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bipolar bee rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 2
Total: 9 (2-16)
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 Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 7:24 am
Sasha watched the ashen phoenix rise, her eyes widening with each flap of its wings. A beautiful sort of melancholy seized Sasha's chest, a loneliness that allowed no other room for any other emotion. How one creature could contain such sorrow, such solitude, Sasha didn't know... but she wanted to. It beckoned to her, a siren's call.
The only thing that drew her back was the sound of voices a short distance away; Sasha took a moment to lash out at the bird when it swooped low. She missed entirely, but that soul-deep melancholy stayed with her. It was crushing.
After watching the bird soar back into the sky, Sasha turned and caught sight of Jordan, Rep, Jerry and Harrison. Jerry looked... really bad, and with a small, quiet cry, Sasha dashed towards them.
((OOC:
Character Name: Sasha
HP: 40/40
Target: Phoenix
Damage: Miss
Effect: -
Charge: 0/3 || 0/2))
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 7:43 am
Shaking with rage, Mei turned to fully face the hunter. "'We had to?' 'Its a war?' Who's war? Yours? Because I sure as hell don't remember starting this! You hunters always like to shoot first and ask questions later. Have you ever considered other means of stopping this war? Huh!? How much longer does this cycle have to continue until the bloodshed stops? How many more have to die? Let me guess, now that you have them out of way, its our turn to lay down and die? Is that how this is supposed to play out? Every other candlejacking race is do die off so you and your pathetic race of humans can live?" Shaking her head, the doll gritted her teeth.
"I had to deal with a lot up and until now, I've tried to understand you hunters before. Now I see that you only look out for yourselves. Your race is nothing but greed, a sin. Maybe your kind should be purged instead. How would you like that to happen instead, huh? Not a very nice thought, is it?! To have every single person you've ever cared about, wiped from existence! Because, look--" She gestured to the the heir of death, sobbing over the loss of their home and loved ones. "that's what you did to her, and the rest of them! Tell me! Does that make you proud? Happy!?"
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jessieomer rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 3
Total: 8 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 7:57 am
She was amazed at the fear that the bird had formed. It was bigger than anything she had seen, and she had no idea what to do. The only thing she could think of doing was attack it, like everyone else was doing. She joined in with the other students and hunters. She aimed her own ability to gather fear at the bird, however it did nothing. This was to be expected from her, but hopefully the others were hitting it. ------------------------ (( OOC:Character Name: Mercy HP: 30/30 Target: Phoenix Damage: 0 Effect: Only Crit Hits damage bird )) Appearance Mercy is a Sorceress Reaper. She stands at 5'5' and has bubblegum pink hair tied into low pigtails. She wears a black dress with a bow that ends in cardboard.
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 8:01 am
" Stuffed Animal!?!" Mandy hissed not even able to believe the indifference this Hunter was showing in the face of what was practically genocide, perpetrated by his people. Honestly it looked like if he said one more word Mandy was going to rip his throat out. The only thing that held her back was the Phoenix because although Mandy had not registered it at first she now realized it for what it was, the remains of the Clan. If anything deserved to have a vengeance against these wretched abominations it was it. That did not stop her physically aching from the need to shed these Hunter's blood. “I hope you die choking on your crimes.” She finally settled for snarling at him instead. (( OOC: Character Name: Mandy HP: 40/40 Target: Damage: Effect: N/A Number of People Currently Attacking Me: /3 )) Appearance Mandy is currently in her natural form which looks like a Koala ))
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naggeela rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 8
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 8:19 am
Tori had thought that a little warning would have been nice to what the higher ups were really up to, but then she was just trainee expendable and good bait. This was one thing that she did want to change and how she only partly knew. Hating the sensation the falling island did with the explosion since it reminded her too much of the gravity attacks she had endured. A little wobbly Tori stood up when hearing that ‘Phase three had been completed’ did she look around to see that the horsemen’s islands were gone to which a huge grin on her face. She might have not known what was happening when they had been sent on this mission but she was happy none the less to see those islands destroyed. Alkin reminded her that they could be more happy later on as there since the creatures were still on the island they were standing on and she knew he was right later for happy and the sad. Still she glee in her heart even when she heard one piercing cry and looked to see a bird flying in the sky, but the more Tori looked the more it dawned on her that it was a phoenix. From her own reading on those types of creatures only in form did this phoenix look as it reminded her too much of the creatures that had attack the island during the Christmas time and it looked angry which wasn’t a good thing Tori thought. Summoning her weapon as she charged at the phoenix as she didn’t want those that she cared for to be hurt more that they already had, but she missed hitting the bird. Even with her attack missing Tori felt and heard a strange loneliness something that she also had felt before and knew somewhat well as her mind began to wander to her past where she was always alone even in a crowd of people. Aklin shouted and whined at the same time. Hearing Aklin call her his little one brought her back into focus. Thank you Lin and yes I’m not a lone I have you to keep me company. Tori replied as she was glad her partner had brought her back and thinking that they would have to be more careful when attacking that phoenix. (( OOC: Character Name: Victoria HP: 40/40 Target: Phoenix BossDamage: Missed Charge: /3 (Battle Cry 7d4 0/2) Effect: -- Number of People Currently Attacking Me: /3 )) Appearance Victoria is 5’10, with braided shin-length black hair with amber eyes and a white tail coat. She wields a sword with a chain and ball. She is also sporting red flowers on her right shoulder and left thigh/knee area. Tori’s Supplies - x2 Standard barrier dagger (no restriction access needed), roll 2d20 to defend you and TWO OTHER TARGETS FOR THAT VALUE for a turn.
