A piece of mangled flesh was stuck to the skull of the last piece. The announcer slowly peeled it off, then dropped the offending piece next to him.
"Left foot."
WORLD BOSS ENCOUNTER
SPECIAL: This boss CANNOT be attacked unless you achieve a bingo! One bingo = one attack! HP: 8/50 AUTO DAMAGE: 5 per attack Special Effect: A fiend that lurches back and forth, the skulls inside the bingo cage clinking and clattering with every erratic movement. Someone took the time to carve the names of various body parts onto the skulls, however why are you looking at that when there's a friggin huge mouth where its torso should be. And instead of legs this... thing is quite literally rolling around via bingo cage. What. To Escape: Escape by fleeing or deal 7 damage to cause the Infected to flee!
Bonus Effects: - Bosses when repelled successfully decrease your infection rate by -10! - If your character "recognizes" the original form of the GM boss, it can ICly call out to them. This will let them do double damage for the rest of the battle!
Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 7:39 pm
"Tongue."
"Neck."
"Brains."
WORLD BOSS ENCOUNTER
SPECIAL: This boss CANNOT be attacked unless you achieve a bingo! One bingo = one attack! HP: 8/50 AUTO DAMAGE: 5 per attack Special Effect: A fiend that lurches back and forth, the skulls inside the bingo cage clinking and clattering with every erratic movement. Someone took the time to carve the names of various body parts onto the skulls, however why are you looking at that when there's a friggin huge mouth where its torso should be. And instead of legs this... thing is quite literally rolling around via bingo cage. What. To Escape: Escape by fleeing or deal 7 damage to cause the Infected to flee!
Bonus Effects: - Bosses when repelled successfully decrease your infection rate by -10! - If your character "recognizes" the original form of the GM boss, it can ICly call out to them. This will let them do double damage for the rest of the battle!
MY CHARACTER GOT BINGO IMAGE LINK OF CARD OR LIST VALUES IN ROWS:
WINNING BODY PARTS I GOT: Liver, Brain, Nose, Cheek, Bones
Marushii
Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 7:53 pm
[ SEREVA ]♤Mall District Survivor -----------------------------
Sereva had heard the clinking, the same kind that she had been haunted before. Though it seemed to all just be a friendly game of bingo. Maybe it would help ease her mind.. maybe it wouldn't. Either way the woman would sit down, picking her card as she prepared for the game. Only to be met with the same shadowed figure she had fought before. Her skin got a cold sweat, feeling a desire to lunge at the shadow. But something held her back. She knew him, she thought she did... but maybe she didn't. Confusion swirled in her mind. Her hand trembling for a moment as she listened to each of the body parts it said.
Her squares were beginning to line up, slowly but surely she thought maybe there would be a good out come out of all of this. In the back of her mind the other voices.. the other parts of Sereva began to stir. Telling her different things at once. Closing her eyes for a moment she kept her calm before opening them again to play this little game of death.
[ Infection Rate ]: 20/100 [-base stat- + effect stat = -new total-] Character HP: 38 [-starting hp- - -damage taken- = -new total-] Character's name: Sereva Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link: [x] Character's survival stats: #77 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Fit body structure, that of a hunter ♠ Grey eyes with a cyan ring through the middle of the iris (contacts) ♠ Vibrant purple hair pulled back in a high pony tail ♠ Punk a** and courageous attitude.
Oh she got a bingo! This meant that she could attack right?! Leiah stood up and yelled "Bingo!" before jumping over her table, hand slipping a little as she went in for the attack
BATTLE STATS
HP: 45/50
Weapon: Kinfe
Base Attack Dice: 2d4 - 2 = 2
Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 8:06 pm
The infected hissed and clanked and clinked as it rolled back from the force of attack. "You -- you -- you said -- You lied!"
The infected rolled backwards and away, bumping into various tables and careening back from Leiah.
"Fingers! Teeth! Left Arm!"
WORLD BOSS ENCOUNTER
SPECIAL: This boss CANNOT be attacked unless you achieve a bingo! One bingo = one attack! HP: 6/50 AUTO DAMAGE: 5 per attack Special Effect: A fiend that lurches back and forth, the skulls inside the bingo cage clinking and clattering with every erratic movement. Someone took the time to carve the names of various body parts onto the skulls, however why are you looking at that when there's a friggin huge mouth where its torso should be. And instead of legs this... thing is quite literally rolling around via bingo cage. What. To Escape: Escape by fleeing or deal 7 damage to cause the Infected to flee!
Bonus Effects: - Bosses when repelled successfully decrease your infection rate by -10! - If your character "recognizes" the original form of the GM boss, it can ICly call out to them. This will let them do double damage for the rest of the battle!
It was like he had been released from the bingo hell, if only briefly and he knew what he needed to do. It was so clear. With his fishing rod in hand he moved toward the creature and swatted at it in a manly fashion. But the moment he did it was like he was pulled back under and he knew he had to sit again and wait his turn. Why. He really didn't know but he continued to play this game.
Damage: 1 Boss HP: 5
OOC
Name:Cecil Halvorson Faction: District 1 (University) Journal :Here Character's stats: View Jersey Number: 35 BRIEF DESCRIPTION: Cecil is tall standing at 6'9" (206cm), platinum gray hair that is long on one side and shaved on the other. It is likely pulled back into a bun for convience. Image reference Status:Oh God what is going on. Currently bloodied and bandaged but able to move around okay. Damage list includes knife wound to the cut, healing bullet wound in the side, bullet wound to the arm, gash across the top of his head. Weapon: Fishing Rod 2d6 -2 [ Infection Rate ]: 20/100 [HP:] 45/50 [Map:] 5/5
"Bingo!" Granny smith let out a cry of happiness be for waltzing up and pulling a knife out of no where.
