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 Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 11:27 am
((Unfortunately neutral.))
So it was A10 who was the traitor. Okay, she could roll with that. She'd happily roll with that, REAPER TEN was more than ready to take vengeance for her fallen squad-mate. That b***h. She killed him in cold blood when he offered her a pendant to spare someone else. He didn't have to do that, he really didn't. He was too nice, too stupid. Stupidity and kindness apparently got you killed. REAPER TEN was done 'playing nice', then. She really, really wished she had that nearly useless gun of hers. She could at least throw it at A10's head!
"You want us to kill you?" She pushed herself up onto her feet, blood dripping from her knees and hands from her search for the stupid watch. ******** the watch, it was just an annoyance. This girl. This girl right here.
She was the traitor. She had the scythe and she was going mad with whatever 'power' it gave her. She had to go down, even if their attacks meant nothing. They couldn't just let her kill everyone in the room. She winced as another Epsilon was killed. She'd avenge you too, man...or die trying. "Quit it, E7. Forget the watch. If we find it we'll step on it...we should pay attention to the scythe." She told her sternly, her fists clenched tightly at her sides.
She heard the clatter and she jumped, looking around the smaller room now to find the scythe on the ground. The scythe was on the ground...it was free game. She needed it. She had to get it. REAPER TEN made a move to snatch the scythe up off the ground, tripping over her robe, a chair, slipping on spilled blood. But Gamma Three got it first. Her eyes widened and she skittered back away from her. Oh s**t, oh s**t..!
((List of current participants and their statuses if anyone wants it. We kept asking ourselves who was what this morning so I figured I'd throw it up. I can edit it accordingly.
Alpha Ten - Dansehexe Dead
Alpha Seven - Nio
Alpha Three - Sephiros Dead
Alpha Five - Manda Dead
Epsilon Five - Hanging gallow Has a pendant
Alpha Four - Lizbot
Zeta Three - Hanyousblood
Alpha Twelve - Random Artist
Zeta Five - Randy2love Dead
Zeta Eight - Nata
Epsilon Thirteen - Toshi ** 2 pendants Dead
Episilon Seven - LP
Epsilon One - Zee Oddwyn Dead
Theta Thirteen - Miliardo
Alpha Eleven - Grngriff
Theta Five - Moonkitsune
Epsilon Ten - Eight
Alpha Two - Sosiqui
Gamma Three - Orestae Current scythe wiel--WTF WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?! Has a pendant
Alpha Nine - Frigoris
Zeta Four - Bilious
Eta Four - Akina Dead
Zeta Eleven - Adghal Popion
Alpha One - Prolixity))
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Orestae rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 11:36 am
((Gamma Three trying to scythe Alpha One)) “Someone find me that ******** watch,” Harry said, just before realizing that someone was trying to punch Cho Chang in the face.She made a face like this:  And then swung for Alpha One. "DON'T YOU ******** TOUCH HER. SHE'S CHO CHANG Y'ALL." It landed in the wood beside the Alpha, and Harry wrenched it out. "She ASKED for her life to be taken. Don't throw away yours as well."
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Bilious rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 5
Total: 9 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 11:39 am
[Z4 attacking Harry Gamma Potter 3]
Z4 trembled, eyes wide in shock as he clutched the poor girl's body just as her head was severed by a whirling blade. A10... she .... he.... he had helped kill her the first time, he remembered clearly, but it pained him to think- but then she had been undead and it was as though those horrible things had been undone. He was off the hook.
"Grey skies are gonna' clear up... put on a happy face..." He murmured softly, red flowers filling his vision as he followed the trail of blood and brain matter up to... the person who had called themselves "Mr. Potter".
How... how dare he...
With a guttural cry, the song was cut short, a maddened orange uniform suddenly leaping for the scythe wielder, gloved hand drawn back in a fist, "HOW DARE YOU HOW DARE YOU HOW DARE YOU HOW DARE YOU!!"
HP: 15
Attack: 3
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 11:40 am
She heard a crack.
A10 crumpled faster than a souffle, spilling brains out of her gas mask.
Flashes of Phoenix members through her memory- it was a good way to die.
[A10 EXITING to DEATH SUBFORUMMMM. TOSHIIIIIIIIIIIII----]
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 11:41 am
Again someone had gotten their hands on the scythe and oh-god-help-them-all It was Harry ******** Gamma Three Potter. He wanted the watch and he was fine with that. Shuffling about the rubble he grabbed the watch before tossing it towards Gamma Thr- er Harry? Why did he give a damn what her name was?
"Break the damn watch you psychotic nut and stop trying to kill everyone in the damn room before that!"
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revenant aria rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 6
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 11:41 am
[A12 ATTACKING GAMMA THREE]
A12 saw Harry Potter-- Gamma Three strike A-12. NOT A12. NONONONO. SHE WAS SUCH A SWEETIE, NO.
A-12's eyes widened, his feet and fists moving before she could think. She didn't want to think. Not A10 again. It was always A10. Not A10. A12 could see A10's crumpling form before her-- something leaked.
Just like how Happy Potter was going to leak, if A12 could actually do anything about it.
HP: 15
Damage: 1
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Adghal Popion rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 1
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 11:42 am
[Zeta Eleven is attacking Gamma Three. Sorry, baby, but Cedric was, how shall we say, a better lover.]
Zeta Eleven was sent reeling from the punch from... someone. He didn't know who hit him. He didn't care. He staggered back on the blood slick floor, trying to maintain his balance and maintain sight on the only thing that mattered in the room.
