Maybe Justin took a quick glance at Liam and thought about punching some sense into him.
That and maybe giving Harvard a cup check.
" I dunno, that smack he gave My little nightmare earlier looked pretty real, what about you?" he stated loudly, egging it on. "How real are you and whats this about roll call? I heard there was going to be pizza here."
It was getting creepy, really fast, but running was not an option, just yet.
HP: 45/50
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[ Infection Rate ]: 30/100
Character's name: Justin Sider Character's faction: District 1 (University) Character's journal link: Link to journal here Character's survival stats: Justin SiderView Jersey Number: 06 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 6'ft 2 in (188 cm) Dusty Blonde buzzed on one side and long on the other (and a little disheveled), Lanky, Slightly built and really wants to have a good shave to deal with the stubble. Gravely deep voice of dissaproval is present.
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 6:42 pm
"I'm not." Glanced back at the light bobbing in the darkness. "I'm not a joke." It was playing at his insecurities. Every awful thing he had ever felt about himself, and about Austin. Not a joke, not worthless, not lost. Not not not.
"Corey, tell me where you are." Or just keep talking, he'd find her. He'd save her. It was closer now. Just a little bit further.
He stopped, suddenly, as Austin's name was announced, jersey number, status: Lost. it had him drawing in a slow, shaking breath. Made him hesitate, turning again, looking back at the light.
Austin. Harvard. Lost. Not to be trusted. They wanted him gone. They wanted him dead. They wanted. They wanted...wanted...
"s**t, we need to get to Liam, fast." The words were escalating, baiting Liam. "Liam! Come back!" He rubbed his forehead and then squeezed Austin's arm reassuringly. Harvard hadn't missed that waver in his voice, but they could do this.
"I think it's definitely ignoring us in favor of Liam. We need to hurry." He kept his hand on Austin's sleeve, loathe to let go let they be separated.
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 6:54 pm
_______________________________"They're coming for you."
"But you found me."
_______________________________"you f o u n d me"
"Liam Johnson - Jersey 22 - is S A F E"_________________
____________________"You are one of us, Liam."
"You are safe. The others are lost."__________________________________
"The others are infected!"
The creature that used to be Corey materialized out of the shadows. Green eyes glowed brightly in the darkness, the mass of grinning teeth reflected in the light. It grabbed Liam tightly from behind, all four arms clinging, mouths biting, pulling him back into her madness. The relief of having someone safe.
The panic of losing the rest of them.
The pain of failure, close to the heart.
WORLD BOSS ENCOUNTER
HP: 42/50 AUTO DAMAGE: 5 per attack Special Effect: At first glance, this Boss looks familiar…but then you notice the eyes. Numerous green eyes open and close along it's form, appearing at any angle. Shark-toothed cheshire grins split from no where and disappear as if they never existed. It seems to be looking for something… Escape Mechanics: Once this Boss has taken 8 damage, it will flee on its own.
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 6:55 pm
Austin was still shaking, like he couldn't quite help it, but the touch would help some, at least. He brought the light briefly up to Harvard's face, perhaps just to make sure that it really was Harvard, and then bobbed his head in an agreeing nod. They could move more quickly, now, Austin reaching out to keep hold of Justin on his other side.
"********..." He almost never swear, and never said that. Liam's breath left him in a wavering whoosh as the thing that was Corey emerged from the dark. Taller. Wrong, all wrong. "Co..corey?" Not her. This couldn't be her. It wasn't right. This wasn't happening/ He was just...seeing things again. Like Harvard has said, earlier. Just his mind playing tricks. Just this place. Just-
Hands grabbed him, dragging him forward, and what had been one injury became many as teeth sank in from every angle. It tore a scream from in, loud and ragged, that echoed down the corridor. Jesus, it hurt. Why?
You have sinned.
"RUN!" It wasn't Corey. Lies, nothing but lies to needle and prickle, just like the teeth. Oh God the teeth. Grinding, gnawing. "Run away!"
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[ Infection Rate ]: 65 /100
Name: Liam Johnson Faction: University Rank: Sophmore Character's journal link:Here Weapon: Crow bar Status: 30 HP
It was sickening, but effective. The one who called them here was already trying to single out Liam. Justin kept a firm hold on his shovel as he called out to him. "You idiot, don't go too far without us!"
and the trap was sprung, like a mantis it grabbed and held close and Liam's life was in its vice like grasp. "Crap, LIAM!" The sounds that were animalistic, ravenous, feral and grotesque and filled him with revulsion. "Oh I'm as real as this curb stomp im going to give your face!" afraid or not, he was more afraid for the brunettes life. moving closer to give the eyes a wallop with the back side of the shovel with shaky hands and a shakier conviction.
[ Equipping Shovel - 28-6 ]
HP: 40/50 DMG: 2 Boss HP: ??/??
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[ Infection Rate ]: 25/100
Character's name: Justin Sider Character's faction: District 1 (University) Character's journal link: Link to journal here Character's survival stats: Justin SiderView Jersey Number: 06 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 6'ft 2 in (188 cm) Dusty Blonde buzzed on one side and long on the other (and a little disheveled), Lanky, Slightly built and really wants to have a good shave to deal with the stubble. Gravely deep voice of dissaproval is present.
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9, 1Total: 10 (2-20)
Last time this creature had come out of the woodworks, Austin had run for the hills -- wisely, probably, considering how hard this thing hit. But this time, fueled by panic and concern, still coming off his success with the unicorn-monster that hopefully wasn't actually Charlie, he leaned in to the trouble, running at Corey with crowbar in hand and light bobbing in the darkness.
