`Swirly generated a random number between
1 and 22 ...
22!
`Swirly
Hygienic Sex Symbol
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Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2014 8:59 pm
Round 2 - 0/40 HP
The mirror was in front of Finitay and although her body was mostly stuck in the same place, unable to do more than just stay in her locked position. She gripped her staff tightly and watched as she saw her future as a Horseman… Driven, bloodthirsty, without any other goal except finding a means to the end of that goal. Her eyes were wide with horror as she watched her future and the heavy limbs made it impossible to move away or react to what was happening. The fragments in front of her told a tale of blood, sweat, tears, and work…. And for some that would be fine but for her it was almost as bad as the nightmare of before.
“NO.”
Swinging her staff violently she struck the image – and realized a little too late that she had hit someone else. Hard.
Rapidashtrainer
Clopper
OOC
My character's username: Finitay My character's level: 26 Character's HP: 40 Current party: None Current Guild: None Location: White Queen's Castle Small IC description of character:
Fire engine red hair, all the way down to her knees with braids of random thickness throughout. Vivid blue eyes, upturned nose, stubborn chin, and a pair of bunny ears precariously on her head.
tokalastreasure generated a random number between
1 and 22 ...
18!
Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2014 9:00 pm
1st round; last post!
Someone guiding... It shoots through him and his eyes go wide. He remembers the old man. The old man he stole the boat from. How he let him keep it. He gave it back shortly after but that man taught him to never steal something special to someone. The way he loved his boats, he was going to take that joy. He couldn't stop the itch in his claws but he could pick where to aim it and that man taught him that.
MY STATS
My character's username: Willard My character's level: 31 Character's HP: 40 Character's Job Class: White Rabbit Herald Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: Basile is a short 4'11 and sickly. He seems to be suffering from a constant cold and has dark eyes. He gives an air of being suspicious. Character journal:LINK
ANY PERSON I AM RPING WITH I WILL QUOTE LIKE THIS
tokalastreasure
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`Swirly generated a random number between
1 and 22 ...
8!
`Swirly
Hygienic Sex Symbol
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Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2014 9:00 pm
Round 2 - 0/40 HP
Finitay turned her head, feeling bad for the hard hit she had given someone else and was struck by the beginning of yet another memory in a mirror across from where she was. She was… embracing someone. The were dressed all in black and had tons of weapons on them. Sluggishly, like moving through hip-high mud she made her way closer. She wanted to watch this… wanted to see her future.
Staring, super excited at the idea of finding love Finitay was almost in a completely dazed state that she almost didn’t see the coat that SHE had wrapped around her shoulders. It was a hunter. Whoever she was kissing was a HUNTER.
That soft excitement turned into panic and Finitay yet again swung her staff hard, the shattering of mirror taking the image of embrace away and also again, she smacked the crap out of someone.
Tears filled her eyes and she turned away, if that was her future she would forever be an outcast.
the_scowling_cat
Phymi
OOC
My character's username: Finitay My character's level: 26 Character's HP: 40 Current party: None Current Guild: None Location: White Queen's Castle Small IC description of character:
Fire engine red hair, all the way down to her knees with braids of random thickness throughout. Vivid blue eyes, upturned nose, stubborn chin, and a pair of bunny ears precariously on her head.
`Swirly generated a random number between
1 and 22 ...
8!
Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2014 9:01 pm
Round 2 - 0/40 HP
Eyes still teary from shattering a second mirror, Finitay froze and stared into yet another. In this one she was before her parents and that same Hunter stood beside her. Why were the mirrors taunting her with something that she would never do? Even if it meant giving up happiness she would never choose to make her family out-right hate her. And just that quickly the images on the mirror swirled and she was alone, staring at a picture of her with the hunter and crying…
She was crying and alone and most definitely sitting in her childhood bedroom…
So she had chosen to stay with her family and now she was as alone as ever… What did that tell her about her family?
“NO, NO, NO, NO, NO.” Screaming, enraged now – not only did Finitay summon the strength to bash through the mirror and continued bashing it repeatedly.
Her future was going to be her own; no matter the consequences to her family and past. Damn them.
Raja
Frostpaw
OOC
My character's username: Finitay My character's level: 26 Character's HP: 40 Current party: None Current Guild: None Location: White Queen's Castle Small IC description of character:
Fire engine red hair, all the way down to her knees with braids of random thickness throughout. Vivid blue eyes, upturned nose, stubborn chin, and a pair of bunny ears precariously on her head.
