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 Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 4:57 pm
Sosiqui Strait Jacket Girl Sosiqui Strait Jacket Girl Sosiqui Somehow, the total lack of response was more irritating than anything else - at least Malodore seemed partially inured to the effects of this particular song. "When I take your head," it said, conversationally, as it slipped a few pointy implements out of its sleeves, "I will stitch your mouth shut, and then you will never sing again. Not even if I re-animate you." With that, the plague doctor let fly a small fusillade of surgical tools that really weren't meant for throwing, but they were sharp! Several of them even hit the target! Malodore's HP: 17
Enemy HP: 4 (2 damage) Heedless of the sharp surgical tools Chuck continues to sing. "Ho Ho Ho and Merry Go So SOSOSO!!!" He hops toward you with his dangerously hard box and metal handles. "I know a song that gets on every bodies nerves!!! Every bodies Nerves and THIS IS HOW IT GOES!!!" Its quite possible that his hard box could hurt you if his singing doesn't cause your ears to bleed. HP: 4 Damage: 1 Gah! That was quite possibly the worst. song. ever. Malodore stumbled backwards, partially to get away from the song and partially because great Candlejack, that thing was like a bulldozer when it got moving! Fortunately, that was when Luce tore her way out of the snowbank and launched herself at the toy again. She didn't do much, but in her frenzied leap she managed to tear a chunk out of the soft, vulnerable part of the enemy. Malodore's HP: 16
Enemy HP: 3 (1 damage)"BLACK SOCK THEY NEVER GET DIRTY, THE LONGER YOU WEAR THEM THE BLACKER THEY GET!!!" He seems to wince as a soft chuck is torn but else wise he seems unaffected. HP: 3Damage: 3Ow ow ow ow dannazione all'inferno! But even as the song enfolded Malodore in rapturous horrific JOY, the plague doctor struck back. It was now out of scalpels and other suitable implements, true, but it had one other weapon. Malodore grabbed its tail and whirled on the beast, wielding the wicked spike on the end like a blade. It hurt a bit, and its tail would probably ache for a bit. It hurt the toy worse. Malodore's HP: 13
Enemy HP: DEAD.
Did you kill it? You totally killed, right?! The thing disappears into its box. It had looked pretty beaten up...but...you don;t really want to check and make sure. Suddenly something pops out of the box, and if you made a girly little sissy scream at that moment, probably no one would blame you. Except that they totally would. But hey, at least it was a present that popped out this time!
HP: 0
LOOT:
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 4:58 pm
Tybalt watched the greetings between the two and noted that the Siren was thankfully sober. He was kind of freaky when he made that... How would you explain that sort of face? Special? Whatever, it was just not normal!
"Had nothing to do with it." He finished Lucien's sentence, before he the Sylph could finish it himself. How many times was he going to have to say it? Couldn't he see that everyone else was incapable of using their natural abilities. Reindeer or no, he would have lost his abilities on this trip anyways.
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 5:00 pm
Actually, Malodore did want to go check and find out.
In a minute.
Once the world stopped spinning.
Luce scooped up the present and then bounded over to Malodore, whining faintly. "Lo sto bene," the plague doctor murmured.
Ouch.
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 5:00 pm
Once again Christof's mind was ringing with a voice in his head. Be careful- Picked up frequency of attack- well that much was obvious, he could tell as he slowed the griffin to get a better look of the madness. It seemed they were at the end of their fights, mostly. Suddenly, the thought occurred that maybe his brain was malfunctioning- echoes in his mind? Were his thoughts supposed to sound like someone else's voice? What if he hit his head harder than he thought in that train accident, or when that tree dropped him! If his leg was having this much trouble staying reattached, *what about his brain*?
His grip on Tahki's ears tightened as his breathing quickened. Just... keep your bearings. Someone was staring at him, he realized, a purple demoness with writhing hair and blank eyes in a featureless face, and his brows furrowed a moment- but there! Behind her! Another kick and he urged the poor abused Griffin past Riley in a lurching feline gate before he tugged back so hard on Tahki's ears that the griffin reared back as he came to a stop in front of Sin. He let go of one ear to grope about in his pocket, but his attempt at suave romanticism was blundered by his frozen, trembling stiff fingers fumbling over the bell as it clattered to the snow below them.
Well, Hell's Bells.
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 5:04 pm
Riley had been glancing over repeatedly at the fight with keen interest, and stilled when Malodore brought his tail around to slice at the offending toy. A sharp tail.. she realized with a sudden start that Malodore's body made it a very fierce opponent if the situation was dire. She was impressed. She also made note of it, and filed it all away.
Well done, Malodore. She murmured out in open appreciation once she thought he'd gathered himself enough to discuss the fight. Very well done.
A sharp tail would be a nice thing to have, she mused silently to herself.
Had Christof just ridden past her without saying a word in response? How rude.
