"Hello Blodwedd! Nice to meet you too!" Nemi hopped when she saw a new girl, she shook her head lightly. "Sorry...I guess we all lost our memories...but I think we all got some hints from the fluffy creature ,right? At least that's a good sign! Nemi is Nemi!" The witch didn't think before giving the Shaman a cuddle. "Don't worry! We can figure it out soon, I promise!" There were so many girls there, Nemi thought they would at least get someone knowing what's happening.
"Ally, nice to meet you! You all will be Nemi's friends, right?" The witch gave a smile to all the girls while swinging the ghost again. "It's weird right? Knowing nothing but only your name....Nemi feels the same but I think we'll be fine! We can work to regain our memories or just start as a new girl. Nemi likes the first option better though."
She paused a while, eyeing all of them and their weapons and then raised a question. "Anyone knows how this's gonna work? Nemi totally has no idea!" She pulled the ghost as if it's a marshmallow that is very squishable.
OOC
Name: Nemi, Ne for short Age: 13 Gem: Green: Noble Race: Reaper - Candy Witch Weapon: Familiar Ghost, can be used as a launcher Appearance:I love candies
EVERYONE
Nemi is a candy witch, who can summon candy rains as she wishes. Her weapon is the candy ghost familiar on her left hand, which can used as a launcher to shoot out candy bombs like a Bazooka~
Face your demons
I want a Harem!
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OOC: Nemi is gonna launch her candy bombs, who will be the victim? dramallama
Posted: Fri Apr 05, 2013 10:47 pm
<I'm glad you are making acquaintances, we will need all the help to fight --!>
<I do have one last question, do you at least remember what your wish was? I believe that will help you remember who you are. >
<It's not a huge thing though, fighting -- is much more important! If we can defeat the uprising, then we will save many, many lives. I'm sure that much you can understa->
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< It looks like our time has run short! Fight on and be strong, remember what you promised! >
OOC: PART 1
PART 1: ENGAGE BATTLE MODE!
- The ????? is attacking! You will need to summon your weapon and engage in attack mode. Forget all regular battle mechanics. You will be rolling 1 10-sided dice THREE TIMES to attack! Check to see below. - If you have not posted yet you can still join in this round. Respond to prompt 1 first and then prompt 2. This will be the last time any players can join in (last call!) This phase will last approx 24 hours.
gaia_crown[ Post 1:] The first post/ roll you make is your Initial attack. It does not need a name, but it is the first strike you make against the ???. The HIGHER YOUR ROLL, the more "effective" your hit is. RP it out according to your dice roll
gaia_crown[ Post 2:] The second post/roll you make is your Secondary attack. This will be on a second post. Think of it as "chaining" a combo! RP it out as you wish, the HIGHER YOUR ROLL, the more effective your hit is.
gaia_crown[ Post 3:] The third attack post/roll you make is your FINALE. This one will need a catch phrase, I mean it! Call it however you please, just shout the combo finish of your attack, make it amazing, explosive, however you want, this it your FINISHING move. The HIGHER YOUR ROLL, the more effective your hit is. RP it out as you wish!
After you have rolled your finish you will now need to roll for damage done to you. This is done in spoiler tags depending on level of intensity.
gaia_crown[ Post 4:] Your FOURTH post after your combo finishes is the attack done back to you! Roll a 100-sided dice to see your damage/ read the spoiler tags to react accordingly.
If you roll 1-30:
You escape mostly unscathed as a passing tendril whips you the wrong way. For a second as you are close to the ??? you smell flowers, oddly enough. The shape of the ??? is all distorted, however. You need to recover your breath. - A small hairline crack forms on your Fear Core. It is not very noticeable - You feel dizzy for a second, disoriented, for a moment everyone seems to blur out of focus and you lose your sense of self, but it is just for a brief second. The feeling lingers. - Post in OOC in all rp posts from this point onwards you have taken 10% damage, unless healed by a crystal.
If you roll 31- 70:
One tendril hits you square in the back, and it stings, painful, searing away at you. As you look at it you notice that part of the skin has literally been corroded, black wisps escaping from it. Touching the entire area however, yields a numb, tingling sensation. Your legs start shaking, you feel a moment of unease. A moment later you feel better, if not slightly unnerved by how strong the opponent is. - A few thin cracks appear on your Fear Core. A thick black mist - your Fear perhaps? - seem to be escaping bits of it. - Post in OOC in all rp posts from this point onwards you have taken 25% damage, unless healed by a crystal.
