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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 9:41 pm
"BLOODY HELL - "
<< You're really getting hit a lot. >>
"So I've noticed. Haven't you got anything better to do than harp on me and state the obvious? Like, oh, I don't know, fire properly?"
<< Somebody's just a tad touchy this evening. >>
"Ginny, I swear to all that is holy - "
 [ HP: 23/40 - FIXED HP B/C PALES FORGOT TO DIVIDE HER FEAR ATTACK BY TWO <3 Target: N/A. Capture: N/A. Charge: 2/3 Charged Attack: Diamond Dragon of Fucanglong: For a limited time, when Jin is shot, tiny ribbons of crystallized ice twist around with the bullets, giving them more force and causing more discomfort to the target. Gale uses "The Battle Cry."]iStoleYurVamps Reaction post - NOT ATTACKING
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Eight rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 7
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 9:41 pm
Candace couldn't believe what she was seeing. The lady was...wow. Just. Wow. Her netting gun was lowered to just watch the grisly scene before her, shock written all over her face. That...was..wow. That was intense. Was it over? Not by a long shot. But still. She looked around, summoning Atropos immediately as she slid down the side of the ledge they were perched upon and went straight for the first thing she saw: A boy with a gun that just hurt him. She grinned as she ran up behind him, tapping his shoulder and sliding around to his front whether he turned or not. "What's the matter, cowboy? Your gun go off too early? Poor baaaaby~. Here, I'll help you." And by help she meant 'let me kick you in the stomach'. HP: 40 Damage: 4 Charge: 1/3
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Pales rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 9:41 pm
Jude just let the creature pass him by and only paused when the scene unfolded between Caelius and that other thing. He blinked several times as it reached its conclusion and he couldn't quite say he was disappointed at all. At Caelius' orders he had decided to stop playing with the creature he was entangled with so next time he faced her he suddenly had a different item in his hand. " Playtime is over. Time to take you to the vet," He said with tone that was almost cheerful as he fired at her and the net swooped out to capture her and wrap her in its confines. Certain that she would be no further issue he started then gazing to see what other damage he could cause. CAPTURING - SUCCESSHP: 34
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 7
Total: 14 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 9:45 pm
Marcus watched the events unfold with shock, awe, and a sick pleasure. That damn monster was dead. Thank ******** god too. He had been hanging back in his own fights but it was time to kick a** and chew bubblegum. Or something. To bad he really was out of gum. (Note to self, get mint gum). A smirk as the orders were given. ******** capture. These hallo weenies were going to burn if he could make it happen. Burn rot die. A good plan in his opinion. But first.. a target. Oh yes. That dragon from before. The one he'd missed. <******** Dragons he cursed in his mind. A glace at Gale and a a curse. Some winged freak was after him. Oh well, the moon hunter had bigger fish to fry. Namely that ******** dragon. (Marcus was considering that he might be dragon racist but hey, ******** dragon almost ******** his s**t up in that golem.) "Sup. Maybe you better rethink that baby hunter part." Swinging out, Dis was encouraging him to be as brutal and violent as he could be. He grinned. "After all, I like to think myself a bit more mature than that." HP: 39 Damage: 6
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
Crew
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 9:50 pm
Did that...did that weapon just eat a Hunter?
Harrison is really, really, really horrified.
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iloveyouDIE rolled 9 4-sided dice:
3, 3, 2, 3, 3, 2, 3, 1, 2
Total: 22 (9-36)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 9:50 pm
Bix had a target. He wasn't going to move from it if he didn't have reason to. After watching what unfolded he could only assume that whoever that woman was (Red? Aria?) She had not thoroughly thought this through. Hunter weapons were not made for those Halloween creatures. It only made sense for her to be drained and destroyed. That's what it looked like happened, anyway. But now every student was out for revenge. Bix wasn't exctly going to throw himself in front of Caelius, but he would take advantage of everyone's diverted attention. Some of the Halloween kids looked worn out and others were still stuck in the nets. Not one to give up, Bix kept his bow trained on the girl with the needle arms. Mina started to hum, vibrate in his hands. She was fully charged and ready to go. He wasn't one to let her wait. He gave in to her will very easily now, and with little regret. He aimed the arrow up and with a flash of light, let go. The arrow soared and then broke apart in the air. Many arrows then rained down upon the needle armed ghoul. How did she like it? The red glowing chargs riddled her and the ground and then disappeared in a sizzle of light. [[ HP: 40 / 40 Target: Lattice Damage: 10 ( 9.5 rounded up ) Weapon Charge: Using Charge Attack! Charge Attack: Pinions of the Dawn Star; Bix fires an arrow into the sky which splits into many arrows and rains down on the enemy ]]Swift Strikes Year Two/Hunter Trainees: 9d4 First Dice: xxxxx 1: Miss xxxxx 2 - 3: HIT however the resulting damage is divided by 2. Only 50% of the damage is dealt. xxxxx 4: HIT however the resulting damage is multiplied by .8. Only 80% of the damage is dealt. Damage: Ignore the first dice, total up the remaining dice. Divide or multiply the total by the modifier depending.
