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Nio Love rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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 Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 5:32 am
[A7 is SCYTHE attacking A3, and I would just like to say for the record that my luck sucks.]
"No, seriously." A7 felt his arm cramp up as he swung the weapon around once more, completely missing A3. "I really don't even think you have anything to worry about, dude. Do you see my aim? Let's just keep playing this dance until the walls close in and we all die. Because clearly I AIN'T KILLING NOBODY TONIGHT."
He brought the scythe back down just as A10 flung herself at him, and almost dropped the scythe as one arm reached out to catch her. He took a step back, and looked down at her incredulously.
"Kitten, I'm all for you throwing yourself at me, but now couldn't be a worse time!"
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 5:41 am
((REAPER TEN is still neutral))
"What the...hell...I don't give a s**t who the traitor really is anymore, quite frankly. I want to be out of this room," And she'd do whatever it took to get out, even if it meant killing. Her gaze turned toward the scythe in A7's hands, her own clenching into tight fists at her sides. She wanted that scythe. She'd have to figure out how to get the to trust her enough to try wielding it herself. She sighed and put a hand against her forehead. This one is an idiot? Heh, that had been her defense for E-13. Nice.
...Oh no he did not just call the morons. "I would say the only moronic behavior is the idealists who think we're going to survive this. Did you never check your phone? Only thirteen of us can live, if that." She wanted to be one of the thirteen. Didn't they all? She didn't want to die. Who did? "There is no time for be a professional military dude or whatever. I'd rather go on instinct right now." She cracked her knuckles, eyes narrowed. Her instinct was telling her to take out threats, and these three were threats.
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Azure Desiderium rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 1
Total: 3 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 5:49 am
(( A-Three is attacking. A-Seven...really guys, really? ))
It took everything in A-Three not to lash out when that scythe sailed past him again, and he twitched...a motion just short of an actual wince, and he rather wisely took a step back. "Oh certainly, let's all kill one another like savages, that sounds like the most promising option." He remarked dryly, "And by your behavior, you could have fooled me, A-Seven, as you're making a remarkable show of trying to end my life." Odd, that he could be so cold, so mocking and utterly disdainful, in the face of death. His own demise seemed less important by now...distant...as though he weren't really attached to this painfully mortal frame.
"Sate your bloodlust if you are so driven to do so, but at the very least, you should take your quarrel up with me, instead of those who have no real desire for this butchery!" It was hissed, as his shoulders trembled, and he let loose a rather ill-conceived blow. Naturally, it went sliding right on through thin air...a shame it hadn't connected, like this, it left Three with absolutely no sense of satisfaction.
He had no delusions whatsoever...that he or Fiver II would survive. Fiver was likely just as doomed as the both of them as well by mere association, as he wouldn't precisely play his cards close to his chest. The man was about as subtle as a baseball bat to the face.
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Nio Love rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 5:51 am
((HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEPH - also the roleplay for this roll is located BELOW Danse's because I jumped the gun and skipped her e.e; ))
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danse-hexe rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 4
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 5:53 am
[A10 ATTACKING A3 LIKE... like a sad, sad upside-down turtle]
"There's no bad time for cuddles," A10 purred, before promptly gagging. No... she definitely wasn't the sexy female sidekick with the low, husky voice that was around more for questionable purposes than helping to defeat the baddies.
Not that A10 was doing anything to defeat the baddies... and to be honest, her presence here was pretty questionable. Ducking as A7 swung the scythe (and missed) again, she snuck around behind A3 and tried to kick him... only to miss (again). Weren't they the perfect pair? Weren't they just so adorable? Even their misses were synchronised! You'd expect them to start finishing each other's sentences.
"Pass me that giant thing," A10 tried, "or I'll......"
She looked at him hopefully.
Damage to A3: 0
Total HP: 15
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 6:06 am
A7 really didn't know why, exactly, A10 had chosen this exact moment to show him affection. He wasn't necessarily complaining, it was just... okay, he was complaining. WHY NOW? Why not when he had arms free to pick her up and carry her off into some distant sunset, and not in the middle of a life or death battle?
