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revenant aria rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 3
Total: 9 (2-20)
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 Posted: Sun May 05, 2013 8:48 pm
Aisa needed Mark away from that tile, although these defenseive hunters were becoming quite a problem.
Defense was always a problem for Aisa, who took a distinctively offensive position most of the time.
damage: 3
hp: 100/100
fear attacks: 2/3
marks defense: 17 - 11 (invi's) - 3 (aisa's) = 3 defense points left
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OnionGrump rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 3
Total: 13 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun May 05, 2013 8:48 pm
The moment the horsemen moved to attack Mark, Ryan switched from defensive to offensive and struck back, moving protectively between Mark and his attacker.
"You're not getting a second chance to kill him." He snarled, striking at Shik's side with all five points of his claws, before he followed up with a punch with his other hand, which was aimed for the face.
HP: 50/50
Target: Shik
Damage: 7
Charges: 1/3
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LividPeas rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 3
Total: 10 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun May 05, 2013 8:48 pm
Thankful for Ryan sticking around, she turned her attention back to the threat ahead.
Tch, he was calling her an ape? When his appearance seemed more accurate for the description? The nerve.. "Oh my, it sounds like you got a little attached to me." she spoke, managing a small grin. "Well, you'll be pleased to know, that I will make it my mission in life to end you." Why did this guy always upset her so much? Always! ever since she had encountered him! He made her blood boil!
With the Shik returning to attack Mark, yet again, Kat stepped in to shoot the large horsemen in the arm which held the dagger.
"BACK OFF!"
HP: 50/50
Target: Shik
Damage: 4
Charge Y2: Rapid Fire: 0/3 (Swift Strikes)
Charge Y3: Charged Whisker: 1/3 (Gamblers Chance)
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Posted: Sun May 05, 2013 8:51 pm
"Jake, tell me you're still with Lightning."
He was far enough away that he couldn't see where any of them were, something that made him intensely apprehensive, his heart in his throat. He had heard the swear from Jake, which meant that the other was alive and awake, but he hadn't heard anything from Stormy yet -
- and then he could. Gale's shoulders visibly relaxed, his fingers tightening on the headset.
"...Lightning? You okay there?"
[ HP: 60/60
Target: N/A
Damage: N/A
Charge: 3/3 - 0/2
Runics: Chains, Trapping Gun ]
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bipolar bee rolled 6-sided dice:
Total: 0 (-0)
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Posted: Sun May 05, 2013 8:52 pm
well i have to actually designate how many dice don't i
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kuropeco rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 3
Total: 10 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun May 05, 2013 8:52 pm
She was uncharacteristically cold to him, but he knew he deserved it, knew that she was hurt by what he had said and what he had done. Mengyao's throat, dry from both the arid air and the heat and their current situation, felt as though he had swallowed the sand that surrounded them.
His head felt as though it were going to split open.
"I - don't - know - " Mengyao hissed out through gritted teeth, reaching up both hands to press them against his temples, his fingers curling into tight, white-knuckled fists. The voices rose and swelled like the rising tempest, a hard, whining pressure inside of his skull that kept building and building.
He could hear voices - where was Senga -
Mengyao's arrows flew outwards, though they didn't go too far.
[ HP: 100/100
Target: Mark
Damage: 4
FEAR: Y2 Chill
L.A.s: Speed Boost, Stealth ]Zoobey hit for uhhhh...4...I think...or 1..../idk
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bipolar bee rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun May 05, 2013 8:53 pm
Tuck stood his ground. Five minutes had never lasted so long, and he wasn't feeling very confident about making it out of this sandy, scorched Hell alive. pinchmonster Defending Mark for: 6 HP: 40/40
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Posted: Sun May 05, 2013 8:53 pm
The horsewoman of War extended her hand a little brush the backs of Invictus', the touch affectionate and all the answer she had needed. He wasn't concerned, but he had no answer for her. Conquest was just as puzzled by the turn of events as War was, apparently.
But Eris had a different theory as to what had happened. While Invictus inquired after the time keeper, War's Protector was looking at the hunters with a puzzled expression. Specifically, her eyes settled on the one who was asking for more time, the one with the laptop who had died trying to do... something... only to reappear after a different hunter had taken up the mantle. What were they doing, these ants? For the first time since they'd appeared there, she wondered about why they had appeared int his spot. For the horsemen it had been obvious -- Medea had brought them there, most likely to find an artifact which was buried beneath the sand... likely deep within the Leviathan's belly. Or perhaps she had wanted them to have killed the Leviathan. It was Medea, as always it was hard to tell what she wanted. But the hunters? What purpose had they here?
More importantly, what were they doing with that piece of technology?
"What did you do?" she asked with a benign curiosity, her eyes shifting between Sam and Mark before they swiveled around to take in the other hunters, all of whom seemed panicked and disorganized and overall very unsettled by the turn of events.
She didn't get her answer, but as the trail of flowers appeared, settling around Mark, she found she had been looking in the right direction. There was something strange going on with those Hunters, her curiosity turning into distrust, her eyes narrowing a bit as she stared at him, hard. So when the voices came, Medea's voice calling from where he sat, she shut herself off from the Death Priestess' voice, refusing to listen to whatever it is the voice, false or otherwise, crooned to her.
"I don't trust you." But was she talking to Mark? Or to Medea?
It didn't matter. The end result was the same. Insanity had made her whole. It burned, and it demanded everything from her in return, but that was who she was, wasn't it? Volatile like fire... volatile like Insanity. Invictus belonged to the world of the sane and the crafty, not she. She belonged to the flurry of emotions which would consume her... she knew that over time, she would become lost to it, her sanity gone, and that eventually it would turn her to dust. That was her destiny, she was certain. There was no other way... had been no other way since she had been trapped on that island.
