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 Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 8:05 pm
To say he was wandering around after he'd left the portal room would probably have been correct. He didn't settle he just kept moving and was trying to actually figure out what was going on outside of the battles but naturally he found out nothing except all that walking hurt his feet and that everywhere he went there was a sense of ruination to it that drove him to keep walking.
Now he was here.
With more Hunters.
He wasn't sure how to handle it anymore. No. He couldn't do this alone for much longer and thus with some trepidation he began to will Endzela back into being and it took a few moments before she settled back to his shoulder giving him a bit of a hurt glower, "Oh now you want my help," she said sulkily at him.
Kettil could only give her an apologetic look. Endzela stared at him for a long moment before she gently headbutted him. She couldn't stay mad at that face, especially not right now.  (( HP: 30/30 Target: --- Damage: --- Effect: -- Quote: Appearance: 6'2" Reaper with purple dreadlocks and a confounded expression and an owl on his shoulder.
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 8:05 pm
After a moment the swirling grit of the sandy portal disappeared, replaced by a rather calm and cool breeze. Faustus opened his eyes to find himself standing atop the island the students had first entered from Amityville. Ahead, two portals were glowing, still coming to life.
Wait, did that mean ... were they really almost home??
He would have leapt for joy at that thought had he not noticed the rather formidable figures standing between himself, several other students, and the portal home. He recognized two of them from the room on War. The flame and ice wielders. Others were also gathered by them, all looking far too powerful for a boil of his stature.
He glanced around, worried. Where were Amarus and Olivia?? Had they made it out of the crumbling room on War?? Were they alright?? ... He had called to them, and thought they had followed, but had yet to see them anywhere. The demon clenched his hand across chest, where the pin Amarus had given him on Conquest still pressed into his jacket. Atop his hand, fiery plants from the room on Famine still burned, blossoming and falling as his FEAR consumed them ... they seemed to no longer have any lasting effect.------------------------ (( OOC:Character Name: Faustus HP: 15/30 Target: Damage:Effect: N/A Appearance Faustus is a lanky built Flame Demon with rather large round orange eyes, fiery red hair, and black, flaming wings. He wears a notable pair of goggles, tattered longcoat and pinstripe pants. Or click here
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 8:06 pm
[[Enter, no attack]]
When Reiko arrived on the floating island, there were tears on her cheeks. She had not known Riley before whatever had taken her, but she had seen the last images, and felt the mindflayer's last thought, and while it had brought her to silent, heartbroken tears for a Halloweener she had never known and never would, it had also fueled her rage.
The Hunters were to blame. They had to be.
Her hair was no longer held back by anything, her clip tossed at a Hunter during the last battle like some sort of pathetic projectile, so it fell in her face, covering half of it and rendering her rather like a certain character from a certain horror movie about a cursed videotape.
Her entire body was shaking as she scanned the area. The students were surrounded by Hunters. Well. If she was going to go down, she was going to go down fighting. And hopefully take a few of them down with her.
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(( OOC:
Character Name: Reiko Yamamura
HP: 3/30
Target: N/A
Damage: N/A
Effect: None
Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3 ))
Appearance Reiko is an extremely pale ghoul with long black hair, currently covering half her face, and brown eyes. She wears a white bloodstained kimono with light pink trim and a light pink obi, and wooden sandals.
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Amon Larethian rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 2
Total: 5 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 8:06 pm
Sheridan had had his eyes set on the hunter with the enormous sword. He was sure he recognized her as the one from his nitemare, the one who had destroyed his friends and taken his life. And though he knew it had been nothing but a nitemare, and though it no longer haunted him as it had, there was still a rage that burned deep in the dragon. ARGGG!! It was in mid lunge that the giant weapon struck his shoulder. The dragon staggered and stumbled forward, skidding to land face first in the grass and dirt. His head turned, a menacing glare, his neck surged toward the hunter that had struck him, jaws snapping with what would have been a vicious bite as he slid past. (( OOC:Character Name: Sheridan HP: 1/40 Target: Otto Damage: 0 Effect: Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 1/3 (Otto) )) Drifter Jet Enduro Sheridan is attacking Otto for 0 damage Appearance In natural form Sheridan is a 40ft dragon colored like the night sky.
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 8:07 pm
Entering!
Thankfully the battle with the female tentacle monster--thing was short lived. Not that he really participated in it. In fact he froze up the second he saw what they were fighting. But that was over and now they were somewhere up high, surrounding the Halloween, or what remained of them. But even still, there was a s**t ton of them.
"You look pretty roughed up." He said, tapping Dakota on the shoulder. "Glad to see you're still breathing." Glad was an understatement. After seeing what happened to several others, he was thankful that he was even alive.Ryan's HP: 14/40
Target: n/a
Damage: n/a
Effect: n/a
Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3
Charge Attack: [ Used 1/2 / Charged 0/3 ] Ruby Light ( Y2 ) - The Chill
Appearance
Ryan is a 5'8" Caucasian male, with short scruffy blond hair, and brown eyes. He fights with claw tipped gauntlets.