Was this the kind of thing that turned her on?
A7 was severely second guessing his choices in women lately.
"Kitten, this thing weighs more than both you and Z8 combined. If I gave it to you, you'd get yourself with it before you got anyone else." Even as he said this, he swung at A3 once more, though this time his swing was naturally impaired. There was a warm body cuddling up with him, who could blame him?
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Azure Desiderium rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 5
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 6:07 am
(( A-3 is still attacking A-7 ))
Idiots!
Three loathed A10 all the more now, that traipsing, absolutely dimwitted b***h could rot in hell for the way that she was choosing to address this situation. He had despised her before, for her actions on the beach, and now he considered her an utter waste of humanity. What sort of behavior was that, in the face of such a situation? "The company you keep does not speak well for your wits, Seven." He pointed out in a rather snide fashion, tossing another punch towards the man.
A glancing blow to the jaw, hardly satisfactory.
But his knuckles stung. A-Three was well aware that his time was limited, so at least he'd gained some pseudo-pleasure from the entire affair. Pah. His life had probably been a waste to begin with...and he was fairly sure, that Fiver at least, would not miss him horribly. Fiver II, well it wasn't as though he'd listened to a word Three said anyway.
Terrible blokes to die for, really...but A-Three had been born stubborn, of that he was sure of.
(( Damage to target: 1
HP: 10 ))
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Nio Love rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 6:09 am
[A7 SCYTHE attacking A3, with a KO]
It was not the punch to the face that made A7 sober up and pay attention. No, it was the snide comment towards A10 that made his focus narrow dangerously. He put the scythe down, and gently extricated A10 from him. "Just give me one minute, kitten. I'll come right back, and you can hug me all you want."
He would need both hands for this.
A7 picked the scythe up, letting out a grunt as he rose the weapon in the air. It twirled above him, humming in the air like helicopter blades.
"You can say what you want about me."
He took a few steps towards A3, imposing as ever.
"You can say what you want about this game."
His wrists flicked, and the scythe blade swiveled in front of him, cutting a deep swath through the air. There was no room for error any longer, as the blade cut straight through A3's middle. Even as he pulled it back to stop the spinning, A7 reached out and grabbed A3 by the neck, pulling him up so they were face to face. His voice was nothing but an angry whisper.
"But nobody talks s**t about my kitten."
He let the man go, willing him to fall. The scythe had tasted it's first blood, and somewhere deep down inside, A7 knew it wouldn't be the last.
[A3: KO'd
A7's HP: 14]
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Randy2love rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 6
Total: 8 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 6:16 am
(Zeta Five is self sacrificing, AKA, ATTACKING A7)
Zeta Five had no clear idea what was going on. All the sudden the world exploded. A sycthe zoomed in front of his eyes, a chair slammed into him and sent him stumbling...
And then Three choose to stand up for him. H watched in horror as people began to gang up on both him and his ally. He twitched. He began to churn. That was his best friend. No. It was more then that. These morons would attack anyone. Everyone who disagreed. Anyone who tried to explain reason. Three was putting himself in danger by being smart. These were just animals.
To beat them. You had to become an animal. It was like something very fragile snapped. He didn't explain himself. Words would fail. Words would always fail against these sick animals.
He bull rushed Alpha Seven with what came out as a loud distorted roar from his mask followed by a shout, "HEY BASTARDS YOU WANT SOMEONE TO DIE? HERE I AM! Try me!" The last word was a hiss of the maniacal value. "I'd rather you cut me down the get off this island with you FREAKS."
At least he was making sense. One of their team would die. It was going to be him but he was going with GLORY.
Damage to A7: 2
Heath: 13
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Manda rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 2
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 6:24 am
(( A5 is attacking A7 ))
What. What was this ... did NO ONE on this ******** island LISTEN TO REASON?! Apparently ******** NOT. Even as the scythe swung down that last time, Fiver was stepping forward, without even waiting to see if it would hit.
