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Molten Tigrex rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 4
Total: 7 (2-12)
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 Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 5:37 pm
(( Reg damage: 2d6 = 7 - 6 = 1 + 5 Malcom Buff = 6 damage! )) "Flying's more fun when you're not being chased by crazy classmates," he flashed a big bony grin at Xiu, but really, he couldn't do anything but grin with the face he had. "I'll take you sometime when this weather clears up." Aymet could only spare Levi a nod, as he continued to make a big sweeping circle around the floating hands, trying to stay away from Jericho, but the other dragon was catching up way too quickly and Aymet was moving way too slowly with all the extra weight of passengers. He could see Jericho by the strings that looped their way around the huge hands they were under and around. But a year one undead really had nothing on a year two's fireball. Needless to say, it was super effective. Aymet just barely twisted his ribcage out of reach. The flames completely engulfed most of his tail, and the icy magic that bound his skeleton together there weakened and melted away. Aymet let out a roar of surprise and fear as he tried to right his course without bucking anyone off. "Everyone hang on!" Everyone had to contend with a sudden drop in altitude as Aymet swooped low over the crowd of fighting students, open again to being climbed on or leapt off of, before pulling back into the sky alongside a now decidedly less glowing (but no less rainbow) Jericho. and his three passengers. Not far at all from a particular ledge. Spiny tailbones and a bony fin were flicked upward by a lash of his unwinding tail in the drop, most of them managing to hit the ghostly hands before gravity took hold. Aymet didn't even notice. "Did we lose anyone??"  My HP: 24/30 My Status: Normal, signed My Target: - BOSS Damage Dealt: - 6 Collective Damage to Boss: 183 Anything attacked/attackers should note: Aymet's flying high with passengers, and also he has no tail. His tailbones are kind of falling everywhere, so uh, watch out LOL. You can totally use them for whatever you want. Now is your chance to hop on or hop off the Aymet Express! Just say it already happened when you post next. Anyone else on Aymet or Jericho really.
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Bilious rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 4
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 5:37 pm
As Aymet soared up above the fray through the fog, Christof was left with mixed emotions. Usually, he liked high places. But mostly... with some ground under him. He had only flown once, really, and even then had had mixed emotions. Possibly because it was Jericho on the wing. He clung on tight, fists clenched as he gripped bone, waiting for just the right moment...
Wait. Wait... down in the fog... was... had Barth just THROWN Amrita from the sleigh? Hell's Bells, like he didn't have enough to worry about!
With a snarl, he waited until they were swooping just right before LEAPING from the undead dragon's back to plummet towards the foggy, manipulative boss, fists aswingin'.
HP: 31 I think?
Damage: 1 + 5 (bonus) = 6
Fear: Y2 used,
Other s**t: Christof is leaping off of Aymet and probably going to regret this decision.
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 5:43 pm
The figure simply stared at West, eyes blinking twice. Slowly, it unraveled from the shadows of its ledge, just slightly.
<Would you like to become more powerful?> Its tail shifted as it spoke, telepathically even, to anyone within range of it, that was, anyone airborne.
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 5:49 pm
Something smothered the other voices, if only for a moment. "Would you like to become more powerful?"The Cerberus didn't recognize it - he hadn't met all of the students who accompanied them on Aymet Air, but for whatever reason, he had a hunch that it didn't belong to a student. How did it know? That's what he wanted the most! That's why he was here! "Yeah!" he barked. "I want to! How do I do that?" The tip of his tail wagged excitedly out of the pocket as he searched for the source of the voice.
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 5:55 pm
Powerful? Savior thought herself plenty powerful as it was, considering she'd never died (yet) and she had yet to be defeated in combat by anyone. she'd gotten close to dying though and therefore had to think - oh no wait, the Puppy was saying yes to whatever that weird voice that somehow managed to be heard in her head was saying.
So, naturally. Savior said yes too. "Puful. Yessss. Moar."
There was NO WAY THIS COULD EVER BACKFIRE, AMIRITE?