If you roll 71- 90:
You trip and take multiple hits, lacerations that hit your skin and side. Your uniform is heavily slashed, along with your skin. For each area the ??? attacks your skin and uniform began to seep away into black wisps, and leave a strong stinging sensation. You feel tired, but a part of you knows, your core that you need to fight on. You promised --- - Thick cracks appear on your Fear Core. Black mist is also rippling away from the cracks. You feel extremely tired as well, maybe if you close your eyes... - Post in OOC in all rp posts from this point onwards you have taken 50% damage, unless healed by a crystal.
If you roll 91- 100:
It seemed the ??? spotted you first and immediately lunged towards you. You feel your legs move sluggishly slow, as you try to back out, as your body screams for you to move but it is too late -
- You feel something gouge deeply into your chest and -
- You dissipate but only for a second, as your body is ripped apart and pieced together again, just a small second. It feels like you died, and you are severely shaken. Tunnel vision begins closing in. You have a hard time hearing people.
- Your Fear Core is littered in thick black cracks, black mist is escaping freely from it. You feel extremely tired as well, maybe if you close your eyes... - Post in OOC in all rp posts from this point onwards you have taken 80% damage, unless healed by a crystal.
PART 2: RESULTS
With all that in mind, it is time to see if your attack was effective! If you did more than 15 damage total (from the 3 10-sided dice rolls) your attack was effective!
A small crystal escapes from the ??? As you grab it, a figure pops up next to you:
< Hang onto those, those are important! They will help replenish your Fear. Why not try using one right now? It is pretty simple, put the crystal next to your Fear core. >
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<Helping replenish your Fear will make you more stable as well. >
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< Speaking of Fear, do you remember your wish now? >
OOC
gaia_crown[ Loot Post/ Post 5:] When you have a second after the attack, respond to the prompt above accordingly, and see if you can try to remember your wish! - Your character does not fully ICly remember what wish that might pertain to, but perhaps they can make guesses based on who they are... - You may use the crystal on yourself or someone else. Doing so immediately removes all cracks from your Fear Core. The target feels better - IT can only be used once, the second attempt shatters the crystal - Please QUOTE any target you are using your crystal on (if applicable). - If you used a crystal (on someone or yourself) your damage taken in OOC becomes 0% for the recipient
As she sat up there was a groan from Istas. Rubbing her head and one hand clinging to the bunny she was carrying. She was trying to get her baring when a voice and form interrupted her; causing the young to jump.
<Ah! I'm glad you finally woke up! How are you feeling? >
Istas' yellow eyes blinked slowly as she was being asked how she felt. How did she feel? It was a very good question, "Uh.... c-confused?" She started frowning heavily as she watched the creature that was speaking to her but not speaking... what was it? She couldn't... remember? If she'd even known at all what it was.
<You don't remember anything? That is rather unfortunate and oddly inconvenient. Shall I remind you of why you are here? >
"Inconvenient?" She chirruped inconvenient for who? It was unfortunate and perhaps needed that she remember things but it didn't seem like that should be an inconvenient maybe something more... more... what was the word? Troublesome? "I uh..." Before she could point out how off putting the tone of oddly inconvenient seemed to her she was asked if she wanted to be reminded of why she was here. There was a simple nod of yes, knowing why would be helpful perhaps.
<Very well, it is good for you to understand the truth. You are here because you chose to fight. >
She'd chose to fight? Will she didn't remember that. Apparently, this was why it was unfortunate, maybe... hopefully... there was a small sigh as she continued to listen.
<This item next to you is important, don't forget it. This is where you keep your power, your Fear. Did you forget what Fear was as well? >
There was a long pause as Istas stared at the item in question, "Fear?" She echoed, looking back at the creature, having taken hold of the item in question.
< Ah, let me explain a little better. There are many kinds of Fear. There is kind, benign Fear, taken from Humans, to help our world. Then there is a terrible type of Fear that would take without considering the balance between Humans and Halloween. >
As the creature explained the blank stare slowly grew to being bewildered. This was getting to be a bit much in the ways of information for the young girl. So there was good and bad fear?
< You have been chosen to restore this balance of course. Your weapon will help you do this. As a Reaper, skilled in using Fear in weapons, I'm sure you using this weapon is natural to you! >
Weapon was what her wea--- Istas paused oh right... the thing beside of her... what was that animal again? The girl sat and stared trying to mentally figure out the word bunny as the creature spoke. Finally deciding the name of the shape of the weapon didn't matter, it mattered that she knew how to use it.
