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 Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 2:30 am
She blinked, and her eyes brightened back to their normal white when he pulled out the tin. She could swear she heard angels singing a chorus of hallelujiah above them, and as frightening as that thought was, she took the tin in both of her hands as if it was the most sacred artifact ever known to man.
Because it was.
She flicked open the tin, and the smell hit her like a truck. Her eyes rolled back behind her head and fluttered closed, and she reeled back on her heels suddenly. It was as if the smell was a physical thing, forcing her back with it's delicious scent. When she opened her eyes again, they were just a little moist.
She plopped down on the ground, bent her legs underneath her indian style, and placed the tin gingerly in her lap. Then, she looked up at Israfel - and her eyes shone with the gratitude of a thousand suns.
I'm fine now. She murmured softly, and plucked one of the brains out of the tin. Her tentacles fought with one another to be the first to grab it, and the victor greedily sucked it up in one bite.
Her entire body shivered.
She had never tasted anything so good in her entire life.
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 2:48 am
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Zoobey rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 5
Total: 10 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 2:56 am
Bilious The hunchback took his hand away, still looking worried as he quietly gestured to the plague doctor from his chest towards the trees and beach beyond, silently asking if he aught to go hunting for SOMETHING to take the edge off of her... she was NOT alright as she had told him, she had LIED to him, and that worried him further. But Malodore knew best. Barth's previous comment on the lights made him hesitate as well as it sank in, glancing down at the packs in his arms before setting them down while it seemed they would be resting for a few minutes, ready to look inside... At the sudden shout, Christof dropped everything but his weapon immediately leaped to position himself between their group of travelers and the offending shriek, bearing his rusty pipe like a ready club. His eyes narrowed, frantically looking about to see what he could spot.  A mysterious hooded figure has been watching the student's actions all this time. Out of nowhere they seemingly fade from the fog right in front of your student, grabbing them away from the others. Your student is being attacked! HP: 7Damage done to Christof: 4
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 4:28 am
Calder has no idea what was going on, but if they were going to take a break, he let Barth slide off him for a bit to give him a break. What interested him the most was that everyone was confused over Riley, and her eyes went red. He…never saw that before. It seemed to be a cause of alarm, and everyone was now talking about fishing. Then Riley's little party got bigger. Malodore he didn't mind. The guy tended to his leeches, and ISRAFEL was amazing. Jericho…didn't seem to like him.
Still, it seemed whatever crisis was going on, Israfel bringing candy solved it. Then, he saw Riley eat and his eyes widened a bit. He had been curious about that for some time. Question answered. He leaned in to ask Barth a question. "Do we still need to fish, cause I can do that. I'm really good at it." He needed no tools. He could naturally catch fish better than most with his bare hands.
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Bilious rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 3
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 7:43 am
Chibizoo Bilious The hunchback took his hand away, still looking worried as he quietly gestured to the plague doctor from his chest towards the trees and beach beyond, silently asking if he aught to go hunting for SOMETHING to take the edge off of her... she was NOT alright as she had told him, she had LIED to him, and that worried him further. But Malodore knew best. Barth's previous comment on the lights made him hesitate as well as it sank in, glancing down at the packs in his arms before setting them down while it seemed they would be resting for a few minutes, ready to look inside... At the sudden shout, Christof dropped everything but his weapon immediately leaped to position himself between their group of travelers and the offending shriek, bearing his rusty pipe like a ready club. His eyes narrowed, frantically looking about to see what he could spot. A mysterious hooded figure has been watching the student's actions all this time. Out of nowhere they seemingly fade from the fog right in front of your student, grabbing them away from the others. Your student is being attacked! HP: 7Damage done to Christof: 4 Christof seemed to relax a hair when it turned out the scream was only Jericho, but still kept his pipe ready- It seemed this had been a good decision, a strangled howl escaping his throat as suddenly he found himself dragged away from his friends and Mistress. Help! HELP!! He mentally cried out, but it seemed his Mistress was far too distracted by Candied Brains and her plethora of popularity. He could feel his stitches groaning, threatening to rip. Ugg it was just like Christmas Town! Frantically, he flailed, trying to break free before swinging his rusty pipe through the fog in an attempt to hit his attacker. It seemed no matter how hard he tried, the invisible assailant was hiding very well in the mist. HP: 25-4=21 Damage Delt: 0
