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 Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 12:53 pm
The Hunter did not stir for a moment longer.
And then their eyes suddenly snapped open and they shouted, in a strange, monosyllabic tone, "YOU MUST GO FIND HER AND FREE HER NOW."
A moment later they closed their eyes and showed no more signs of awakening.
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Syusaki rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 1
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 12:54 pm
[ Courtyard ]
In which Wilson is not amused.
Virus Counter: 1
Damage: 1
Vines: 9
HP: 55/60
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 12:54 pm
[IN COURTYARD]
"A knife!" he said, holding up his own runic dagger, a familiar looking one with a repainted and modified handle, one he'd been obviously carting around since back when he first got locked down back as a trainee and had been forced to survive with nothing but it for defence. "We'll get by nae bother." he said flippantly, he didn't feel it.
As his shoulder was touched he looked like he wanted to say something else, and as Jordan turned away to squeeze through the thorns he reached out his hand just a little before dropping it again. "Ah." he said under his breath.
"Take care man." he said, voice weaker than he expected it to be, before he looked away irritably, feeling weak and stupid for once again going somewhere he had no ******** place being.
He wanted to hurt something, hit something, he wanted Tracey back, he couldn't handle being a human again with nothing superpowered to cushion it.
HP: 60/60
Runics: Improved Bandages (Bandages: Heal for a quarter of your total HP )
Runic Dagger
Melee Dice 2d6-6
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 12:56 pm
courtyard
He gave Ian a flat look and was going to reprimand him for being stupid at a time like this—
Help me. Free me.
Jack jerked and turned his head around, finding no source for the voice. He was immediately suspicious of anything asking what appeared to be just him for help, but around him chaos was starting to unfold. How? he thought as loud as he could. Who are ******** if I know," was his curt answer to Peyton, and his face didn't grow any less relaxed as Chel joined. "Don't get infected, be wary of the antiviruses--we might be considered civilians now without our weapons, but..." So many buts, so many what ifs. "See anything unusual on the way over?" he asked his girlfriend.
Quote: jack
virus count: 1 hp: 60 runics: torch, bandages antivirus: 1
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Syusaki rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 4
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 12:56 pm
[ Courtyard ]
Punching vines were not a very effective means of fighting.
Virus Counter: 1
Damage: 2
Vines: 7
HP: 50/60
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Syusaki rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 3
Total: 4 (2-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 12:59 pm
[ Courtyard ]
Hahaha. No.
Virus Counter: 1
Damage: 0
Vines: 7
HP: 45/60
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 1:01 pm
Otto breathed in sharply after what he'd just seen. The world had stopped, and he'd been somewhere else. A table, food, a figure with bones for a hand.... His chest hurt painfully from the sudden rapid-fire heartbeat he was now burdened with. A voice came now, asking him to Summon Them. Tenya? Tenya... no. That wasn't her voice. But maybe she was just sick, just like he was. And if he could summon her, he could protect himself. He could.. he could protect everyone. Otto was standing now, holding his arm as if letting go would harm him. He'd seen that skeletal figure again... in that familiar setting. Ugh... his heart was beating so fast it made him breathless. Don't be reckless.. But then... but he just... No, he wasn't going to pass this opportunity to find out Why. What. How. He was tired of living in fear and uncertainty wondering what it was he was burdened with here. So Otto tried, within his own mind and power, to summon whatever was calling him.
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Syusaki rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 4
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 1:01 pm
[ Courtyard ]
Still no. Just. Reach for some piece of wood lying nearby don't question this Wilson.
Virus Counter: 1
Damage: 0
Vines: 7
HP: 40/60
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 1:02 pm
medigel courtyard
Help me. Free me.
Jack's forearm began to itch, and then hurt slightly as words, in no language he understood, etched themselves onto his skin, in black.
"Say my true name."
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 1:02 pm
Courtyard/Thorn passage
Take care, and Jordan looked back in time to watch the wall of thorns close behind him, because of course it did; he couldn't afford to worry about Rep or anyone else right now, he told himself firmly, and turned back to the path in front of him, moving cautiously forward and scanning the shadowy, ragged thorns for movement, for threats, for anything unusual.
There was a small figure in the pathway, a boy dressed in ragged green with a skull-like mask. Peter Pan, with bare feet and a hidden face. Jordan approached, stopped about ten feet away, did not reach for his knife. He wasn't being attacked or threatened. "Will you let me through?" he asked.
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Syusaki rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 1
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 1:03 pm
[ Courtyard ]
So. That wasn't working either. Well.
Virus Counter: 1
Damage: 0
Vines: 7
HP: 35/60
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 1:03 pm
[Dormitories - Horace] He reeled back at the sudden voice. Her? Who? He shook the hunter himself now, questions tumbling out of his mouth, but the man didn't stir. He was alive, if the idicator of a pulse was anything to do by, but nonresponsive. Sighing, he turned to leave then jumped at the sight of Oliver. "H-hey, Oliver. I don't know what's going on. " He ran a hand through his hair. "I, uh, we must find her and free her... maybe." Horace moved back into the hallway, gving Oliver a quick rundown - no weapons, probably no shields, vines, ******** weird hunters. He stood in the hallway and shouted, "Who is she? Where is she?!" And then he waited, feeling supremely strange for shouting at empty air. Quote: COUNTER: 2 HP: 50/50 RUNIC: dagger
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 1:03 pm
ALISTAIRE - COURTYARDHe hadn't been doing much, other than just watching the scene around him with narrowed eyes. Alistaire pressed a hand to his stomach and tried to quell the rising nausea in his chest, forcing it back away in favor of a stoic calm that he much preferred.
There weren't very many people that he knew on the island; his own fault, of course, but he tended to keep to himself. The singular person he was looking for was the one person that Alistaire couldn't possibly do without; and he felt sick just wondering if Harland was all right, if he was breathing and still alive.
Ian and Shiloh were given a passing glance, Alistaire not particularly worried about the two of them when they had each other to lean on. He kept the pace, pushing past people and resisting the urge to immediately change his gloves, fingers clenched, eyes searching -
There. A familiar flash of Harland's familiar hair, and freckled nose, and Alistaire felt his chest tighten with relief. He took several more steps, ducked around a few strangers, and stretched out a hand, latching onto the back of Harland's shirt.
"There you are," Alistaire said, unable to keep the full amount of relief from his voice. He slid around in front of Harland, hand moving to rest on his upper arm.
"Are you all right?"Quote: Alistaire: 5 Virus Counter: HP: 50
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Syusaki rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 6
Total: 10 (2-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 1:04 pm
[ Courtyard ]
And then he very angrily whacked the vines with his piece of wood.
Virus Counter: 1
Damage: 4
Vines: 3
HP: 30/60
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 1:05 pm
Bittiface So Otto tried, within his own mind and power, to summon whatever was calling him. OOC This weapon cannot harm any Hunters whatsoever, even infected ones. He can summon and desummon at will, just like a Hunter weapon. It does not speak to him. His attack dice are still normal.
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