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Frigoris rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 7
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 9:50 pm
Ennéa watched, hands covering her mouth and horrified as the flamethrower seemed to absorb the creature that was Aria. "Oh god... I think I-I'm going to be sick." She bent over, feeling oddly light-headed. Don't puke here! Baraz said grimly. The fight's not over."Is that all you can think about?" Ennéa said, though she still felt too ill for her words to carry any heat. "Aria's weapon...." She trailed off as a horrible thought occured to her. "That won't happen to me someday, will it?" Baraz snorted. Are you a werewolf or some other creature of Halloween?"No." Then no. He said simply. Really pinkie, you need to pay more attention to your training.Ennéa made a face at her axe but straightened up. Despite it all, talking to Baraz had helped her regain her composure and settle her stomach. She hefted her axe and looked around. Jordan and Maddie seemed to be doing okay now, she saw with relief. She didn't see Robert and Petra but if they were together undoubtedly they would be able to hold their own. Jerry was around here too somewhere, Ennéa remembered briefly seeing him attacking the monster girl that had attack Jordan and Maddie. She didn't see said monster girl anywhere. Just pick someone! Baraz huffed, eager for violence. That one! Let's get that one! Ennéa looked in the direction he seemed to be indicating. Close nearby was a monster girl with furry ears and yet also looked a bit decayed, like a cross between a zombie and a werewolf. "I don't know," She said dubiously, "she looks like another zombie." Oh for the love of -- this is a battlefield, not a game! JUST HIT HER!! Ennéa made a face but complied, swinging her axe around at the zombie werewolf. Her heart wasn't behind the swing though and as a result the force of the attack was only minimal. Baraz shrieked in triumph all the same. Yes! He howled. More!Ennéa gritted her teeth. Target: Shehk Damage: 3 HP: 36/40 Fear/Charge Attack: Sonic Blast - Ennéa can twirl and create a whirlwind gust around her for several paces when Baraz is charged (Swift Strike). Charge: 2 of 3
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Bloodlust Dante rolled 7 4-sided dice:
2, 3, 4, 1, 3, 1, 1
Total: 15 (7-28)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 9:51 pm
Leon didn't seem to mind the flair that master Cael decided to use since it got results, the biggest pain to the students, their commander was down for the count. "Total knockout." he grinned sadistically as his own brand of humor until the creatures, mostly those blasted animals decided to try and rally for a last ditch effort. "Now." was the last command that his superior ordered and he nodded along with the command. "Understood sir." he said with a simple tone before eyeing up what could be the biggest threat. Leonfunny, Nid was so quiet for the time being until right now. "What's on your mind dragon, indigestion?" he asked quickly while darting his eyes back and forth at any incoming idiot that wanted to have a taste of his mechanical weapon. Leon...... I hunger.It definitely caught his attention when Nid said that, there was no snarkiness behind it or even a joke, Hell He called him LEON. even more so when the rune etchings of the weapon began to pulsate along with the rumbling purr that was echoing in the recesses of his mind. If was a familiar feeling, like during the training session as his eyes widened to the point of dinner plates in realization of what was happening. In turn, it only made him grip onto the weapon tighter and secure his safety first goggles to his eyes. "Right, your hungry, lets go sate the fix huh Nidhogg?" he said with a smirk at the more annoying specimen on the field. that yapping dog that refused to shut up and he didn't meant the irritating prone green as puke one. "Time to FEAST." he said with a bellowing tone that seemed to trigger something in his weapon, like a switch that just flicked on and enlarged the razor sharp teeth blades to the point of insanity. The chainsaw rev was just an inhumane sound, but the speed of the felterweight boxer's footwork was just as bad as he stabbed the wolf in the back. "Good dogs should learn not to bark so much!"
