Because if Ernst was careful about it he could run right under that tiger and pass unnoticed - he was tiny. Although now that he was here...
He was more than willing to take the chance. He butted his head up and scraped his teeth against the tiger's underbelly - then he booked it out of there. He had no idea how that thing would react.
Character Name:Ernst Nzikobankunda Brief description of character: A very tall, friendly but airheaded man with a tendency to ramble. He looks tired and run-down, and is wearing a worn-down teal shirt, a jacket tied around his head, and black floral underwear. Don't ask.
Current Form: Small animal - water chevrotain Character HP: 45/45 Damage: 5 Total Damage: 517
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2016 5:39 pm
Briiva let loose, her grin widening as a bleat informed her of her arrows success. It had been a while since she had been able to work with her bow, though she still missed the massive paws she had as a tiger. Ah well, she could certainly work with her familiar method of attack. She readied her bow once more, training on the next closest animal that she had a clear shot of, standing in place defiantly. Current Form: human Character HP: 43 Damage: 5 Total Damage: 522
He had to get free. Not only to save himself, but to join the battle as well. In fact, it was Misha's scream that kicked him into action. He couldn't see her, not from the angle he was hanging, but he could hear her, voice pain filled. it sent him tearing at the vines, ripping and snapping the constricting lengths as he bucked and struggled.
If it weren't for the thorns digging in, the steady drip, drip of blood from those worsening wounds, it might have been funny to see him strung up and dangling, naked.
Current Form:Human Character HP: 35 Damage: 5/10 Total Damage: Attacking vines
Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2016 5:41 pm
Well, at least she knew what to do as a cat, right? This time, she was even bigger, too. She could feel the coiled energy in her muscles. Misha shook herself free of the remains of her clothing and Zan's bag and heedlessly launched herself at an attacking moose with claws on full display.
Current Form: Panther Character HP: 35 Damage: 12 Total Damage: 534
Caleb the a** charged around the room, headbutting enemies and donkey-kicking them from his rear legs when a b*****d would really start pissing him off. For all of his fear of being turned into an animal, this was pretty awesome.
HEE HAW! the donkey cried. Hee haw indeed.
Current Form: Medium Animal - Donkey Character HP: 40/40 Damage: 8 Total Damage:542
Character Name:Caleb McCloud Brief description of character: Caleb is a strong and silent type, but when he does speak, he's probably being an a*****e. But he's got a hell of a jawline, so he's got that going for him at least.
Deity: Ares Weapon: Greatsword HP: 50
Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2016 5:43 pm
And Ernst was in a completely different section of the fray when he was sure he'd escaped that tiger. There was a familiar prairie dog here, and Ernst didn't hesitate to surge forward and kick it with his hooves.
He still didn't want to kill anything, even if it was his size. Most of these animals were teenagers - right? He couldn't really talk to them anymore - and he regretted that now - but he wanted to tell them to run far, far away. Sure, there weren't cures out there...but it seemed like a not insignificant number of these kids knew how to use moly.
Character Name:Ernst Nzikobankunda Brief description of character: A very tall, friendly but airheaded man with a tendency to ramble. He looks tired and run-down, and is wearing a worn-down teal shirt, a jacket tied around his head, and black floral underwear. Don't ask.
The horse charged off into the fray and Sidney felt supremely satisfied with herself. Flying kept her up and out of danger, while dive bombing and battering things with her wings was really good at confusing and frightening the animals stuck to the ground.
Black eyes sparkling, the chosen-turned macaw targeted something that was maybe a cow, going in for another beating and slashing attack.
Girl was on fire.
Current Form: Animal (macaw parrot) Character HP: 40 Damage: 8 Total Damage: 555
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Character Name:Sidney James Brief description of character: Reluctant Chosen of Apollo, Sid is more interested in partying and making music than being a warrior. Upbeat and bright most of the time, she's also a bit selfish and unlikely to go out of her way for people she doesn't know.
Deity: Apollo Weapon: Bow (6 base damage) HP: 47 Minicert:
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6Total: 6 (1-20)
Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2016 5:45 pm
He was biting another bird—a goose he thought, or maybe a swan—when he heard Circe threaten them again, and much more quickly than he had become a fox, Zan turned back into a human, the bird's long neck still clasped between blunted teeth. He began to laugh, the goddess's now-freed minion pecking at his naked arms as he scrambled away to find his things. He kicked and slapped at it as he kept laughing, the corners of his eyes beading with giddy tears. So much for never having seen another naked Chosen.
Misha had turned into a cat again, because of course this was a switcheroo thing, and he hurried over to where she had been after watching her turn, grabbing his bag from her pile of clothing and pulling on his pants as he scanned the area for his dagger. There! Knife in hand, he turned and ran back into the fray, barefoot and hair streaming behind him.
Zan HP: 44/50
Character Name:Zan Gethin Brief description of character: Friendly, perceptive, phony. Zan has wholeheartedly embraced the more mundane aspects of his new life at the Prytaneum—such as regular meals, his stipend, and the gym—but his inability to stick with any one thing for long has left him struggling to pin down how he might best serve his god long term.
Deity: Hermes Weapon: Dagger HP: 50 Minicert:
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2016 5:48 pm
Another hard jerk, the snap of a thick vine, and a startled yelp as the nude bouncer suddenly dropped, impacting loudly with the floor below. For a handful of seconds he could breath, the wind knocked out of him from his rough landing. Then he was rolling onto his side with a groan, hissing painfully as he drew his legs beneath him and rose slowly. If he had to guess, he was going to be bruised to high heaven come morning.
