Gold and white- short. Black hair, purple with a staff. Simple. "Gale. Eva." Holding up the scimitar, he sighed. "At least this time we know to avoid the flames no?"
Hunter Damage: 477 Halloween Damage: 431 [Defending Gale for: 7]
Xiu skipped forward, once again striking the beast that could only be assumed to be Red. Her purple eyes flickered inspecting the runes before going back to Xiu.
She didn't say anything, her eyes just flickered back towards the beast. FEAR building up around her arm, purple flames pushing back against what mist swirled around them before joining the mass gathered around Red.
"You really think... if we put enough FEAR into it we can help her? Bring her back this time?" She started towards the beast.
"One way to find out..." Her pace quickened and she moved in beside one of the large legs of the beast. Purple FEAR burning at its fullest as she slammed her fist hard against the creature dumping her most reliable fear attack into it.
Hunter Damage: 477 Halloween Damage: 445
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Name: Samantha 'Sammy' Lee HP: 50 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 0% Items: Fist full of rage. RP Blurb: 3rd year student undead ghoul with purple burning eyes of FEAR and a black bone arm that REALLY itches right now. Looks like this.
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Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2012 12:03 pm
Alexander was not the only one to notice that he was holding back. Yin could see it as well, not sure why, though maybe it was just the creature they were facing. They had faced a lot, but...maybe this was just the last straw. Maybe more than fighting he needed to focus on his protective efforts.
It was almost as if he was fighting with his Fear, trying to convince it that rather than going all out against the creature he should be trying to protect someone. But it was his bonded, and with a hiss of triumph he managed to mold his Fear, sending it at the zomboil to give him a barrier of defense. Nothing was going to destroy him on his watch. Not even a giant creature that looked as if it was gearing up for a massive attack.
Using Y2 Barrier on Alexander, not recharging atm
Hunter Damage: 477 Halloween Damage: 445
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Name: Yin HP: 50/50 FEAR Strength: 95% Insanity Strength: 45% Items: 2x pumpkin pill RP Blurb: Yin looks like Yin. Mantodae, 5'7" and wearing a dark green scarf
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3, 1Total: 4 (2-20)
Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2012 12:06 pm
Harrison stayed alongside Rep, laughing at smaller, and sure, Tracey was probably taking his fair share of chunks out of the monster.
Harrison buried both of B0nez's blades beside Tracey.
The mist evaporated out from under them.
It didn't matter much. He was in such a good mood, he could have been humming. But he kept an eye out, it was smart to take in the whole picture- wings, tail, and the monstrous head, snaked back and mouth full of a white hot light.
Hunter Damage: 477 Halloween Damage: 445
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Name: Harrison Hughes DMG: Charge: /3 HP: 45/50 FEAR Strength: idk what this is Insanity Strength: 10% Items: Corrupt Runic Bandage (x2), Runic Bandaids RP Blurb: Scarred hunter with a bleach blonde buzzcut, a pink sash around his waist, and dual cutlasses.
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Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2012 12:08 pm
"PLEASE. By all means. TAKE HER." He tried not to sound desperate, but HOLY CRAP, he really couldn't stand her... or anyone for that matter.
He hadn't noticed the tiny witch, though now that he wasn't bent on attempting to strangle Ofie or attacking the beast, he finally noticed her gaze on him, which... was returned with a cold stare.
WHY. WON'T. YOU. LEAVE. HIM. ALONE.
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Name: Jake Cross Faction: Hunter - Death Trainee HP: 28/40 FEAR Strength: 85% Insanity Strength: 0% Items: N/A RP Blurb:Here. Wears a sleeveless hunter coat with the death division symbol on the back. Bandages wrapped around his torso. Wields bladed tonfas. Currently not in a very good mood.
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He has a little more respect for Before now LOL
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Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2012 12:10 pm
At Jake's shrieking, at his name-calling and whatever else, Ofelia's calm expression that had been worked on since Clover's arrival and the fringe arrival of Belladonna and Mort, snapped. She started cackling again, her hands practically shaking in front of face as she looked at him. "Well, well! Looks like we got us a second commin'a Rep here! Are ya gonna go crazy an' cut up yer fellow hunters too? Are ya gonna start mackin' on all the guys while screamin' that yer not gay, that fags should burn? Welcome Rep the Second, lord of all who deserve ta be killed in their sleep, welcome welcome!" She moved with a dramatic flair, her hands spread wide open as she continued to cackle. If there had been a chance to have gray patches on her skin she would have been littered with them, but instead they just had to go with her movements and her laughter. A deep bow followed the hand movement, then another.
Rue was totally egging her on, pushing her up and down and up and down. Normally Ofelia would just be aggressive, just attack when paranoid, but now she used her words like a whip to flay and flay. If she met this person again, met him back at Deus when they survived, she likely wouldn't remember any of this or if she did, she wouldn't care. She would carve the meaning of fearing her into his bones with her weapon. He would know that she was not someone he needed to mess with.