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medigel rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 5
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 8:27 am
A clatter of bones. This was all Mort could remember. Not the explosion of searing white light, not the destruction of the islands, the untethering of the island - hardly even the fall. No, the zomboil could only recognized the crash landing itself before everything went briefly black. Pain he was not unused to at this point, but all of that at once was enough to put him out of commission for several minutes.
He came to eventually and groaned at the wall of sound barraging him from all sides, and he wouldn't have wanted to move still had he lost contact with something gripping his hand. Wincing, Mort weakly sat up, hearing several bones click back into place while doing so. What was -
- . . . What the Jack was that bird doing here?
He could only stare as it swooped and soared about the battlefield, rooted to the spot until something shifted by him and attacked. And then he stared some more as he saw a small tannish thing being taken away right after in the bird's wake. And then Mort turned to see that it was brave little Amrita who had done so, and it snapped him back to reality.
Not the reality that the isles were essentially raped by the Hunters' presence, no, not yet. Just his reality: Aymet, Calder, Amrita, and a candlejacking smoke bird flapping around. That, he could handle.
Shakily he got up, staggering a bit on his shellshocked legs until he found a balance. "A-Are alright?" he murmured his question to the group, feeling like a scrambled cockatrice egg. His glasses were broken and lopsided from the fall, but even with his poor eyesight he could still identify them by their colors. He thought he saw the smoke bird come close and tried to fire off a bolt of energy, but as far as he could tell it had simply gone through without effect. Damn.
Shaking slightly, he squinted at Amrita's new stump and gave her a questioning look, offering his left hand out if she wanted. It was hardly like he used both at the same time anyway.HP: 40/40 Attack Turns: 1/1 # of People Attacking Me: 0/3 Target: BIRDEHDamage: Nope (but so close) (( Mort is 5'6", wearing jeans/sneakers/hoodie/graphic shirt/beanie sorta like from headshot; currently looks horribly dazed and his glasses are broken ))
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naggeela rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 5
Total: 11 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 8:44 am
That was one sensation that the Fu Dog was never going to forget since he had never fallen from such a great high before since he lived underground and had never felt such a blast before too. Growling some as Adiyan got to his feet trying to regain is balance. Once he had and his vision did clear did he see the destruction of the horseman’s island there home. The Fu Dog was in shock to see everything destroyed as in his heart if he ever could he had wanted to revisit the island of death to learn more as there way of life was interesting to him but now it was all gone. He was truly confused to why anyone would want to do this and his anger grew as Adiyan tried to figure it all out and not coming to any answers since he knew very little of these strange reapers and to why. Adiyan wanted answers but he knew not were to start or who to ask while his tail flicked wildly with his anger. Hearing a piercing cry did he see the strange phoenix flying around angry and he had enough as his anger was high but not enough to blind him and he couldn’t hold on to his humanoid form any longer and went back to his natural form. Growling loudly as he charged at the gray bird as he was going to answer anger with anger. Mouth wide open for the attack but Adiyan had missed completely. Just as he was thinking on how to attack better next time he thought he heard something and looked around to see that no one was taking to him. Then a very strange feeling of loneliness creep into his heart as he had never really felt anything like it….no he must fight on he must protect to prove and to fight more. Stay focused and don’t lose yourself or you will lose everything, Adiyan told himself as he started to watch the gray phoenix and waiting to see what would happen next. (( OOC: Character Name: Adiyan HP: 30/30 Target: Phoenix boss Damage: Miss (but so close) Number of People Currently Attacking Me: /3 )) Appearance Adiyan is now in his natural form of a Fu Dog.
