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Kyrieko rolled 1 6-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-6)
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 Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 10:56 am
Really, she swore she just blinked after that small stumble when she was chasing after Tybalt...and then chaos exploded. LW had been rather shocked and couldn't seem to make her mind grasp what all was happening. At least not until three things caught her attention: Ren's voice, a brief glimpse of Jove, and Tybalt being trapped. With a growl, LW didn't bother to take anything else into account and ran towards her friend. Oh hell no she was not gonna let these...these...the she-wolf realized she didn't even know what they were. Maybe she needed to clear her head more than she thought.
"REN!" She shouted in response, letting her boilfriend know she heard him before skidding over to try and free Tybalt without getting hit or trapped herself. Which was probably asking too much.
 [Total HP value: 40/40
Total damage done: NA
Your target: NA
CURRENT STATUS: Trying to rescue Tybalt - SUCCESS
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 11:01 am
Candace was grumbling and rubbing her arm when another student came up and grabbed her. He was.. so more shorter than her, it was awkward to be grabbed by one of them. But the important thing was she wasn't expecting to be grabbed, stumbling as she was pulled in the bird boy's direction and bending her ankle in a way it should not be bending that quickly. She winced, putting a hand on his shoulder and hissing with pain. Idiot. Candace was glaring at the boy as he begged them to stop, her expression suddenly softening. Oh...he wanted them to stop so they could save their friend? She frowned, looking as sympathetic as a girl with paper in her face could look, lifting a hand to brush the back of her knuckles along the boy's cheek. "Oh. I...I'm sorry. That's all you want to do?" Her knuckles brushed along his cheek again in a slow, comforting motion. "Maybe if you promise..." Her hand suddenly clenched into a fist, pulled back and then swung forward, connecting with the cheek she had just been petting for a swift punch to the face. She hobbled back a step after that, eyes narrowed. Candace rubbed her knuckles. "Maybe if you promise to stop learning to be menaces to society, hmmm? Idiot." Candace limped away after that, not wanting to be near him if she induced some kind of super bird strength. HP: 14/20
Damage done: ONLY HIS HEART? O____O
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 11:05 am
They were menaces to society? All they did was scare people for fun, to collect their living essence! This, this was what being a menace to society was. Coming down upon someone when they were down and giving them a good, extra hard kick.
"We o-only scare, not kill!" Mort yelled at Israfel's captor. "Y-You are menace to s-society!"
He probably only spoke up because he had a group behind him, captured or no.(( Status: Freeeee and trying to speak up ))
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 11:08 am
Aleister paused and looked at the incubus that addressed him. Looking a little shocked. " Oh, .... Sorry?" He totally needed more training, and to learn not to be a dear in the headlights in a place like this. " I.... keep failing at using this thing." He added with a frown as he was dragged behind the incubus. He wasn't really use to trying to make his voice sound feminine either. HP: 20/20 Willow retreated back after having managed to hit one of them, pausing to stick out her tongue. "What do you mean what am I suppose to be?" The tigress might have looked a bit confused, "What are you and why are you wearing red cloaks?"
However she noticed Mei had been caught, this wasn't good. "I'll free you as soon as I can." She hissed watching the undead raccoon and the others with in her field of vision. Hoping that she could keep him distracted with questions and not get fired on herself.Total HP value: 30/30 Total damage done: n/a Your target: n/a CURRENT STATUS: Free
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 11:08 am
Christof gave a sudden gasp of relief as the net fell away in a burst of pixels. He sat up sharply, scanning for his savior- AH! Miss Pepin! Scrambling to his feet, he glancing around for his pocket knife, but he must have dropped it when the net had hit him... DRAT. Just.. just stay calm and... For a brief moment, Amrita was there, only to be sent away after Mistress by Lizzy... no no no she needed to go back to their DORMS, to HIDE! He couldn't go after her, not with so much chaos bubbling around them, he'd just get captured again... Find his knife. That was the top priority. He dropped back down to his knees, frantically searching the trampled grass. 
HP: 40
Status: FREED BY PEPIN!
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 11:10 am
Tybalt continued to hold onto the gun, up until the moment that someone yelled and ran forward; forming a large black scythe in their hand.
"Sparrow!" he called, finally releasing his grip. He didn't want to see another of his friends captured by these creatures. Maybe the reaper would have better luck at staying free, but the chances were still very slim.
Before he could say anything more, he was startled again by LW coming out of nowhere. Making him almost fall over onto his side, tangled in the net. He would have too, if she didn't manage to rip the net off of him.
"Thanks LW!" He gave the she-wolf a friendly pat on the shoulder and got to his feet a second time.
Total HP value: 23/40
Total damage done: n/a
Your target: n/a
CURRENT STATUS: Free!
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 11:16 am
'Not kill'.
HA. Cass almost seemed to laugh at the very idea that these abominations didn't kill. Who were they thinking they were fooling?
"That's a pathetic lie. If you 'don't kill', cretin, tell me why we were cleaning up bodies by the handful hardly a week ago? One of you has killed handfuls of us." she pointed her gun at Mort, but didn't pull the trigger, speaking with venom in her voice, a venom unfitting of the small stature of her male golem.
