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bipolar bee rolled 1 8-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-8)
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 Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 11:34 am
It was at this point that Herryk realized he was on fire. Rather, his boots were on fire.
With a very unbecoming shriek, the draugr dropped to the ground and started rolling around in a desperate attempt to put out the flame.
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((OOC:
Character Name: Herryk
HP: 24/40 || Fire damage stuff!
Target: --
Damage: -1 fire damage!))
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bipolar bee rolled 1 8-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-8)
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 11:36 am
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((OOC:
Character Name: Herryk
HP: 24/40 || Fire damage stuff!
Target: --
Damage: None, fire was successfully extinguished.))
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 11:45 am
As Xiu brought her arms up and around Mitsu the lycan stepped into the hug grateful for the comfort. It had already been a trying day and she had a feeling the worse had yet to come. Pulling back after a brief moment Mitsu tried to reign in the over flow of emotions. Crying now wasn't going to help, no matter how much her body demanded that she did it. " Alright," Mitsu agreed with a wavery voice. Later they could grieve, once the chaos was over they could gather together and take what remained of Riley home. For now she just needed to stay on her toes and avoid getting attacked as much as possible. TIH Student Character Name: Mitsu HP: 33 Target: ---- Damage: --- Effect: --- Number of People currently attacking me: 0/3 Appearance: Mitsu is in her Conquest outfit though it’s looking a little worse for wear. She’s 5’2”, long white hair, white wolf ears and tail, and red eyes.
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Nothing Yet rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 8
Total: 15 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 11:46 am
When the bright white returned, Thackery assumed it was another brief flash from the hunter's weapon, throwing his arm in front of his face to try to shield himself from the glare. It slowly dropped back to his side in melodic tandem with the sweet sound of chimes as he realized the warm white was all around them this time, somehow embracing them with the embodiment of hope itself. He recognized the priestess and greeted her with a wide grin, tail wagging. "Do I get to become King again?" he begged, hands clasped together eagerly. She didn't respond to his inquiry, but her message was almost as good. Almost. Daydreams of vanquishing the Important Hunters and uniting everyone in his happy, peaceful domain danced at the corners of his consciousness, trying to pull him away again. They immediately shattered when the din of the weapons and shouting returned. He was visibly displeased by this, and chose to take out his grumpiness on the hunter once more, attracted by the flash of light in his peripheral. "Stop hurting my eyes," he protested, shoving in his criminally shiny direction.  Character Name: Thackery HP: 40/40 Target: Allan Damage: 10 Effect: -5 instead of -6 modifier People Attacking: none Zoobey NYet's character Thackery is attacking Allan for 10 damage! Appearance Thackery is a 5'6" Cerberus, wearing two visible keys, a blue hairclip on his collar, and a hodgepodge of Death/War Clan style attire. He has retained a small patch of flowering vines.
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 11:56 am
Weaving through the chaos that was the battlefield, she carefully made her way across the field in search of Sparrow, Tybalt, Amphi and Jove. It was stupid of her to move away from the group as she did to go after the masked boil, now she lost them in the fray.
Cursing under her breath, the doll felt a sharp jab in her side, followed by a recognizable voice.
"Hey! Doll-Face!"
Turning to look over her shoulder, Mei gave the ghoul an questionable stare before finally speaking herself. "Doll face? That's original." Her words were dripping with sarcasm as she turned to face the hunter fully. Damn it..and here she had finally ditched the other hunter to come across this one again. She had the worst luck.
"Are you sure you'll be able to make it through this without those vines there for your protection?" She taunted, grinning slightly. If this battle wasn't life and death, she would have found the whole thing quite amusing really.Mei's HP: 34/40
Target: n/a
Damage: n/a
Effect: only have to deduct 5 from damage total
Charge Attack: Medic - Medic +
Appearance
Mei (currently dressed in casual wear like in picture) is a 5'3" broken/living doll.
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 11:58 am
"We've defeated one before. We can do it again. They are not invincible."Granted, that one battle had taken quite a bit out of them, but Shun wasn't thinking so much about that part. They would continue to grow stronger. He was confident they wouldn't struggle as much. The reaper sure as hell had no plans on losing another eye in a hunter fight. Or ever for that matter. TIH Student Shun's HP: 33 Target: n/a Damage: n/a Status:Appearance: Dark haired reaper with daggers and an eyepatch over his left eye
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 11:58 am
"Of course we shall be." They had worked that out after the trials right? Nothing else was going to stop them. Or at least, that was what he was choosing to focus on. Living in the now was useful, as he could push things from his mind (because obviously Yin had not forgotten there was anything wrong either, but was not focusing on it while getting horridly battered, bruised, and scarred). "Do you think they taste any different depending on their type?" Because really, if they were aiming on taste it was important to know. ________________________  (( OOC: Character Name: Yin HP: 25/40 Target: N/A Damage: Effect: Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3 )) Appearance Yin is a 5'7" boil dressed in clothing that most would probably not even bother cutting up for rags. He had brown hair, pale green eyes, overly large hands, and antennae.