He didn't hit very hard, but he connected, at least. "Shut up! Liam, stop listening to her."
HP: 31/50 DMG: 2
Zyphiris rolled 1 10-sided dice:
6Total: 6 (1-10)
Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 7:10 pm
He could hear the radio signal somehow.
Roll call will be taken soon.
Head back to base.
But where, and how? Had everybody else left already? He began to wring his hands in panic, quickening his pace through the corridor. No, wait for me, I'm still here. I'm not lost.
There were noises coming from the hospital wing, voices talking, and then angry shouts. There was somebody here, he was not dreaming.
“Who... is that?” he muttered, staring at the figure that was glowing green. And then there was teeth.
“That's not Corey,” he spoke firmly, though it sounded more like he was simply rationalizing with himself.
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[ Infection Rate ]: 55/100 Character's name: Prof. Peter Kim Character's faction: University Character's journal link:here Character's survival stats: Peter KimView Jersey Number: 19 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER a slightly haggard looking middle-aged man. Grey-haired, perpetually sighing and cleaning his dusty spectacles
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2, 4Total: 6 (2-8)
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"Hello, Professor Kim. You are, essentially, correct," he said calmly, watching as both Austin and Justin ran at the thing. Liam was certainly in a predicament and while Harvard was honestly feeling quite worn out. ******** young kids. But he couldn't leave them alone.
He ducked to the side of Corey, digging his knife into her.
HP: 21/50 (miscalculation form this morning - forgot about reset last night) DMG: 4
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 7:21 pm
______________________"I am Corey"
"I am Corey"____________
"Roll Call must be taken."
____________"Need to keep you safe----"
"NeeeeeDDd all of you sssaAfe"___________________________________________
"Safe"
"safe"___________________
help he l p h e l p
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Liam had been pushed aside without a thought, and one of her arms reached out, claws and teeth aiming for Justin next. Austin's attack glanced, but when Harvard attacked her, she shrieked.
Every mouth, open in agony.
It faded back into the shadows, taking with it the smothering tension, the weight of her panic, and the pressure of her need to succeed.
Nearby though, there was a crate: It had five bottles of water inside.
WORLD BOSS ENCOUNTER
HP: 34/50 AUTO DAMAGE: 5 per attack Special Effect: At first glance, this Boss looks familiar…but then you notice the eyes. Numerous green eyes open and close along it's form, appearing at any angle. Shark-toothed cheshire grins split from no where and disappear as if they never existed. It seems to be looking for something… Escape Mechanics: Once this Boss has taken 8 damage, it will flee on its own.
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Justin has +10 infection! Justin gains +1 Water Bottle!
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Austin gains +1 Water Bottle!
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Liam gains +1 Water Bottle!
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Harvard gains +1 Water Bottle!
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Peter gains +1 Water Bottle!
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Before the monster had fully disappeared, Austin leaned into it once again, bringing the crowbar around like a baseball bat -- and instead of catching Corey, he clipped Liam, instead, just enough to leave a little bruise, just enough to leave him blinking and staring into the darkness. His flashlight had gone out, dropped somewhere along the way, and now that the battle was over, the panic started to kick back in.
He turned in place to blink frantically at the rest of them.
Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 7:40 pm
All Justin saw was eyes. Green eyes, horrific green eyes of big brother or big sister. Eyes that could see into him, through his very being.
and teeth.
sharp and angled teeth set in a vicious smile. and fangs, fangs that promised pain.
So many teeth. My shiny teeth and me. The teeth was closing in and promised safety, ever closer so he could feel the saliva nearing his supple flesh.
and it was gone, backward, screaming away into the shadow and him with no injuries other than the mental imprint of its bite marks. Shaky legs gave way to the floor, with the shovel falling out of limp hands. "Holy. Crap."
HP: 40/50
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[ Infection Rate ]: 35/100
Character's name: Justin Sider Character's faction: District 1 (University) Character's journal link: Link to journal here Character's survival stats: Justin SiderView Jersey Number: 06 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 6'ft 2 in (188 cm) Dusty Blonde buzzed on one side and long on the other (and a little disheveled), Lanky, Slightly built and really wants to have a good shave to deal with the stubble. Gravely deep voice of dissaproval is present.
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He was released so suddenly and unexpectedly he stumbled, staying upright by the grace of God as an out reached hand caught the wall and clung for balance. Then, that balance was gone, head snapping to the side as something hard clipped the side of his jaw and sent him down in a heap on the floor.
Blood spotted his arms, lower on his back, legs, sides. Bites, scattered across the whole of his back, some larger than others, some worse than others. Pale skin had gone parchment white, dotted with beads of sweat across his brow, upper lip. Hair clinging damply where it had come from free from the headband he'd been wearing. Too hot, and freezing, all at once. He was shaking, fingertips curling against the dirty tile as he pulled his limbs in, pushing himself up on hands and knees.
Everything was white noise. A loud static in his head that flickered and popped. Voice breaking through the snow, snippets of conversation. He blinked in the dimness, brows furrowed, as glassy eyes caught something, following it, before regaining a modicum of focus. "You hit me..." His voice was weak, throat dry, and when he coughed to clear it it made him drop to his elbows, head down, as the slice on his back pulled painfully.
"Jesus. this place is Hell."
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[ Infection Rate ]: 65 /100
Name: Liam Johnson Faction: University Rank: Sophmore Character's journal link:Here Weapon: Crow bar Status: 30 HP
