The only up to being hauled around was that mid-air he had a pretty decent view of the audience and the ring- there were some other scouts showing themselves- thank all their stars he wasn't the only one present. But that didn't solve his personal predicament. Thraen bit his pride mentally, then bit down on the tentacle.
It worked! The black oozy thing spasmed and then uncoiled from his waist, dropping him in a not-unhoped for free-fall. Thraen landed a three-point contact and brushed himself off. He wasn't completely hopeless!
First Roll: 1 (1-10) - odds, caught by a tentacle Second, current: 8 (1-10) - even, freedom!
total:9
Kaori_luv generated a random number between
1 and 5 ...
5!
Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 2:17 pm
Another scream erupted from Asheigh's mouth as a tentacle came to down close to her. Still on the ground she rolled under a chair and crawled up to the next row before continuing to crawl down the row under the seats.
She was terrified and shaking, so very close to tears. "Mom," she called out, the recently turned 10 years old voice shaking, "Mom where are you?"
She risked a moment to peek out to see if she could see her mother, looking up at the monsters that were grabbing up people left and right, no matter their size or age.
He let the face of the person he was draining go, getting a slightly better hang of this energy draining business that he didn't just down people to passed out every single time he tried. The poor sot flopped back and crab-walked back in a woozy panic as Titan grabbed another passing teen up by her waist to make her screaming equally less energetic by gathering.
He spared a checking glance at the others as well, just in case they were in trouble from other scouts. If nothing else, his current catch could serve as an impromptu ballistic projectile. It looked like Buddy was on his way clear of the sushi's immediate area, which was a relief. He was reiterating the point of the youma....hopefully their enemy would opt for that- attacking the tentacles instead of them. Titan reassured himself, Well, there are a lot of benches in the bleachers, right?
First Roll: 18 Total: 18 (1-20) - evens, threw seating at Eternal Sailor Corvus Second Roll: 4 (1-20) - even, small energy orb Third Roll: 4 (1-20) - even, small energy orb
The sounds of shrilled screams were starting to grow on Captain Buddingonite, mingling with one another and turning into a rather interesting chorus. He looked for his next victim, feeling as though he had managed to escape one Eternal and was safe enough. This time, he was going for a starseed. It was the sound of a child screaming for their mother that lured him in that direction, and the thought of taking her starseed had crossed his mind, but only briefly. He stood over her as she tried to escape the tentacles, and he was actually going to reach down and grab her. But the memory of the last time he tried to harm a child, and the feeling of, yet, ANOTHER Eternal, made him reconsider. He pulled away, just as he could see a flash of white hair and furred fuku coming to the little girl's rescue. "ANOTHER one? For the love of all that is good, can't I catch a break?"
He diverted his attention towards another victim, one older but just as terrified as the child, that was trapped in the youma's tentacles, and he plunged his hand deep into his chest. He wanted to dig a little deeper, but with another Eternal on the way, he ripped out the seed and tried to make his escape.
Kaori_luv
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Roll 1: 14 Roll 2: 11
ChibiGingi
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4Total: 4 (1-10)
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 3:41 pm
Sailor Thraen
He was free, but there were a lot of people that weren't, and the things were dropping or throwing them hither and thither. He had to try to help people, and getting rid of those things in on the service catwalks would be a good start to making it safer. So up he leapt, grabbing on to the edge of the grating and hauled himself up with strength he'd never had in high school gym class.
He didn't waste words, once his was up, but went straight into an attack, blasting his fist through an inky black mess and it burst into ashy powder.
First Roll: 1 (1-10) - odds, caught by a tentacle Second Roll: 8 (1-10) - even, freedom! Third, current: 4 (1-10) - even, dusting a youma
total:13
Kaori_luv generated a random number between
1 and 5 ...
5!
Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 3:55 pm
A man dressed in a coat and cap, wasn't it to hot for that, seemed to just show up in front of Ashleigh, and she looked at him with fearful eyes, crawling back a step or two, scared, but still curious as to what he wanted as he starred down at her before moving off.
