Solia was still shaking, worried, trying to make sense of it all, trying to figure out what to do, who to help, how to help. A small scream as the flames came down as she went behind a rock. This wasn't what the recruiter had told her she'd be doing. This was fighting. This was not discovery. This was pain and suffering. This was not knowledge. This was not what Solia had signed up for.
Hunter Damage:486 Halloween Damage:471
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
Eva opened her mouth to answer Marcus, but was quite rudely--and unexpectedly--interrupted when the creature suddenly fired off an attack at them. The girl staggered backwards at the sudden pain, crouching down and wrapping her arms around herself. Although she could hear Chara calling her name in a concerned--and frankly, rather panicked--tone, it was hard to focus on anything but the pain. It felt as if little hooks were digging into her flesh, pulling out at different directions and--
--then it was gone. Eyes fluttering open, the girl stared down at her shaking hands, noting with some confusion that she was fine. An...illusion? Had she just imagined the pain? No, something was definitely different, but she wasn't quite sure what.
Swallowing, she quickly scrambled back to the her and looked to the side. "Gale, Marcus! Are you two...?"
Mot gave Xiu an apologetic shrug at her nod. Yeah, maybe he'd been a little bit flighty earlier. But he would rather be a goofball than wallow in despair anymore.
Just then, the creature beast shot out a familliar attack. He braced for impact...
And felt not a whole lot. What he did hear, other than a roar? He wasn't sure. He couldn't concentrate enough to pick it out. What did it mean? What could he even do about it? It was gone now.
It had to have come from the beast, right?
Stats:
Name: Mot O'Boyle HP: 45/50 Effect: You think you hear something more than just the roar of the attack. But if you concentrate...
Great. More Fire. Melvin was sure he would be set ablaze just like the fog dragon and braced himself for the fire that was sweeping in all directions. There was no escape, and he braced himself for painful heat.
What he instead got was a warm breeze, like stepping under a warm vent after being out in the cold, and confused, he removed his hands from over his head and looked around.
Well that was weird. Some dragon.
"I'm not complaining."
Hunter Damage:486 Halloween Damage:474
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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The rocks couldn't block out the roaring.
At least he thought it was roaring, at first, the howls were animal and wracked with pain, and he realized distantly it was him-
He was screaming. It felt like he was being torn apart by the pack of dogs again, and in a heady instant all the hatred from the mirrors was back- he clutched at his head, digging at the gash, rolling on the rocks. Pain was a welcome distraction from the absolute agony-
and then it left him, boneless on the ground, scream dissolving into a sob, throat raw. His hands and head were sticky with blood from the gash again.
"s**t," he cried, "s**t, s**t, it was fire, it was fire the last time,"
Hunter Damage: 486 Halloween Damage: 474
Stats:
Name: Harrison Hughes Charge: 0/3 HP: 39/50 FEAR Strength: 90% Insanity Strength: 20% 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.
Crying out as the attack hit, Kat gritted her teeth, and swatted at air in attempts to stop what ever it was that was pulling at her. It hurts! When it was over, she was relieved to find that she was unscathed.. sort of.
Hunter Damage: 487 Halloween Damage: 474
Stats:
Name: Katherine Taylor HP: 33/50 FEAR Strength: 90% Insanity Strength: 20% Items: None RP Blurb: 5'6" and looks like this but has a small scar on the side of her face that goes all the way up the side of her cheek to her hairline
"I have no idea what it is," said Gale grimly, though his mind went back to the enormous creature that they had fought before, back when there had been the Aria-imposter. This looked somewhat similar, but he had thought...they had thought...
He heard a gasp, and then Eva was on the ground, her eyes wide with terror and Gale felt his heart seize in his chest. He pushed his way towards her and grabbed her shoulders, helping her to her feet.
"I'm fine," he said, looking at her for any signs of a wound. "I'm fine, but you - you're not - are you okay?"
Sparrow had been running himself ragged attempting to determine what the Jack was going on, and now he stared up at the beast in abject horror, giving a small gasp of pain from its attack.
Trembling, she emerged from the rock, arms shaking as she held the bow up. "Dieu me pardonne." A short fire, the same sorrow filled note. Israfel had begun a lament. For what Solia didn't know, only that this wasn't right. And somehow, she wasn't sure what was going to save them anymore.
Hunter Damage:487 Halloween Damage:474 Damage: 1
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
The black dog continued to bite and tear, but was knocked free when the giant behemoth shifted.
Hunter Damage: 487 Halloween Damage: 474
stats:
Name: Tybalt HP: 29/50 Damage: 0 Target: BOSS FEAR Strength: 95% Insanity Strength: 25% Items: None RP Blurb: Looks like this or this. Depending on which form he is in.
When he'd gotten the shivering under control enough, Jordan charged towards the creature again, brought Ferros around in a rapid arc; the weapon growled as he struck, frustrated by the lack of real solidity to what they were fighting.
The creature barely seemed to notice the attacks being hailed down on it. Irritated and chilled, Jordan fell back, gravitating automatically towards Harrison and Rep again. "You guys okay?"
Hunter Damage: 491 Halloween Damage: 474
Stats:
Name: Jordan Miller HP: 60/60 FEAR Strength: 90% Insanity Strength: 25% Items: 1 Corrupted Runic Bandage, 1 Runic Bandage, 1 Horseman Vial RP Blurb: Human wearing a red scarf, shoulder-length blond hair in a ponytail, carrying a massive hammer with red runes
He did not know what he was fighting for anymore, except a way out of here, out of the dense fog that surrounded them and away from the creature that shrieked and bellowed, sending waves of fire across where they stood.
But Sparrow was not deterred. He swung the scythe around, sending tendrils of black smokey shadows spiraling through the air and slammed the blade into the creature, gritting his teeth and giving a low hiss of pain.
Were they...? Yes, yes, she could see them now, and she could hear Shun call out to her to reassure her that they were okay. Although they may have taken a hit, her friends were still standing and alive. Shoulders sagging in relief, she turned back to eye the creature--Red? She really didn't want to call her that when she wasn't sure--with a grimace. Honestly, the baku didn't have any idea of what was going on right now--was it a good thing or a bad thing to feed the creature FEAR, for example?--so the best she could do was go off of her gut instinct.
And for now, her gut said to fight, so she would fight.
Hunter Damage: 491 Halloween Damage: 481
(( Stats: ))
Name: Xiuying HP: 48/50 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 5% Items: 2 Pumpkin Pills RP Blurb:5'2" baku ghoul
Melvin moved back, turning when he noticed Otto close by shivering as if he just came out of a arctic lake. He didn't look good, and his pale complexion worried the Lifer a bit more than he cared to admit.
I have bandages. He remembered he went through all that mess with Rep and Jenga to get them. Now was as good a time as any.
Moving over, he showed his intent by showing the bandages he had. "Hey, uh...how about some help."
It was his first time even using runic bandages, and he worked with the clumsy grace of someone not familiar with their task. The result was just the smallest boost. Of course, Melvin had no idea if he did anything or if he just made a mess of things.
Hunter Damage:491 Halloween Damage:481
Name: Melvin HP: 40/40 FEAR Strength: 90% Insanity Strength: 40% Target: Otto - Healing Charges: 2/3 Items: Med Kit X 2, 2 Corrupted Runic Bandages RP Blurb: Sweater-wearing, tall, immaculate man with a red gun.
Snarling as the cold ripped into him, unnatural, Frost struck out again. "There needs to be a way to get into that thing, to get to it's weakness." Claws went for the runes on it's body. Hunters used them- perhaps they had a part to this madness, this affliction. "Clyde, have you any skills to pick this thing apart?"