<Honestly I would have asked the others, but unfortunately you are the only ones that remain. The Humans are counting on you to save them! Good luck! >
She had still been staring at the weapon and the item that held her 'energy'. As the creature continued to talk, faltering when the creature mentioned that the humans were counting on her. No way that couldn't be. "How's that even possible?!" The child looked overwhelmed and mortified.
OOC Info + Stats
(These'll be put in spoiler tags when I make my next post.) Name:Istas Class: Reaper Sub Class: Witch Weapon: Gaint Bunny Plush Gender: Female Age: 11 years Engery Color: Pink HP: ?/? DMG: ?/? Status: Awake Appearance:X
((ooc: If anyone wants to rp with me please quote me; however, I'll be gone most of the day tomorrow. So just be aware.))
[[Fake!Edit]] If 'm not too late to join that is. ;-; I just finished typing this.
Nio Love rolled 1 10-sided dice:
8Total: 8 (1-10)
Posted: Fri Apr 05, 2013 10:55 pm
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Apparently, Bonnie had been ineffective as an unnoticed presence when she tried to listen in on other conversations, as a girl came right up to her and announced that she looked lost. Bonnie seemed a little insulted at the implication. "'m not lost." She whispered quietly. She knew exactly where she was - standing in this spot, trying not to be noticed. The girl tried to engage her, but Bonnie wasn't being very reciprocal to the idea of conversation. So she blinked up at Etain, just once, and then looked away without another word.
The intrusion of a monster cut their little meeting short, and it was with relief that Bonnie hopped off to go whip it into shape.
Well. She didn't know it until that moment, but apparently, Bonnie was really good at this fighting business. The ship curled back into her hands, and she never let it still. It uncurled in a second wave, snapping as it struck again, and again, relentlessly. She took a step forward with each subsequent strike, and let out a satisfied giggle with each impact.
"I'm --" Orabel didn't even have time to utter her name before there was an interruption, and the creature was back. Her wish?
What was her wish? It bugged her, but she didn't have time to think of it before something appeared.
It looks like they would have to fight.
Clutching her fingers and summoning her weapon (hadn't she been holding it before? Strange...), Orabel found herself instantly engaged in action, one of the first to shoot towards the strange thing that seemed like it did not belong.
One of these things is not like the other... She found herself thinking, and a small grin made its way onto her face.
Bringing the nunchuku down, Orabel rather delighted in the way that the weapon crunched against her opponent's form, feeling a rush of power course through her as she began to fight.
They had been chatting so very pleasantly when the thing returned once more. Her wish? Alvar paused, a look of confusion written very clearly on her face. She…had made a wish? Turning to question the thing, she was cut off by the arrival of…The hell is that.
|: Alvar is not impressed. She got ready for battle anyways.
[ATTACK 1] Alvar made an attempt to attack it, but it didn't do much damage.
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[Name] Alvar [Age] 15 - 5’11” in height [Race] Reaper - Mage (Ice) [Gem] Blue [Weapon] Pollaxe
And then, to put it eloquently, s**t suddenly got serious.
As expected, simply standing around and waiting for something to happen produced the desired results--something indeed did happen...something bad. When the strange, silhouetted creature began to address them again, Thalia turned to glance at it with a puzzled frown? Wish? What...wish? She couldn't remember anything about herself, nevermind anything that she could have wished fo--
What the hell was that!?
Silver eyes widening, the girl's fingers tightened around her glaive as she instinctively lifted it in front of herself, moving to place herself in front of the others. "What--geez! Is that what we're expected to fight? What is it?!"
Though the answer to that question could wait. From the looks of things, the strange, shadowy monster was intent on attacking everyone here. Taking a deep breath, Thalia grit her teeth forward and lunged forward, swinging her glaive down the moment she was in range.
...Hopefully she actually knew how to use this thing.
The pale blue eyes that fluttered open were innocent and naive. There was no spark of understanding in her gaze, only the amazement that came from one who had known nothing else but darkness, and was suddenly, inexplicably cast into the light. She knew nothing of where she was, nor what was around her; she cared so little, so little in fact that her eyes never strayed from the little creature seated in front of her, it's pink-tipped tail flicking idly back and forth, ruby eyes staring unrelenting into her own.
And when it spoke, it was the voice of reason.