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Zoobey rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 2
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 7:54 am
Bilious Chibizoo Bilious The hunchback took his hand away, still looking worried as he quietly gestured to the plague doctor from his chest towards the trees and beach beyond, silently asking if he aught to go hunting for SOMETHING to take the edge off of her... she was NOT alright as she had told him, she had LIED to him, and that worried him further. But Malodore knew best. Barth's previous comment on the lights made him hesitate as well as it sank in, glancing down at the packs in his arms before setting them down while it seemed they would be resting for a few minutes, ready to look inside... At the sudden shout, Christof dropped everything but his weapon immediately leaped to position himself between their group of travelers and the offending shriek, bearing his rusty pipe like a ready club. His eyes narrowed, frantically looking about to see what he could spot. A mysterious hooded figure has been watching the student's actions all this time. Out of nowhere they seemingly fade from the fog right in front of your student, grabbing them away from the others. Your student is being attacked! HP: 7Damage done to Christof: 4 Christof seemed to relax a hair when it turned out the scream was only Jericho, but still kept his pipe ready- It seemed this had been a good decision, a strangled howl escaping his throat as suddenly he found himself dragged away from his friends and Mistress. Help! HELP!! He mentally cried out, but it seemed his Mistress was far too distracted by Candied Brains and her plethora of popularity. He could feel his stitches groaning, threatening to rip. Ugg it was just like Christmas Town! Frantically, he flailed, trying to break free before swinging his rusty pipe through the fog in an attempt to hit his attacker. It seemed no matter how hard he tried, the invisible assailant was hiding very well in the mist. HP: 25-4=21 Damage Delt: 0
The figure, upon noticing that others might have paid a little bit more attention, stepped back, snagging the patchwork's foot with the end of his weapon, dragging them further away...
Damage done: 0
Total HP remaining: 7
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Bilious rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 3
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 7:57 am
Chibizoo Bilious Chibizoo Bilious The hunchback took his hand away, still looking worried as he quietly gestured to the plague doctor from his chest towards the trees and beach beyond, silently asking if he aught to go hunting for SOMETHING to take the edge off of her... she was NOT alright as she had told him, she had LIED to him, and that worried him further. But Malodore knew best. Barth's previous comment on the lights made him hesitate as well as it sank in, glancing down at the packs in his arms before setting them down while it seemed they would be resting for a few minutes, ready to look inside... At the sudden shout, Christof dropped everything but his weapon immediately leaped to position himself between their group of travelers and the offending shriek, bearing his rusty pipe like a ready club. His eyes narrowed, frantically looking about to see what he could spot. A mysterious hooded figure has been watching the student's actions all this time. Out of nowhere they seemingly fade from the fog right in front of your student, grabbing them away from the others. Your student is being attacked! HP: 7Damage done to Christof: 4 Christof seemed to relax a hair when it turned out the scream was only Jericho, but still kept his pipe ready- It seemed this had been a good decision, a strangled howl escaping his throat as suddenly he found himself dragged away from his friends and Mistress. Help! HELP!! He mentally cried out, but it seemed his Mistress was far too distracted by Candied Brains and her plethora of popularity. He could feel his stitches groaning, threatening to rip. Ugg it was just like Christmas Town! Frantically, he flailed, trying to break free before swinging his rusty pipe through the fog in an attempt to hit his attacker. It seemed no matter how hard he tried, the invisible assailant was hiding very well in the mist. HP: 25-4=21 Damage Delt: 0
The figure, upon noticing that others might have paid a little bit more attention, stepped back, snagging the patchwork's foot with the end of his weapon, dragging them further away...
Damage done: 0
Total HP remaining: 7 The ground suddenly leaped out from under him as his ankle was yanked and the hunchback nearly dropped his weapon as he clawed at the ground with his free hand, still wailing frantically in his throat as the group grew dimmer in the fog. Oh HELL'S BELLS this was not going to be a pleasant vacation. Chris HP: 21 Damage: MISS.
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Zoobey rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 5
Total: 10 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 8:34 am
Bilious The ground suddenly leaped out from under him as his ankle was yanked and the hunchback nearly dropped his weapon as he clawed at the ground with his free hand, still wailing frantically in his throat as the group grew dimmer in the fog. Oh HELL'S BELLS this was not going to be a pleasant vacation. Chris HP: 21 Damage: MISS.
