulon accompanies his even temper and clear mind with an oft-frustrating tendency to be snarky even in the most serious moments, needling people far past the point he should. Tagging along is a need for control, tempered by the fact that he does usually know what he's talking about. His normal ease seems lessened at current, though his control over himself is back now that he's removed enough from the conflict with the metal vulture.
Deity: Athena Weapon: Shield HP: 56 Minicert: n/a
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6Total: 6 (1-6)
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Marisol -- Marisol was an ostrich.
For one moment, the songstress was flabbergasted. From feline to this? A bird?
But the moment passed, Rose firing off a shot over the dancer's back, knocking a would-be attacking wolverine back several feet. No matter what anyone's form was...there was work to be done.
Current Form: Human Character HP: 36 Damage: 12 Total Damage:400
Character Name:Juniper Rose Brief description of character: An enigmatic songstress who seems to have stepped out of a time long passed, Rose is level-headed and self-reliant, perfectly willing and capable of doing what's necessary with her own two hands. Strong-willed and no-nonsense, she's a bit reserved but puts on affable airs, making her somewhat pleasant to be around.
"What the he--" Mal hiccuped--and then sneezed, repeatedly. Trust a witch to do something witchy, especially when the tide was turning against her. His skin itched all over-- the tips of his fingers itched the worst, and he had only a breath to think that before he hiccuped a noise and was falling, overbalanced, because there was something wrong with his feet.
He rolled forward, instead of falling onto his nose, and stayed curled up for a couple of huffy breaths. When he uncurled his glasses were broken and he heard the vest he'd been wearing give with a wet tearing sound that made him think of horror movies.
He stood up again, made another huffing noise as he peered nearsightedly at his claws-- big heavy claws-- and decided that his glasses were probably a loss, his suit was probably a loss, but hell, at least he'd still be able to fight. He wanted to bite Circe if he could get close enough, except of course he didn't have teeth anymore.
Mal frowned (different muscles, ugh) and his tongue shot out-- and out.
And out.
And out.
What the hell!
If you roll a 3-4, you're turned into a medium animal, but retain your wits. Until you're cured, your HP is 40, and you deal 8 damage each turn, no roll required.
Well, s**t. Leave it to a crafty witch to completely change the game in the middle of everything. Sylvia had been torn from the cat’s back, yowling out of surprise at her displacement, skidding along the floor on paws first -- but feeling the floor shift beneath her. The world readjusted, she felt skin rather than pads touching the floor, and she realized that she was human again. And naked, which was inconvenient. And without a weapon, which was worse.
Sylvia was quick to realize what she needed to do, but slower to realize the shift around her as more animals appeared, clothing across the floor. She scrambled to figure out where Beth had ended up with the bag that contained her clothing, discarding undergarments for time’s sake, simply pulling the dress over her head as quickly as she could before running back to the table for her shield, a few animals swiping at her as she ran.
Current Form: Human Character HP: 49/56HP Damage: 0 [0-5-10 possible] Total Damage:400
ShortGreen rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6Total: 6 (1-6)
Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2016 5:18 pm
Before she could reach Edward, Misha watched in horror as Circe again went on a little rant and waved her magic shiny stick around. She cursed, loud and completely unladylike, as pain shot through her. Her shield dropped but the clatter of it falling was lost in the tumult surrounding her. However, her screech of pain cut through even the din.
Misha bent over, curling in on herself, tearing at her own clothing as it constricted on her changing body. It all happened so fast, though. There was no hope in saving anything.
Before she knew it, she stood on all fours again - a sleek black panther, this time. She snarled, caught between annoyed and just plain furious.
Current Form: Panther, large animal Character HP: 35 Damage: n/a
Ernst was not very accustomed to being small. Even when he'd been an animal before he'd been a giraffe - even bigger whatever than he currently was. Still, he could easily...bite people's heels? Stomp at them?
Something like that. He charged forward - he had hooves but also fangs, he was pleased to discover, and he sank his teeth into a rabbit's behind viciously.
Character Name:Ernst Nzikobankunda Brief description of character: A very tall, friendly but airheaded man with a tendency to ramble. He looks tired and run-down, and is wearing a worn-down teal shirt, a jacket tied around his head, and black floral underwear. Don't ask.
Current Form: Small animal - chevrotain Character HP: 45/45 Damage: 5 Total Damage: 405
Whimsical Blue rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4Total: 4 (1-6)
Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2016 5:18 pm
Distracted fighting off the crazed animals around her, Sid missed when the witch did something to aid her followers... not that it would have done her much good even if she'd been ready.
Suddenly, her bow dropped from useless hands and the yelp that exploded from her throat sounded more like an angry screech.
Red feathers exploded over her as her clothes fell in a heap. Once again a red Macaw, Sid shook herself all over, her wings mantled and her feathers on end in a threatening ********, not again! Where's Rob? This is so not funny!
Current Form: Animal (macaw) Character HP: 40 Damage: - (8 per turn) Total Damage: -
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Character Name:Sidney James Brief description of character: Reluctant Chosen of Apollo, Sid is more interested in partying and making music than being a warrior. Upbeat and bright most of the time, she's also a bit selfish and unlikely to go out of her way for people she doesn't know.
Deity: Apollo Weapon: Bow (6 base damage) HP: 47 Minicert:
Beth's mourning period was not long. It was soon replaced with a white hot rage, the likes of which she had only felt once--when a giant metal bird pooped in her hair. Now she was expected to sacrifice her clothing to the cause. 'Oh NO,' she thought grimly. Another animal presented itself before her and before she could think, she rammed into it with her body. It wasn't the instinct that her alpaca brain suggested, but it made her feel much better.
Current Form: Animal--Large--Alpaca Character HP: 35 Damage: 12 Total Damage: 425 Weapon: Whip (agile ranged)
Character Name:Beth Almasy Brief description of character: A sweet but skittish beauty who's lived in the lap of luxury her whole life, Beth doesn't quite know what she's doing. She's always willing to support and cheer on her friends, mostly so she doesn't actually have to lift a finger.
