Santa looked put out for a moment before wiggling his hat some more. < Well what can you do? > he prompted, because the coloring didn't give it away. < You're Nice, yes? Santa doesn't care if you gas him from your rear end so long as you let him and his helpers get first bite. >
He paused. < Gassing would add good flavor, yes, > the demon added thoughtfully, turning a monstrous grin as one of his aforementioned helpers helped strike back Naughty Human. He gave Luk a solid pat on the back. < Lots of pieces, yes~ Though he is thin and scarred. Lean meat, mmmm ~ > He'd probably have to stuff that one to get any good out of the meal.
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Name: "Santa" Species: Gluttony Demon Park Location: Containment Facility Physical Description: Toad-like in that he has a poached stomach, flabby arms, thick legs, and a stubby tail. Curved horns and a rather mossy-colored complexion. The lab techs decided to dress him up in red when they realized that a fat creature in a red suit and white trimmed hat was apparently passable for a holiday icon and a rare moment of absolute comedy. Brief Character Profile: For a barely fed denizen, Santa is surprisingly calm. Having learned to live with little, he transformed the ache of hunger his kind is known for into a well sharpened tool against his oppressors--in a way, he's so far gone he went up the other way and became very, very sane. While smart enough to play dumb around the apes, this demon is easily led by his cravings: flesh, rubber, metal, even other creatures' Fear isn't safe once he gets a good scent in his nose and a rumble form his belly. He might not be the faster or the strongest creature on the island, but he's certainly ranked among the most determined once his mind is set to something.
mare rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 1Total: 7 (2-12)
Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 8:44 pm
Muk followed in after Luk, never more than a footstep behind his friend. Yet he didn't look very happy about having to play follow the leader; it was one thing to follow Luk, and another entirely to follow the big round thing that he was still convinced would make a delicious lunch.
But there were humans here, finally, tasty humans to rip, to tear their squishy flesh from their bones. Muk dove for Cecil's other leg, but like Luk, had a hard time holding on, let alone doing any real damage.
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Action: Attack Target: Cecil Roll Results: 1
My HP: 21/30 My Items: ---
Target HP: 74 (I think, pls correct me if added wrong)
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Name: Muk Species: Dismemberment Goblin Park Location: Faerie Forest Physical Description:The blue one Brief Character Profile: Muk looks like your average goblin kid, albeit a cuter color. He grew up together with Luk, and the purple goblin is his best friend. They both have a basic instinct to rip things apart but due to the tempering nature of their food, this urge is kept in check and their victims are mostly non-living objects, with the occasional bug or small rodent when they can get away with it. Muk isn't very smart and he leaves the thinking up to Luk, preferring to solve his problems with his fists.
[ That HURT! ] Reaver's angry resolve seemed to dissolve into a powerful whimper when the cable's from Cecil's weapon struck her face, adding a new set of gashes to go along with the ones on her back. [ That was my beautiful face! ] And so now returned that fury. Because she was pissed.
And she did not care that Santa wanted Cecil for his own meal. She had been here first - or at least before him - after all. There were a few more others, joining in the battle against this man with the stupid glasses; which was all fine and dandy... perhaps less of a target on her back now since she didn't want anything else to ruin her look. Just as long as they didn't get in her way.
Reaver growled again, taking an opportunity with the two goblins at the legs to keep him steady as she lowered her horns and went at him at ramming speed.
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Name: Reaver Physical Description:behemoth. Though, not as large as what a grown behemoth of Halloween could potentially achieve, Reaver is about the size of a Siberian Tiger and potentially just as mean. Her colors are rather subdued, fitting into what humans would deem more 'natural' with shades of browns and blacks. HP: 22/50 Target: CECIL Roll Results: 13 Target HP: 61/95
Loud. The human was so loud. It was like rage and insanity assaulting Leland's senses. The hippogryph rushed at the man just to try to stop the yelling and taunting.
And if sinking his talons into him felt a little good? Well, that was just bonus.
Name: Leland Species: Hippogryph Desc.: Peregrine Falcon front half and black Gypsy Vanner back half. HP: 25/25 Target: Cecil DMG: 4 Cecil HP: 57
Irisa followed after Akiko, only coming to a sharp stop as she saw Wickett and Cecil. Her ears folding back as she shakes her head. They were mean people, they could hurt them badly. With a small whine, she start backwards until she saw Akiko take off after them.