She didn't move to stand up, nor move at all for that matter, for a very long time. Curled up on her side, her dark hair was inexplicably smooth and straight and perfect, framing her flushed, chubby little face. She was a picturesque doll, so perfect and lifelike, but completely devoid of everything, everything save for one thing. Trust. Her eyes were wide, not with fear, but with the incomprehension of it all; but as the creature spoke, and explained the world to her, they softened around the edges, recollections not of specifics, but of herself, of her core, began to return, mere fragments like shards of glass twinkling like stars at her center, to glow with her life's force that reawakened her.
My name is Claire.
I am twelve years old.
The child lifted her head, starlight eyes never leaving the pure white creature seated before her. Long, dark lashes fluttered a little as she blinked, curiously, up at it, cocking her head a little to the side before sliding up into a sitting position, on her knees before the thing.
And she smiled.
.... and when she lifted her hands to cradle the creature's face in her hands...
Orabel was lost in the moment. So intent on battling the thing in front of her, she completely ignored what was going on around her, though her body made sure to twist and turn whichever way she could in order to get the best hits possible.
Maybe she was a berserker.
Power. That was all that went through her mind. Pure and unaltered power.
Although Thalia couldn't remember how to wield the glaive, it was clear that her body did. She gave a small shiver of satisfaction as she felt her blade slice through the creature, but kept her expression even, lips set into a grim line.
She moved to follow up her first attack with another, only to find her attention momentarily slipping to the side to check on the others. As a result...well.
There were so many of them waking up, too many for her to great them all. All she could do as Tamara pulled another over and the talking continued was nod and smile. They were to be her friends. A reason to fight. Something... something worth all of this. She almost felt a laugh bubbling up in her throat as they talked. It was like nothing happened in a way. Even if the topic was of what was to come, they could be friends?
Or... so she thought.
The initial creature spoke again, something about remembering her wish? She paused, lips pursed as she tried to recall. What had she so desired? What would she have wished for, above all else, if she could have anything? "To have them back?" No, that was what she wanted now. Because she desired a world to be as it was. Fingers slipped to cover where the fear gem rested, lids slipping a bit closed. What... would she want? More than anything else. "I would wish..." She started to speak quietly to herself as the thing drummed on about how it wasn't the most important thing.And then... then something appeared.
Her voice caught in her throat as she attempted what was likely meant to be a scream. Nothing came. She stumbled back a few steps, shaking terrified before remembering her words. Or perhaps the beast reminded her. Either way, she had to protect them. Her new found friends. Yes, she must do this. "I... Yes! I will fight too!" She stated, fingers slipping around the safer points of the chakram she'd only looked at moments before it seemed.
And then, as she leapt forward a greenish hue ran along the blade, something of a magic as it created an even more keen edge to the things as she lunged forward at the thing, dancing around it in an array of quick strikes. She'd left more than a few cuts along the thing, but obviously it wasn't done.
So neither was she.
Damage Dealt: 10
Name: Orina Evein Age: 13 Race: Reaper // Mage (Wind) Color: Blue // Honesty Weapon: Dual Chakrams Appearance: 5'3" and seeming less and less sure of her abilities by the minute. She's a fairly standard build, with perhaps a touch more going on in the bust department than a normal thirteen year old?
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10Total: 10 (1-10)
Was this her purpose? Was this why she'd woken up here in the first place? Maybe someone had picked her out, this tiny little girl with nothing but a whip and a curious streak, because she kicked butt. Her whip circled high above her head, like a helicopter blade, and she screamed at the top of her breathless little lungs a phrase that bubbled forth from her mind without being called for.
"What? What is that?" Tamara took a step back for a moment, but only a moment. She shook herself. Clearly this is what she was here to fight. She flung her self at the thing and landed a decent hit on it with her staff, pulling the bow close to her hip as she let the force of the end whack the thing. she smiled to herself. she may have forgotten everything, but her body knew what to do.
But what was her wish? She wondered very confused. Why was her wish important?
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Name: Tamara Age: somewhere around 14 Color: red Weapon: bo staff
[ATTACK 2] ...God, she's doing so bad. In an attempt to deal a second hit, Alvar had tripped over her own scarf. This created a domino effect where the poor girl ended up barely scratching the enemy before her.
Ugggghhhhh.
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[Name] Alvar [Age] 15 - 5’11” in height [Race] Reaper - Mage (Ice) [Gem] Blue [Weapon] Pollaxe