She owed Medea nothing. Medea was of Death, the only Clan Leader who had not perished in that spire. She blamed him for it, would forever blame him for the loss of her Lady, the one whom had sacrificed herself so that she might live. And then of course, miraculously it had been his right hand which had stepped up to take leadership of all four clans who were now Lost, assuming a right which was not hers, which unified them... but gave her power. Conspiracy and corruption. She had her hunches.
So, whether it was Medea or Hunter, it was Insanity to whom she should listen... right?
Watching as both Aisa and Invictus went after Mark, Eris faltered, for once seeming uncertain.
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun May 05, 2013 8:55 pm
Sherry hugged Nevada back. Real, real and alive. Then she stepped back and nodded. "Ok. That's what I got out of it, too." It being the strange turn of events that led them back. "Yeah. Like Groundhog Day." She couldn't help but smile at that reference. "Yes. We had better keep an eye on them," she nodded in agreement, her eyes following Nevada's nod. She knew didn't know Stormy well, but she liked the trainee. Much like Nevada. They were good people. And Jake...was Jake. Armagnac grumbled. "Yeah. Nobody dies this time." She stayed next to Nevada, and kept Jake and Stormy in her sight while she summoned Armagnac.
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Wandered rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 7
Total: 14 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun May 05, 2013 8:56 pm
Hearing his voice behind her, she gave the other horseman a little shrug, feeling just generally aggrivated by a mixture of this pile of hunters watching over the one with the machinery, and generally being stuck in this sandy ******** place. If Lifen was the kind to swear, she would make a pirate blush.
Allowing a well aimed arrow to fly, she attempted to crack the defense of pile up. They needed some kind of break, or something big would eat them again - She was sick of this already.
"Mengyao, glad to see you have remembered my existance. You need to shake this." She murmured quietly enough, giving him a sharp look again as she lowered her bow, watching whatever carnage was going on now. STATZ HP: 100/100 Target: - Damage: 14 - 6 - 6 defense is... 2? Fear: Y2 The Eye
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medigel rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 9
Total: 13 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun May 05, 2013 8:56 pm
Shik snickered. "A life's mission of revenge? You have a little bit of War in you, don't you, little huntress." Oh he did have an interest in the huntress, much like a predator took interest in its prey. The smirk was wiped off his face as the other bothersome hunter smashed his gauntlets across his face, and though his shield took the brunt of it, the action could not go unnoticed.
"No? I can do the next best thing."
He shoved Ryan away with a bat of his wings and struck Mark and his laptop one last time.
Quote: HP: 89 Damage: 7 Target: Mark Fear: Y2 Chill LA: Speed Boost Mark's HP for my sanity: 8/15 + 12 defense as of Melvin's post below vvv we killed it okay herp math: Laptop took 18 damage total
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Ravvlet rolled 1 8-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun May 05, 2013 8:57 pm
The horseman's onslaught didn't stop, but they held the line.  HP: 50/50 Target: Mark Damage done: Defending for 3 Charge: Items: Runic Bandage (x1)
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MoonKitsune rolled 1 8-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun May 05, 2013 8:58 pm
Looking around, Melvin noticed no more spikes above ground. That didn't mean they wouldn't be in trouble once whatever it was below them decided to rise up. Portals were vital now.
Moving over, he took a spot near Mark and threw up more defense with the others. They needed out of here.
HP: 50/50
Target: Mark
Defending: 7
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Posted: Sun May 05, 2013 8:58 pm
They were back again, back at the beginning, and Ofelia looked down at her foot and the lack of stab through it. Stormy was in one piece, Jordan wasn't all kinds of crazy either, and -saddest of all - Jake was not dead. Truly a tragic moment for everyone, or so Ofelia thought, and a faint cackle in the back of her head had the hairs om her neck raise up. The reset had not sent Rue away like she'd hoped, but rather the Boo Hag was more than there and more than willing to make it known now.
All the spikes were down, or at least it looked that way, so the whole dying by a weird dragon seemed less likely. There was a chance though now that they wouldn't get back? Why had they returned in the first place? Would Ofelia properly explain to Stormy why she attacked her? Maybe the trainee wouldn't even remember and that was entirely for the best.
So now what should she do? Rue was still softly chuckling in her mind and that set Ofelia more at unease than anything else. More than the fact this was a place of bugs, or where Julie died, or where she'd just watched people she knew and cared about die. A song, a simple laugh and song, had her almost at a panic.
Maybe she needed to hit something, that could always calm her down. Ofelia was away from the rest of the group, just standing idly and watching them all move. It was like she was watching a movie or something.
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Posted: Sun May 05, 2013 9:05 pm
There was no time to question why Robert knew about niche physics principles. Mimsy's eyes lit up and it looked like she thought they might actually have a chance; had she taken a few minutes to really think about the implications of Robert inciting optimism, she probably would not have bothered saying anything else. "You do?! You understand, then, that its application to this scenario means that continually altering these outcomes and producing greater amounts of inconsistency within the CTC are forcing us closer and closer to paradoxical existences that threaten the allowance of new local physics?" To Lucky's question she responded only by shaking her head, glancing at the bandages before speaking again. " Have you noticed the sun? We are already experiencing a particle shift - if we do not choose our actions very wisely, we risk becoming logical fallacies ourselves. We risk nonexistence." She anxiously tapped her fingers against her thigh, frowning when her gaze fell on Lucky again. "I am fine, and appreciative of your attentiveness." The concern that radiated from him was almost overwhelming, and though she couldn't make herself feel bad for him, she could try to calm him down so he could think straight.
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