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 Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 11:55 am
(( Post Proxy for Rown~ )) Why were they being taunted, being caught like animals? Chuppi couldn't understand any of it and, to be honest, she was somewhat glad for it. She couldn't get to the sides of her friends who were still trapped because of the red cloaks and she frowned deeply. If it hadn't been for Mort still talking to the one she had attacked Chuppi might not have noticed. The enemy before her was one if her kind, another Chupacabra. Normally she would have been delighted but this....this was wrong. To take on the form of her kind and hunt down her companions? It was....insulting.
"What are you? You are no kin of mine, abomination. " Her words were hissed through gritted teeth, her fangs on show as her eyes glowed. ~ ~ ~ Mort stood corrected: now he had heard Chuppi's cold voice. Cold hissing voice. Same thing when it had glowing eyes in the mix. Don't get her mad, he decided for future reference; those spines looked terribly sharp.
He turned to Christof as the knife was slapped into his hands. Get the others out, he interpreted. That he could do. "Be careful, sir," he mumbled to the igor, gripping the weapon with a nod. "W-Will come to help asap."
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iloveyouDIE rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 12:01 pm
Bix had dropped back, fiddling with his net gun after his first capture. It suddenly seemed like a better idea, in all of the fray, to lose his red cloak. He ripped it off and threw it underfoot, now only seeming like a large Halloween ghoul. He was looking for a target but many of the students were falling under their nets. It was hard to target with all of the dodging and moving but there was a familiar mass that wasn't doing much moving at all. "Hello Handsome.." He employed his falsetto and called out to the Igor who was standing with another patched up looking undead. Bix himself was quite the sight with his perfectly proportioned parts and his delicately rouged features. He playfully tapped one of his neck bolts as if he were a playful woman. Why did he seem to have so much fun acting like a girl? He remembered the hunchback from the Haunted House and they'd exchanged a few blows. He was as good a target as any. He sauntered forward, trying to roll his stitched up hips under the gauzy white gown. "Bang!" Almost point blank he'd netted the hunchback and then stood to fix the tall stack of skunk striped hair on his head. Total HP value: 20 Total damage done: SUCCESS Your target:
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 12:13 pm
Lizzy was frozen in fear, her expression locked in something that resembled this: D8.
Who cares about hunters, heartache and chaos when a giant bird is trying to eat you for dinner?
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 12:22 pm
Suddenly friends were appearing left and right to help her. Roch and Demi weren't successful, but it didn't matter--she appreciated the help, her eyes growing a little misty. The hellhound's words brought a weak smile to her face. "Believe me, I hate being the damsel in distress." And she really did. It was disappointing that she had trained so hard, but was unable to even use any of those attacks because she was always caught.
...Though she did land a nice hit on one of those Hunters earlier. She was pretty proud of that.
She wanted to tell them to run, but by this point, she figured that they were all in the same mindset as Vaith. Xiu was also itching to get free and help the others.
Eventually, Levi's attempt was successful, and the baku was quick to throw her arms around the Tatzel the moment she was free. "Thank you..." Mixed in with the whisper of relief was a quaver of fear--though she had tried to cast the thought aside, Xiu couldn't help but wonder what would have happened if the Hunters had successfully made away with her. Would she have also been turned into a weapon? If that happened...
No, she didn't want to think about it.
She drew back from the hug, turning to look over her shoulder. "I-I can walk, but...I'm going to stay here for a while--we need to take down those Hunters. Go on first, you guys." She turned back to give the tatzel's hand a small squeeze, her eyes falling on Roch and Demi. There were more people now--maybe if they split their efforts between attacking and freeing, they would be successful.
And Vaith...would he leave as well? Probably not as long as Tybalt and Mei were still caught, but hopefully that wouldn't be for long. "We need to save the others."Quote:  Total HP value: 40/40 Total damage done: -- Your target: -- CURRENT STATUS: Free
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 12:28 pm
Candace had broken Israfel's heart. Why so cruel Candace, why so cruel? Stumbling back, earwings an feathers went flat. They didn't kill, it was the rules. You don't kill, you just scare. But sometimes, "But that wasn't us, bad ones... there are bad ones that kill, but we don't. We're not supposed to. If we kill- if we kill-" Mort had the right of it. Israfel whimpered, unsure. "Why do you want to capture us?"
HP 40
Status: Brokenhearted :C
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kuropeco rolled 1 6-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 12:35 pm
Gale slanted a gaze towards the kitsune, one brow lifting in amusement.
"So I've been caught," he said mildly, turning slowly to face the other, his head tilted to scrutinize the blue-haired creature. He was looking at him with an angry, suspicious face, which made Gale's lips move in a careful smirk.
