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 Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2014 7:59 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2014 8:09 am
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The nod was all she needed, and the Patchwork smiled, reaching down to grab Marzena's hands to help her up. The moment she touched the Selkie though, a black crystal embedded itself in the ghoul's FEAR, snuggling in nice and comfortably. It wouldn't hurt and was invisible, but it was there, pulsing beneath her skin.
"But I'd be careful, if I were you." She continued, as if nothing had happened. "I've seen people attack her so much they turn into one of her puppets." Trash, a voice echoed in her mind; disgusting, useless trash. The ghoul dusted Marzena's shoulders almost fondly.
"Set your sights on the horsemen themselves, they are the ones causing trouble here."
OOC Name of character: Amrita Faction: Halloween? - Alumni HP: 60/60 Abilities: 3d10-6, 12d4 Battle Cry, T3 Chill, T2 Swift Strikes BOSS HP REMAINING: --DAMAGE DONE TO: -- DAMAGE DONE: -- INFECTED: 6 
melodine cantus Marzena is now infected! - She feels a strange sense of belonging...
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2014 8:24 am
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iloveyouDIE rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 7
Total: 12 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2014 8:41 am
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lizbot rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 4
Total: 13 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2014 8:52 am
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America noted the attempted attack grimly, and climbed back to her feet. Turning she saw the approaching figure, all robes and bones and crawling shadows abd remembered Taym's question from earlier. The one about a brother. "So," she croaked, "...you're the one that waits?"
Once again, the girl finds herself paralyzed and despairs.
Quote: Name of character: America Jones Faction: Deus - Moon Intermediate HP: 8/50 Charge: 1/3 Target: waits Dmg: ANOTHER 13 THAT LUCK STAT I TELL YOU
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Carhop Cavalier rolled 8 12-sided dice:
6, 9, 2, 5, 8, 9, 5, 5
Total: 49 (8-96)
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2014 8:56 am
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Hissing and recoiling from the other lapdog's strike, Uttam gave her a sour look as he began to twirl the meteor hammer, baring his teeth as he stared her down.
He growled, lunging forward to attack with a grunt, swinging and missing completely, the metal chains and spheres rounding and smacking him in the stomach.
"...s**t." He moaned, completely open to their next attack.
OOC Name of character: Uttam Faction: Horseman (Halloween) HP: 20/40 DAMAGE DONE TO SHAHEEN DAMAGE DEALT: Lanky Famine horseman with a long shawl and long auburn hair. Never goes anywhere without the shawl, and the bright red braids make him very visible. Lazy gait. Sides against Medea.
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2014 8:57 am
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Upon entering the green door and the presence of Creation, Brenley hadn't moved for a long time. He'd had a feeling that there was more to this place, that something horrible was going on outside, but the altar was quiet and his thoughts were not. The world stood still as he questioned it, his place in it, himself. He didn't like the answers he received. He quickly grew reluctant to stay, but he couldn't leave, not until the mirror that the shadow clutched in its chilly hands disappeared and he was free. He stumbled from the room the moment he could, his mind a careful blank.
He was exhausted by the time he found Ignatius and Piper, but that didn't stop the twinge of panic he felt at seeing him comforting her, a drop in his stomach like he'd taken a step off of something without correctly anticipating its height. He had promised to find her no matter where they ended up, to have her back, but the ghost was doing a much better job of it than he ever had. Maybe it was for the best. The thought made him sway on his feet. The best for her.
Brenley ventured close enough to let the pair know he was there, most of his focus on the chaos that surrounded them. He hadn't been touched as he'd shuffled across the battlefield, but now that he was aware of his surroundings, he realized he'd been very lucky. Although he'd fight if it came to it, he wasn't going to attract any attention until it was absolutely necessary.
OOC Name of character: Brenley Faction: Halloween HP: 40/40 Target: n/a Damage: 0/20
Ol-j-man in writing mode, sorry ;;
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Beejoux rolled 3 10-sided dice:
6, 8, 3
Total: 17 (3-30)
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2014 9:05 am
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"Oh, you are stubborn." She grinned, watching that green energy swirling around him and the effect it seemed to have. Soothing, or healing, some desperate attempt to fend off the inevitable. "But it will not matter." He was still going to die here.
But first...
Mismatched eyes snapped to the female with her bright hair, and that wicked little smile grew harsh. She'd seen this one taking abuse already. Surly she was already weakened. How much more damage could she take?
Nergui wanted to find out.
"How sweet, this one comes to your aid. All for not." Sword angled forward, the petite mare snapped forward, thrusting that crimson tainted blade, and relishing in the feel of the tip burying deep in female hunter's body with very little resistance "Oh my, where is your shield? How very reckless."