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 8:08 pm
[ ENTERING ]
Oh, ow, that really hurt.
Stumbling as the portal spat him out onto solid land again, Fallow clawed and ripped fervently at the vines and blossoms on his skin until there was a small pile of it surrounding him, red petals torn and falling from dry wounds. Only the breeze and the voices carried over it were enough to make him look up -- and when he did, it wasn't a pleasant sight. He knew this place, knew this scene, but not these people.
All he knew and all he could trust was that they were dangerous. They weren't here for peace and talking, and Fallow ears flicked back, pulsing a sickly neon color and bent down against his hair. He felt tired, exhausted, but instinct kept him on his feet, the need to fight until he couldn't anymore a poison in his veins that kept him from surrender, alongside his pride. Hunters and students alike, both familiar and not familiar at all to him were appearing or already there, but the stallions mind was set solely in thoughts of fightfightsurvive. But briefly he wondered, where was his pack?
Staring across the floating platform at the hunters, Fallow felt, for the first time in a very long time, fear. It surged like a flush of ice-cold and red-hot heat poison through his veins, kneading at his mind and usurping the pain and carnal instincts of their dominance, replacing the knot in his gut instead with a bone-deep agony, bred not from hurt but from what these hunters were about to do to them all.
Still, he thought hazily, somewhere in the back of his mind where the fog of fear and pain had not yet touched, I cannot stop. Not yet, not ever. Not now.
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(( OOC:
Character Name: Fallow.
HP: 5/30
Target: N/A
Damage: N/A
Effect: N/A
Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0 ))
Entrance not an attack post! q u q
Appearance Fallow is a 5" 11' dark skinned Púca with neon blue and green markings and very equine-like appendages. They also glow in the dark. His natural form is a black stallion with the same neon markings.
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chi honda rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 6
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 8:09 pm
[Enter, attack]
Tyshina had somehow lost her way but ended up back in time to witness the collapse of the rooms in the student vs. Hunter battles. It was amazing yet nerve-raking at the same time. She wasn't quite sure how it had happened, but just simply that it had happened and that was what was important.
Slowly see wandered into the new area and glanced at the two portals. "Time for home already?" she whispered quietly to herself as she walked closer to the doors. Though the closer she got, the more she could feel her body tiring. This feeling was familiar and that was when she knew the fight wasn't over and in all reality it was just beginning.
She tried her best to walk slowly towards the portals entrance. Sadly she was stopped as someone got in her way. This was when her fight began, and she took her strong stance ready for anything
------------------------ (( OOC:Character Name: Tyshina - Student Y1 HP: 25/30 (-5 from Simon attack) Target: Simon Damage: 1 Effect: None Number of People Currently Attacking Me: (( 0 /3 )) OPPONENT'S PLAYER Chi Honda's character Tyshina is attacking Simon for 1 damage!
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Adomiel rolled 1 4-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 8:09 pm
[[Enter]] Auri plopped down onto the main island and for the first few seconds felt relief. "Can we leave now? I'm ready to go ho..." she stopped upon seeing the large number of hunters porting onto the isle around her. Auri began to tear up. "Why is this happeneing?!"She fell to her knees and covered herself with her arms. "Daddy?! can you send someone to pick me up?!" she pleaded to the air. [[ OOC :]]
Character: Auri
HP: 30/30
Target:None
Damage:None
Defend Auri is defending herself for X damage.
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 8:09 pm
Sabine sat on her bench and watched a bunch of dirty student appears. Also what looked like some kind of... weird reaper theatre group. White and gold costumes? Not bad, but wow...cleaning had to be a b***h for those coats. And they really needed to do some serious clean-up. The vampire, satisfied that she'd been right about things being fighty down on the islands, crossed her legs and turned the page. Sabine Vespera HP: 30 Race: Vampire Status: reading an article about Johnny Danger's illicit gay viking love triangle in Scream Queen magazine. Reference: x
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 8:09 pm
Bix stumbled out of the portal still clutching Mina. Were they done? Did they win? All their superiors were here, even H, but all Bix felt was tired. So tired. Halloween students began to appear everywhere and when he jogged to 'their side' of the floating island he found himself blocked by a barrel chest in a leotard. "Lift yo' head up brother!" Bix was grabbed in hands the size of baseball mitts. But surprisingly soft... "You need some muthe ******** zen!" And then he was slapped. It was like Bix's eyes were opened. It could have been pain. Or shock. Either way he was feeling some clarity when he was dropped to the ground. Killzone had moved on (he could hear another yell of 'mutha ******** zen' and another loud slap, but it seemed to do it's job. Those opened eyes dragged across the group of Halloweeners and he caught sight of a nice, big target. He wanted some payback. Hello Mr. Dragon. ((
OOC: Character Name: Bix HP: 44 / 50 (5 dmg from Killzone) Target: Sheridan Damage: -- Effect: -5 modifier on attack Amon Larethian Bix is looking at YOU bby ))
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 8:10 pm
((entering)) Having landed face down Mitsu slowly pushed her way up, shaking her head trying to make sense of everything. Was this just a bad dream? An elaborate nightmare? It was hard to imagine Riley was no longer there, the chimes she had heard reminded her of the Conquest Pavilion. They had played that dice game not far from there. Had it only been a couple of days since they had done that? And now Riley was….. Crimson eyes finally took in the scene around her as she pushed her way to her hands and knees. They had nowhere to go and there were Hunters as far as the eye could see. Chills ran through her as her arms came to wrap around her waist, sorrow suddenly drowned out by dread. What would their fate be? TIH Student Character Name: Mitsu HP: 10 Target:--- Damage:Effect: --- Appearance: Mitsu is in her Conquest outfit though it’s looking a little worse for wear. She’s 5’2”, long white hair, white wolf ears and tail, and red eyes.
