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poke mattix rolled 3 8-sided dice:
1, 7, 4
Total: 12 (3-24)
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 Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2013 9:55 pm
MEDIC It looked like whatever Professor Red was doing was starting to have a effect on Jericho. Was it her imagination, or was he becoming more visible? It was a good sign for the fairy, but it also looked like Red was taking a lot of damage, judging from the cracks forming in her back. Suddenly the professor looked their way, And Astra nearly had a heart attack. Was she going to turn on them now?!?! No...she seemed to be looking expectantly at them. She wasn't exactly sure what needed to be done, but she visibly winced as the dragons tail lashed into her, causing more cracks to open. Quickly she rung the bell, hoping to heal some of the damage done. Name: Astra HP: 50/50 Heals Left: 2/5 Heal Target: Red
Amount Healed: 12
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medigel rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 1
Total: 5 (2-20)
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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2013 11:33 pm
INFUSERHe was mesmerized by the clash momentarily, his gaze centered on the inky blackness the Red beast was trying to tear off the dragon. Was that the manifestation of Insanity? That was what Joy could accomplish? Unholy Jack . . .Fascinating.
And yet that tingling feeling of amazement was suddenly and swiftly blown out as something cold crawled up his spine. Worse than the feeling of being watched because he always felt like that - it was simply intensified. Mort could've sworn something was touching him and he took a step away, glancing to his sides. Nothing.
Just a minor hallucination, he tried to tell himself. Just a side effect of being near Insanity beasts. But the whispers seemed to coalesce and rise from the hazy background they normally occupied in his brain, angry and hissing. Another step back. The slingshot shook slightly in his hands as words cut into him like weapons, making him feel vulnerable -
Crack. The slingshot and its final bundle of Joy fell from his hands, his last bit of ammo fractured into useless pieces at his feet. The zomboil clutched his head and stared at the cracks forming on Red's tail. "M'out," he announced, a pang of anxiety hitting his core as he went cold at the sight. But was it possible to . . . Could he? He had to try.
But first:
"Sammy!" He looked about wildly for the zombie ghoul, cupping his mouth to amplify his voice. "Sammy! Red's orders, C-Cap'n: attack now!" No explanation, just a frantic look that said he hoped she wouldn't question how he knew.
Frankly, he was still a little unsure he had even heard the real Red in his head at all, as exciting a prospect that hinted at.
Name: Mort HP: 37/50 Ammo Remaining: 0/5 Amount Infused/Damage: 0 Infusion Total: 123
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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2013 11:56 pm
GRAPPLERDid that first year just..
Just..
Riley shared a look with Roch, one that clearly said she was going to demolish that little fae once this was all over, before she tugged even tighter, trying to keep her hold now that they'd lost one more person because someone wanted to play hero. She wasn't going to reprimand him now. This wasn't the time, or the place - right now, she had to ignore it and focus on her job. Thankfully, Sharra's reappearance made it easier to do just that.
Nice to see you back. She whispered out to him softly, before nodding in his direction. The plan seemed to be working, now that everyone was working in tandem - in fact, it seemed to be working a little too well.
She hoped that lasted.
A cold shudder crawled up her spine, and she heard something, or someone, trying to reach out to her. Her eyes looked from one to another, trying to figure out which of her teammates was trying - and failing - to communicate with her, but none of them seemed to be looking her way. What, then..?
It was too hard to tell.
Jericho's mood change meant they were making progress. She stared up at the dragon curiously, her head tilting to the side.
Is he..
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Blade Kuroda rolled 2 12-sided dice:
11, 9
Total: 20 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2013 11:58 pm
 Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.That was the sound of a happy tail wag. Destructive. But happy. 123 Target: NEXT THREE POSTERS ??? Damage: 14 Current Modifier: -5 Infusion amount: 123
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2013 12:19 am
Grappler
Between dodging tail thrashes and trying to keep a hold of the rope without losing his arms, the zomboil was finding it a little bit difficult to pay attention to everything else that was going on. He could see that some snowballs were flying and connecting with the hulking dragon, could see that Red was continuing to do what she could to keep him held down.
And then he could see some boil that he could only assume was a first year tear off half of his clothes and go traipsing towards the dragon.
Oh..uh..okay then?
The bewilderment and confusion was plain on his face, and with another grappler gone it made holding Jericho down even more difficult.
And then that was when Sharra had returned.
It was a relief to see the nergal boil had made it back, for more reasons then one. He flashed a smile in his direction, before he was distracted by whatever the Jack it was that Red was doing, as she began pulling out a black and shadowy mass. He blinked in astonishment, wondering at the implications, of what t meant.
He was so distracted by what was happening, he didn't even realize there was a tail swinging towards him until it was too late.
HP: 38/50
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2013 3:16 am
GRAPPLER Well, that was certainly kind of the reaction he was hoping for. The fey's head jerked up as soon as he heard Sharra, confusion making his eyes blink rapidly in succession.
But he-- but the smoke -- what.
Giving the dragon a gentle pat on its side, Marosa attempted to slide out and away from it, especially when he saw that it was getting happier. Part of the joy candies, he realized, before withdrawing himself completely.
