Okay enough of this bullshit, he had to go and see Shaheen play Damsel in Distress some more. One deep stab and kick combo later, and the elf was nothing but a dissipating mass of fog.
And then off Shik took to the air, an evil grin on his face as he hovered near Shaheen. "Did you call~?"
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Shikoba = 6'4" horseman of war Distance: 18 - 5 = 13 Elf HP: DED
Apparently the death hunter's simple kindness was enough to make Stormy try harder. Much harder.
Like decapitate the elf in a swing harder.
The trainee paused in the swung pose for a few seconds, blinking owlishly as the thing melted away into nothing. Huh. She never pegged herself as a violent type . . .
Thane remained super useful by reminding her most loudly that he needed to use his power like right now, but Stormy ignored it with a wince in order to flash the woman a grateful smile, because good feedback was awesome okay."Whew! Done. Uh. More elf chopping, or should we . . ." She glanced at the eerie figure in the vortex, her smile losing its brilliance.
Glancing over her shoulder when feeling another tug, pulling her back, Mei reached down and plucked the damned thing from the ground, booting it away from her once again. Jack, what she wouldn't give to beat up on the real elves right now.
Aymet followed the voice to its source, though he didn't dare get any closer to the edge than he had to. Instead, an entire armored arm went flying at the elf dragging Alex in boomerang fashion.
"Alex! Stay where you are!" the dracolich called. As if that was something Alex had any control over. As soon as Medea had gone tumbling into the void, this entire operation had swiftly gone to hell. At least when these giant monsters popped up, the method of dealing with them was fairly standard. Kill first, ask questions later. It was practically its own philosophy.
Appearance: Aymet is a Y3 Undead Dracolich. He currently looks like this. Except right now he is in natform so he's a giant skeleton dragon.
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Rown rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 9Total: 14 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2012 12:21 am
Ofelia happened to notice a certain doll-face that was being drug in closer and closer. She wasn't going to have that, not after the kindness she'd been shown, and so her weapon was flung at the elf that had her.
It went up in a wondrous puff of whatever, and Ofelia merely winked at the Halloween student. Her debt had been repaid, or something.
redheaded, one-eyed hunter wielding a set of blades knuckledusters. loud, proud, oddly properly attired for the current temperature levels hates horsemen with a passion and unafraid to show it. slightly more biased towards students, perhaps
currently swinging her weapon around like it ain't no thang
Your Character's HP: 50/50 Fear/ Charges used: 1/2 (charge: 0/3) Bonus Battle Effect: Moon Hunters gain a +2 defense buff Runic Items OR Artifacts used: -- Damage / Healing / Defending done: Attacking Julie (-19)
Harrison is an Intermediate Moon Trainee, with a bleach-blonde buzzcut and scars across his jaw. Items carried: 1 set Runic bandages, 1 Selene's Spyglass (Runic Binoculars, does not sleep one week out of the month)
Toshihiko Two
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[A.V.] rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 4Total: 5 (2-16)
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Dangerous Hunter
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2012 12:26 am
BOSS CUMULATIVE TOTAL: 138 Having dealt with the elf, he turned towards Kat, not bothering to make any remark. Good. Just stay there. Don't move. Don't get his sash dirty.
He turned his attention towards the insanity girl, smirking. "Your turn" Lashing out at the figure, he missed.
HP: 40/40 (I CANNOT READ PROMPTS PROPERLY OTL) Action: Attacking boss! Result: I disown you so hard. Remaining distance: 4 Items:Tusk of Ares, hand torch, barrier daggers Effects: +1 evasion (For death trainees) Blurb:5' 7" death trainee. Currently missing his sash.
There was a slight twitch in the ex-trainee's lip. Any further attack for the time being was forgotten as he turned to face the death hunter. "Until the day comes when three inches makes a difference, I'm just going to say, bull s**t."
He frowned again at Wilson's answer. Though it wasn't as though he expected him to know either. Perhaps it was Julie's ghost, coming back to haunt them? Now that was terrifying thought.
The shards inside the ghoul's skin throbbed. Rage was built up, and she wasn't one to let such a golden opportunity pass. Rage was an excellent thing in battle - her fighting coach was named after the emotion. She embraced it, harnessed it.
Then unleashed it with a furious scream and a swipe of the claws.
People kept calling his name, but no matter where he turned he saw either hunters or fog for the most part. Mort hated to yell and rarely ever did so, thus his first attempt at it was more like an emphatic sentence.
The elft tugged and tugged at his pants and recieved a kick. Not even a look.
He heaved in breath and cupped his mouth to try again. "Here! M'here!" Jack, his own voice sounded so strange at that volume.
Ami looked away, trying to fight back the tears and nausea she felt at tending to Kat's wounds. There honestly wasn't much she could do if Kat remained out here for too much longer- the cold would get to her far faster than these cuts.
"Kat ..." She was at a loss for words. "Kat, please don't die." It was a whisper, a plead that Kat couldn't forcefully fulfill. "I don't want another dead friend, my grief has spanned long enough." She pulled the girl into another hug, blood and all, feeling tears welling up in her eyes. Ami was a big crybaby anyways, but Kat was too much for her.
"Harsh words, Ryan." Wilson briefly turned silent as he swung an arm toward the figure and made contact. He winced at the familiar face before he stepped back. "The fog. Do you think it's...?"
HP: 30 Damage: 5 Distance: 20
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LividPeas
Tiny Bunny
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2012 12:29 am
The fact that she was getting closer, too close to the vortex, was making the doll a little more nervous. She did not want to find out what was to happen if she was dragged into it, not at all. So instead, she continued to struggle with the clingy elf. Pushing it off of herself for, what she hoped, was the final time, she caught a glimpse of something in her peripheral vision, aimed straight for the elf. Watching as the creature dissipated in front of her, she turned to find the same hunter ghoul from before. Thankful for aid, and to see she was still well, she answered her with a nod and a smile.
Hunters were not all bad. This proved it.
Distance: 11 Elf HP: DED THANK YOU OFIE
Mei's HP: 44/50 FEAR used: 1/3 Battle Effect: none Runic Items OR Artifacts used: none Distortion used: none Damage done: not attacking
Ofelia was pretty curious to see if her charge could be used even with Rue on the bandage wrap like she was. Allowing the connection to the joined she watched as the runes did indeed flare up and she launched her weapon at the figure.
It hit, not as strong as some of her normal strikes, but Ofelia wasn't going to complain when she did damage to a bad thing. It was best to just let stuff happen and go from there. Everyone was almost free now, save for a few horsemen (and ******** them), so focusing on the boss was a must do.
redheaded, one-eyed hunter wielding a set of blades knuckledusters. loud, proud, oddly properly attired for the current temperature levels hates horsemen with a passion and unafraid to show it. slightly more biased towards students, perhaps
currently swinging her weapon around like it ain't no thang
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Seussi
Ice-Cold Hunter
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2012 12:32 am
She was still inwardly cursing herself, struggling to maintain her balance as the elf tugged on her, trying to pull her closer to that void that Medea had been lost in, when the beating of wings had her head snapping up to look at the man hovering in the air in front of her.
Oh, and he was going to look at her like that, using that tone of voice. Great. Just perfectly great.
"A little help?" She snapped, scowling, though it was clear she was more angry with herself for needing the help right at that moment, then she was at him for...well, somewhat offering.
Your Character's HP: 36/50
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