If they saw morning.
Circe was still above them, animals locked in combat on all sides. The fight didn't seem to be slowing at all. He had to get back to his weapon.
Ignoring the fact that he was naked(embarrassment be damned), Edward rushed back towards the table and the large hammer he saw half beneath it.
Current Form:Human Character HP: 35 Damage: 15/10 Freedom! Total Damage: Attacking vines
Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2016 5:49 pm
Roaring again, Zebulon opened his jaw and bit into the animal in front of him, shaking his body to tear into the one in front of him. The noises of battle rang around him, and it was overwhelming. Everything was so loud. How could anyone tolerate being in this form?
Zebulon tore away, and noted that the blood that came with it did not seem to revulse him in the way it may normally. It no longer had the kind of steely taste that made him cringe. He wanted more.
He knew that was most likely his new animal instincts talking, but it was hard to resist them.
He didn't hear that voice telling him he should probably hold back anymore.
Zebulon dove forward once again, lashing out with his new found clawed paws.
Current Form: Lion - Large Character HP: 35/35 Damage: 12 Total Damage: 567
Character Name:Zebulon Castaneda Brief description of character: Zebulon accompanies his even temper and clear mind with an oft-frustrating tendency to be snarky even in the most serious moments, needling people far past the point he should. Tagging along is a need for control, tempered by the fact that he does usually know what he's talking about. His normal ease seems lessened at current, though his control over himself is back now that he's removed enough from the conflict with the metal vulture.
Deity: Athena Weapon: Shield HP: 56 Minicert: n/a
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2016 5:50 pm
Even though he had only been a fox for what amounted to a matter of minutes, Zan was already used to darting through legs and under hulking bodies. Maybe there was something to that. Having a weapon you didn't strictly need to hold was convenient as well. Things to think about, just... not here.
He slashed at the nearest creature, looking for black eyeliner around the pig's eyes before he did so.
Current Form: Human Character HP: 44/50 Damage: 2 Total Damage: 569
Character Name:Zan Gethin Brief description of character: Friendly, perceptive, phony. Zan has wholeheartedly embraced the more mundane aspects of his new life at the Prytaneum—such as regular meals, his stipend, and the gym—but his inability to stick with any one thing for long has left him struggling to pin down how he might best serve his god long term.
Before Rob could finagle a cure out of Izzy, all hell broke loose around him and the others. He nearly fainted from surprise, much to his horror. By the time he gathered his wits about him, the thorny vines that Circe had sent out were all but gone, though the turned Goth kids remained. Bleating loudly and angrily, he stomped his little hooves in frustration --
Wait, not hooves but bare feet? Suddenly he felt the fur and horns disappear from his body and as he cried out at the pain from the remaining thorny vines, he straightened and found himself standing in front of Izzy as naked as the day he was born.
Rob looked down at himself, then up at Izzy, and shrugged with a big s**t-eating grin before turning to look for Sid… who was a parrot again. "Aw ********." Turning, he scrambled back to where she had been standing to frantically pull on his pants and retrieve his greatsword. T-shirt be damned -- his British ancestors had fought half-naked, and that was good enough for him!
Current Form: Human Character HP: 50 - 14 = 36 Damage: Total Damage
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2016 5:52 pm
Ernst leapt toward Circe as best he could. This was at least closer than he could've gotten as a human - and while he wasn't sure he could do much to someone who literally had magic powers to turn him into an animal or whatever, and animate vines...having someone nearby to physically attack her than no one.
He couldn't travel completely unhindered, though. In front of him was a heavyset musk ox...and he was probably faster than it, right? He bit what he could of its leg and shook himself free.
Character Name:Ernst Nzikobankunda Brief description of character: A very tall, friendly but airheaded man with a tendency to ramble. He looks tired and run-down, and is wearing a worn-down teal shirt, a jacket tied around his head, and black floral underwear. Don't ask.
Current Form: Small animal - water chevrotain Character HP: 45/45 Damage: 5 Total Damage: 574
Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2016 5:54 pm
Misha happened to look up at the exact moment of Edward's tumble and she quickly dispatched her current opponent with a powerful swing of one paw. Then she turned and headed for him, only vaguely realizing that he was completely and utterly naked and not even bothering to stop and pull on pants. He clearly was hellbent on reaching something, though. When she spotted him diving for and retrieving his hammer, it made perfect sense.
She doubled her pace and threw herself between him and an onrushing wildebeest clearly determined to gore the poor man. Misha snarled as she hit it and rolled back to her feet with the blow. Then she stalked more deliberately in front of the dazed beast. Her back was to Edward; she hoped he had gotten his weapon. She was a bit busy at the moment.
Current Form: Panther Character HP: 35 Damage: 12 Total Damage: 586
There was too much chaos of movement, so much assaulting her senses and making her feel queasy. Even so, Rose stood resolute, firing when she could, retaining her defensive decisions.
A raccoon took a bolt to the thigh, and she continued to watch, mindfully stepping in slow strafes.
Current Form: Human Character HP: 36 Damage: 3 Total Damage:589
Character Name:Juniper Rose Brief description of character: An enigmatic songstress who seems to have stepped out of a time long passed, Rose is level-headed and self-reliant, perfectly willing and capable of doing what's necessary with her own two hands. Strong-willed and no-nonsense, she's a bit reserved but puts on affable airs, making her somewhat pleasant to be around.