And then came Belladonna, and Mort, and Ofelia turned to look at them, still somewhat cackling. Before had said something, Belladonna had said something, but all Ofelia could do was alternate between a laugh and a scream. "Yes, yes, y'all need ta hide from him, from him. He thinks he's a king, strong on land, but he's a frog who knows nothin' outside'a his well. Hide, hide mah little chicks. Ofie will protect'cha." She looked at the monster, looked at Before, and then looked at the boy in the Death Cloak.
Just who was she willing to attack and destroy to protect then? She whispered, touching her eye patch again. "No one would miss you."
Tracey was practically humming with approval in Rep's mind with every single attack he made, both of them finally working in unison again. The fallen angel was pleased to finally have Rep focusing one hundred percent on the battle, everyone accounted for and present.
He liked dragons, this bigass ******** wasn't about to change it.
Taking cue from Harrison's swing and the way it fell through, he swung higher, leaping into the air and arcing out with Tracey's full reach, hand at the very end of the handle to collide with the dragonmonster's chest. It connected with a satisfying thunk of blade on solid flesh or whatever the ******** it was made of under all that fog.
But something wasn't right, it was shifting its glow, gathering energy in what seemed like its jaws. It gave him game flashbacks.
He dropped back to the ground next to the moon hunter, letting Tracey drop to the ground, not taking his eyes off the monstrous apparition even as he spoke. "Eh. You or B0nez notice anything a wee bit ********' dodgy about this thing?"
Hunter Damage: 486 Halloween Damage: 445
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Name: William Reid HP: 50/50 DMG : 9 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 35% Charge: 2/3 Items : 2 x medikit, 1 runic bandage Appearance : Loud, arrogant
human with vibrant red hair and a nasty demeanour,
Lips quirking upwards in a small smile, she briefly leaned her head against Gale's before pulling aware, brows knit in concern. "Do you have any idea what that thing is, Gale?" Eva motioned towards the creature, and then looked towards the blond. Had he seen anything like it before, perhaps? She knew that he had been awake in this place longer than she had been.
Marcus' comment only seemed to solidify the fact that they had probably fought something like this in the past. Eva tilted her head curiously at the mention of flames, but briefly pushed her question to the side in favour of giving the man a one-armed hug. She was relieved to see that he was safe.
Solia was trying to make sense of it all. Israfel was trying to make sense of it all. But there was nothing, only noise, only screaming and fear and insanity and- Red and Blue and Grey. The world was not what it seemed, and Israfel was panicking. Solia needed cover, she needed help. She was prone and she was not made to fight, she was not to kill. That was not her purpose, that had not been her choice. Horrible feeling welled in her as Israfel began to try and sooth her while directing her. The bow, rose glowing blue as it always did seemed brighter. 'Avoid the light, stay out of sight. There are those who knew, who know. I don't want you suffering because of me.
Shaking hands lifted up, bow light as air almost. She didn't notice how her body was stiff, how she was shaking, how she was scared. Israfel was guiding her, she was trusting him, and- 'Do I fight? Who do I fight?' It. 'Why? What did it do? Why-' Fight to protect them, all of them. A sudden clarity as she realized what Israfel meant. He wasn't speaking of just the hunters but of all of them, halloweeners, horsemen even. Protect them. Fight for them. Still her arms shook with indecision, reluctance. She didn't want to fight- "I'm sorry." She let the first arrow go, a single sorrow filled note ringing out into the din of battle. A note some might have recognized had they heard his voice in life. "I'm sorry." It wasn't a yell, just a small apology. An apology for her weakness.
Name: Solia Delacroix Faction: Hunter HP: 40 Fear: 100% Insanity: 35% Visual Reference: she's 5 foot brown hair/eyes, ruffled blouse, skinny jeans+heels. Her weapon is a silver/blue long bow with a familiar blue rose at one end. (Israfel) Inventory: Nothin
He was finding it harder and harder to concentrate on attacks. The strong feeling of unease that had been welling up inside of him from the first moment he had glanced up towards the giant monsters open mouth was threatening to completely overwhelm him now. He was scared, and Alexander didn't get scared very often. He was more likely to get angry, to just let his more primal nature take over and let his zombie instincts take control. Especially in the heat of battle.
Making things worse were the fact that they were completely surrounded by hunters. Untrustworthy walking meat bags wielding weapons that they had no right to wield. Some of them were fighting among themselves, or at least it sounded as though they were. It was hard to ignore the screeching of a voice that tugged at his memory, a familiar sound that had his hand instinctively reaching up towards his empty eye socket.
Her. She was here. Of course, if it weren't for the more pressing matter of the creature that looked like it could completely crush him with nothing more then a footfall, he might have turned around and lunged at the one eyed hunter instead. But no, he had to fight against that impulse, because this was far more important. This first, hunters afterwards.
It was as he was raising his fist once more, this time determined to push through his trepidation and actually do some good, when he felt it. It wasn't something that was really tangible. Almost like a light brush of something warm, something that made him feel safe. Protected. It was in some ways familiar and in others completely foreign, and for just a moment he glanced towards Yin, his forehead lightly creased in a frown.