<< Kittys' gotten mad. >> said Jinhai lightly.
"It only missed because I wasn't quite trying hard enough," responded Gale. Then he grinned. "Feel like being my next target?"
((  Total HP value: 20/20
Total damage done: N/A.
Your target: N/A.
Status: 5'7" male raum demon with waist-length curly black hair and dark grey horns. ))------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ He heard LW's voice as though from far away; somewhere, through the din of the chaotic noise of the hunters and Halloween creatures alike.
"LW!" Ren screamed, his wings clattering against his back as he spun around, eyes searching for her - and then he saw her, just beyond the way, struggling to help an equally familiar black dog from one of the nets.
"LW! TYBALT!"
He tried running, but it was slow going - and he tripped over someone very familiar.
"JOVE!"
The little puppy was wriggling around in one of the nets, looking desperate, and Ren dropped to his knees, fingers grappling with the restraints.
"Jove, hang on, hang on! I'm going to free you - "
((  Total HP value: 40/40
Total damage done: N/A.
Your target: N/A.
Status: Attempting to free Jove - SUCCESS! ))------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Sparrow's aim had been true; and he was quite pleased with the scythe connecting with the creature he knew to be a hunter. But then he could hear LW's voice and Tybalt's as the black dog scrambled free.
"LW! Tybalt!" he called, relieved as he jogged towards them, the scythe still extended. "I'm so glad you're all right!"
Xiu was a few feet away, standing with a few others, and Sparrow gave her a look of concern, biting his lower lip. There was also another pink-haired ghoul that he could recall having seen with the baku trapped in one of the nets as well.
Wren. Are you here?
Sparrow sincerely hoped she wasn't.
((  Total HP value: 30/30
Total damage done: N/A.
Your target: N/A. ))
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 12:45 pm
Laughter. Hysterical laughter. Cass was getting swept up in the situation and was starting to get to that point where the sheer madness of the situation fueled her. It was too good, it was all too good. She could terrorize these things all day, their little mewlings empowered her.
"Maybe you should ask the grown ups if you kill or not, because it seems to me like you might be the only ones not in the know." she grinned wickedly, though her attention soon turned to the female variant of her own golem, the male body hissed back to the smaller female, reveling. "Ha! You are stupid to come out to play if you don't know what is out here to get you."
To be called an abomination by one of these things, though? She just laughed even more, as though in the throes of a fit.
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 1:05 pm
 Otto:Total HP value: 17/20 Total damage done: ---- Your target: ---- Otto was slightly disturbed by Cass's overindulgence and apparent insanity regarding bullying the monsters. Just slightly. Then again, Otto hated just about everybody. Always. His attention returned to his Posse, raising a brow. "You know, I think I'd enjoy this mission even more if I were in my own body instead of dealin' with these massive chesticles." He glared down at his golem body, grabbing the well endowed chest he had and gave them a good squish. Soft.
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 1:19 pm
Was Eva enjoying herself? Well, you could say that. Things were slightly less chaotic now that have of the monsters had gone after Caelius (good god, hopefully the man would be able to handle all of them) and that many of them had been captured now. At the very least, she preferred this mission to the very first one.
The young woman pointedly ignored any of the yelling that the creatures directed at any of the Hunters, her attention drawn to Otto as he began to speak. She started to nod in agreement, but froze when he got to the end of that sentence. Chesticles.
Chesticles?
Eva doubled over in laughter, her shoulders shaking as she clasped her hands over her mouth and tried to suppress her giggling. When she was finally (somewhat) recovered, she straightened up, tears in her eyes as she clapped a hand on his shoulder. "Stay classy." Another giggle as she looked over to Reine.
(( Total HP value: 12/20
Total damage done: --
Your target: -- ))
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 1:36 pm
Quirking his eyebrow also, Remi separated his arms and gave a huge shrug of his shoulders. More to taunt and make a show of it all than to actually have made a point. "So your aim sucks a**. No ones complaining, man." He gave a toothy grin, showing off that the fox had sharper looking canines than a regular human would have dreamed of. "But then again." He clucked his tongue on the roof of his mouth. " ...I speak only for my team." Trio of tails lashing about, he moved somewhat to the side and eyed the other with interest while keeping his distance. "So tell me." He waved a hand, ignoring the threat the other made visually but mentally taking note. " Why do you look like us." He never expected a answer, but damn if he was not going to ask anyways. Guess this explains how they seem to know so much. HP: 40/40 Dmg: n/a Target: Gale Golem Objective: Annoying little s**t
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 1:37 pm
Tybalt ran over to where Ren and Jove stood, tugging LW along so that she wouldn't be left behind. Thankfully Ren had made quick work of the net containing the little wisp, setting him free again. Now? Now they just had to do something about the others.