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 5:05 pm
"Yayyy..." Astra cheered..or might then likely yawned, once the latest jack in the box was brought down. Thank Jack for that! She looked about at all the other students, seeing Tybalt ahead with some others. She began to walk over to him, but then fell into a lump of snow.
"...awww..." She whined with her torso sticking out of the snow, and began the arduous task of trying to pull herself out.
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 5:06 pm
J.P. ran to caught up with the mute and Tahki! Why where they going so fast he had no idea. He just kept running as fast as he could so he would not be left behind. When they came to a fast stop, J.P. tried to stop like they did but slid in the snow and crash into Tahki! "WHAO!" He said a he fell down in the snow! "That was crazy!" He howl.
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 5:07 pm
Alcyone watched as the toys started attacking some of the students and she couldn't help but cringe as she heard the toy's voices and its singing. Candlejack! They possibly were worst than Israfel! Clasping her ears, the water demon closed her eyes and shook her head. "Make it stop!" After these battles she was going to have a horrible headache.
Clutching onto her sack full of joy, Alcie kept her eye out for anything that could possibly ambush her. These jack-in-the-boxes were vicious and their voices were horrid. Rushing over to Sin as she warded off the toy, Alcyone put her hand on the succubus's shoulder, "Good job with getting rid of that toy. You alright?" She felt like she had asked that question a lot in the past few days.
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 5:08 pm
Or . . . don't slow down. Ah, the several times Haku nearly stumbled in his efforts to keep up with the gryphon and his rider, he cursed. Was the boil selectively deaf as well as mute? By the time those two finally stopped, he sputtered up alongside them, bent over to rest his hands on his knees as he caught his breath.
So . . . What had caused him to hasten so? He peeked upwards and saw a purple demoness, the one in the odd elf outfit he had seen before. Looking behind, there stood a beaked figure clad in crimson and a dragoness, the former of which had recently fought off the jack-in-the-boxish creature. "Well . . . are these friends?" he attempted once more, rather pointed as he looked to Christof who . . . was making eyes at the demoness.
Sheesh.
This was why he would never get an inkling of personal attachment like that, Haku thought to himself as Alcyone joined them to check up on the brightly-dressed demon. Too easy to be targeted. "Highly doubt these will stop, and they will probably grow worse the further any of us move in," he added to her earlier shout.
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 5:12 pm
((Ickis))
Israfel was slightly confused at all the new faces. Most noticably- "Tahki?" It was...sort of looking like his band mate? She was also being ridden but...it was some kind of patchwork creature. And it's leg was- Oh Jack. Looking at Mal, slayer of JOY beasts, Israfel pointed to the one on top of the gryphon. "Doctor Mal, uh-" hands moved in the air, not sure what to do. "His leg. It's all...gimpy. Should we try what we learned in Miss Cricket's class er...."
There was a big errrr as the siren finally saw what could only be described as the most candlejacking awful outfit the siren had ever seen. There was nothing attractive about it. It was a crime. Who ever wore it should have been ashamed. Shame. Dishonor.
Dishonor on everything.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
Crew
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 5:17 pm
Lucien pouted just a little. He didn't understand why Tybalt was so inclined to say he was wrong! What made the black dog so right? This would be different if it was about how cute Lucien was, because then Tybalt had a right to compare -- him being such a cute black dog -- but he wasn't even there when the reindeer attacked. It could very well have been the reindeer!
"Tybalt..."
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 5:20 pm
Sin saw a bell land infront of her and blinked, she slowly looked up and spotted Christof. Ugh but tilting her head back made her dizzy, she looked back down at the snow. Then she saw Alcyone and gave a tiny half nod trying to look brave.
"Yes...yes I'm fine..." Which was pretty far from the truth.
Except the bells reminded her of something but her head hurt too much to focus properly.
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 5:23 pm
((Oblina))
In someways, the attacking toys were reassuring. That was nothing out of the ordinary in Halloween town, and so, he wasn't that concerned. Sure, it would be nice if they could get through this place without running into a monster every couple of steps, but, there wasn't that much he could about it.
He glanced around at his companions. "Everybody still okay?" He was starting to get a little hungry, and he dug in his bag, pulling out the granola bars that he had brought. "I've got snacks if anyone would like some?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 5:24 pm
"What?" He asked, in a low grumble. Finally noting that the Sylph was beginning to pout again. "Oh hey! You better not start moping about again!" He warned. "I WILL kick your butt into the water." And that was not a threat, it was a promise. Why was he getting so worked up over the whole reindeer thing anyways?
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 5:26 pm
Malodore looked up where Israfel was pointing and tilted its head to one side. "I... believe that is a construct, suffering from a similar malady to that of our shifting friends," the plague doctor said, after a long moment of studying Christof.
"Grazie," it added, turning back to Riley, mentally assessing its own state. It was feeling less than well now, but it didn't want to use pills or bells until it was a little more pressing. Not when it had no idea what might lie ahead.
It was going to get up and study the remains of the box. Any minute now. Really.
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