Well, was it going to be an open invitation? Damage: 4Total HP: 7 ((Ooc: Just quoting the last post to prevent too much clutter))
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Bilious rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 2
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 8:36 am
Chibizoo Was the figure silently laughing at the undead's efforts? Why had they not finished them off yet? Now a sizable distance away from the rest of the group, the figure finally stopped dragging its victim backwards and stood, arms crossed, beckoning.
Well, was it going to be an open invitation? Damage: 4Total HP: 7 ((Ooc: Just quoting the last post to prevent too much clutter)) Christof groaned as the dragging stopped, blearily gathering himself up to his feet again as the groan turned into a growl of rage. Was... was it mocking him? He hefted the rusty pipe, bracing himself before charging madly at the hooded figure, but his haste made waste, the swing missing in the fog. HELL'S BELLS He could barely see an inch in front of him! Chris HP: 21-4= 17 Damage: ANOTHER MISS Chris stop fighting like a ghoul! |B
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Zoobey rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 4
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 8:41 am
Bilious Christof groaned as the dragging stopped, blearily gathering himself up to his feet again as the groan turned into a growl of rage. Was... was it mocking him? He hefted the rusty pipe, bracing himself before charging madly at the hooded figure, but his haste made waste, the swing missing in the fog. HELL'S BELLS He could barely see an inch in front of him! Chris HP: 21-4= 17 Damage: ANOTHER MISS Chris stop fighting like a ghoul! |B 7
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Bilious rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 4
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 8:48 am
Chibizoo To be honest, the figure just now seemed incredibly... bored. If it had a face, it would have most likely clearly said something along the lines of 'Is this done? Can I go yet? This one is clearly not worth our time'. Too bad it didn't talk, and in real time, simply looked like someone had hit the pause button on it. Damage: 0Total HP: 7 For something so static, it was horribly evasive. Christof snarled, swinging wildly but all he managed to do, it seemed, was stir up the fog. Stupid Cloaked figure! STOP BEING SO TRICKY TO HIT! He was glad the others couldn't see his floundering or he'd be horribly embarrassed. Chris HP: 17 Damage: VOOOOIIIII DICE HATE ME THIS MORNING |B
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 8:53 am
Tilting his head at Riley, Jericho still was sensing that something was a little strange going on with the mindflayer. Turning towards Israfel as the Siren approached, his eyes widened when he saw the Illithid eye's go red. For a moment, he thought she was going to try and eat the birdbrain! Thankfully, this didn't seem to be the case.
"Did your ship run out of food?" he asked with a hint of concern. That had to have been rather dangerous.
Hearing some muffled groans coming in Christof's direction, he turned to see a cloaked figure attacking the Igor. It seemed like a Reaper for sure, which just gave Lizzy's words a little more meaning. That didn't necessarily make Jericho happy, however.
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Zoobey rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 6
Total: 9 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 8:59 am
Bilious For something so static, it was horribly evasive. Christof snarled, swinging wildly but all he managed to do, it seemed, was stir up the fog. Stupid Cloaked figure! STOP BEING SO TRICKY TO HIT! He was glad the others couldn't see his floundering or he'd be horribly embarrassed. Chris HP: 17 Damage: VOOOOIIIII DICE HATE ME THIS MORNING |B 7
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Dragain rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 3
Total: 9 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 9:25 am
Blade Kuroda Tilting his head at Riley, Jericho still was sensing that something was a little strange going on with the mindflayer. Turning towards Israfel as the Siren approached, his eyes widened when he saw the Illithid eye's go red. For a moment, he thought she was going to try and eat the birdbrain! Thankfully, this didn't seem to be the case. "Did your ship run out of food?" he asked with a hint of concern. That had to have been rather dangerous. Hearing some muffled groans coming in Christof's direction, he turned to see a cloaked figure attacking the Igor. It seemed like a Reaper for sure, which just gave Lizzy's words a little more meaning. That didn't necessarily make Jericho happy, however.
HP: 11
Damage: 3
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Blade Kuroda rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 3
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 9:28 am
Dragain A mysterious hooded figure has been watching the student's actions all this time. Out of nowhere the seemingly fade from the fog right in front of your student, grabbing them away from the others. Your student is being attacked!
HP: 11
Damage: 3 The next thing Jericho knew, was that he was suddenly being grabbed by another cloaked figure. Knocking the hand away, the dragon growled and brought out his wooden sword in a menacing fashion. "Sneaking up on a dragon has been known to be bad for one's health.." he practically hissed while stepping back and readying himself for an attack. ((HP: 22 Miss))
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