he scolded it with a shushed whisper before brutally ripping it out of the creatures back, the blade's edges were slowly shrinking back to size as the voice began to howl in its sated glee over the meal. Delicious. When's seconds?Attacking: DMG: (Using Ravenous Roar) 13 HP: 34/40 Fear/Charge Attack: Ravenous Roar (Battle Cry lvl 2) 3/3 : Nidhogg's serrated teeth enlarge to four times their size without the drawback of losing acceleration Battle Cry: Year Two/Hunter Trainees: 7d4 First Dice: xxxxx 1: Miss xxxxx 2-4: Hit Damage: Add up remaining dice. Average Damage: 15
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prolixity rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 3
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 9:53 pm
Jordan looked back at Sepheran - the attack had stung, made him step back, but right now, he wasn't terribly concerned. "I have better things to worry about," he said dismissively. He'd turn his attention to the serpentine boil afterward, but the Horsewoman was by far the bigger threat. And if the calculated insult he'd just thrown at the basilisk made Sepheran angry, all the better; anger clouded rational thought and good planning. A lull seemed to fall over the battlefield, a collective held breath, as the scene between Red and Caelius played out, unstoppable, unignorable, inevitable. It felt weirdly right that the traitor should be devoured by her own weapon. Jordan felt a moment of sympathy for the weapon as it went clattering down into the crevice, lost beyond recovery, but there was no time to indulge in the sentiment. Chaos resumed around him as many of the creatures rushed towards Caelius in a wave. Focus, hold, protect. Ferros rumbled dangerously, the sound undercut with a steam-whistle hiss, a building restless need. Jordan considered the options in a rapid cascade, made his decision. Eris was still a threat, all the more when one considered the raging torrent of fire she'd unleashed; if she could repeat that attack, it was more than likely that Hunters would fall to it. He held his ground, lashing out again at the Horsewoman. This time, the blow was no more than glancing, but he could feel Ferros's excitement, the half-familiar sense of potential energy gathered and held barely in check. This time, he said to Ferros, calm and quiet, and got an exultant roar in response. Quote: Target: Eris Damage: 1 HP: 30/40 Charge Attack: Battle Cry - The hammer's head bursts into flame, increasing damage done and potentially setting the target alight. 3/3 charged Taska Neko IC reaction to Sepheran - NOT attacking
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 9:53 pm
Sammy had done her part so far against the leader of the Hunters, she barely had time to turn as the blade bit deep into her side chilling her to the core. This wasn't a normal weapon, it felt like Jinggleberry, only a lot worse, it ate at something deep inside her, it wasn't like JOY, this was worse. She shifted slightly the blade popping free as she took a step to the side hissing. Her eyes said it all, for all Cass mocked her the pain was there, the pain of loss, and hatred. It burned like a fire.
"She was Not pathetic!" She snapped a kick out quickly, nothing that would harm Cass but would send her stumbling back to avoid it.
HP: 24
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Taska Neko rolled 3 4-sided dice:
3, 2, 1
Total: 6 (3-12)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 10:00 pm
Sepheran couldn't believe it. Red...Professor Red was just swallowed by the weapon that was meant to help them. The odds were no longer in their favour, but he could still feel the rallying spirits of his brethren and he had to agree with them. He wasn't giving up without a fight.
The only thing they could do is focus on the other's leader. Maybe if they could manage to bring him down things would turn back in their favour...or at least let them be able to escape with their lives. It was now or never. The basilisk began to use his fear. He had been saving his attack for the right time, now was better then ever.
His nail began to grow sharper looking like the dangerous fangs of his fellow Baslisk brothers. He just needed a little p***k...moving forward Sepheran began after his new target. Through the chaos however it seemed his attack wouldn't reach as he missed his chance attack.