Toshihiko Two generated a random number between
1 and 22 ...
1!
Toshihiko Two
Sugary Marshmallow
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Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2014 9:02 pm
[ ROUND 2 - tuffluff's HP 30 / 40 HP ]
He hadn't had a chance to run into a mirror all his own. Rather, he found himself witnessing another. This one belonging to a fellow demon. The familiar halls of amity stood before him, bustling with life. Everyone was so active, happy. Together.
Save for one. He peered at the figure, alone. Dark features downcast as he remained solitary, away from them. That... was a rather cruel fate, wasn't it? He moved to draw closer, soon learning it was a mistake as it wasn't the crow he was moving to tell it was okay.
It was the mirror. Which shattered a moment later and gave way to the weapon which fell across him a well, a yelp escaping him as he stumbled back with a grimace. Though it wasn't anger he returned, but a sad smile. He hadn't meant it, he wouldn't have wanted to stay in a land like that either... "It's... okay." But it did hurt. A lot.
OOC
My character's username: tufffluff My character's level: 51 Character's HP: 30/40 Character's Job Class: Sentry Caterpillar Current party: None Currently Current Guild: None Currently Location: Small IC description of character: (See image on the left) 5'5" male, and tends to come off as young at a glance. This is partially due to the goofy grin that's probably evident on his face. He has black hair that is messy and tied in the back in a ponytail, his eyes are nearly as dark a black. If there is any 'sheen' to it it's more brownish. A fluffy dog's set of ears and tail are added. Aside from that, he really doesn't look like he'd make a good wall... BUT HE'LL DO HIS BEST. Character journal:Here
Moon petals wasnt sure what to do, looking towards him and now another. Her ears perked up as she now heard another voice. She looked around at first, but then went back towards his direction. Now seeing he was walking towards someone. Taking a step to the side to get a look and saw who it was she was hearing.
Ears pulled back once more as she looked to him and then to the new person she didn't know. "..." She looked towards the ground, slightly now realizing. But, she couldnt help but see this memories? Or was she being forced to watch? Her tail wrapped around her left leg, as she hugged herself.
A fear of flames... Which she doesn't quite understand. She doesn't know of it, quite like they do? Since she knew one day she well have learned and gain foxfire. She didn't know what to do for them... For him.
phantompanther13
XD; -laughs- thanks?
chirigami
owo!
Magician Arcana generated a random number between
1 and 22 ...
11!
Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2014 9:04 pm
[ ROUND 2 - 40 HP / 40 HP ]
Alex sat at his desk and rubbed his eyes once, twice, thrice, but still she remained. That faceless puppet in the pale blue dress with golden curls. Alice AI, on his computer screen. Alex had been writing a report for his family's business, you know, the usual. Suddenly she just... Appeared. There was no prompting or reasoning.
A line of text appeared above her petite body. "DO YOU MISS YOUR FRIENDS, BOIISONFIYAH?"
It had been years since he had read that name. It brought a sad, wistful smile to his lips. God, how dumb had he been? BoiisonFIYAH? How had anyone taken him seriously in that game? None of those friendships had last, especially not the one he had wanted to --
"DO YOU WANT TO SEE ULKA URSA, TEDDOMINATION, AGAIN?" Alex sat rigid in his seat. Around him was the hubbub of the day, but it barely touched him. He was cold, and sweating. "Yes," a soft hiss of a whisper escaped.
"I CAN MAKE YOUR DREAMS COME TRUE. YOU JUST NEED TO RETURN TO WONDERLAND AND BE COMPLIANT. WILL YOU RETURN, ALEX? ULKA WANTS YOU. HE MISSES YOU.
HE MISSES YOU."
Yes and No buttons appeared below Alice AI.
Before Alex had any idea what was happening, his mouse was moving towards the 'Yes'.
Shuddering from the dream, that vision of temptation and sorrow, Alex couldn't help but cry. It was too much. This was just too damn much. Watching as he chose to lie to Ulka, Die for Ulka, and now... Now enslave himself for Ulka. Because somehow they had fallen apart.
Anger surged through him. He made a knights promise. Gripping his weapon tightly he lunged forward and broke the mirror.
kuroopu
I'm so sorry Kuro tears. _ruffian_ is the one being hit.