Shifting forms, she bounds after her friend. She wasn't going to allow her to get hurt. growling at Cecil, she swipes at him, only to tumble over her tail and miss.
Name: Irisa Species: Kirin Park Location: Faerie Forest Physical Description: Standing six foot even, she has pale pinkish skin with pale green markings all over her body. With long silky teal hair that is partially held up with flowers. Pale pink eyes, full of curiosity. In the center or her forehead is curved horn that shimmers a very light green when the light hits it. Often found in her half human form instead of her kirin form. As seen here Brief Character Profile: Young, free spirit, she is a tad skittish when humans are around. Very easy to scare, and over all a very aloof creature.
"I CREATED YOU AND I WILL DESTROY YOU," Cecil roared, weapon whipping around with a fresh blast. He was knocked backward by the various blows from the monstrosities, tumbling with the hippogriff and for a moment scrambled for his inhaler.
He stared down at it.
The plastic suddenly crushed in his hand as though it were paper.
He glanced to see how Wickett was fairing. Maybe they could still get out of this. Destroy them all and escape. Find a boat, a helicopter, anything.
His weapon shot up again, firing forward to spear through several creatures like a shishkebab.
With a low rumble that could have been a groan, Dyxie swerved as the weapon hit him right in the wing, tearing a hole that would hopefully not cripple the dragon. A retaliatory roar was given to Cecil, and the dragon turned his head to Santa.
<< I could tenderize him with a sandstorm, if you'd give me an opening. >> Not that Dyxie actually trusted the demon to even do his job right. He had to do everything around here...
HP: 41 Damage: 0 Target: Cecil Cecil HP: 57
Name: Dyxie Species: Desert Dragon Park Location:Monster Mountain Physical Description: Large, golden scaled dragon with gnarled spikes decorating his face, body, legs, arms, and wings. Brief Character Profile: Vague, Domineering, Controlling, Authoritative
Reaver hurt all over, even from knowing such an attack would be coming. It struck true, hitting the side that Tavast had devastated at the office building. The behemoth hissed, trying to let her seething pain fuel her anger and give her more power to strike at Cecil.
But she hurt and it showed and simply swung at him with her paw - aiming for his face at least.
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Name: Reaver Physical Description:behemoth. Though, not as large as what a grown behemoth of Halloween could potentially achieve, Reaver is about the size of a Siberian Tiger and potentially just as mean. Her colors are rather subdued, fitting into what humans would deem more 'natural' with shades of browns and blacks. HP: 13/50 Target: CECIL Roll Results: 4 Target HP: 53/95
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Toshihiko Two rolled 2 12-sided dice:
9, 2Total: 11 (2-24)
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"The first few batches had voices, you know," Wickett said to the fox, very softly, before twisting the hook deeper into her neck.
They picked at him, and at Cecil, but he didn't lose his focus.
"It's a shame you can't tell me what you think. Maybe you're enjoying yourself. But you've grown up being hand fed. And you've bitten the hand."
He released her, and cut through two of the nearest specimens.
"Do you all think this is wise?"
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Andrew Wickett Target: Akiko, Dyxie, Reaver Damage: 7 HP: 82
Raja rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 10Total: 20 (2-20)
Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 9:40 pm
Apparently the man hadn't seen her. Because even as she pulled her spear loose from the sands he attacked others, even speaking to one. That only bristled her further as she fluttered her wings and folded them before leaping forward again.
That man, no, THESE MEN! They were the reason she'd been locked up, put in a cage for death. They were the ones at fault.
And now it was time to return the favor. A wicked smile slid across her face once more as she jabbed at the man with the spear. At least this time she hit her mark.
Toshihiko Two
14 damage she says hi.
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Name: A.o.D. (Angel) Species: Valkyrie - Reaper Short Description: Long unkempt straight blond hair, sparkling blue eyes, and an age between 14-15. At a glance she looks sweet and innocent and is in a likely now bloody white-ish gray long shirt with shorts. The shirt hangs lower than the shorts so they only matter if she's flying. Her wings are a white-grey color and weapon is a long golden spear. Her appearance earned her name. Her personality extended it.