Then her eyes snapped to Jack. "What was that again, human? Shishkabob me?" Dark lips split in a cruel grin. "Do you mean like this?" Laughing, she pushed her sword deeper, leaning on the hilt of he blade.
OOC Name of character: Nergui Faction: Elder Death Priestess HP: 50/50 TARGET: Chel DAMAGE: 11
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Seussi rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 8
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2014 9:13 am
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******** it. If he was going down, then he was going down swinging. Already breathing heavily from the exertion of the fight, he hissed out a quick "Thanks" to Noemi, giving a nod to Celsea and Milo.
And then he turned back to the big bad nasty that kept hitting him with his giant sword.
"Aw, somebody jealous?" He mocked, hefting his lance. "Desperate for some attention? Boyfriend not satisfying you enough?" He smiled, flicking a glance towards Yuri, who had attacked before.
Without further ado, he swung the sharp, curved end of his lance around, giving the horseman a quick slash.
Maybe that would make him back off.
OOC Name of character: Finn Connor Faction: Intermediate Moon Hunter HP: 18 Charge: all used up DAMAGE DONE TO: targeting Elric DAMAGE DONE: n/a BOSS HP REMAINING: ??? Finn
Lilwolfpard attacking Elric for 6 damage
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Lilwolfpard rolled 3 8-sided dice:
6, 5, 3
Total: 14 (3-24)
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2014 9:17 am
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Ah, now this was more like it. The hunter finally seemed to realize what was happening, and instead of only defending himself he was taking up arms. Not only with his blade, but his mouth. Unfortunately, Elric didn't exactly find his insult THAT insulting. "Far more satisfying then you are being."
He lifted his arm to block the blow, the effect still hurting but at least it was his arm and not somewhere more vital. "Finally growing a backbone? Not letting your greenhaired dipshit save you?" He matched the others movement with a quick twist of his blade, sending it towards Finn in similar fashion.
OOC Name of character: ElricFaction: Death Horseman HP: 30/40 DAMAGE DONE TO: Finn DMG: 8
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 2 12-sided dice:
1, 10
Total: 11 (2-24)
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2014 9:40 am
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It was easy to tell when you got on a war field when the odds were stacked against you and no matter what preparation the moon hunter had, it was still gonna suck some serious balls.
He pulled out the bandages, eyeing one of the moons who desperately needed it and trodged over to America to at least attempt to bandage her up.
"Hey there gorgeous, I see that yet again-" He paused, "This place is too hot to handle for everyone-" But he froze almost immediately after he said that, a shocked expression on his face.
Yeah, not prepared, ******** paralyzed, This was not gonna be fun. Sorry Candace, He was so sorry. If he didn't make it back well at least he died on the field.
OOC Name of character: Dakota Faction: Hunter - Moon HP: 60/60 HEALING: /SIGHS TARGET: America CHARGE: 1/3 COUNTER:
Chirigami Quoting you for NOT Noemi things ahahaha
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2014 9:48 am
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and be blue rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 5
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2014 9:51 am
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Maybe it was Pachua's fluttering worry, his concern, that knocked Ever back into focus: let him blinking at the student for a moment and then flushing, flustered, trying to figure out what the hell had just happened to him.
"For Christ's sake, listen to your friend and shoo." It was harsher than it needed to be, but when he turned, there were more hunters on the field now, and attacking Medea. In his memory, association with the damned was something that could infect you, and he didn't want that to happen here. It wasn't worth it.
So again he turned away to attack Medea. And again he was overwhelmed. Frozen.
OOC Name of character: Ever Ambrodiel Faction: Hunter HP: 30/40 Abilities: Loyal to Deus [+1 to counter every time I miss, at +5 add +5 to HP] BOSS HP REMAINING: ???? DAMAGE DONE TO: 4 on MEDEA  Weapon Counter: ||| Damage dealt: 4/20
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2014 10:04 am
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Toshihiko Two rolled 1 12-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-12)
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2014 10:05 am
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As he walked, the coat disappeared from his shoulders. The weight of the situation settled in. Where they were, what the ******** was at stake- Rin was dead...wasn't she? Where the ******** had Jordan come from, he was supposed to be off-base. He'd lost track of them now. The whole room was filled with crippling and overwhelming evil, Destruction heavy and leaving a bad taste in the air.
Harrison brandished his swords, uneasy.
"You're here," he said to Rep- familiar now, also grimy and battle-worn, neither of them embellished in gold or blue or suits beyond their price range.
"Melvin. Rin. Jordan. Was that them, or...or just, ********, hallucinations."
OOC Name of character: Harrison Faction: Deus HP: 60/60 DEFENDING: Rep, Self A blonde, scarred hunter with dual cutlasses.
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