CARD I ROLLED ON ROUND 2 HERE
MY STATS
My character's username: BoiisonFIYAH My character's level: 57 Character's HP: 40 Character's Job Class: White Rabbit Herald Current party: Teddomination Current Guild: Raiders of the Lost Ark Location: The End Small IC description of character: A tall, thin guy with orange-blonde hair in a pony, two large brown wings, in the red and orange Rabbit outfit with gray fluff. Character journal:here
The mirrors gathered around them, and SpringTooth turned in place -- he hadn't even successfully attacked the figure, hadn't dealt her damage. And now it was too late: his eyes focusing on one shard as it settled in front of him, drawing him into a picture of the future --
___________________________
No one in his family has ever discussed where the family sword has come from, how it was made, nor how its power exactly works. And, for his part, Harrow has never really taken the time to wonder and worry about its origins. It is the ancestral weapon, its shapeshifting part of the family's legacy, and that is that.
In this dream, though, the truth -- or a truth -- or a possible truth, at least, is revealed. Because, in this dream, the sword has been destroyed and the family legacy lost. It is his fault that this happened, and so it is his job to put things right again. It doesn't matter that he can't remember what he did, how he did it, nor why: all that matters now is that he make amends, whatever that means, however that means, without waffling or hesitating. And so he will.
It is his duty to take the sword's place. The ritual is long and complicated. He stands in the middle of a circle of serious family members, once again the carcass amongst vultures, as they chant and gesture. And he can feel his body melting away, changing, cool metal and stillness and only his mind remains trapped, forever, in his new shape.
___________________________
The vision let his heart pounding, and as it melted away, he saw the Queen's face reflected back at him in the mirror. In a frenzy, he lunged forward, not realizing that he was attacking InvisibleDog on the other side...
Prolixity
Three days to think it over, the guy had said, and stopped Noah from answering enthusiastically right then. Three days, to be absolutely sure, because there was no taking this decision back. It hadn't even really been a debate, and he'd packed a bag on the first night, hidden it under the bed, planned how to sneak out on the third night, how to leave his old life behind. He'd had an acceptance letter and a scholarship, but the university would give that to someone else when he didn't turn up. What was college when you were being recruited to be a superhero?
Don't try to look for me, the note he left on the kitchen table read. This is something I want to do. I love you.
The memory ached now, now that he knew he couldn't go back, that his family thought he was dead. He didn't know if he'd have done anything different, but he hadn't meant it that way. He slid a sideways look at Peyton, feeling obscurely ashamed; her family had been fractured by grief, and he'd left his own family behind without giving it much thought. It must seem callous to her.
MY STATS
My character's username: InvisibleDog My character's level: 28 Character's HP: 40 Character's Job Class: Dormouse Doctor Current party: - Current Guild: Eat Me Location: Small IC description of character: Tall male with light skin, short purple hair, and hazel eyes. He wears white mouse ears and a pair of tiny white feathered wings. His Dormouse coat is white. Character journal:Log
My character's username: SpringTooth My character's level: 54 Character's HP: 40 Character's Job Class: Royal Gryphon Current party: None Current Guild: None Small IC description of character: Six feet tall with dark, somber, enticing eyes and posture that says he's afraid of nothing. Character journal:Here
Baneful generated a random number between
1 and 22 ...
17!
Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2014 9:05 pm
[ Round 2 HP : 40/40 ]
Lawr in the middle of the chaos around him tried to concentrate on America and managed to somehow seize a few interesting snippets of her own visions. But before he could respond or taunt her the way he wanted to he was pulled back down into a vision of his own.
He was dying. He knew he was. He'd still done everything he could to preserve himself and drawn upon every last survival instinct he possessed. He had tried to find the exit but as he rapidly lost blood, as the pain became unbearable and impossible to overcome even for his own strength of will he had become confused and lost his way in the darkness. His sense of touch had failed him as his extremities numbed until he could no longer tell the difference between flesh and stone. Finally he had fallen what felt like a long way, a pit in the cave he'd staggered into unaware. The explosion of pain that followed was merely a counterpoint to the creeping numbness. He lay broken at the bottom. Once again he was what they'd called catatonic once upon a time. He half curled and waited for death.
When the light came, intruding upon his pain he wondered delirious if it was Death himself come to collect or if his attackers had simply come to finish the job as they were welcome to. As instead she moved into view he realised it was somehow worse than either of the previous options had been. When he'd envisioned his death, his very final death she had been there, not a personification of a state, not some grand warrior party. And somehow that vision being rendered real made his predicament in turn more real, this truly was the end.
