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 Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 3:30 pm
CHANCE - COURTYARDChance gave a rasping gasp as he landed with a crash onto the ground. It took him a few moments to realize what the hell had just happened; his head was spinning, and after a second, he rolled onto his stomach, feeling terribly ill at ease.
"Holy ******** s**t I never want to do that again," he wheezed, getting unsteadily to his stomach and staggering over to Maebe again. He had no idea who or what had gotten him out, but Chance wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth.
"Glad to see you're still alive and kicking."Quote: Chance:Virus Counter: 9 HP: 50
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 3:32 pm
AstaraeI [ courtyard ]
Without even hesitating, he pointed the runic torch at the stairs and pulled the trigger.
And through the flames, as they receded, slowly leaving a charred path, Lucky could see someone standing, crouching at the top. They had short black hair, tied just a little bit at the top, a lovely violet dress, and of course, the signature Hunter coat, wrapped in an expensive scarf. They waved. OOC At this point anyone who also sees Lucky can follow
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 3:33 pm
courtyard
His peace could only last so long.
"Then what? Protection?" He didn't know, but the rising sounds of chaos irritated and chafed him like the black writing did; danger, danger, danger. "Help me understand. Let me help them." He held his arm out and touched what was marked in his skin, remembering the visions from the knights, the selfless acts of the Great Knight he had inhabited. "You've marked me already. I've promised something, but I need that knowledge of what so that I can help. I need to know more."
Quote: jack
virus count: 1 hp: 60 runics: torch, bandages antivirus: 1
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 3:34 pm
Maebe perked, a little suspicious that Creedence and her were on the same wavelength for a moment there. Still, Chance got out, which meant there was nothing to worry about. Except her. "Yeah." Maebe said, helpfully. "Let's all take a step back and give Creedence some room." She, of course, did not do that, because Maebe was watching her like a hawk.
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 3:38 pm
Otto huffed. Wilson was such a brat. Pain in the a**. Otto was about done with the impossible task of getting them all free when brilliant blue flames lit up nearby. There he saw Lucky. Looking up he saw.... Wait a minute.
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Baneful rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 1
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 3:39 pm
VERSUS ??? HP: 16/50 [IN COURTYARD]
Picking himself up, Rep - in typical Rep fashion - threw himself straight back into combat.
And in typical Rep with a knife fashion, he ******** missed.
HP: 27/60
DMG: MISS
Runics: Improved Bandages (Bandages: Heal for a quarter of your total HP )
Runic Dagger
Melee Dice 2d6-6
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 3:40 pm
GrnGriff [Dormitories] In fact, she reached out her hand to try and touch the gold, glittery thing.
There was a ringing in Sherry's ears, sharp, painful, and it sounded like someone, something was yelling at her. For a moment she caught a glimpse of perhaps what the ring was, a giant golden serpent, a dragon, coiling and uncoiling, far larger than any dragon of Fear. For a moment, she would see it open one eye and gaze evenly at her.
"You are descended from my line," it spoke, but only in her head, each work painful, too sharp, too clear, "so it is in your blood to command. Are you a follower, or a leader?"OOC Ring is dragon shaped/ you can pick any hand/finger. The only way it detaches if the offending finger/hand comes off.
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 3:44 pm
courtyard
Dawson was helpless as Chance got consumed, but luckily something made the thing spit him back out. At this rate, he was going to have a small heart attack, and nobody would want to touch his stupidly shaved baby face when he went down.
At least they'd all seen enough zombie movies to know where Creedence's path was probably going. He had no idea how long the disease or whatever took to take hold and wisely took a step back, though he was clearly conflicted about it. Space, yes. Leaving her alone, though, was out of the question. He wondered if Syn would have called him reckless or brave.
"Deep breaths, hun," Dawson said gently, fixing his cap; it had gotten skewed in the brawl. "Let us know if ya feel any worse, okay?"
There was a burst of blue light, and he saw that someone had cleared the way. There was also another hunter (?) waiting ahead. "See?" he tried to say bracingly. "We got ourselves a way out. Ya'll okay to move?"
Quote: dawson
virus counter: 4 hp: 50 runics: barrier dagger
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Baneful rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 3
Total: 9 (2-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 3:44 pm
VERSUS ??? HP: 13/50 [IN COURTYARD]
"OH NO YE ******** DON'T" Rep spat, laughing maniacally as a vine just missed him. "Hahahah ya ******** DOBBER."