He succeeded in disentangling himself from the dragon, only to wind up barreling away due to the dragon's tail, rolling on top of his clothes.
Oh. How convenient.
Jerking up and brushing himself off, Marosa quickly got himself dressed and made sure that most of his skin was covered before he retreated back behind the lines beside the nergal demon, knowing full well that he'd get chewed out for that later.
He hoped he'd made a difference. Deep down, he wanted to believe it very badly.Name: Marosa HP: 16/30
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Inle-roo rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 3
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2013 6:31 am
INFUSERTaima managed to hit the dragon again, but her victory was short lived as she also managed to get smacked by its giant tail. Name: Taima HP: 25/40 Ammo Remaining: 3/5 A mount Infused/Damage: 4 Infusion Total: 127 Quote: Sorry, was afk yesterday x.x
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2013 7:18 am
GRAPPLER"What the hell just happened?" Roch asked blankly. "Did he just strip--then the tail wagging--then--" Punk boil was confused. You're just lucky his instinct is to hold onto crap even when he's confused, people. In fact his hold on the rope was even tighter. "Hey Riley, can I kill the pretty boil later?" he called to the captain, figuring that was the most logical decision in this jacked up situation. "It'll be giving him what he wants, right?" Roch logic. It still exists and still makes little to no sense. HP: 50/50 Grappling: still -5
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2013 11:05 am
SCRAPPER (Just RP post)
Christof hovered nearby, his hands clenched into fists. He felt useless. He didn't know at what point he was supposed to attack, but he was ready- had been ready since the appearance of the foggy beast.
He was not so fond of the cold around them, pacing with nervous, anxious noises in his throat. They seemed to be doing something at least. He glanced around for any sign of a signal to attack. His fists were itching.
Was this really the young man he had grown up fighting with here at this school? He had always been jealous of the handsome, powerful dragon and his unnervingly well proportioned Parts that the Mistress seemed so fond of... but.. things were different now. So different. Would Jericho even remember?
Or were both of his friends Lost to the insanity?
He needed to get busy, the longer he thought about it, the more depressed he got.
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2013 11:07 am
GRAPPLER No. Riley muttered, her voice a silky, smooth venom unaffected by the stress of her grappling. He is mine.
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Bilious rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 9
Total: 11 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2013 11:13 am
Scrapper SCRAPPING!
Christof heard Mort's shout above the crowd- there was no time to wait for Sammy's 'command.'
He was sick of commands.
The hunchback limped faster, directly toward the swirling, foggy beast until he was lurching as quick as he could, massive left arm raised as he leaped at the beast with a snarl and a massive, thorny punch right in the neck.
I will return you to Mistress. He mentally hissed, And there's nothing you can do to stop me, dragon!
HP: 50/50
Damage: 6
Jericho HP: 123-6= 117
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Blade Kuroda rolled 2 12-sided dice:
8, 8
Total: 16 (2-24)
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2013 11:20 am
The tail wagging ceased (for now) as the dragon looked around at the numerous students that had gathered. One had decided to strike them but they were still not angry about it. They were far too happy. But these little ones! They all looked so cold out in this frigid weather! They should do something about this to help their new best friends. And so they breathed fire. That should help warm them up! HP: 117 Target: PREVIOUS THREE POSTERS Damage: 10 Current Modifier: -5 Infusion amount: 127
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Bilious rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 5
Total: 9 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2013 11:25 am
SCRAPPER
Christof howled animalistically as the flames ripped past them... Where were the other Scrappers? His claws dug into foggy dragon hide as he tried to climb what felt solid enough to climb....
He gave another snarl, this time trying to call out to the other Scrappers, hoping to wake them up to charge.
HP: 30/50
Damage: 4
Jericho HP: 113
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AyeAvast rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 9
Total: 19 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2013 11:41 am
INFUSER.....Was this real life? Was this really and truly happening? It was one thing for Jericho to look so... Happy despite all the damage he was wreaking, and another for Red to suddenly sport cracks that filled with an unnatural and foreboding light, but then to have her teammates not wait for a cue again?! "That's not your call to make, Mortimer!" The witch shouted at the zombie with a frantic flap of her hand. "We still have Infusers with ammunition left over! Red said we finish all of it and then attack!" Livid was an apt description of her current demeanor. For a second she angrily flustered about, snatching up a handful of JOY and forcefully slinging it toward the dragon. For a second she fumbled for another piece only to discover oh... That was it for her. "Finish what you've got! Wait for Sammy's cue and then we help subdue him! And if any of you decide to act otherwise, I swear to jack I will hex you hard enough your minipets will feel it." She was not kidding, you guys. Name: Belladonna HP: 34/50 Ammo Remaining: 0/5 Amount Infused/Damage: 14 Infusion Total: 141
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2013 11:47 am
INFUSER (RP POST) Calder stood on unsteady hooves as he looked over at Mot with a smile. "Nah. I'm gewd. Made of stronger stuff than that!" He was a monster after all, and he had one of the most abusive friends around.
He suddenly felt a lot better and turned to see someone healing him. He offered a smile just as said ghoul got hit by the tail in a similar way that Calder had. "Oh!" Rushing over, he went to offer his help. "Are you okay?"HP: 38/50
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