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 5:57 pm
Even after the effects of the key had been undone, Riley did not seem to change much. She simply stopped asking Jericho to attack people - but the sound, even the smell of power was nothing to be ignored. She heard a little bark, and couldn't place where it was coming from, which was to her benefit as she would probably melt from the cuteness in Ashford's pocket. Instead, she saw the dark creature offering power, and patted Jericho's side to nudge him.
We ride to the creature offering power. Accept it's call. And, perhaps, stop picking up random keys when we fight things. This plan is flawless.HP: 36 Status: FREEEEE
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 6:01 pm
Seeing Aymet fly by him, he quickly noticed that he was missing a tail. Likely his fault. "Er, sorry about that dude," he chuckled nervously to the dracolich. With Riley freed from that weird string thing, Jericho glanced back and nodded to what she said. "I'm on it," he said before tucking in his wings and flying on towards the mysterious creature. "We want to be stronger, yes!" he shouted at it as he drew closer.  My HP: 38 My Status: FREED My Target: Damage Dealt: Collective Damage to Boss:Anything attacked/attackers should note: HEADING TOWARDS QB
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Bilious rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 2
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 6:06 pm
Christof's little wing fluttered as he fell. It did not help matters. The ground was coming up pretty quick as he plummeted through fog... but... well. At least he could flail like ******** and try to pull the foggy shadowy boss monster thing down with him. Well. he had lived a good life, he figured. He had been useful. He had been upgraded. He even think he had felt love. Too bad he was now going to crash to pieces on the frozen ground below. A voice suddenly came to him as he slowly accepted his fate, and his brows furrowed. Yes... more power would be nice. Or a second, functional wing, that would also be nice. He informed whoever it was that had telepathically spoken to him. It *hadn't* been Mistress, that much he knew. HP: 31 Damage: 3 Accumulative Boss Damage: IDK Things to note: Still falling
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 6:10 pm
Roch jerked, having been about to do it again when he saw the bony dragon fly by. He didn't think before grabbing onto the tailbone and hauling himself up. "Hope you don't mind another rider!" he called to the dragon, climbing to a safer place to attack from. Anyone else on Aymet or Jericho really.
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poke mattix rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 4
Total: 12 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 6:10 pm
Astra may have responded to the small creature asking for power, but she was still under the control of the red strings. and was instead such looking for someone else to attack. It was hard though, there were so many potential targets, and the dragons flying about kept getting in her way, so eventually she got fed up, flying lower towards the ground were a wolf ghoul was standing and threw a barrage of sharp-edges leaves her way. Her attack though didn't seem very effective, as much of it was absorbed by some sort of barrier. My HP: 36.2 ( +5, Thanks rage!) My Status: CONTROLLED My Target: mitsu Damage Dealt: 1 (-5 to barrier) Collective Damage to Boss: Anything attacked/attackers should note: Astra is attacking mitsu (and I just spend 30 minutes thinking about who to attack, I REALLY THOUGHT HARD, OKAY?! ;A; )
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 6:11 pm
Tybalt's ears perked at the voice in his head.
"More power?" Yeah, that sounded great, but what was the catch? There always was one, right?
Too bad for Tybalt, but he didn't have time to question the voice before Jericho tucked in his wings and descended down towards the source, forcing the black dog hold on to the dragon for dear life. Which, given his current form, was proving to be more difficult than it looked.
My HP: 18/40
My Status: Not controlled
Anything attacked/attackers should note: Is currently a black dog roughly the size of a calf, who is currently on Jericho's back.
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 6:18 pm
Before Aymet could even finish his little role call, a large shape came hurtling out of the sky at the collective airborne fighters. It had a head, and legs, and arms. Three arms? ... Oops. Aymet held out his clawed hands to give Christof a somewhat less than soft landing in the middle of them. They were both undead. They could deal with it.Following Riley and Jericho's lead, Aymet flapped his wings and made his way to the shadowy creature. He didn't find an awful red glow, strings, or a hideous cacophany of many voices as one. So, this had to be safe. "I sure would! I'm already coming to pieces." My HP: 24/30 My Status: Normal My Target: Mysterious shadow creature on the ledge! Damage Dealt: -- Collective Damage to Boss: -- Anything attacked/attackers should note: Aymet's flying high with passengers, and also he has no tail. His tailbones are kind of falling everywhere, so uh, watch out LOL. You can totally use them for whatever you want. Approaching the SHADOWY DEAL OFFERER~~ Anyone else on Aymet or Jericho really.