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 11:17 am
The net flying at Yǐn Cáng was sidestepped rather easily, but it reminded him not to let his guard down. He stayed in constant motion, moving just a little bit, but not daring to stay still, eyes flickering back towards the ones that had shot at him.
This was highly disorganized. Of the apparent students that were left, many were being captured, several were trying to free them, and few were actually attacking. If no one attacked the things would be free to keep capturing them, to keep putting them in those blasted nets.
Yet still more were leaving the field to follow the original cloaked figure. Surely enough had gone to defeat the one being, but if it had desecrated their teacher's body the chance for revenge would be great. Still, with so many leaving it was making things difficult on those that remained. He would just have to hold his ground and attack those he knew to were enemies.
Status: Free and dodgin' yo nets
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 11:18 am
Xander continued to crouch down low to the ground, though he had no doubt that he could still easily be spotted. There really was no where to hide, and no where to run, unless he had chosen to follow the others after the scythe wielding figure that had left moment before.
He still had absolutely no idea why they were being shot at by the cloaked but still studently looking ghouls and boils. Was this some kind of test? Or was it maybe a sport or game that the students at the academy played? Somehow, he doubted it. The reactions of the students he had stood with in the Gym seemed too real. This could not be a game.
Also he had seen one of the cloaked figures burst into a pile of dirt and dust, which was not something he had ever read about.
Slowly, he began to crawl towards other students trapped in nets, looking for one that was in need of assistance. He tried to keep an eye out for flying nets headed in his direction, and he also silently cheered on the Yin as he watched the mantis boil charge after the one who had captured him earlier, hoping that the boil didn't get himself captured again...
Current HP: 30/30
Status: Free but still not knowing what's going on! This some kind of horrible game, gaiz? biggrin
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 11:19 am
"I could say the same for you." Remi said after landing from the missed hit. Palms originally on the ground, he soon placed one on his knee and pushed himself back to his height. Brushing his palms together, any dirt and loose degree was removed. Like a raccoon... remi hated to get his hands dirty. Both figuratively and literally. The demon in front of him was shorter, only a few inches but when Remi rounded off around a even 6 foot, it was enough that if close enough he would be looking down at the other man. "Don't think your little net, which missed by the way, went unnoticed." The blue fox all but purred back, narrowing his eyes suspiciously. This was all a trap... and he felt secure not to fall for it again. Right? Where the hell had the one they were chasing originally gotten off to anyways?
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 11:21 am
Ryan blinked at Willow. Perhaps this creature was a little more dense than he had first thought.
"Exactly what I said. What are you?" He repeated again, speaking more slowly so that maybe she could understand better. "My first guess would be a tiger, because of all the stripes and all, but I really can't tell..." He muttered, flicking the thick busy striped tail as he eyed the creature curiously. The fact that all these creatures had a human like appearance was a little unnerving. Most of them looked about the same age as he did. It was creepy really.
:Its probably not her true form.: Locke chipped in thoughtfully. :She probably has some sort of beast form.:
Well that's comforting...
He gave the ghost girl another look of confusion. He couldn't really answer her own question, since he really had no idea himself.
"Dunno'." Was all he said and shrugged.
Total HP value: 19/20
Total damage done: n/a
Your target: n/a
Is currently a female 4" undead raccoon, sitting on top of Dakota's shoulders.
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 11:23 am
When Mort saw that a second voice came from a small, greenish monster, at first he was stunned; was that Chuppi speaking? But no, the voice was different, far colder than the monster had ever spoken to him with . . .
Plus, well, it had a gun.
He raised his hands in a confused manner, palms forward as if peaceable. Whatever the Hunter had called him, it didn't sound nice. "D-Don't know," he answered, hating that his voice trembled even then. "W-We d-d-don't kill, would n-not get FEAR if d-dead."(( Status: Free and totally confused ))
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 11:34 am
"Okay." Savior didn't need any prodding and was soon off to where she had seen West depart.
(Exit)
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 11:47 am
There! The knife! Christof lunged forward, scooping it up victoriously... but if he did anything, he needed to help take down those red-cloaked impostors. He scanned the field, spotting one of the smaller creatures nearby, and his stomach jumped. That hunch... such a small figure... was... was that a young Igor?? He had never seen one so small and young like him, what was it doing helping those traitors?? He turned to Mort, a serious expression on his face as he offered the knife out, pointing to their trapped friends before practically shoving it into the zombie's hands. That done, he motioned back to the red cloaks and then to himself before slamming a fist into his hand to illustrate his own plan.
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iloveyouDIE rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 11:52 am
Ulmuka watched as the man fled, others of their group following, but he had been with the pink haired ghoul and the cowboil and now they were once more trapped under nets. The strix did as he had done before, leaping on top of the closest one and tearing at it with his talons and teeth. The closest happened to be Lizzy. He was unaware of what she was so the sight of a giant bird boil standing on top of her body and snapping at her with his vicious mouth was probably not an encouraging one. Muka was susprisingly precise though and managed only to be snagging the ropes. He was puzzled as these ropes seemed stronger or maybe he wasn't catching them the right way. Either way this net would take a little more work than the last time. Any time a red cloaked creature would near him the boil would fluff out his wings and screech at them threatening. Total HP value: 30 / 30 CURRENT STATUS: UNCAPTURED - Attempting to Free Lizzy Your target:
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