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Chrystali rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 3
Total: 5 (2-12)
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 Posted: Mon May 23, 2016 12:49 pm
Somehow, a werewolf completely reached beyond himself and Shun, and by the time they hit the second floor, had hit Maeve. Twice.Lucas whirled around on his feet and snarled, swinging at the stacks were. "ONE AT A TIME," he roared at the other group he could see on the approach out of the corner of his eye. If they spread out what they were doing, they were all going to die. Once he deflected the were, he immediately dipped down and picked up Maeve in his arms, not letting her hit the floor. He'd seen the attack right in front of him, he'd seen the damage. There'd be no arguing. "I got you," he growled softly against her ear, sliding on the ground ( there was so much blood) and booking it the rest of the way down the stairs to take Maeve to safety. Quote: Lucas Reis Health: 17/20 Stacks Were: 52/60 elkbones maeve you can chew him out later ok good
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endejester rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 4
Total: 8 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2016 12:51 pm
Bad Dog Were-verine roll. Swinging at the Elevator Buddy. - One book bag defensive line. "Leave my friends ALONE!!" Zac snapped, he'd rather had enough of people getting hurt. Lupin had done it, it cost her her dog, but she'd DONE it, apparently on her own too... so damnit... so could they, as a team.
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Blade Kuroda rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 4
Total: 9 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2016 12:58 pm
Despite his efforts, all three managed to rush right past him. Shun whirled around, trying to stop them, but it was to no avail. One of them had jumped someone from the other team, while two pounced on Maeve. Holstering his gun yet again, he bounded down the rest of the stairs before reaching out to try and grab a hold of the stacks werewolf from behind, after Lucas had struck it. While he fought to restrain the creature, he ended up feeling a set of claws dig into his left forearm as they struggled.
Shun HP: 9
Stacks HP: 47
Elevator HP: 56
Alpha HP: 120
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So Long Gay Bowser rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 5
Total: 10 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2016 1:37 pm
She had turned to support Lucas, not willing to see her friend go down, when the alpha struck. Autumn had just enough time to look down and see the blood red seeping across her shirt. She raised a hand to call for Lucas, or Zac, or ANYBODY-
only to fall over, unconscious.
Autumn HP: 0
Alpha HP: 115
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chiickadee rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 2
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2016 1:41 pm
Chel picked up a discarded book and threw it at one of the weres that got a little too close.
Today was a Bad Day.
Chel HP: 13/20
Stacks HP: 44
Elevator HP: 56
Alpha HP: 115
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Magician Arcana rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 1
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2016 1:45 pm
Rosie gasped for air, but still had the strength to punch that dumb stacks were in the face. It left her with a little bit of an adrenaline rush.
rosie: 12/20
Stacks Were: 40/60
Elevator HP: 56/60
Alpha HP: 115/120
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Eco-friendly Shapeshifter
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Melancholies rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 4
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2016 1:54 pm
There's three of them
There's three of them chasing the right group down the stairs, and Shiloh can't help but look shellshocked. His eyes are wide, his pulse is racing, his breathing still shallow. He was still mentally gone from the incident with Thorne; watching them carry his body downstairs, wondering if he'd ever see him again, or draw with him again. He wanted to learn how to paint still—he still wanted so many things. He might never get the chance.
And he knew in the back of his mind that Jamie was still here, and Chris was still here. He knew he didn't stand a rat's a** chance in hell against three rouge weres. He knew he was charging into a goddamn death sentence, but...
Well, what did he have to lose?
All he saw was red. All he saw was rage. All he saw was Thorne's battered body, and Chris' and Jamie's following soon after it.
Shiloh made a fist with his hand, putting everything he had into it. His anguish, he anger, his anxiety, his hate—and he fought for it. There wasn't enough time to think it through. There wasn't enough time to worry about his consequences. He was up, he was charging. His fist connected with someone's jaw...
...in the same moment that someone's claws connected with his shoulder.
But Shiloh didn't scream, he hissed, but in a way it felt good. He felt alive. It was like a break in the haze that clouded his mind, blissful and clear.
His heart was hopped up on adrenaline now.