OOC
MY CHARACTER GOT BINGO IMAGE LINK OF CARD OR LIST VALUES IN ROWS:
WINNING BODY PARTS I GOT: Teeth, bones, heart, left foot, right foot
Marushii
"I've come to collect my prize. Justice!" she yelled in her best batman voice and then stabbed him.
Boss hp: 0 HP: 43 Damage 6
OOC
Character's name: Gracie "Granny" Smith Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:Link Character's survival stats: link BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER And older women with greying dark hair. It was dyed but the roots are clearly greying. She is wearing a batman costume and carrying a shovel. 2d8-6
Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 9:02 pm
Clink, clack.
Clatter clack clink clatter clinkity click clack
CLANK.
The bingo cage shattered, skulls cracking and splintering and separating into shards. KIDNEY HAND HEAD HAIR -- the words fractured and broke, becoming nothing more than letters than dust. The tables, chairs -- everything vanished, save for the slips of Bingo cards.
The shadowy form vanished, revealing a young adult. A frayed, once fancy suit clung to his form stretched over what appeared to be an 80s hero costume. He reached up and removed a shiny, new mask from his face. Those familiar with him would recognize Guy, that one guy from the mall.
He didn't stand up. Instead, Guy crawled off towards the nearest bush and began vomiting into it.
Quote:
World Boss Guy has been defeated!
Everyone in this thread gets a fishing rod! Feel free to claim it in the item usage thread, even if you've received one from another boss!
Everyone's infection meter has been reset to zero!
And suddenly, Rich realized he wasn't alone at all. There were quite a few people from the Mall around, including - Guy? Wait, Guy was there - albeit puking in a bush, so that meant Eights and Jeff had to have made it too, right?
There was Rista, and Drew, and ol' Granny Smith. Hell, the crew was all here. They hadn't left him alone, after all.
Rich would shed a tear if he weren't so keen on asking Guy a few questions. He sauntered over to the disheveled young man, kneeling down and placing a hand on Guy's back, rubbing it in a soothing sort of way. "Say, pardner, how ya feelin'?"
OOC
Infection Rate: 0/100 Character's name: Rich Filth Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:[x] Character's survival stats: [x] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Tall and built like a Kentucky farmer's son, graying hair and beard. Face currently concealed by a Storm Trooper mask.
Guy was currently too busy to give Rich an answer.
OOC
Character's name: Guy Riley Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: Here, #59 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER A guy with several piercings and tattoos, except his tattoos are covered up with a He-Man costume. Despite the apocalypse, he's still sporting yellow contacts that make his eyes look like tiny bats. Currently on top of his He-Man costume he is wearing a frayed once-fancy suit.
Ritsa had heard the sounds of people talking, yelling maybe? And the familiar clinking sound of something she had fought earlier that day. She had followed the sound and arrive on the scene just as Guy had returned to normal. Wincing as she watched him puke into the trees. At least he too was alive, but then came the distinct reminder of her own betrayal. And the memories kept her lingering at the back of the group. She had been asked twice about what had happened in there and she had quietly urged the conversations in other direction. She wasn't sure if G-man had said anything but what she did know. Was that Guy wasn't the twisted person she had thought of him as in the mall, when she was faced with the pressure and fear.
Her mind hadn't been thinking clearly then either. She could only imagine just how hard it was for Guy. Tears pricked her eyes, her heart felt like it was being crushed as she watched Guy. Stepping forward Ritsa finally spoke up. Her voice trembled with fear anxiety, paranoia, guilt, and grief.
"Guy I'm so sorry. I had no idea about the restaurant. Who was she, and why was it Jeffs fault?" Her voice cracked as she spoke. "Is there any way to make it up to you?" Tears slipped down her face as she took another step forward.
OOC
[ Infection Rate ]: o/100 Character's name: Ritsa Tiblon Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:Journal Character's survival stats: GO Ritsa TiblonView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Slender build, Auburn hair that has been tied back into two separate braids reaching down to her hips. And blue eyes. She stands about 5'1''. Costume: What the avatar is wearing Rank: 3
yep this thing
QUOTE MORE PEOPLE IF YOU ARE TALKING OT THEM
Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 9:22 pm
Rich continued to rub Guy's back until he finished puking, because that's what friends did.
"So, whenever yer ready, jest go ahead n' tell u why y'all went an' ate Jeff."
A familiar voice caught his attentions. Rista? Rich turned his head to the girl, saw the look on her face. "What're ya goin on about there, little lady? What happened at that restaurant?"
... "Where's Jeff? All's I heard was tha' ya just ate his ear..."
OOC
Infection Rate: 0/100 Character's name: Rich Filth Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:[x] Character's survival stats: [x] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Tall and built like a Kentucky farmer's son, graying hair and beard. Face currently concealed by a Storm Trooper mask.
Gretel heard of a loud uproar coming from the direction of the fence, when she arrived, she saw Guy there. Now they have Titania (she never correct her), 888 and Guy but they lost Rebecca and Jeff. How? How they lost the kind good man? She slowly scanned the people presented, there were some not from mall faction but she guessed they helped to return sanity back to Guy.
She watched as Guy threw up, couldn't hold himself. "What's matter? I come late." Then Ritsa joined in, seemed to know something but she never tell when she asked, she simply cried. Gretel made a noncommittal expression for the witch girl to show up.
OOC
Character's name: Gretel Sweet Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:HERE Character's survival stats: GO BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: 23, Grey eyes, short hair dyed in silver grey and wearing a pair of lavender colored frame. Don't ask about Hansel :/ [ LOOK LIKE THIS ] Infection rate: 0/100 [RESET~!]
