Ok sure fine, that was ok. Yanno. Totally ignore the super adorable witch making goo-goo eyes at you, that was fine. "O-ok..." Belladonna chirped as best she could, unfortunately used to have her cute faces go unnoticed. That was the trouble, being too cute. People just got used to it and it was easily ignored. Unfortunate, really. Oh well! With one final kick, another creature vanished from the witch's path and suddenly the door was clear for her. For a moment she hesitated, but it was over quickly as she bolted out the door. "Come along, love! Oh, uh-- Um! I could help from the door???" Because there really wasn't any way she could really abandon Mort!
HP: 9/25 Damage: 2 Target: Shadowling Eating Her Room!! ;;; Enemy HP: 0/10 {Path of the Spellcaster}
It both pleased and bothered him that she finished with her group of shadows first, but now wasn't the time to be petty . . . outwardly. "If want to," he answered distractedly as another one was smashed dead, not caring either way. His mind was concentrated solely on destroying these things before they ate away more of their possessions, and when the rest of his mind went to dealing with whispers it left little room for him to dredge up a care for what she chose to do. He'd worry about that once the task was finished.
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Character name: Mort Description of character: 6'1" blue haired zombie with patchwork purple skin and a robotic left arm HP of character: 88 TOTAL DAMAGE DONE: 1 TOTAL HEALING DONE: TOTAL DEFENSE DONE: DAMAGE DONE TO BOSS FOR THIS ROUND: 8 Fear charges used Y3 SS, Y2 Eye, Y1 Chill Special abilities used: 3 Distortion Points Special EVENT abilities: Blind Protection (can protect two people from damage and take it instead)
Man, that run to the door had taken more out of her than she'd expected. The witch stood in the doorway on wobbly legs, one hand clutching the doorframe to keep herself from giving away just how much that stupid fight had taken out of her. "Can I help??" She chirped, eyebrows drawn down in worry. For about two seconds she hesitated, but then with another surge forward into the room she kicked another little shadow monster and watched it disappear. Well, why not kick a few more?! Kicking seemed the only thing she was capable of at the moment, so best to stick with that. And then, somehow, the witch managed to clear a path for him too. "I helped really well!" Belladonna announced in a rather surprised voice before she stuck out a hand at the zombie. Because look, she did not just help him and then they were getting separated ok. But she backed it up with a smile, hoping that he wouldn't be upset that she defeated the little dark creatures he had been working on.
HP: 7/25 Damage: 6 Target: Mort's Shadowling Enemy HP: 0/10 {Path of the Spellcaster}
Tripping over some pillows strewn on the ground Lumikki winced. Well this wasn't going well if she didn't hurry up and get rid of the shadowling it was going to eat everything. At least it had left the moonflower alone. The same couldn't be said for the small collection of leaves littering her desk.
HP: 36/40 DMG: TARGET: Shadowling ENEMY HP: 10/10
[ Path of the Observant ] Special Bonus: You cannot attack or defend, you can only HEAL. Your heal depends on your regular melee dice. So if you normally attack using 2d6-6, you heal for that amount. You can only heal one target at a time. If you decide not to heal and use a Fear Charge for the turn, you may do so, those behave normally, same with Artifacts, Runics, Learned Abilities, etc. Distortion and Artifacts that normally boost your attack STACK with your Heals (accordingly) - Your HP is normal, but your attack power, after all results is HALVED - Special Effect: Full Heal Your special bonus heals for double (see above on how to "heal") on any ally being protected by a Warrior skill.
Indeed he felt a p***k of jealousy at how easily she swept the shadows out of her room. Not even the thunk of the remaining half of her table was enough to quite shake him out of that thought, though he turned what would have been a grumble into a low whistle of appreciation. "Nice . . ." Well he had been goading her, so it was appropriate she finish the job . . . And yet that sliver of doubt mingled with the p***k of envy, and the result would not do wonders for him if it continued like this.
Pushing his glasses up (he was lucky he had grabbed them before the heartless had eaten it), he took her hand and forced a smile on his face. "Helped very well. C'mon, let's see what is problem at school t'day . . ."
Dreams that promised crowns were met with heavy suspicion from Thackery by now. Every time he dreamt of being king, he awoke feeling cautious, a little nagging feeling lingering somewhere in the back of his mind. What if he'd hurt someone again? Had the dream been real this time, too?
He ran his fingers through his hair, dislodging a tangle that must have set up camp sometime in the midst of his tossing and turning. His room had an odd tension in the air, a suspicious quiet, which usually meant that some minipets were up to no good.