"STOP IT! STOP IT! STOP IT!" he yelled, punching out at A7. And just barely missing him. ********/>(( HP: 15
Damage done to A7: 0 ))
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Nio Love rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 6:28 am
[A7 SCYTHE attacks Z5 and KO's]
Just as he'd managed to push A3 away, he felt the slam of Z5 coming to his rescue. A little late, but worth the effort, nonetheless. A7 held no real anger towards these guys. If they had met in other circumstances, he was sure they would have all been drinking buddies.
Well. Maybe not A3. But still.
Even as the scythe came down on Z5, there was a twinge of regret passing through A7's mind.
It didn't last long.
"Well, you asked for it." He responded, as he pulled the scythe out of his chest.
[Z5: KO'd
A7's HP: 12]
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 6:31 am
"IDIOT!" A-Three whirled, trying to grab for Fiver II, frustration, anger and a thousand other emotions that he didn't truly know how to process welling up. "I'm attempting to protect you! The least you could do is attempt to survive! Is that so difficult for you to comprehend!?" Peons. All of them. Couldn't be trusted, foolish to trust, they were all going to throw their lives away with that trust. For a few fleeting moments, A-Three felt as though he'd been a part of something...he hadn't understood it, not truly, as if the concept in its very definition was alien to him.
And now they were tossing it all to the winds. Over what? Some niggling bit of morality.
Oh hell...had A-7 been talking? A-3 hadn't been paying a lick of attention, only noting...as he felt something coming at him, and so he swiveled, just in time to meet his attacker mask to mask...and feel that blade cutting into him. Surreal...he rather thought...and he wondered just how long it would take him to fade away. Honestly, this wasn't as painful as he'd imagined, though he rather surmised that he should be panicking at this juncture.
He could hear his own...yelling...Fiver? It might have been Fiver. Don't die...idiot.
Trembling uncontrollably, he wished for those masks to be gone, so that he could spat at the b*****d who had ended him...as the coppery liquid filled his mouth. Death, he mused...was damnedly cold...and then everything went utterly dark.
(( A-3 is dead. Exiting to Death Thread. ))
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Manda rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 4
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 6:36 am
(( A5 attacking A7 still ))
And then ... they were dead. They were BOTH dead, right in front of his eyes, the scythe slicing in and out cleanly, almost surgical. The blood ... and all Fiver could see was that blood. The red, rising up like a tide of fury, hate, unstoppable. He wouldn't stop now ... not until A7 was dead ... or he was.
"You b*****d," he hissed. "You ******** b*****d. Is that the rule now? Kill anyone who disagrees with the GROUP? With YOU? FINE THEN. Kill me too! COME ON! ******** DO IT!!!"
And he threw another punch.
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Nio Love rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 6:39 am
[A7 SCYTHE attacks A5, and KO's]
The only thing A7 could see, as A5 came running towards the scythe, was that symbol. Alpha. Those colors. He saw himself running towards him, reaching out for death itself. Revenge was feeding every step the man took, and A7 had to take a step back, as if he could feel the echo of his own rage coming at him full force.
He saw himself reflected in the mask that came charging for him.
And he did what he felt anyone in his position should do.
The scythe rose high in both hands, before it came slicing down at an angle, sliding through A5's neck like butter.
He'd killed three men. And a little piece of himself along the way.
[A5: KO'd
A7 HP: 12]
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 6:39 am
Zeta Five knew Three was dead. There was no hope for any of them here. Not in a world reigned by mad men. He felt the scythe go through his body and he smiled. That was sweet retribution. He would get out of here and go find Three. Apologize. Wrap his arms around him and make him understand he never wanted him to die. He was going to be with Three.
His eyes went to Fiver as blood seeped from his chest. His hand lifted in a slow thumbs up. "See you..." He gurgled, "on the otherside. Hurry up. These guys aren't worth it..." He informed him as he dropped to his knees.
Yes, that was the end of that. "...good luck getting out... idiots."
He dropped like a stone. Cold and dead.
(Zeta Five is exiting to the Death Thread)
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