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 Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 6:51 pm
[ dorms ]
Unlike Robert, Mimsy had seen what was in the room just fine.
It was difficult to tear her eyes away; when the kiss and the words the followed drew her back to reality, she discovered she had even moved towards it, somehow.
"No," she hissed, shoving him. "I do need you! But Mark does too. Not as much! Just...at the moment. Come back, though. After you check on him, I mean. Because I need you."
Whatever she was thinking, she'd definitely done a excellent job of conveying it. She took a deep breath, didn't seem to mind that it was a breath full of blood and decay, and pulled the door partially closed before she moved to step inside.
"I will check, Shiloh!" She might have been a bit eager to volunteer, considering. "And yes, Robert. Stay safe. Then come back."
She pointed an insistent finger at him. Those were orders.
Then she slipped into the room and walked towards the disfigured corpse to kneel in front of it.
"You had an accident." As she whispered to the body, she pat it once on the head, and thoroughly searched it for anything useful. Just like Shiloh suggested.
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 6:53 pm
"Is this the ******** museum of 101 ways to murder people!?" Otto yelled, turning away from the door. "You sick, ******** psychopaths!" The teen screamed down the hall, his hands balled into fists. How dare they toy with lives like this. There were great issues in this world, and here they were, ending lives as if they had the right.
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Baneful rolled 10 12-sided dice:
4, 3, 2, 10, 6, 9, 9, 4, 8, 5
Total: 60 (10-120)
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 6:56 pm
And that shatter of runes was all Rep needed to finally give Tracey what he wanted.
The falllen angel made a crooning sound of sheer delight as the fear flowed through him. It felt like it had been forever since he'd felt a charge, felt the line blur between them both.
Rep leapt and with a snarl of effort and satisfaction brought the blade to bear on the runes, the familiar black tendrils twisting around the blade, the circle burning itself a parodic red on the floor. He had wanted to ******** break something and now his wish was granted.
When he landed he looked to Harrison with a smug smile and went on with a teasing drawl. "Think you can ******** hit it and no miss? You should at least try. No one will think ill of you if you miss."
Dmg to door: 21/50
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 7:04 pm
This wasn't working, and he skipped the next couple doors in favour of one that had sounds coming from within and unlocked it. Zoobey OOC STARTING FROM NOW ON DORMS HAVE A GORE???? WARNING
The second door opened, and it was another Hunter. There was less blood at least. There was less blood because she was suspended in a small tank, sealed at the top. Her body was now bloated, eyes wide open, staring forward. sammpai What about another door! Don't have to go in order...
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 7:07 pm
Robert wasn't worried about his own safety, so he easily agreed to both parties that he would be safe, and started back out of the complex. The run back was littered with bodies, but there were no sentries left to shoot him, so it was more of an obstacle course than a gauntlet. It took him longer to get through as he was careful not to step on anyone's hand or head, but eventually he was past the walkway and running full speed back to the same spot they'd left Mark. He'd been rather good at not moving, but he was screaming, calling out for someone - there simply wasn't anyone left to hear. And there was a lot more blood in the ground than there was when they'd first left. "Okay. Okay." Robert's bandages weren't going to be of any use this time. "Just. s**t. Okay." Mark had done an excellent job of tourniqueting his own leg, but that was a temporary solution, and Robert had no idea how long it would be until they got him to safety. The only thing left to do was keep the leg elevated for minimal blood loss. Which meant. "Grab your computer." He warned Mark, a moment before bending down to sliding his arms underneath the man and picking him up. He knew he'd needed to come back, but he really thought it wasn't this bad - and he really thought he'd be more helpful when a situation such as this one arose. "Where to, boss?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 7:08 pm
HOSPITAL
At Peyton's impact, there was a horrible howl, and then the hand let go of Kostya, large blunt, shadowy fingers reaching for Peyton instead. They managed to snag her clothes, and then a large blunt fingertip was pressing down-
- There was a terrible crunch as it crushed Peyton's leg in a single blow, her left femur nothing but splinters-
- A second later, something strange began to happen as large cobwebs formed all directions, more like strings than cobwebs, pulling the fingers, the hand, all the shadows back. Another howl echoed throughout the room and everything shook and quavered, ceiling threatening to give in.