Target: Miniboss Damage: 0 Sepheran's HP: 24/30 Fear: Tainted Fang -- MISS
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 10:02 pm
Frozen in place behind his rune, Johan watched the confrontation between Red and the main Hunter. He didn't understand what was going on, but when Red began crying out in Fear, he realized the students were in big trouble. And it was only getting worse. Johan finally lost control of the rune, and the lines faded away into nothingness. Shocked beyond comprehension, he could only watch as the Hunter kicked the weapon over the side, and it tumbled into the darkness. One ghoul dived to the edge after it, but the rest were intent on attacking the hunters, or trying to free themselves from the nets. "J-johan, hnn, h-help...ple...please...!"Amrita! Johan started at her voice, turning away from the chaos. She was awake! Coming back to his senses, he realized he still had a pill in his hand. He skidded over to the ghoul, nearly falling in his haste, and knelt beside her, hands coming forward to hover awkwardly around her. Grimacing at the sight of her wounds, he considered his options, and finally darted the pill into her mouth. [Using 1 Pumpkin Pill on Amrita][Johan's HP: 25]
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Trira rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 2
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 10:10 pm
Everything happened so fast. Before Moure could even realize was was fully goin on, people started getting captured, then Red appeared and was apparently a double agent, then fire rained from the sky, then Red suddenly was eaten alive by her own weapon.
There was simply too much going on.
Yet, Moure actually never found himself being targeted by anyone around him, nor was he caught by anyone. It was a somewhat surreal experience, considering everything that had happened in the latest moments, watching all the chaos around him.
Moure shook himself out of his shock, looking around, knowing he should do something to help out those around him. He settled for picking up a rock from the ground near his feet, then launched it at the lead Hunter, the one who'd pushed Red too far. Although it wasn't powerful, his hit connected at least. Moure was just happy he'd hit, considering his hit-ratio during this entire event.
Target: Mini-boss Caelius Damage: 1 Damage. Moure's Health: 30/30 Fear: Y1 Swift Strike (Unused)
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[ X_Bleeding Roses_X ] rolled 1 12-sided dice:
10
Total: 10 (1-12)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 10:16 pm
Captured Mandy could do little else but watch what occurred around her, the net was tight and strong - her struggles seemed to just exhaust her. What she saw though sapped her of the will to struggle.
Professor Red... was gone. Just like they'd been told at the Lighthouse the weapon had taken her. A-and that hunter had just kicked her over the edge.
Mandy had to resist the urge to be sick, abomination did not cover what these things where.
And if Professor Red had fallen what where they excepted to be able to do? They where nothing compared to her....
Hopeless Mandy watched as the cloaked figure order the others to attack, he seemed just as certain of his victory as she felt.
It was useless to fight back....
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And yet some where, they where not winning but they where dealing damage. They where giving it a fight.
Ants. We're ants. And we where ants before. Don't give up, fight.
Face setting stonily into determination Mandy renewed her struggles against the net, trying to turn her claws for a better angle at the thread. She wouldn't lie here and let the others fight by themselves, she'd chosen to help others after all.
There was a snapping sound and then the net fell from her as she gracefully got to her feet, surveying the battle around her to figure out where she would be the most help.
Watch out Hunters I'm not going down without a fight.
((Status: FREE))
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Smerdle rolled 6 12-sided dice:
3, 1, 12, 3, 11, 7
Total: 37 (6-72)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 10:17 pm
He had been trying to pull his boot back on when it had happened. Well, first he had been grazed by a mace, but that had been sort of uneventful. No, Red had died, or at least disappeared in a particularly gruesome way. Amityville's gym teacher, who had put him through some pretty gross experiences involving a mouth-tentacled shark, had been eaten by a flamethrower. If that didn't deserve retaliation, West didn't really know what did.
The demon rushed forward, and halfway to Caelius, his fist began to glow. Aw yeah. This was the attack that hadn't let him down, the one that just tore s**t up and didn't leave him with any stupid anger drain and... it wasn't working.
His punch backfired, and West was thrown to the ground. He stared up into the sky, dazed.
Target: Caelius Damage: ZERO MY HERO HP: 20-2-(18 * .8 rounded up=15)= 3/40 Effect: Y1 Gambler's Chance honk honk
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