Shiloh Beaumont || 16 / 20 HP
Stacks Were: 37/60
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2016 2:01 pm
Maeve was smarter than to keep fighting when she felt claws at her legs and sides, ripping, tearing. She was smarter than to wreck herself when running was a better option. She couldn't help anyone if she was dead. Maeve felt someone lift her and yelped, the sound half-pain and half-surprise. It was the husband. Oh, hello! Despite the pain debilitating her, Maeve focused on Lucas's face and leaned forward, kissing him on the cheek. "Thanks, darling," she said, her breath short and bursting in her throat. "Sorry I'm going to have to drop out and leave you all alone." The guilt tore something open in her voice, in her body, everything ruined and not just her dress. Maeve felt tears splinter the corner of her eyes and bit down on them in an effort to stay calm past the pain in her - where was it - her legs? Her side? Her arm? All three. "Stay alive, savvy?" she said to Lucas when he dropped her downstairs on the first floor. "You have a boyfriend you need to come home to!" HP: 5 THE GROUP sorry guys maeve is peacing so she doesnt die on y'all. GOOD LUCK GOD SPEED LIVE LONG AND PROSPER
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saedusk rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 6
Total: 9 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2016 2:26 pm
It all happened so damn quickly. One second they were dealing with the trauma of Thorne's injuries, the next they were radioed by the team upstairs, warning of not one, but three weres, and now everyone was barreling out of the stairwell, said rouges right on their heels. Jamie's head shot this way and that as he watched people spread, alert and on the attack. He saw Lucas carrying someone he barely recognized with great urgency on his face, and even though he wanted to call out, he held his tongue. It was obvious his fellow were was focusing on something very important.
Suddenly Jamie's pocket began to vibrate wildly, as if someone were spamming messages at him. Instinctually, he pulled out his phone, expecting his parents at worst or maybe someone downstairs at best. What he saw was a shock. Multiple missed texts from Shiloh, ones that had just now bothered coming through after his jaunt into Other Ashdown. A missed call, too... Jamie's heart squeezed.
There was no time to check them now, not when the real Shiloh was charging one of the weres. Everyone was doing their best, and even though Jamie didn't want to fight, he knew he had to. Especially when-
"Shiloh-!" he cried as his friend got the claws. It bothered him when anyone was hurt, but it hit so much more close to home when it was someone who'd promised to be his friend no matter what, someone who continued to stand by him even though he was weak.
Jamie's heart was beating wildly as he shoved his phone back into his pocket, springing to his feet and taking off after the same rouge that had hurt Shiloh. The same rouge that had hurt so many other people here. For once, the weak little teenager saw red, too.
If he'd been more practiced with his snowshoe feet, he might've done more damage, but as he kicked the were in the shin he was greeted with a rake of claws across his chest and it felt like ******** fire.
"S-Shiloh..." he hissed, barely staying on his feet, awkwardly trying to grab at his friend's arm to pull him back from the fray.-- Jamie is attacking the stacks were.Jamie DelaxcroixHP: 14/20 WERE HPStacks: 34/60 Elevator: 56/60 Alpha: 115/120
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2016 2:28 pm
There was no point in responding back to Kuroda on the radio, they were already coming down the stairs. The hair on Jeremiah's neck rose, that sense of danger spiking, and he found himself turning to watch as people were attacked. As Algie was attacked on his way back from escorting the twins downstairs. The detective lieutenant went colder, fingers clenching into fists and he had to stop himself from taking a step towards the fight. He had to keep looking but before he did he noticed. His eyes locked with the alpha and he could not believe it. How had he missed it earlier? How had he not noticed? Michael Mitchell, one of the original three missing students, was staring at them and attacking them. What had happened to him? Why was this- He shook his head and moved again, still checking and looking for somewhere the veil was thin to other ashdown. They needed this, it might make things better but then again ... With Michael Mitchell being there, what did that mean?"I'm looking for access!" he called out to the other group. "... and for ******** sake, I mean to the place where it rains all the damn time!" Autumn was already cut down and Zac was bleeding and Chris was hurt and now Algie was injured as well and so many-Jeremiah Mercer HP 18 Stacks HP 34 Elevator HP 56 Alpha HP 115 shibrogane MAGIC USE! STILL LOOKING FOR OAD ACCESS! ERRBODY ELSE because there's so many of you guys now!