A moment later and the shadow was gone, leaving only the wreck of the hospital behind.
The computer flared to life behind them, blinking, despite being disconnected.
You're welcome.beejoux Peyton is injured! She has to be supported by another player in order to walk.
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 7:11 pm
DORMS
There was a cell phone in the pocket of the Hunter she had searched, and also a wallet with around fifteen dollars and an ID, labeling them as "John Smith". That was pretty much it.
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 7:14 pm
[ dorms ]
Upon finding the cell phone, wallet, and money, Mimsy gathered them all into her lap and looked them over. John Smith.
Well, that was a lie.
She put the wallet and fifteen dollars into the pocket of her shirt, and carried both the phone and the folder in her hands as she went to locate Shiloh and Otto again. The entire way, she left putrid, bloody footprints, as it had all soaked into her socks.
"Of course this is not a museum of that sort!" When she rejoined them, she felt that this was seriously the best thing to say. "If it were, it would be far more informative. This is just a mess! A very messy mess!"
She paused, and tilted her head at them.
"Why are there Hunters of Deus Ex inhabiting dorm rooms in the Ouroboros base?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 7:18 pm
"Of for God's ******** sake." Lex groaned, grabbing Kotsya and rolling out of the way before the hand decided to grab Peyton.
The crunch made him squirm, and the howl made him recoil. What in the hell was this thing? He wanted to pass out, wanted to giveup and go home to his translating and researching the old Beowulf tomes. He couldn't do that, however. Not with an injured Petyon, Kostya, and Mark.
Speaking of... was the message on the computer from the cheeky b*****d? "Hey, the computer. Is the idiot still alive?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 7:20 pm
Otto stared at Mimsy with an excruciatingly intense glare. " I dunno, Mimsy. Why are hunters presumably locked in rooms and left to rot? Dream Vacation?" This was said with the utmost sass and sarcasm. Otto kicked at a wall, gritting his teeth. "On that fun note, why are we even here? What good could we possibly do in this ********?" Mark was out there dying or not dying, giving them orders to take 'em out? How? This was dumb. He was dumb. Otto felt dumb, as he always did.
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iloveyouDIE rolled 2 12-sided dice:
5, 10
Total: 15 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 7:22 pm
CENTER"I always like to root for the underdog.." The archer smirked. A bullet zinged past his head and took a chunk out of his left ear. He didn't realize immediately until he felt the blood running down the side of his head. It stung like a mother. Bix fired another volley in retaliation. HP: 50 Dmg: 9 Charge: 2/3 Boss HP: 38
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Toshihiko Two rolled 2 12-sided dice:
10, 11
Total: 21 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 7:25 pm
Dorms
Harrison glowered at Rep, then flipped B0nez's blade over in his hand.
Um, excuse me, we have about +5000 accuracy, I even have a mod for it, so....
A rain of very accurate fury swipes rained down upon the door, bursting a bunch of runic marks like exploding christmas lights.
DMG: 15
Door HP: 14
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 7:26 pm
"Tortured," Shiloh corrected, grimly. "They're looking for information but why, what?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 7:31 pm
Mimsy stared at Otto.
"Is this your dream vacation? Goodness, Otto. I never knew."
She was smiling, and was very helpfully considering a way to give him his dream vacation, which was probably why that smile looked so off.
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 7:33 pm
HOSPITALOh. They were hurting Kostya. Deryk lowered his weapon suddenly very uncertain of what they should do. But as if things weren't complicated enough, Peyton's leg made a very sickening crunch. He felt a little sick now. He rushed on over to join the others, biting his lip. "Nonononono. This is bad. Very bad. s**t. Need wheelchairs.. or a gurney. Something."
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