....Okay why was Yin looking triumphant? What...what did he just do?
Whatever it was...if he had actually done anything at all...it helped! Alexander drew back back his fist and lunged forward, throwing his fist forward for more solid impact on the creature in front of him, feeling his knuckles connect before he shuffled back, moving closer to Yin.
"...........Thank you?" He had no idea if he had anything to be thankful for. It was just a guess, really.
Hunter Damage: 486 Halloween Damage: 449
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Name: Alexander HP: 50/50 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 20% Items: horsemen vial RP Blurb:Like this minus skateboard and minus right eye and longer hair that falls over his empty eye socket.
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Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2012 12:16 pm
It looked so familiar but so different. Was this the same dragon from that first time? It was red instead of blue...and the runes looked odd. What was wrong with them? She couldn't quite pinpoint it. Regardless, it needed to go down. It was attacking indiscriminately; hunter, halloween, it didn't seem to matter and if they went down here there was no telling what it would attack after. What if it went after regular people? That couldn't happen.
There seemed to be one problem though.
"Why the ******** are the bigger targets harder to hit!?"
The force of the beast slamming down threw him to his hands and knees, and he reached out for his gun before rising again.
Hold me tight! You can't loose me during a battle.
He knew that much. Without Saliva, he was more of a sitting duck than he already was.
Aiming again, he fired and watched the egg splatter against a leg.
"It's like we're throwing pebbles as a elephant."
I have no idea what that is, but just shut up and keep shooting.
Hunter Damage: 491 Halloween Damage: 449
Name: Melvin HP: 40/40 FEAR Strength: 90% Insanity Strength: 40% Target: RED Charges: 2/3 Items: Med Kit X 2, 2 Corrupted Runic Bandages RP Blurb: Sweater-wearing, tall, immaculate man with a red gun.
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Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2012 12:25 pm
There was a whole lot of Jackdamn noise, and it would have rattled a normal Mort thanks to his zombie heritage. An insanity infected Mort? Worse. He didn't think at all under the duress.
He didn't listen to all of the yelling and screaming Ofie made, didn't listen to Clover's threats to the younger hunter, didn't listen at the witch and her quiet comment, didn't listen to the unknown hunter's affirmation that he wanted nothing to do with them. All he heard was noise, noise, /noise/, and it was Colin to a halt right now.
The first thing he did was aim a slap at Ofie's face with Thor with a hiss to make her get ahold of herself.
The second thing he did was turn on the younger death trainee and let to of Belladonna's hand.
The third thing he did was lumber forward towards him, leering and growling and baring his sharpened teeth. The intent was clear: if Jake didn't clear out, he was going to get mauled by a zombie. There was a hugeass monster, sure, but this was his horde.
Hunter Damage: 491 Halloween Damage: 449
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Name: Mortimer McNeal Faction: Student HP: 50/50 Fear: 90% Insanity: 70% Visual Reference:Here; bloody hands and more quiet/possessive than usual. Sporting a few gray patches on his arms and neck. 6 feet even in height.
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Toshihiko Two rolled 1 8-sided dice:
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Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2012 12:28 pm
"B0nez is saying we shouldn't stand around. Last time it pelted us with a hell of a lot of fire," Harrison admitted, "ate right through the shields."
He didn't seem as bothered by this as he normally would be.
"We oughta take cover," he said, taking Rep's arm, expression plain with adoration. He lead him towards a rockier area where there was more cover, but didn't hurry.
"Jordan!" he called out, smiling a little goofily, "You too! Boss is charging up, find somewhere safe!"
There were other hunters still hacking away at the dragon, Harrison warned them too.
"Jerry, Candace, Marcus, find some cover! Tell whoever you see! Think things are about to get ugly."
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Hunter Damage: 491 Halloween Damage: 449
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Name: Harrison Hughes Defending: Rep Charge: /3 HP: 45/50 FEAR Strength: idk what this is Insanity Strength: 10% Items: Corrupt Runic Bandage (x2), Runic Bandaids RP Blurb: Scarred hunter with a bleach blonde buzzcut, a pink sash around his waist, and dual cutlasses.
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Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2012 12:31 pm
Jake never knew it was possible to hate, REALLY hate someone with such a passion. Apparently, Ofie proved him wrong.
"Who the hell is Rep, your brother?" he spat. "I never knew stupidity was a genetic thing."
He really, really, REALLLLLLLLLY wanted to punch her in the face. Though it seemed the zombie beat him to the punch, slapping her in the face. He may of hated Halloween students, but man, that slap earned a little bit of respect from him. And then... the zombie turned on him.
"Hey!" He shifted back, raising the tonfas in front of him. "Back off, Zombie." he growled.
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Name: Jake Cross Faction: Hunter - Death Trainee HP: 28/40 FEAR Strength: 85% Insanity Strength: 0% Items: N/A RP Blurb:Here. Wears a sleeveless hunter coat with the death division symbol on the back. Bandages wrapped around his torso. Wields bladed tonfas. Currently not in a very good mood.
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