It was too early in the day for that.
Groaning, he slid halfway off of his bed, chin resting against the floor, one arm stretched towards his fireplace. Maybe he could just coax them all back to bed so he could do the same. Maybe when he woke up again, he wouldn't feel so weird. He let out a heavy sigh and blinked very, very slowly...
...and when he opened his eyes again, he found something blinking back at him.
"Iota?" he asked, frowning. He didn't remember letting the heartless bakekitsune out last night - she usually preferred sleeping in the closet.
The 'minipet' blinked again, and in one quick motion, it opened his mouth and leaned towards him. Yelping, he fell from the bed, kicking away his comforter. That was not his kitsune. Panicked, he surveyed the room, horrified to see several more of the things selecting things scattered across his room (including his homework, of course), and eating them.
"Nooo!" he wailed, shoving a shadow creature away from one of his favorite pictures. "That's irreplaceable, nooo!"
Frantic, he picked up a pillow and started smacking the intruders.
Smashing the shadow things with a pillow did seem to make them disappear, Thackery noted, but they weren't stopping. There was nothing else that he might deem expendable in his room at this point - really, there was nothing particularly expendable before - but the sense of urgency to get these things out was only rising.
He pulled a heavy textbook from his desk on top of one and hit another with the pillow, scanning the room for any other makeshift shadow smashing...things.
Where was his phone? Thackery wondered if he had enough time to call someone and see if they knew what was going on. One of them hadn't eaten it already, had they?
He yanked open his top nightstand drawer and began to rustle through it, kicking at any voracious shadows within range.
There wasn't any time to question how his phone had gotten so buried in his drawer; it existed, and that was the important part. Panting, he scrolled through his contacts, considering who might be up right now--
One of the shadows jumped just high enough to snag a phone charm with its claws, dragging it into its endless void of a mouth. Thackery glared at it.
The charm-eating shadow got a stomp that Thackery really wasn't proud of, but it needed to be done. He generally preferred pacifism and coming to an understanding, but these things were clearly not to be reasoned with. They weren't stopping. They were just eating all of his things. And didn't seem like they'd be content with eating only his stuff.
Probably something he didn't want to find out. Thackery tipped another book onto a pair of shadowlings that were fighting over one of his pencils, successfully rescuing the writing utensil. Or he would have, had the book not snapped it in two.
There were no more visible creatures, but Thackery could hear something rustling around. It didn't sound like paws, and none of his pets really had anything other than paws...
The hunt was on.
He got on his hands and knees to begin looking under the furniture, determined to get them all out of his room before he found out what was going on here.
The vanity almost went ignored, since the space beneath it was so tiny, but Thackery opted to look there just in case. It was a good decision, because the last little shadow thing was hiding there, munching on something it must have pulled under with it.
Annoyed, he stabbed it with a pencil, and tried not to feel too guilty when the glowing yellow eyes flickered out.
He brushed himself off as he stood, pocketed his phone, checked the room one last time, opted to grab two specific keys from his vanity drawer to pocket those too, and finally, when he felt that it would be okay to leave his room for just a little bit, he opened his door and stepped into the hallway.
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HP: 32/50 DMG: 1 Enemy HP: 0/10
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6, 4Total: 10 (2-12)
More dreams... didn't they have enough of these weird ones by now to last a lifetime? Imryn couldn't help but feel suspicious upon waking up in her usual spot in the wardrobe, stretching out a bit in her natural form before pushing open the door and popping the skull pin back on.
Sleepily rubbing her eyes while floating over to her desk, eyePhone in hand to check the time. Ugh, it hadn't been enough of a nap to be completely honest, but it would have to do for now as she suddenly found herself grabbing a squishy body instead of the book she'd been looking for in the desk drawer.
"What in the-!"
These were not her minis... there were too many of them, not to mention that she couldn't remember any of them having the glowing yellow eyes. They seemed to be some kind of shadow creatures, and if they weren't so interested in eating up her room, Imryn might have wanted to figure out if they were related to her in any way, being a shadow elemental and all. But that curiosity flew out the window when one took a bite out of her favorite pillow.
'Leave those alone!' she yelled, tossing the one in her hand at the one who was eating her pillow. HP: 13 Damage: 4 Target HP: 6/10
Name:Imryn HP:15 Path: Spellcaster - You attack is doubled. This INCLUDES Fear attacks you may do! - Your HP is HALVED - SPECIAL EFFECT: Second Chance If an attack results in your immediate death (0 hp), you may ONCE in this battle skip it!
