Kenta jumped out of the way as G's shadowy self died to another's attack..
"Welp.. that's one way to kill em." He sad as he watched that person wreck the shadow. Then he turned to attack the creature that had followed him here. It was a lot easier to hit.. and didn't hurt as much! Perhaps because it was so much smaller! OOC:
BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Picture of him! Kenta is an undead werewolf with some bad anger issues and a love of raw meat and blood. He tries his best to be optimistic and make friends as he hates to be alone. Just don't get him near running or deep water: he is deathly afraid of it! (tiny streams not so bad. Puddles he can stand.. B A T H is EVIL INCARNATE! He showers and pretends its rain).
She could taste blood now and unfortunately it was her own. One arm moved up to wipe her mouth, dragging a smear of red with it. The smack had been hard and she could already feel her body growing tired.
Others had shown up (thank GOD), but with them had come a few new unwanted faces. Her knife went out and jabbed at the first blob monster she saw.
Name: Spooky Faction: Student Suspecies/Division: Demon/Imp General appearance: [Image] 5'6 in height, petite frame. Has two mini wings and a spaded tail. Orange hair, slight elf-shaped ears. Amber eyes. HP: 30/30
Ghouliboo
Feral Cat
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Nio Love rolled 2 12-sided dice:
3, 2Total: 5 (2-24)
Thank Jack that Shadow G was gone! The monster growled aggressively at the blob monster that was harassing his newfound friends, immediately charging forward to lung at it with teeth and claws bared.
Good thing he missed. That was incredibly helpful for everyone involved.
Kimberly blinked as she was waved at, and with a little bit of a gaping expression she waved back. Ohhhkay... that was not expected. She shook her head slightly and started to attack the next creature to step up. It was like a angry assembly line of things that wanted to kill them all. Now was not the time to fight one another, now was the time to survive.
Kenta attacked the legs first, making sure the thing couldn't run away.. It was nice being able to fight freely.. though it'd be better if he could use his real form!
BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Picture of him! Kenta is an undead werewolf with some bad anger issues and a love of raw meat and blood. He tries his best to be optimistic and make friends as he hates to be alone. Just don't get him near running or deep water: he is deathly afraid of it! (tiny streams not so bad. Puddles he can stand.. B A T H is EVIL INCARNATE! He showers and pretends its rain).
He'd never seen a human move so ferociously, and G instinctively recoiled when he saw how brutally the other turned as though to take him out too. Winded and injured, the monster hunkered down a little, clamping a hand to his side as though that would heal his hurts.
"Um," He rumbled timidly, his ear fins fanning with his nervousness as he kept an eye on the infected beasts still closing in on them. "Am G. Robjeff????"
Tsunake
Territorial Friend
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Nio Love rolled 2 12-sided dice:
7, 12Total: 19 (2-24)
Christ almighty, if Robert hadn't already been talking to the guy, he'd be severely biased concerning whether he was any good or not. Fortunately, Robert had already cast judgement. G, no matter how big, or green, or monsterish, was a Good Guy.
He put Jezebel down for a moment, and held his hand out. "Just Robert's fine." He offered. But the handshake was never meant to be, because the blobby monster from earlier tried to shake him, and Jezebel came soaring down in a wide arc to slice right through the shadowy fiend, splitting his entire body in two.
It was a gruesome sight, but he'd seen worse. Much worse.
The blobs seemed to die faster than the shadows and Spooky kept that in mind as she rushed the second, grotesque fogbeast. Her knife raised, she swung with what limited strength she had left.
Name: Spooky Faction: Student Suspecies/Division: Demon/Imp General appearance: [Image] 5'6 in height, petite frame. Has two mini wings and a spaded tail. Orange hair, slight elf-shaped ears. Amber eyes. HP: 30/30
Seeing another Hunter was a bit of a relief to Kimberly who nodded her head in greeting to him before yelping as her own shadow stepped to the fore. Really? She had to fight herself? How sick was that. Still leaving Chinthliss at her waist she swung the fishing rod, taking advantage of the strange thing the man she had rescued was carrying.. because she could.
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Rescuer Hunter: Kimberly Whitmore Faction: Hunter Suspecies/Division: Sun HP: 32/50
Kenta kept an eye on the human approaching G, that guy moved fast! And hit like a truck, he thought as he saw his blob go down. Gotta be careful of that one!
He joined the smallish imp attacking the other blob. Just this and a shadow to go through then he could rest and take stock of the rest of the group! OOC:
BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Picture of him! Kenta is an undead werewolf with some bad anger issues and a love of raw meat and blood. He tries his best to be optimistic and make friends as he hates to be alone. Just don't get him near running or deep water: he is deathly afraid of it! (tiny streams not so bad. Puddles he can stand.. B A T H is EVIL INCARNATE! He showers and pretends its rain).
robot kitten
Tipsy Pirate
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Nio Love rolled 2 12-sided dice:
8, 3Total: 11 (2-24)
Slicing through that bulbous twin to the monster that had followed him felt a lot more satisfying than trying to kill a shadow. Robert turned towards the creature and laid down another hard slice, all but severing him to pieces. So close, and yet. So far.
"JusRobert." G parroted obediently, his fins spiking with alarm when he saw the other blob monster take a swipe at Spooky. He actually connected this time, smashing into the beast. With a roar, his jaws opened up wide and clamped down on one of the thing's heads, ripping it free with a savage, aggressive shaking of his shoulders.
It tasted horrible, and he spat it out with a 'pleh', stumbling to his feet and wiping his jaw.
The rest seemed to be going after the blob monster and she shrugged and turned to it as well, swinging the fishing rod wickedly, her body moving on its own, balancing on her toes nimbly as if dancing. Before she struck though the thing was taken down and she spun faster hitting her shadow self. "Hey! I am the only one that can be me thanks,"
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Rescuer Hunter: Kimberly Whitmore Faction: Hunter Suspecies/Division: Sun HP: 27/50