She jumped to her feet looking just in time to catch his show. Her eyes widened when she saw his hand dive into someone chest and pull out what she thought was their heart, even though there was no blood.
"No," she screamed out darting off, not looking for at the direction she was going just in time to narrowly avoid being picked up by a tentacle that lashed out at her.
"He killed him," she screamed running blindly, not realizing how lucky she was to be spared, "someone please, please help ... MOM, where are you!?!"
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Yeah she'll never forget him ... traumatized for life
Lithiasaur generated a random number between
1 and 10 ...
8!
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 4:10 pm
Ivynian
Luxor saw his Carnival in shambles and felt his anger rising. His temper was not where it should be: he couldn't control himself now. Everything he had worked so hard on was lost, from the grounds to the reputation of his business. All he could see was the loss of life and of property, and how horrible this night had become.
All because of these bad guys. Of Chaos. Now he understood his duties on one fell swoop. Everything made sense.
He hated them.
With a terrible yell of fury, he charged at Lieutenant Titanlåvenite, the closest to him at that moment besides the Eternal Senshi, who he had all but forgotten in his fury. He would have to thank her properly later, and get her name, and perhaps offer her some sort of compensation for her help. But for now, all he could see was red.
And all he wanted to do was hurt someone, the way he had been hurt. The way his Carnival had been hurt. For all those lives that had been lost, that had been damaged: he could not let it slide. It wasn't righteous, it wasn't brave. He wanted to destroy. He swung as hard as his body would allow, though his angle was wide and his aim wasn't exact. His fury was blind, and he wasn't fighting at his top because of it.
It was a good hit, wild, but strong, landing right and heavy at his ribs, impacting out through his obliques and forcing Titan to backstep. There was a man who looked more like he belonged in Vegas than at a carnival, or maybe he was part of an Egyptian act there with lions and alligators or something. Either way, Luxor was very much angry looking, and very much up in Titan’s business.
"You are no longer needed, " It was spoken to the woman he still had by the waist. It was time to try out that human-ballistic missile business he and Buddingtonite had worked out- he chucked the poor girl at his assailant like she was a log. "Bend or break."
Lithia_Brandon
First Roll: 18 Total: 18 (1-20) - evens, threw seating at Eternal Sailor Corvus Second Roll: 4 (1-20) - evens, small energy orb Third Roll: 4 (1-20) - evens, small energy orb Fourth, Current: 12 (1-20) - evens, attack Luxor
total:38
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4Total: 4 (1-10)
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 4:45 pm
Sailor Thraen
Nothing like already being in the right place! since he was up on the catwalks, he was right near where many of the tentacles originated- ie horrifically Lovecraftian blokes milling around and oozing.
Grimacing, Thraen ran forward again, grabbing one of the things and bashing it repeatedly into one of the rails until it powdered in his hands. He was breathing fast, trying his best not to start panicking himself. On second realization, maybe being alone and RIGHT there with so many was really a the worst idea he'd ever had.
First Roll: 1 (1-10) - odds, caught by a tentacle Second Roll: 8 (1-10) - even, freedom! Third Roll: 4 (1-10) - even, dusting a youma Fourth, current: 4 (1-10) - even, dusting a youma
While Amethyst might not have been entirely on the up with Star-seeding, Titan's basic had been completed with his lord, and Obsidian was neither stranger nor squeemish about the practice. A sore ribcage wasn't an excuse to stop any more than bruises from the flat of a sword had been, so he took a few of the rows like normal people took stairs two-at-a-time to cross distance to plug his hand into a another teen's chest, wrenched, and pulled out the glowing orb. His face sterned, fist clenching around the thing. He didn't like it, As would have been done with me by that thing....I know them now, the Youma. The sacrificial lambs to our old gods, that we may do as we are commanded. But heavy the mantle and heavy price..how do we pay this?