But he had to try, because if he didn't make it out of here he would miss the rest of her brief life, he would miss it all unfinished. It was a waste because he still had motivation to move, he still had motivation to act. And it was her.
She asked for his totem and he found himself leaning into the canine that panicked in his thoughts, incoherent as he tried in vain to stop his master from bleeding to death. He had been loyal, he had been useful. Letting him come with him on this very final journey - if that was what it was - would be his gift to him. She would never have him.
He reasoned first. He offered her the framework of logic he'd built around her and what he did to her in the hope that she would understand why it was important that he continued. He offered her words, words he did not give to just anyone. He offered her his personas and then the personas of those who did not belong to him. He would be anything she wanted even if he did not understand what that was. He did not comprehend why they were greater than him when he was perfect, he was divine.
And yet he was dying.
The blossom of anger in her was a splendour to behold, her rage radiant and wonderful no matter how many times he witnessed it. Some individuals spent their lives hoping to see the cistine chapel or to visit some other grand wonder of the world. His wonder had always been the flicker of humanity he felt by proxy of her anger and he was glad he got to see it, to feel it now when his other senses were one by one going out.
He asked her if she would rescue him, but he felt he knew the answer. There was no logical reason to save him that he could see. What he brought her was transformation but it was also grief and his gifts to her were pain and a loss of control. He made her beautiful but he made her hurt, and nothing human sought out hurt.
Nothing human sought out hurt. He wished - no not wished, he did not have wishes, only things he learned towards - he was curious what it was to hurt, even the pain of his body breaking down was not hurt, not the way books described it. They phrased it like a pain in your gut and in your heart and in your mind, heartbreak though there was no physical injury to explain it. He sought for it and as always there was only the void, only the confirmation that he would never know.
She turned to leave and he watched her until the last light was gone, until even the darkness of the cave gave way to the creeping blindness of death and he couldn't tell the difference between one and the other.
He was not afraid of death.
But it was such a pity.
As the vision cleared he found himself faced with the queen and armed with his spear he shattered the mirror before him. And also caught someone he did not recognise in the collateral damage. He did not apologise, feeling more cold and dark even than usual.
Roxy_roxanna2
Sorry, stray spear and depressing future alert for 10 damage.
<> My character's username: Divinity My character's level: 25 Character's HP: 30 Current party: -- Current Guild: -- Location: Tulgey Wood Small IC description of character: Tall, extremely pale and slender with delicate features, long slender wings and light clothing. Character journal:[x]
Baneful Crew
Dramatic Hunter
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So Long Gay Bowser generated a random number between
1 and 22 ...
21!
"It's alright, little one. Everyone struggles to find a good body. We still love you." His mother's arms were open to him, warm and inviting. She smiled brightly, and the tears streamed down his face. Dropping his application to Amity, he ran to her, laughing and crying and simply overjoyed.
"Mama! I've missed you so much, Mama! Weclome home!"
"STOP IT!!!" Teddomination screamed, lunging with a snarl for the mirror. His shears were drawn back, reared open and dangerous, and he plunged them through the mirror with abandon. It was only when they drove into his friend, Frost Paw, that Teddomination stumbled back, bewildered.
"F-frost...? What's going on...?" His voice wavered, and the teddy bear boy pulled at his ears with a scream.
"Make it stop!!! Get her out of my head, I can't handle this!!!!"
Raja
I am going to assume that forgiveness of Teddy is taken back for 10 damage to Molan
CARD I ROLLED ON ROUND 2 HERE
MY STATS
My character's username: Teddomination My character's level: 73 Character's HP: 40 Character's Job Class: Hatter + Current party: N/A Current Guild: Raiders of the Lost Ark Location: The End Small IC description of character: A small, humanoid teddy bear that walks about on two paws and squeaks as he goes. Looks very well worn and loved, with multiple colors stitched together. Wearing a black Hatter's outfit Character journal:x
lizbot generated a random number between
1 and 22 ...
22!
Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2014 9:07 pm
[ Round 2 HP : 40/40 ]
Looking around, all America could see were those godawful reflections closing in. Glancing into one, her attention was snagged than caught by another, fantastical version of herself.
Arpia rolled her eyes at the concerned voice below. "Don't worry, I'll be there in time for the SC meeting! In fact I'll be early!" Climbing up the ladder, talons digging into the wood from her annoyance, and muttered to herself, "Nag, nag, nag. Who do they thing I am? I'm the candle-jacking President, is who I am and a strong, independent ghoul who don't need no keeper." It should be noted that she kept her voice low, so as not to actually be heard by said keeper.