Easier said than done... There were how many hunters here?
"You okay Jove?" He looked down at the wisp with concern, before glancing back at Ren. "Think we got a chance..?" He asked. For once, there was no snarky tone in his voice. No snide remarks. There was just one seriously pissed off black dog.
"Sparrow!" He greeted the reaper when he caught up with them, offering the other a high five and a toothy grin. "Nice hit back there, and thanks."
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 1:58 pm
If the moon hunter noticed the look of shock on his face when she'd spoken, she didn't give any indication, pulling him along until she was sure they were out of any direct line of fire. Especially away from the bug-thing. That seemed to be the downside of golems -- they couldn't attack in them, couldn't summon their weapons, couldn't do much of anything except shoot their traps and then try not to get attacked if they missed. Snapping her head over her shoulder to see if there was any danger, she took a moment to give 'him' a look, green eyes regarding him with only mild interest. "Don't be. The accuracy on the trap-guns aren't very good," she replied in a cool, even tone, sounding neither cross nor particularly sympathetic either. Still, the fact that she offered him a reason that he could be misfiring was more she gave most.
Letting go of his wrist, she ducked behind a tree with a generous girth, dropping to one knee to start reloading the gun as quickly as she could, eyes focused downward on the trap even as she spoke again. "Are you new?" she asked, her tone still even and nonjudgmental, despite how the words might have been construed as insulting.HP: 20/20 Round Status: Trap used
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Interesting Conversationalist
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kalindara rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 2:05 pm
In the initial swarm of battle, Davey had lost sight of his companions. That they were all tiny certainly didn't help. It took a while, but Davey eventually spotted a familiar green, scaley figure. He ran in that direction, darting around and under bigger bodies. " Ca- Miguel!" he remembered her new name in time. Probably best that the enemy didn't know their real names for the next time they fought in real bodies. Because Davey recognised several monsters on the field as ones who had attacked them not so long ago. "There you are!" The short kitsune skidded to a halt next to Cass. Spying the larger monsters yelling at her, Davey's tails puffed out like an angry cat. "You leave Miguel alone!" he yelled at a man in a cowboy hat. Davey may not have had Azrael (except as a sarcastic voice in his mind), but Caelius had thoughtfully left them the guns. Darting in front of Cass, Davey took aim and fired. The recoil knocked him to the ground, but when he looked up, he had hit his target. With a whoop of victory, he darted back to Cass' side. Tails fanned out higher than his head, Davey doing his best to look intimidating. He and Cass might be tiny, but they had each other! (( Total HP value: 20 Total damage done: Capture of Mort successful! Your target: ))
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 2:24 pm
Willow paused looking at the Raccoon. "Ohhhh..... your serious..." Welp at least she could without doubt bet it was human now, her hands were still on her hips. She wasn't about to let her guard down but she narrowed her eyes and answered him anyways. "A tiger's a good guess, you keep firing those nets at my friends and I'll prove it to you."
If he wanted her to prove she was a tiger she could. It wasn't that hard. However, she still wasn't letting him off that easy, "If you don't know what we are, or what you are. Then I'll assume you're not from here." She was still inching closer to Mei, where she could attempt to pull the net off when she got a chance tail flickering. "That leaves the question of how did you get here?" Hopefully this was buying a decent amount of time...Total HP value: 30/30 Round Status: Attack used ----------------- Aleister was glad they had finally stopped running and hid behind a tree. He looked at the other hunter when she said the guns weren't that good anyways. " Oh, well that's good to know." He was looking at his own and started to reload. He nodded, " Yes, I woke up with the newest batch. Cass was helping me for a little while, she was my assigned partner on my first mission..." He added not sure if the other hunter even cared. Though that mission was plenty icky. So he tried not to recall it as much as he possibly could. HP: 20/20 Round Status: Trap used
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 2:52 pm
Zar struggled, he wriggled, he fought, and it felt like the more he did, the more stuck he was. The net seemed to sap what little strength he had, only compounded by the barrier around him. Still, there was that primal panic in him of the animal caught in the trap and even as pinned to the ground as he was, his tail still lashed from side to side irritably as if set to pounce the moment he was free.
He couldn't escape, but he could listen, and listen he did, watching the various strange caped students around him, trying to make some sort of informed decision about who the hell he was even dealing with. There was no one left around that he recognised or could hear, only strangers, caped or otherwise, both at the moment seeming equally potentially hostile.
But still, even in the midst of the madness, he was trying very hard to think about some way to get out of this. Some way to bargain, anything. But he was coming up with nothing but blanks.
"I still think this is a mistake" he snarled to anyone who'd even listen.
((HP:23.5/30
Status: CAPTURED))
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