First Roll: 18 Total: 18 (1-20) - evens, threw seating at Eternal Sailor Corvus Second Roll: 4 (1-20) - evens, small energy orb Third Roll: 4 (1-20) - evens, small energy orb Fourth Roll: 12 (1-20) - evens, attack Luxor Fifth, Current: 20 (1-20) - evens, Starseeding
With the newly won starseed in his palm, he moved to look for the next victim. He could see that Titan was not only pulling his weight, but throwing other weights around as well, and that pleased the Captain. The lieutenant had a promising future if he kept this up! His thoughts were cut short at the screams of the little girl, proclaiming his feat and her terror could not be ignored. "That will be a few years of therapy for you... assuming these youma don't grab a hold of you."
He wouldn't harm her, but that didn't mean he wouldn't let others hurt her. No need to invoke that Eternal's wrath a second time.
He turned to his next victim, only to feel something cold hit the back of his neck. He pulled a gloved hand back and when he returned it he found the remains of a snowball. He spun around and glared at the brave civilian that had the nerve to strike him, and the gleam in his red eyes was quite murderous. "It. Is. ON."
Kaori_luv
Roll 1: 14 Roll 2: 11 Roll 3: 16
Ivynian rolled 1 10-sided dice:
5Total: 5 (1-10)
Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 6:03 pm
Sailor Thraen
Hesitation was the downfall of most greenhorns, and it was no different in this case. As he was leaning on the rail, gulping air and trying to get a grip, a tendril wrapped around his legs from one of the perpendicular catwalks, and Thraen was hauled off of the grating to swing like a pendulum over the Big Top again.
"Bloody hell get it off!" He flailed ineffectually, nothing to grab in freespace.
First Roll: 1 (1-10) - odds, caught by a tentacle Second Roll: 8 (1-10) - even, freedom! Third Roll: 4 (1-10) - even, dusting a youma Fourth Roll: 4 (1-10) - even, dusting a youma Fifth, Current: 5 (1-10) - odds, caught by a tentacle
total: 22
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10!
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 6:58 pm
Ivynian
Luxor was startled when the poor civilian was thrown at him, catching her and flopping over under her. It did not stop his rage, though, only making him more angry. He pushed her away from him, not as gentle as someone trying to protect these people should have been, and got to his feet.
"Damn you! You have no right to be here!" He yelled furiously, red faced but now it wasn't embarrassment that had him fuming. He charged again, aiming to tackle the big lug of a Lieutenant.
He was not daunted by size or force or strength. He was willing to put himself at risk not to defend the innocent, not really, but to save his poor carnival. To save his pride.
These people needed to leave. He would fight with all he had to get them out of there.
Kaori_luv generated a random number between
1 and 5 ...
4!
Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 7:31 pm
She was so worked up that she couldn't find the exit. She was crying and calling out for her mother and generally terrified. She tried over a body and scrambled back, eyes as big as saucers looking shocked, staring at the person. Who ... who ... who was breathing?
The person wasn't dead, just apparently knocked out and so Leah leaned forward to giving the person a few pats in an attempt to wake them. "Wake up. You have to wake up! If you dont ...," she started frantically, but the warning ended in a scream as she herself was plucked from the ground.
"No," she scream kicking her legs and jerking to and fro, "someone, help me please. Please don't let them kill me. Please, please!"
She was crying now, full on water works, pounded her little fist on the tentacle trying to desperately to free herself, while pleading for help.
That one from earlier was on the offensive again, this time plowing into Titan like a raging football tackle. They both landed in a large heap over the bleachers, Titan frowning at the man grappling in a skirt on him.
"Persistance should be rewarded." Since the strange man was showing so much skin anyway, might as well appreciate it and do his job at the same time? Luxor was right there to grab, anyway, so Titan reached for a handful and energy drain at the same time.
Lithia_Brandon
First Roll: 18 Total: 18 (1-20) - evens, threw seating at Eternal Sailor Corvus Second Roll: 4 (1-20) - evens, small energy orb Third Roll: 4 (1-20) - evens, small energy orb Fourth Roll: 12 (1-20) - evens, attack Luxor Fifth Roll: 20 (1-20) - evens, Starseeding Sixth Roll: 10 (1-20) - Evens, attempt to drain Luxor