The ones before her could talk? Akiko wasn't sure what to think about that so she pushed it from her mind. {Oh yes I'm enjoying myself! You might have raised us but you hurt us! Made us fear you!} She was so angry at him that she barely paid notice to the new hurts he had caused. {And then you didn't feed us!} She shot some fox fire at him with a growl.
Toshihiko Two
Action: Attack Target: Andrew Roll Results: 3 Opponent HP: 65
With all the creatures fluttering around the clearing, it was beginning to get a bit crowded. So Banshee flew atop some trees to get a better view of the area. It was somewhat terrifying to her, the masses crowded around these two humans. There was something unsettling about it.
Yet it didn't stop her from breathing a plume of icy wind into the clearing, aimed directly at the small man hacking apart her friends. This was self defense. Self preservation.
Action: Attacking Target: Andrew Wickett Roll Results: 3 Wickett's HP: 62/99
My HP: 46/50 My Items: --
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Name: Banshee (given her to by keepers without ... consideration ...) Species:Frost Wyrm like black skeletal icy dragon thing idk ;_; <3 Physical Description: She's kept in half humanoid most of the time. Currently in dragon form, as picture above. Half humanoid: Black hair dip dyed blue. It's straight and drapes in front of her face something like this. She's mostly skeletal with a glowy blue core, glowy blue eyes- its a deep saturated blue. Outfit is something like this w/ blue/black color scheme. Black skin with skeletal parts. Horns, wings- dragon-y stuff. Also has a foggy fog emitting from her body just to add to general ~spookiness~. When she's not half-humanoid, she's a frost wyrm, as pictured above. Brief Character Profile: Banshee has a very strong sense of justice. She's very calculated, often thinking in percents and proportions. She has a really strong sense of what's right and what's wrong she is the law. She's relatively friendly, but can be somewhat stagnant to interact with. She likes technology and other things she can take apart and put back together. Has a hard time breaking out of her shell, but not neccessarily unfriendly. A speaks-when-spoken-to sort of person.
Kip had been absent for most of the chaos. In fact, there had been no sign of him at all. Until now that was.
:Bansheeee!: The familiar and annoying screech overheard would have alerted the frost wyrm to the harpy's presence; wings flapping frantically as his talons snatched at Cecil but grabbed only air. :You guys left me behind!:
Of course, this was his excuse for getting lost. If it hadn't been for all the yelling and the Fear, Kip probably would still be flying himself in circles.
(( Sorry! Lame post as I try and find my way back into this XD ))
Squinting at the screen, the Centaur was really really angry. {Create and destroy us? Humans, you are just so arrogant.} Elafi didn't care about how the truth was, but no one can harm her companions, as they wished.
The Centaur made a detour while the man was focusing on the attacks from other creatures. She decided to assault from his back where he put the least alert.
Name: Elafi Species: Snow Centaur Park Location: Faerie Forest Physical Description:Picture Reference They are lovely creatures that have a female human torso but equine bottom. Bottom is powerful and more like deer-horse mix with dense fur. Snow Centaur has tanned color skin and dark hair with silver white eyes and lip.
Brief Character Profile: Elafi always thinks that the forest is her homeland and very sensitive to outsiders. Being a centaur, she's quite aloof and headstrong, kinda a control freak. She will fight for what she thinks is correct and very realistic. Haughty and arrogant, she rarely admire or appreciate others' work. Within her kind, she's a pioneer. Lastly, she won't trust anyone easily, skeptical about what you say and will find her own way to discover the "truth". Elafi has one apparent weakness - strong maternal instinct: If you need protection, she's probably a good choice.
As Tavast heard the bellows of Cecil he homed in on them. He and the man had some very unfinished business to attend to. He fully intended on killing the man. Wickett would be gravy.
But... something felt off - like his most favorite thing in the world was had cried out and been silenced. He calked it up to Fluffy being gone, but, he just couldn't shake the feeling of loss and regret.
No matter, something to channel as he charged Cecil, head low, wings spread - roaring his best soul shaking roar.
He must have been more shaken than he thought, as he blew past the man with no damage.
Name: Irisa