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 8:13 pm
[Entering] Jove was momentarily lost in the confusion, but when he was finally able to take stock of the situation, he realized... they had a big problem. He knew some of those hunters, not just the grunts who had been fighting all along, but the rough-looking ones. No, they were going to be beaten down again... With a growl rising in his throat, the pup migrated to some familiar faces, and put himself in between them and the hunters with a glare. ----------------------------------- (( OOC: Character Name: Jove HP: 26.5/50 Target: None Damage: None Effect: None Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3 )) Appearance Jove was a little kid, but is now a poofy (ANGRY) white dog roughly the size of a retriever. He glows a bit and has very long, sharp teeth. He... has some light blue mushrooms growing through the fur on his left side.
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 8:13 pm
 (Entrance)
She fell rather ungracefully onto the grass. Looking around confusedly, Lacie recognized the area as their original entrance into the four isles. But .. no, they wouldn't leave yet. The hunters seemed to obstruct their path.
Standing up, Lacie held a hand down to keep her hair from blowing into her hair. "There is no end." More hunters and halloweeners. That meant more battles. There had been so many battles. Each battle of her memories seemlessly connected, feeling as if her life at Amityville had been a constant fight. As she had asked Aurian before, was there no end to this? Why? WHy did they all have to fight? But inside, Lacie must have known. Everybody fought for their reasons and ideals, believing that they were right. But the more that they believed, the more that they fought. And one could easily see that there would be no end. Not as long as people held their faith.
She had been scared since the beginning. Her fingers felt numb.. her body no longer trembled. Lacie was oddly blank. She might have cried, except she felt that there were no more tears to shed. But her gaze seemed to be searching, searching for those who were precious to her. She must have known that halloweeners could not die. They simply dissipated, and allowed their fear to reform themselves. But every disappearance inflicted another scar upon her heart. Death was not impossible for them. Which was why she cherished her friends so much more.
OOC:
Character Name: Lacie
HP: 26/30
Target: -
Damage: -
Effect:
Tile -
Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3
Appearance: Lacie: A somewhat timid and small reaper, with silver pigtails and a blue dress, who fights with an ice glaive.
Quote: XAKI's character LACIE is attacking for ??? damage!
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 8:14 pm
Now was possibly a good time to panic! They were completely surrounded by the hunters, and these new ones looked to be more intimidating. Not able to keep herself from trembling at the sight, she reached out to both Tybalt and Sparrow, holding Sparrow's hand for a second, she gave it a light squeeze, and used her free hand to ruffle Tybalt's head. "We'll get through this." Somehow..
Scanning the field for anyone familiar, she spotted a blond haired boil in the distance, but was unsure it was whom she had thought.
Spotting someone step between the trio and the hunters, Mei blinked before recognizing the boil. "Jove!"Mei's HP: 25/40
Target: N/A
Damage: N/A
Effect: --
Charge Attack: Medic - Medic +
Appearance
Mei (currently dressed in casual wear like in picture) is a 5'3" broken/living doll.
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 8:14 pm
((Entering))  ESPROC taht tae dna YATS ew t'ndluoc yhw HAAAAAAAAAAAAAARG??!??!?! Hadjoc shrieked, the first time he spoke to Mercedes in a while since the epic fight had commenced in the war glyph room. Mercedes looked PISSED not just at their situation but also at her weapon, and kept close to what little formation they seemed to create as hunters. She felt pretty strong right now but still worried at how much they may have been outnumbered. Not to mention there was a possibility that with all the surprises (and the fact that they were here in regards to the god damn apocalypse) some other GIANT ******** THING would show up and try to wipe them to kingdom come. ------------------------ (( OOC: Character Name: Mercedes HP: 32/40 Target: ??? Damage: Not Attacking Status: Charge is at 2/3 (0/2 used) Items:x1 Enhanced Pendant x1 Allen Bandagesx1 FEAR Charge))
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