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 6:28 pm
Mitsu had just given up on finding something when there was a thud beside her, snow flying in all directions. She jumped, tail bristling unsure of what it was only to look beside her and see a........was that a bone?
She stared at the object for a moment before looking up in the sky at the undead dragon who was falling apart. Poor thing.
"I..I wish we could be more help." She had no wings nor weapons to throw....other than the bone that had just landed at her feet. Would that be right to throw? It seemed rude to do so. Not to mention...she was frightened of heights to a paralyzing degree.
Wincing Mitsu felt something slice across her arm and saw the leaves plowing in the barrier that had been set up, one of them having broken through and sliced across her arm. Frowning she looked for the source only to find. "A...Astra?" It looked like she was one of the students still being controlled. Mitsu had met her before and she had been so nice, she was certain there was no way she would attack her.
My HP: 39
My Status: dinking around
My Target:
Damage Dealt:
Collective Damage to Boss:
Anything attacked/attackers should note: she's in her student form currently dressed for summer + a scarf. She doesn't seem to realize the difference in temperature.
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poke mattix rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 6
Total: 12 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 6:34 pm
Annoyed by her attack being thwarted so easily, The fae looked around for someone else, and spotted a undead student nearby. She flew close to him and threw more of her leaves, but again the barrier thwarted her doing any major damage. "Hmph!" She folded her arms in frustration. Stupid barrier making her attacks not work. My HP: 36.2 My Status: CONTROLLED My Target: Alex (:A: ) Damage Dealt: 1 (-5 due to barrier) Collective Damage to Boss: Anything attacked/attackers should note: MOAR RAZOR LEAFS (and agonizing)
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 6:38 pm
[ENTERING~]At some point in his excruciatingly slow journey to the battlefield, a broken rib had worked its way free. The slender, fractured bone had followed the movements of Merope's natural stride, sliding and cutting through his flesh until it stuck out of him. Even for an undead it looked like nothing more than an abnormal growth. The undead sea serpent's talons flexed and bit into the doorframe of the school as soon as he reached it. It was easy enough to shift the weight onto the building as he pulled the loose bone out of him, his flesh lips curling into a frown. He was literally out a rib, and the boil suspected that replacing it was going to be rather difficult. Considering he was an undead, his natural ability did not allow for the mending of bones. Nor did he know how to heal. And the nurse? She wasn't there when he visited the office; but then again, for all Merope knew there wasn't a nurse at Amityville. As he held it, the rib began to shrink and contract, quivering as his Fear slid out of it. Soon the boil held nothing more than a fragile dry bone that swiftly crumbled to dust. Merope threw the bone to the ground in disgust. He was sick of this. He was sick of being weak, sick of being poor, sick of feeling hurt. He just wanted to... to... His train of thought was derailed as pieces of bone plummeted out of the sky, hitting the ground with enough force to kick up a spray of snow. On reaction Merope looked up, staring. Dragons. Was that...? No. It couldn't be. The sea serpent swallowed the rising pang of jealousy as he pushed himself away from the building and began to shuffle across the snow, heading into the battlefield. If he wanted to go through with his plan, he would need to get into the very heart of the combat. He didn't stop when his bones began to grind together, clinking and scraping painfully with each step. Merope clenched his jaw and continued to stride forward with the narrow-mindedness of an undead, completely forgetting that he could very easily heal himself with the pumpkin pill he had scavenged from the infirmary earlier. My HP: 11/40 My Status: Uncontrolled My Target: N/A Damage Dealt: 0 Collective Damage to Boss: -- Anything attacked/attackers should note: Merope has a Pumpkin Pill from the Infirmary. TL;DR: blah blah blah Merope's here. :U
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