And he stabbed the vine in what he liked to imagine was it's face. He ******** hated vines. They were...way...way too snakey.
HP: 27/60
DMG: 3
Miss counter: 1/3
Runics: Improved Bandages (Bandages: Heal for a quarter of your total HP )
Runic Dagger
Melee Dice 2d6-6
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Baneful rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 6
Total: 11 (2-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 3:48 pm
VERSUS ??? HP: 8/50 [IN COURTYARD]
Single minded, for once was a completely apt descriptor of Rep, without Tracey he had no one to tell him to stop or back off.
And he was getting really ******** angry all over again.
HP: 27/60
DMG: 5
Miss counter: 1/3
Runics: Improved Bandages (Bandages: Heal for a quarter of your total HP )
Runic Dagger
Melee Dice 2d6-6
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lizbot rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 6
Total: 9 (2-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 3:49 pm
Turning her head slowly, Creedence saw the path and the hunter and the option of safety. She was terrified and in pain and she wanted to...she wanted them to know how she felt, because it was lonely, being the only one hurting. Dawson had moved away but Maebe hadn't and so it was Maebe she suddenly lashed out at, shoving the other girl away, hard. "Go. Now."HP: 40 Virus: 35 Dmg to Maebe: 3
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 3:50 pm
courtyardEven if they'd come to a private agreement, Kostya did not, entirely, trust Lucky. And for good reason, it seemed. He had his hands on something that blew the vines wide open. And so, of COURSE he followed. Because Kostya, much like Lucky, and unbeknownst to him, Gale, and also Otto who used to be in Death division, and also Jordan who SHOULD be in Death division, and also the rest of his ******** division, could not resist touching the thing. "Who is she?" he asked, oblivious.[ kostya - 2 ]
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 3:50 pm
medigel courtyard
"Then what? Protection?" He didn't know, but the rising sounds of chaos irritated and chafed him like the black writing did; danger, danger, danger. "Help me understand. Let me help them." He held his arm out and touched what was marked in his skin, remembering the visions from the knights, the selfless acts of the Great Knight he had inhabited. "You've marked me already. I've promised something, but I need that knowledge of what so that I can help. I need to know more."
The words on Jack's arms began to unfold.
Caliburn.
A sword materializes in his hands.
OOC Jack is now imbued with RIGHTEOUS JUSTICE. He cannot stop attacking, he literally, cannot stop attacking. Each post must be an attack post where he is targeting something/someone. It could be the boss, it could be allies, it could be enemies, but if he stops attacking, a voice in his head tells him to consume more and he simply gets back down and continues again. He can target any player, but he cannot attack back unless they quote him back. His dice roll is 2d12-6. If attacking the boss, he can only attack twice. The more he attacks, the more damage he takes to himself as his body wears itself out. Every swing costs -5 HP. At 0 HP, the sword disappears and he returns to "normal", the marking gone.
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 3:51 pm
dorms
A mess, yes, but it felt like she was just giving excuses nevertheless. Months and months without doing anything worthwhile, and now she couldn't even hit a target with her bare hands. She buried her frustrations and reached out to pull Abbi into a well overdue hug. "I'm sorry we didn't come sooner," she said, as if somehow she should have known her friend was getting attacked. Looking up at the man with them, she added, "Thank you."
Pulling away, she took inventory of the now downed hunter with a frown. "How'd that happen?" Stormy asked. "Did he look strange like the others?"
Quote: stormy
virus counter: 1 hp: 55 runics: literally all of them antivirus: 1
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Enoh Love rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 2
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 3:52 pm
VERSUS ??? HP: 8/50 [ courtyard ]Ripley just stared at Finn, his expression unreadable, as he sorted through what that was supposed to mean. The answer was simple of course, he just simply couldn't believe it. It sounded like Finn had an antidote…that he was going to try and use on him.
"No," He started, firmly. "You need it more than I will." After all, he had only been infected once; and his infection was different than Finn's had been. And Finn had it twice. "Don't entertain any other ideas." Not long after he uttered these words, chaos erupted. There was a mass of activity, but most of it quite naturally settled around the massive shadow beast.
Trying to summon wilhelm was a reflex - and it wasn't working. So he did the next best thing, and found a rock to throw.
Because like hell he was getting any closer to that thing.
He missed, but, you know, the attempt was there.
Quote: hunter: Ripley virus counter: 9 hp: 50
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