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 12:18 pm
"BACK UP TRAINEES." Allan really had quite the stage voice when he wanted to. The Sun lead covered the trainees as they retreated, his attacks slow but extremely powerful, forcing the students to retreat before they were literally split apart by the charged attacks.
They were all clustered close to the portal areas now, several division leads and assistants taking the offensive as they pushed the students back further: a sweeping strategy, gathering all the students into one tight cluster. Though students had the knowledge and now the experience, their power was still far from the leading Hunters: they were easily pushed back, pent up, circled together into one small area, like sheep.
There was a loud click and then a snap as a familiar net flew through the sky, snagging a few students. The Hunters were done messing around: it was time to wrap the game up. OOC: THIS IS NOT A NEW GM ROUND exclaim THIS IS NOT A NEW GM ROUND AND STILL PART OF ROUND 1 exclaim All Hunters:- Trainees are rushed and attended to with bandages, and quick healing supplies. It wont help injuries in the long run, but at least it will replenish Fear shields. All trainees have recovered full health and can use all their Fear charges again. ALL FEAR CHARGES HAVE BEEN RESET 0/3. - You CANNOT take a new turn to attack BUT: - Trainees are also given a capture handgun, standard issue. You can now take one extra turn ONLY to use this handgun. Roll a 6-sided dice, and QUOTE YOUR TARGET, specifying the item you are using. - If odd, the capture is successful, the student is caught in a net and cannot move/ get out unless saved- If even, they miss! All Students:- If you are CAPTURED/ targeted and successfully captured, you can no longer move! You are stuck in a net! You also cannot attack even if you have any attacks left (THIS IS NOT A NEW TURN SO IF YOU USED UP 2 ATTACKS YOU ARE DONE ATTACKING THIS TURN). Your status effect is now CAPTURED. You cannot free yourself. - However, if you see anyone stuck in a net, you can ATTEMPT to free them. Roll a 6-sided dice and quote your target, and the status effect : freeing from net. QUOTE YOUR TARGET. You can only do this once per GM round, and can do this even if you used up all your attack turns, this is an additional turn you can have ONLY to attempt to free targets. - If you roll a 1 or 6, your target is freed, otherwise they are still captured too bad sad
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 12:22 pm
"That again? Listen, buddy, you're gonna' have to give me some solid proof that ALL of my kind are responsible for your little ghoulfriend's problems. Or should I follow your example and just start accusing all human life for being the sadistic, egotistic bastards who enjoy hunting, killing and tormenting others? Hmm? Is that what you want? Us to assume you're all out to get us and class you as an enemy to dispose of?" He shook his head in disgust. "I don't know about you, but I'm keeping my grudges to the ones responsible for them." His lips curled back in a snarl, dodging the swings of his blade with ease. Something was up with this guy. He wasn't as focused as he usually was. Perhaps it had something to do with the absence of his ghoul? Whatever, that was his problem. Not his.
"Don't have anythi--are you Jacking kidding me!?" He stomped a foot, purely out of frustration. "MY BOOT! SHE HAS MY JACKING BOOT!" He yelled, angered that they continued to deny they had it when he knew they did! Just how long were they going to pull the innocent act!?
His expression turned serious again at the mention of the worlds end. "End of the world? What's that supposed to mean?" He asked, only to think back on what they had witnessed in the trance class.
It couldn't be... that couldn't have been happening now, could it?
The black dog's thoughts were interrupted, when the sword came at him again. Only this time, he stayed put, allowing the tip of the blade to get close enough to allow him to send a jolt of electricity through the blade. To Marcus, it might have felt like sticking a fork in a toaster and though it wouldn't cause him any damage, his hand might feel numb, or tingly for a while. "I'm just here on a school trip, but if you want a 'noble' cause, as you put it, I'm defending my friends and my kind. See it as you will, but that is 'noble' enough for me."
Already feeling worn out from just trying to reason with this hunter, Tybalt shot his head up at the sound of another hunter yelling at the others. They just had to keep on pulling the shame s**t over and over, didn't they?
"You bastards... You never learn..!"
Tybalt's HP: 37/50
Target: n/a
Damage: n/a
Effect: n/a
Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 2/3
Charge Attack: Discharge ( Y1 ) - Swift Strikes / Charge ( Y2 ) - The Chill / Divine Judgement ( Y3 ) - Gamblers Chance
Appearance
Tybalt is a 5'7" black dog, has serrated teeth, and is nearly all black, save for his glowing blue eyes. Atm, he is a large black dog, roughly the size of a calf.
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Blade Kuroda rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 12:32 pm
There was the call to pull back and thus Deryk went ahead and did so. Oh hey. He was given a new weapon. Looking it over for the moment, he still partially had to wonder what the exact reason for capture was. Scratching his head, he looked out the field. The black dog had tried to kill him. Maybe he should try and pin him down? This sounded like a good idea. Then he won't be able to bite him or anyone else. Biting his lip, he took aim at the black dog. Quote: Deryk's HP: 50 Target: Tybalt Damage:n/a Charge:0/3 Status: Appearance: Blond hunter wearing Assassin's creed-like attire with a hidden blade. Now with trap gun!