The scythe.
It claimed another life, but Zeta Eleven didn't care whose it was. He didn't care who was holding it. The sound of cleaved flesh and bone muted all other thoughts, and he sprung forward to wrench the weapon from whoever it was who was holding it.
It just so happened to be Gamma Three.
Weapon: Fists
Damage to self: NONE
Damage to Gamma Three: NONE
HP: 11!
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Eight rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 1
Total: 2 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 11:44 am
((REAPER TEN ATTACKING HARRY POTTER))
Great, now Gamma 3 was flipping out with the scythe. REAPER TEN growled and decided she had had enough of her s**t. She'd had her revenge, lay off everyone else! She didn't make any kind of stupid battle cry, didn't yell out, didn't try to get her attention; all she did was bring back her arm as she ran at Gamma 3 and threw her arm forward again to punch her in the ******** face.
Or, you know, the wall worked too. She tripped on a body piece that wasn't attached to its owner anymore and was sent flying into a wall. ********! Why couldn't she hit ANYTHING?
((Damage to G3: NONE OMG 10 YOU ARE A FAILURE))
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 11:48 am
Day Three. It was day three, and pendants were only worth something on Day Seven. Still, it shone with a gentle blue light. A bit of hope to come from this Pandora's Box of a room, or fox fire leading her deeper into the bog?
Someone said something to her. Something about giving it to G3? Oh. Was that what E-13 had been trying to do? E-1 began to turn, her fingers loosened their grip on the pendant, her arm extended, lungs expanded and mouth opened to speak. She saw blue light flare from the corner of her eye, heard humming, smelled ozone.
The scythe hit her between neck and shoulder, continued diagonally down her torso and exited near her hip, parting her like the red sea. E-1 crumpled to the table without a word.
[E-1 exiting to Death ORP! Peace!]
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lizbot rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 6
Total: 11 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 11:56 am
Watching A10 fall, the so-called "Doctor" felt the need to blame someone. He couldn't bring himself to blame the Potter girl as her crackers seem to have gone a mouldey some time ago. And while he surely blamed himself, it lacked a certain amount of satisfaction. And then he saw A7... Moving toward the other man, the Doctor asked, "Well, satisfied now, big man? Get the blood flowing and then..." He delivered a sharp punch to the larger man's face, "Let her drown it? Couldn't handle the choice so you happily drop it in her lap?" (A4 attacking A7) HP: 15 Damage to A7: 5
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MoonKitsune rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 3
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 11:58 am
(T-5 attacking G-3)
The tables were moving, clustering together to form jagged mountains and the table was pressing and groaning as the walls came in. All around him, the scythe was passed about and each wielder took a turn murdering those around them. As for T-5, he had been pinned against a table and a chair and couldn't pull himself out with the heavy armor all around him and looked around, having lost T-13 in the mess - and there was SUCH a mess. Not only disorganization, but hacked body parts.
Then it got worse. THE PAIRS WERE BEING BROKEN! The more the scythe-holders killed others, the more pairs were now just singles. It was HORRIBLE!!!!
At long last, T-5 pulled himself out from between the chair and table, and then moved to walk on top of the table, trying to keep his balance, and went for G-3. He'd been lucky before in not getting killed by a hell horse. He might have the same luck now.
Too bad he lost his balance and completely missed, colliding into a pile of chairs.
HP: 15
Attack: MISSED
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prolixity rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 6
Total: 11 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 12:01 pm
[A1 attacking G3]
Z-Eleven staggered and recovered, but A-One wasn't paying attention to him anymore.
A-Ten was dead. Dead.
G-Three had killed her. Killed her, in a messy spray of blood and bone and brains. With the scythe, and while that might make G-Three the reaper now, A-One just. Didn't. Care. The scythe had somehow missed him, and now he was going to make that count.
The lenses of the gas mask made everything red, but now the haze deepened. A-One lunged for G-Three. Harry. Whatever. Whoever he was, A-One was going to ******** kill him.
(( HP: 15
Damage: 5 ))
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Orestae rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 12:04 pm
Harry felt something. Something that felt a lot like being punched in the back of the head. She whipped around, and bore the axe down on the attacker. Well, one of the attackers. There were suddenly people everywhere, bearing down on her with punches and kicks.
And there was Cho, attacking with the rest of them.
She should have known that she'd break her heart again.
”...you?”
Harry's jaw fell slack, her eyes narrowed at girl who she had defended.
“I nearly KILLED him!” She flung a hand towards Alpha One, “And it's been YOU ALL ALONG?! Alpha Ten asked to die because she thought it must be her! I defended you, and it's YOU. YOU'RE THE TRAITOR!” Harry lunged, the scythe dragging along after her, and heaved it overhead with all her strength.
Right into Cho Ch-ch-ch-chang's face.
((HP: 6))
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Orestae rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 12:06 pm
((HP: 6))
”DEATH EATERS. ALL OF YOU, DEATH EATERS! SERVANTS OF VOLDEMORT! YOU MUST BE CLEANSED!”
As anyone and everyone could have predicted, Gamma Three had just lost her damn mind. Apparently this was just what the weapon did to people.
The scythe came swinging next for Z4, the one whose punch had hit the hardest.
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Orestae rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 12:08 pm
It was a bloodbath.
A-One was next.
"WOULD YOU LIKE SOME BLOOD WITH YOUR STEAK, MINION OF DARKNESS?"
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