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 8:48 am
He hadn't even put the fire out before the loud cracks of earth below sounded shaking and then they fell. What was left of the fire wrapped flung itself around him as he clung to the ground, burning his legs, his arm and even his face before being consumed by whirl of wind. The cold hurt so much that his mind started to black out before the island plunged into the sea and he was unconscious tumbling around. Joachim hurt, he could feel it, every part of his body was in pain as if he had taken a blows from a group of students kicking and beating on every inch of his body. He took in a deep breath of air, coughing choking on it before opening his eyes as a pain in his chest erupted just above his stomach, sitting up he clutched it. Something was broken, as a large bump was swelling on his head just above his brow. His fingers had no feeling other than pain from the fire, and worse of all Joachim didn't know where he was. Well, he knew he was on the island but it was different, it was in the water as wreckage scene of the former Horsemen Isle's laid in front of him. He was going to be sick, it was gone like some sunken ship filling in with water, it was all gone and in the sky was large ash colored bird. Still clinging to his side he got to his feet, feeling a little woozy he stumbled the first couple of steps before getting his balance. "Merel... Merel are you ok?" He cried desperately patting his pocket only being relieved as the mouse squeaked a few times to reassure him. Now the question was how did he get here on the island and where were the others? "EV!? KETTIL!? WHERE ARE YOU!? ARE YOU OK!?" He screamed his voice cracking almost in fear of something terrible happening to any of them. Quote: Rather beaten down boil with orange hair and a frown permanently stuck to his face.
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DarkHeartedSorrows rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 3
Total: 5 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 9:06 am
Feng couldn't believe his eyes. They had been so close to finishing this mission. The isles were destroyed. The crater was there as proof, collecting the ocean to cover up the wreckage. So how was it possible, in any sense, that something was forming in that wreckage? Every second that passed, the more solid it became. All he could do was stare.
And then it became a bird. Feng felt it call to his heart, to his soul, with the sound of pure sadness that it gave. Sososo sad. How could one creature be so sad and angry and alone.
<Child. Focus.>
Right. Focus. He summoned Shang, who had somehow de-summoned during the quake of events, and swung it at the bird, but his swing fell short and he wasn't able to hit. How are we supposed to hit it when we're grounded?(( OOC:Character Name: Feng HP: 40/40 Target: PhoenixDamage: Miss Effect: -6 auto Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3 )) Supplies 1 x Fear Scanner, 1 x Communication Device Appearance Feng is 6'2 with black hair. His most distinguishing feature is probably the huge a** dragon meteor hammer he uses as a weapon. His clothes are a bit charred from previously being on fire.
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Ravvlet rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 1
Total: 4 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 9:20 am
It had been, to say the least, a long, hard day.
There was a labyrinth at some point, isnofar as he could recall past the fatigue and constant battling. And then a room, with runes, and then-
The pheonix.
Adrenaline was the only thing holding his shield arm up. He tried to swing at it, but ended up just pulling a muscle in his shoulder. Wash grunted in pain.
((OOC:
Character Name: Wash
HP: 40/40 -6 = 34/40
Target: Phoenix
Damage: nope
Effect:
Charge: 0/3 ))
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Grey Dragon rolled 2 12-sided dice:
6, 10
Total: 16 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 9:29 am
And suddenly there was nothing. How could it all be nothing? The infinite volume was forever, an eternity and a half of growth and life and the beautiful whistle of winds across her native sandy landscape... Cymbeline felt the blow deep inside, in her empty ribs like a painful weight of stone and iron and ice. The Insanity cried for home in a thousand voices. One might have been hers. Her stoic, serious face transformed her into almost another person entirely, a sane person. Where Invictus paced and raged, she stood still before joining her sibling. She could not help her homeland, but she could help him. Swinging her scales once again, she aimed at the target of his wrath. It was even less effective than his arrows, but if that was what Invictus wanted, she would try for his sake. ----------- (( OOC: Character Name: Cymbeline Target: PhoenixDamage: None Effect: None
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Ravvlet rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 1
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 9:31 am
It took Johnny Danger a very long time to reform after being frozen while unconcious and having an entire room collapse on him. Perhaps it was because the FEAR that made up Johnny Danger had decided it was tired. Perhaps it was taking a nap. Or perhaps it had decided to try and hang around for a bit in the hopes that when he came to, it would all be over. Eventually, however, little wisps of what was once the bratty rocker of Amityville began to coalesce. It probably had a lot to do with a possibly topless ghoul on the battle field. Perhaps if he reformed enough to have eyes he'd catch a n** slip- No such luck, apparently, JD would come to realize as he spawned back into a very chaotic (and mostly PG) scene. If it weren't for the fact that he was a demon and from a world that would seem very hellish to the humans they were battling, he'd have to ask - was this hell? The beautiful islands they'd been vacationing (if you could call it that) on were gone, replaced by ocean, silence, and a harsh keening... A dark shadow passed over the boil's head, and he ducked instinctively. It was some kind of bird, and his first reaction wasn't FEAR as one might expect but...a loud gurgle.Oh JACK, how long had it been since he had last eaten? And that thing looked a lot like something that might taste like chicken... He leaped up to make a grab at it...and missed, landing and tripping over his own long legs. He ended up instead sprawled facedown on the platform. He did the only thing he could at this point. He propped himself up on his elbows, and tried to look sexy. (( OOC:Character Name: JD HP: 30/30 - 6 = 24/30 Target: Phoenix Damage: 0 Effect: Appearance: JD is a blue skinned, dark blue haired demon boil who looks really bewildered. And hungry. ))
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 9:42 am
Before the nature demon could try and call for Kettil again, coughing softly from how raw her throat was, a pair of large talons enclosed around her slender arms. She gasped at first, fearing it to be the phoenix taking her for a meal! ... but was quickly relieved to see that it was an owl... with a voice she'd heard before. Looking up, the Grand Bois gazed upon the impressive owl tiredly, allowing it to lift her, damaged roots dangling and twitching from time to time. It felt nice to be off of them though. The stress of trying to form the ghoulish legs she normally sported had strained their weakened state. "Thank you.." she could only murmured wearily.