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 12:34 pm
 If Jerry had issues with skimpy outfits, he was in some trouble; at least three of the Halloween ghouls attacking had cleavage and midriff showing. Mitzi wasn't paying any attention to him, though, as she was getting attacked by another Hunter, one who she had not noticed previously. She yelped as the Hunter's sword made a shallow gash along her shoulder. It stung, but it wouldn't be slowing her down, at least. She took several steps backward, getting herself where her friends could watch her back, and then her face lit up as a familiar demoness joined the fray. "Whisper!" It was a distinct relief to see the second-year, as Mitzi and her friends were distinctly out-matched. Having not fought Hunters like this before, she didn't know what was going on with the guns. The sound of one being fired was simply part of the general din, and didn't attract her attention over the noise of the battle. ------------------------ (( OOC: RP Reaction post Character Name: Mitzi HP: 25/30 Target: - Damage: - Effect: -1 to roll modifier Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3 )) Quote: Please quote Song, Kat, Gets and me for any post involving Mitzi, Reiko, Imryn, or Whisper. Thanks! Appearance 5'3", purple hair, light skin. Wearing a skimpy oriental-ish black and pink outfit, and wielding a long golden spear
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 12:35 pm
This was more... hell. Joachim thought after stepping out of one battle and into another. However unlike the chaos of the Famine room this one was worse there were more there, battling as blood spilled across the ground. The vines and flowers that had taken root underneath his skin seemed to wither and what he assumed died away without the nourishment in the room. Yet there was cause for alarm when Joachim tried to stay out of the way taking in every gruesome scene as he scanned the area. Even the familiar Medea was there reminding him of his haunting memory of the trance that took place while there. He ran, he just took off running, ignoring his heels digging into the blood soaked grass, he just kept running avoiding being hit or even worse decapitated by some hunter. Weaving through in and out, blood splattering on the side of cheek. Joachim didn't stop until he saw someone familiar, Ev! "EV! EV! ARE YOU OK?" He yelled running to her not aware that he was even screaming. Character Name: Joachim Von Helmar HP: 30/30 Target: none Damage: --- Effect: --- Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3 Appearance A boil with orange hair and a permanent frown stuck on his face.
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iloveyouDIE rolled 1 6-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 12:35 pm
Bix was attacked by the bunny and then the ghoul with no legs was back. Their blows were slight, at the best, and he jumped and dodged as much as he could. He was left winded by the end of the fight but since his laughing seemed to make them so mad, he just continued to laugh. He was ready to fire his bow again when a roving band of hunters rushed by him. he found himself slapped with FEAR patches and bandaid smacked across his arms and suddenly he felt invigorated. "Sweet." In his free hand was a trap gun. Despite their poor accuracy, he was a fan. "Hey Mr. Dragon..." Bix aimed for the giant dragon. Would the net stretch that big? Apparently not this one. It hit Sheridan in the nose but didn't expand enough to do anything, clattering to the floor in front of him. "Damn." HP: 50 / 50 Damage: FAIL CAPTURE Charges: 0 / 3 Attacked by: 3 / 3 [Sheridan, Tess, Zurine] Huni Pi Just acknowledging previous attack Amon Larethian You got a net on the nose ;___; JetAlmeara Just acknowledging previous attack
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Bilious rolled 1 6-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 12:38 pm
Jerry gave a sudden yelp and a howl of pain as the Valkyrie leaped at him, but there was little his clumsy attempts to shield himself could do against a massive swinging blade. He tasted blood for a moment before sprawling backwards. He could hear Allan's voice commanding them. He had to get up, had to concentrate, he could do this. He could... blink in confusion as his glasses fell into his lap in pieces and blurry blood splatters. Oh, bother. A passing medical hunter slapped a bandage on him, and he could feel his weakened Fear Shield re-situating itself, a trap gun tossed at him. Before Hel could rally herself for another attack, He squinted blindly in the direction he hoped the harlequin stood, pulling the trigger. "M-m-my nose is n-not bulbous!" He managed to stammer. Lucyal Bilious's character Jerry is attacking Hel with the TRAP GUN but it has MISSED!  Character Name: Jerry Description: Nerdy, bedraggled hunter, missing a lens in his glasses and carrying a bazooka. HP: 33- 10= 23/50 but then there was a mass heal apparently idkkk 50/50 Target: Hel Damage: TRAP GUN?? MISS! Effect: Killzone Zen slap: -5 instead of -6 modifier Number of People Currently Attacking Me: IDK/3 Items: Runic Bandages (Allan- unused), Communication device, Runic Daggers, Pack of tissues, Capture gun (Used once)
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 12:42 pm
Tybalt was still glaring at the hunter when something sailed past him. A net..?
I saw that!
Tybalt's HP: 37/50
Target: n/a
Damage: n/a
Status: Free!
Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 2/3
Charge Attack: Discharge ( Y1 ) - Swift Strikes / Charge ( Y2 ) - The Chill / Divine Judgement ( Y3 ) - Gamblers Chance
Appearance
Tybalt is a 5'7" black dog, has serrated teeth, and is nearly all black, save for his glowing blue eyes. Atm, he is a large black dog, roughly the size of a calf.
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