In a matter of moments, though, the harpy was grinning as she climbed atop the dorm roof, wind lifting both her spirits and just about her everything else, skirt included. Powerful legs sprang up and forward, wings bursting open to catch the breeze as she fell, then rose up. Freer than she could ever be below, Arpia took to the sky with a loud whoop! Followed by delighted laughter as she saw a familiar figure approaching her. A race it would be!
Rocking back, full of confusion and not small bit of envy, America summoned her crossbow and shot a bolt through the nearest Queen. Only when it shattered she realized it was not the Queen, simple another player. "s**t! Sorry! Friendly fire I swear!"
poke mattix
Hitting Jack_Blue for 10 it was an accident she swears!
OOC
My character's username: Phoenix My character's level: 44 Character's HP: 40 Card: Death Weapon: Phoenix Crossbow Current Guild: Eat Me Small IC description of character:
Tall and curvy with a proud bearing, Phoenix strides about in red and black Gryphon armour like it was designed just to swirl dramatically about her and emphasize how freaking majestic she is. From the name, to the cockscomb of a faux hawk, to vivid orange-red eyes, Phoenix's appearance announces: I bring the fire.
This was going to be chaos all to quickly, his healing cards didn't work, he'd just hit someone with his 'stick', because the mirror had showed the queen, and then he'd been… punched, hard. Hard enough it actually staggered him.
All that on top of the poor ghoul turning to stone, and 'Davie's' hurtful expression.
He had a dreadful revelation in that moment that he wasn't making it out of this, perhaps none of them would.
"B… Be careful! Its a trick or something!" He stammered touching where he'd been struck and waving it away. He wasn't going to hit back… it was a friend. He wouldn't lash out against a trick that he too had fallen for.
MY STATS
My character's username: Ouroboros-Tea My character's level: 47 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Door Mouse Current party: N/A Current Guild: N/A Location: Tulgey Wood Small IC description of character:Image Linked - Slender build, average height, bright blue hair and eyes, miriad of tattoos and Colorful wings. Tail feathers frame a mouse tail. Character journal:X
Magician Arcana
Huni Pi
Kalindara
poke mattix generated a random number between
1 and 22 ...
16!
Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2014 9:12 pm
[ ROUND 2 - JACK_BLUE'S HP / 40 HP ]
This was really starting to piss her off but then here came another one
Are you sure you want to do this? They asked her as she stepped into the cylindrical tube, machines humming to life in the background.
Truth be told, no, she wasn't sure. How could she be? But then if this was what it took, perhaps her life could be worth more this way? She hadn't gotten anywhere on her own.
"Yeah yeah, just hurry up and get it over and done with." She gritted her teeth, fists clenching as she watched them pressed the various buttons. "You better make sure you keep your part of the bargain."
"We will." They assured her as the machines burst into life. "Your friends will not be harmed.
"I SAID IT BEFORE AND I'LL SAY IT AGIAN!" She shouted, forgetting what happened the last two times as she shattered the mirror. "I AM NOT GOING TO BECOME A- FUUU"
Yet again she had stabbed someone without meaning to.
danse-hexe
SRRY REINE 10 DMG D:
CARD I ROLLED ON ROUND 2 HERE
MY STATS
My character's username: Jack_Blue My character's level: 100 Character's HP: 40 Character's Job Class: Royal Gryphon Current party: - Current Guild: - Location: Small IC description of character: A brown haired girl wearing gryphon attire and sporting a tail, ear fins, and ram horns. Appears very excited. Character journal:Here!
McCowboy saw the vision of the future - a disturbing future with faceless mannequins and puppets. What a ******** nightmare!
As McCowboy charged through his mirror, the boy in the vision was charging through the other side! They ended up attacking each other in accident.
"Er, sorry 'bout that," McCowboy said. He was irritated, but could see that it was clearly a mistake in all the confusion. "Hope you're alright and all."
Moonstone Dazzle
MY STATS
My character's username: McCowboy My character's level: 62 Character's HP: 30/40 Character's Job Class: Gryphon + Current party: N/A Current Guild: N/A Location: Small IC description of character: A tall and muscular lightly freckled human with a brown and gold duster coat, tight red pants, and a slanted feathered cowboy hat. Character journal:[ BATTLE ENTRY LOG ]