From a higher ground, everything was visible... and it was just horrifying.. awful.. It made Ev close her eyes on numerous occasions. How could all of this have happened...? But a bright colour caught her eye... a head of hair that could only match that of Joachim. "There he is.." she weakly pointed out to the giant owl, one less marred root lifting to point for her. He looked alright... but it was hard to tell entirely from how high up she was.
Character Name: Ev
HP: 3o/3o
Target: none
Damage: ---
Effect: cripples from fire.
Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3
Appearance Ev, her height can vary due to her roots, but she's usually standing at 5'7.
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 9:49 am
Mort turned to look at her, but Amrita never noticed. Her gaze was transfixed on the torn stump and the vines that writhed out of it. Her expression underwent subtle changes then, moving from perplexed to blank, a slow fading of any semblance of recognition.
And then, out of nothing came a sudden spark of life, her eye darting up and looking to the empty space beside her as if she had heard something. She eyed that spot with a moment of focus, listening to a conversation only she could hear. Whatever it was seemed to affect her greatly, her eye widening in shock before drifting back to nothing. Her arm lowered to hang limply at her side, her shoulders slouching just enough to bring a sense of vacancy to her; for now she was standing, but for how much longer nobody could tell.
A blank canvas, unaware of the world around her.
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Character Name: Amrita
HP: 50/50
Target: --
Damage: --
Effect: Belated spacing out due to bird-attacking effects
Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3 ))
Appearance Amrita is a 5'5" Patchwork (Currently) with the left side of her skull showing and backwards hands and feet. She is dressed similar to this but without the yellow jacket and in a tank top instead. She's got some vines crawling under her skin, and a bright red flower poking out of her eyesocket. And is now missing her right hand. Literally.
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Huni Pi rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 10
Total: 20 (2-20)
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 9:58 am
One of the horsemen had attack Tori, which was more than enough to really rile the Misty up but there was something about the way she was attacked. Suddenly Before couldn't see very well, like he had fogged glass over his eyes. He found it very hard to breath, like something was covering his face, obscuring his identity, blocking his memories...
He barely made out a voice in the back of his mind, a feminine voice that he knew but for the life of him he couldn't identify. He couldn't make out the words, just the sense of urgency in them. Then the need for a pendant struck him so hard his knees almost buckled beneath him. It seemed to Before that his legs failed him, because he was falling.
It would be later, when his friends tell him of the destruction, that he learns how the portal island plummeted when the Hunters destroyed the Horsemen islands. For the moment, Before was lost to the vision of his trials. Blindly, he reached out to steady himself with one hand, the other gripping his wheel thinking it an air gun, completely oblivious of the curve of the handle. Fear, panic, and confusion ripped through Before, and without thinking, he called out for help. "BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIX! B-BOSSSSSSSSS!!!!!"Dragain He's not in his right state of mind atm...
NOW! a face wrought from metal roared in Before's consciousness, and the Misty released his hold on his partner. He watched the wheel soar into the air, gracefully arcing right into the Insanity-fueled creature. With arms outstretched he caught Vanna as she ricocheted back to him.
He was still whispering apologies.
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((OOC:
Character Name: Before
HP: 50/50
Target: Phoenix
Damage: 14
Effect: 8I
Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3 ))Appearance 5"7 dude with a BAW (Big a** Wheel) and a scar on the bridge of his nose. He is missing his Hunter Coat and is also missing some of his brown hair. naggeela Can Tori snap him out of his funk?
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