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grayseasons rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 6
Total: 12 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2016 2:34 pm
So the facts were these: apparently upstairs was bad at spotting weres until they were right on top of them, were bad at spotting them to the point they had managed to attract three, and the one Chris surposed to the be the alpha? Was none other than Michael Mitchell, former student of his, allegedly in Other Ashdown, except now he was here and was causing absolute and other chaos.
Chris was so ******** tired and god, he wanted answers.
There was going to be a talk he was going to have with Jeremiah later, one that involved a lot of words and probably a lot more alcohol. But there was too much to deal with now, like the fact Autumn had dropped and more people were injured and a were had just hurt not only Shiloh, but also Jamie, and pretty badly as far as Chris could tell. Maybe Michael was too far gone for Chris to help, but he was damned if he wasn't going to protect these current kids.
He rushed forward and full body slammed into the were that was near Shiloh and Jamie, hopefully slamming it to the ground and pinning it with his body weight. He wasn't the heaviest dude, but his height usually helped, and maybe if he was lucky he wouldn't get hit in the upcoming minutes. He felt horribly exposed, but there was no regret in giving his shirt up to Thorne to help stem the blood loss.
Stacks Were: 28/60
Elevator Were: 56/60
Alpha Were: 115/120
Chris Watts || 16/20
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Ryuthulhu rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 2
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2016 2:35 pm
Keep Hot Lips safe, but also Save the others... that was the goal, and Falco went in swinging. Not that he wasn't afraid, fear was still a high note played on his nerves, but this time they were the Calvary, running to the rescue, and he went in swinging.
He hit with a satisfying blow, but he hit something more solid than he intended to, and felt pain run up his arm, though it could as easily been from the claws that whipped past in retaliation, lifting shreds of t-shirt that wafted past his line of sight. He didn't see how deep the cut was, but he assumed not too deep. It hurt to draw his arm back again, but he could move the arm.
"SIT! STAY!"
Lily could kick his a** later. It felt good to say. Hell it felt good just to DO something other than just react
HP:18/20
Stacks Were: 23/60
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2016 3:03 pm
Algie didn't appreciate being clipped by a were as he limped his way back from escorting Cody and Ed downstairs. Thankfully the beast didn't linger, instead going for the mass of people, and the professor hobbled quickly towards Jeremiah sporting a fresh set of claws swipes across his left shoulder. "I'm alright.." He was red in the face again, warm from the pain in his knee and the rush of pain from the wound but he wore so many layers that he was probably not very damaged at all. "Keep looking Jeremiah.." Algie was making for the back room, the one that had been booby trapped, and yanked out the extension cord that had choked him and was winding it around his arm for ease of use. It would either be a weapon, or something to bind the were's with.HP: 16
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shibrogane rolled 4 10-sided dice:
5, 4, 4, 10
Total: 23 (4-40)
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2016 4:02 pm
first two are the alpha! third is stacks were! fourth is elevator buddy! America's bluejay shows her the stacks on the floor above. There is a were trying to crawl along the ground, one leg trailing behind it at an unnatural angle. She watches this procession for a long moment before finally being released back to the real world. Jeremiah hunts for an entrance into the otherworld, and what he sees is… disturbing. The filmy grain of an entrance is indeed present, but it's clustered around the werewolverine alpha, around Michael himself. It looks like he's an entrance into the otherworld himself… or else something of the otherworld forcibly dragged through. However, the film of an otherworld entrance also hangs over an elevator door. If only you could get one open… stacks were: 23/60 elevator were: 56/20 Michael: 115/120
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shibrogane generated a random number between
1 and 14 ...
4!
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2016 4:15 pm
Michael darts around Autumn's fallen body to swipe at Rosie with those deadly claws, doing nine damage! 1 shun 2 chel 3 Zac 4 Rosie 5 Lucas 6 jack 7 Jeremiah 8 America 9 Falco 10 Jamie 11 Chris 12 Shiloh 13 lily 14 Algie
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