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"I agree. I think we should stick together-" Delta Four watched as he went in again, and the creature fell.

So did the pendant.

Quick as a snake, she darted towards it, her intention to grab it.

She recoiled back, hissing slightly as it got her.

"I say if one of us gets it, we need to stick together. Share it. If we can."

(I know we can try as many times as we like, but do we wait for others to post as well?)

[HP: 30 - 2 = 28]

The mad horse was gone, but it didn't just poof into dust. As nasty and unpleasant the creature had been as it lived, it left in the same manner. Everything around it died and then as it's prize, a shiny pendant, was left behind, it was quickly covered up by a foul, disgusting smoke that threw up warning alarms before Theta-Five even came close. Usually he wouldn't have bothered, but if it meant living or dying, a good try was at least in him.

Deciding that jumping in and getting out might be best, he dived into the smog and felt around before jumping back out.

((Pendent Try!
HP: 30 ))

[ going after pendant! ]

It was disgusting, so, incredibly disgusting.

Theta-two watched in shock as the giant monster disappeared, leaving only acrid patches of black decay and sickly yellow mist in its wake. Forgetting herself for a moment, the girl stumbled forward, only to plant her feet firmly on then ground when the shine of a pendant caught in her eye. Pendant. Pendant. There were only five, right? And owning one... well, that entitled survival, and hell, who didn't want a little of that, right? But there were so many people around; she doubted she could just snap it up and say "well that was easy." Because none of them were acquaintances. None of them were friends. It was like friendly fire was always and forever turned on in their video game of life and death.

It was kill or be killed, and everyone needed that one pendant to survive.

And so she shimmied towards the pendant, trying to avoid what looked like oh-my-god-you're-going-to-die-if-you-touch-this smog. At this point though, she'd just staked a twenty foot horse wearing a gas mask and prancing around with a group of other gas mask wearing clones. How much worse could it get, really? Maybe if she got her hands onto the pendant and she really got in over her head, she'd just pass it on to one of the other Theta's. She would later come to realize that her pride would get in the way of that kind of thing.

Damage to self: 2.
HP left: 30 - 2 = 28.

( edit: since this was posted after someone claimed the pendant, do I still dock -2 from my health or not? Q x Q b )

Delta Seven cursed as someone else grabbed the pendant. He flexed his other hand, cursing at taking damage for nothing. Falling back to Six and Four, he eyed off the lucky person who'd snagged the trophy.

"From teal squad, huh," he said. The enemy. He exchanged glances with the females. "Shall we?"

Whether it was off a beast, off the ground, or off a corpse... they were the ones who deserved to have that pendant.

D7 stalked over to Theta-Five. "Sorry, dude. Nothin' personal, but we'll be taking that."

So saying, he stabbed out with his stake.


[[ ATTACKING T-5.
D-7 HP: 26
Roll Average: 9 / 3 = 3
Damage to T-5: 3 ]]

Coughing and inspecting his no-longer-perfect glove, Theta-Five was still rather optimistic about having gotten the pendant. This surviving thing would be a piece of cake! Maybe he was just very macho, lucky, and skilled in fetching in his foggy past. Theta-5, Ace Pendant grabber!

Puffing a bit at his minor victory, he rose his pendant high. "Hey Thirteeeeeeeen!" He called out, wanting to show off a bit, but was suddenly approached by another person wearing a different color to his team. It seemed Delta was being introduced to the recovering Theta-5, and not in a friendly, let's shake hands sort of way.

Just as he was stabbed in the shoulder, Thirteen showed up like a prized body guard and defended him. If the other member could see through his thick goggles, he'd see that Theta-5's eyes were sparkling. Then he 'eeped!' and jumped behind his friend as he attacked the Delta member bent on killing him.

"I thought it seemed like a good thing!!!" He whined in defense for taking the pendent, though he wasn't so sure now. Fumbling about, he grabbed his stake. He might as well defend himself. He was the one with the target on his back after all.

Taking his stake, Theta-5 tried to stab Delta-7.

Weapon: Wooden Stake
Theta-5 Damage Give to Delta-7: 8/3 = (2.6 Rounded up) 3
Theta-5 HP: 30 - 3 = 27

Not good. Not Good! NOT GOOD! If Delta got his posse together, even T-13 wouldn't be able to save his heavily-armored behind from all those attacks. Now he wished the pony was back as a distraction, but that didn't seem to be happening anytime soon. Groaning, he curled beside the other Theta member and examined the pendent. So pretty and shiny! He hated to think about giving it up especially if it meant living, but it didn't look as if he'd make it if everyone kept attacking him!

Still, the fog was about and some people probably didn't notice he had the pendant just yet or so he hoped. They just had to keep the loud mouth Delta from shouting it to the world!

"Getting this thing to live is going to get me killed!" He whined, before taking his stake and trying to go after Delta-7 once again.

Weapon: Wooden Stake
Damage to Delta-7: 9/3 = 3
HP: 24

Delta Seven had to laugh as a girl called out asking for the pendant and promising to give it back later. As if that wasn't a scheme and a half.

"Sure thing," he chuckled to Theta Five. "Give her the pendant. You'll never see her, or it, ever again. Not until she pushes you off a cliff, anyway."

He wondered if T5 was really that stupid. Who'd turn around and make the damage D7 was dealing him count for nothing, let someone else take his prize. She'd just become someone else's target anyway.

"Keep an eye on her," he taunted T5 and T13. "She'll be attacking you once she realises you won't give her your new shiny."

Meanwhile, three on one? What the ******** were the rest of Delta Squad doing out there?

"Would one of you ********' pansy a** Deltas attack these pansy a** Thetas already?" he roared over his shoulder. "The ******** you think we're here for, tea and cakes? Survival, bitches! Get yer ******** hands dirty or commit ******** seppuku already. Get that goddamn pendant!"

No one was gonna make it through this by playing nice and refusing to attack. Delta Seven had at least thought they could stick together as a squad for a while, take out the others first, but it seemed his own squad didn't have half the loyalty that the Thetas were showing. Just his rotten luck.


[[ ATTACKING THETA FIVE
Weapon: Stake
HP: 19 - 3 - 1 = 15
Roll Average: 8 / 3 = 2.666...
Damage to T5: 3 ]]