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demon_pachabel rolled 2 12-sided dice:
2, 7
Total: 9 (2-24)
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 Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 4:29 pm
The bow seemed to remain strong as well through the assault, still around the horseman's wrist as he held his hand out in front of him, palm open through his bow as gravity compacted as his command, bringing it down upon the hunter who had attempted to ensnare him and had already successfully ensnared many of the students.
"They just can't leave our games to us, can they?" he said, his voice turning into a certain bitter venom that had been lost into the fog of the island, hissing, seething, and ready to bite, though not only the man in front of them. Conquest's impatience with having 'his' domain treaded upon was not only limited to the steps of the master-hunter, but the battle with the master hunter was also Horseman territory.
He hadn't given anybody but his girls permission to be there, now had he? But no, the rest felt it proper to act like they were helping.
Invictus began to make this noise that borderlined on growling, seething, and cursing, and it was obvious that his normally 'the sanest of them all' composure was beginning to break, the golden 'freak' eye of Conquest beginning to burn with it's leering.
Invictus's HP: 60/60
Damage: 1
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Smerdle rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 3
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 4:45 pm
He couldn't fly anymore due to the lack of FEAR in the air and he didn't want to get too close, but West could still throw a rock. So throw a rock he did. And it was good.
HP: 40
Damage: 4
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Grey Dragon rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 5:18 pm
Cymbeline stared straight at the master hunter, the overlord of those little white, writhing maggots, the foe that had played cat and mouse with them for an endless eternity of nothingness and mist. It was a new sensation, this one. Being caught in this new barrier, the new trap that would threaten her siblings only for a breath in time, it brought back so many memories~
With a maniacal cackle she stepped up to the barrier, staring at their shared enemy as she placed her palm against it. The pain was DELICIOUS.
HP: 50/60
Status: Being crazy inside the barrier~
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Grey Dragon rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 5:28 pm
It had been a simple matter for little Pesty to slip through the electricity, but the Heir of Famine had long since reached her crazy limits. She stared at the crackling fence, grinning and sticking both arms through. The energy of the barrier ran through her entire body in a way that exhilarated even as it drained her FEAR.
HP: 40/60
Status: Still crazy inside the barrier!
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revenant aria rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 5:32 pm
Quote: - This seems to be a modified version of the barriers that attempted to contain them on the island. Roll a 6-sided dice. If odd you are trapped in, if even, you break out. You may roll as many times as you need this round. Subtract 10 HP every single time you are unsuccessful in breaking out. - If you succeed in breaking out, you may continue to the attack phase, same as per usual, Fear attacks are effective.
Her red outfit singed and crackled with the still-active currents of blue electricity, forcing students who might have been glancing her way to wonder if she felt the reddening marks of burning pain over the bare skin of her thighs and legs. Her expression remained stoic as she geared for her next attack, no indication of the sideffects of the barrier, even if it did probably burn like a b***h. Quote:  Aisa: Heir to Death
HP: 50/60
Status: OUT OF BARRIER
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Grey Dragon rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 5:34 pm
Getting tired of playing with the electric barrier, Cymbeline turned as if ignoring a boring playtoy. But then her eyes lit up again, and a crazy grin appeared. What if... Well, one had... Maybe...
Perhaps it was the same insane disregard for student life that had appeared back on the island, and perhaps it was sheer curiosity... Or just a need to have fun in a serious moment such as this. With a grin she sidled over to one of the stunned, trapped students. It was the pleasantly loud, vengeful one, with the fun looking hair and CRAZYHAND. The grin widened as she got real close... and then gave them a rough hip-check right into the glowing barrier.
HP: 30/60
Status: Stir crazy inside the barrier?
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MoonKitsune rolled 1 100-sided dice:
37
Total: 37 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 5:41 pm
Traps. Always traps. Trap after trap within a trap. It was old, but it was still terrifying along with downright aggravating. He was frustrated with the arsenal of gadgets and tricks these hunters had up their sleeves. For humans, they sure knew a LOT about their kind as if they were hunting them since the dawn of Halloween.
He hated traps, which was why he tried to break through it, or at least tried to. He felt a zap race over him, draining and making every nerve in him seize up as he fell back. It reminded him of being back in that cage. "All these traps are getting old."
 HP: 30/40
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revenant aria rolled 2 12-sided dice:
1, 1
Total: 2 (2-24)
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 5:50 pm
"Gnats only trying to help Connie--" Aisa muttered, although the debatable point of helping if they were caught was a redundant manner. But they knew fully that if they were caught, they faced the risks. Horsemen did no babysitting, as distasteful as the term was, and Amytiville students were respectful enough to expect no such thing. Not like how Red babysat them.
But it seemed not all of them was useless, Riley's presence surprising.
The dance would never end. Between Caelius and the four heirs, it was an endless bloody waltz-- Even with the interchangeable partners that jumped in and out. Caelius sung a different tune for each of them~ For Aisa, it was a delicious mad melody of their scythes screaming to swallow each other's blood. She wanted to hear it again, the mad insanity that came with Circe battled Aisa, coursing through her down to the very last feather. It would be an understatement to say that the horsemen and horsewomen were "losing it"-- They were breaking their cliffs, already on unsteady footing, crushing and crushing~
The giddy sensation might have altered her timing a bit, in combination with the barrier wounds-- perhaps it was having more of an effect than Aisa let on? But she missed. Quote: Aisa: Heir to Death
HP: 50/60
Status: attacking Caelius! But did no damage~
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 6:12 pm
Slowly Sammy had risen, it had taken quiet a bit of effort, her body wasn't responding it was like it was frozen and well; dead. She had felt slow in the past but never this slow for sure. Even as she finally got up she could see another of the Horsemen, she was moving over and suddenly...
BZZZT
Sammy bounced off the barrier as the Horsemen casually hipchecked her into it again sending her tumbling down hissing, "T-The F-ffffff ******** was t-that for!"
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Grey Dragon rolled 1 6-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 6:21 pm
"Exciting, wasn't it?" Cymbeline said with a very wide grin indeed. It was as though she had personally taken this ghoul under her wing, to demonstrate the best things there were to life. In a rather backwards, crazy manner. Isn't that how you knew you were alive, by the struggles and pain and SHEER AGONY LACING THROUGH YOUR VEINS? It was good to be alive!
The ghoul's grin softened into something more closely resembling a smile for a friend, and then she walked through the barrier with ease. "PESTY, TIME FOR THE THROWING?"
HP: 30/60
Status: Crazy outside the barrier!
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Grey Dragon rolled 2 12-sided dice:
5, 8
Total: 13 (2-24)
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 6:25 pm
Without pausing for another insane shout, Cymbeline swung her scales towards the master hunter. How many times, how many infinite loops had those scales run, screaming through the air, drawing blood, sweet blood and ripping flesh, or striking harmlessly with blue sparks flying... It was all for a different purpose now.
Yes, there was vengeance, hatred. The tainted awe and revelry left over from the Insanity squirming through her veins. But why else would they charge in if it was merely their own hides to save?
HP: 30/60
Status: Attacking, for 5 damage!
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 6:32 pm
Jericho couldn't stand yet. Gritting his teeth together, he stared as the horsemen lashed out. Riley and West had managed to escape as well, and were doing rather well, themselves. He was supposed to be her right hand. So why wasn't he able to even get up right now? The dragon wanted to fight by her side, and instead he was just proving to be useless right now. Even earlier on, he hadn't been able to strike the lead hunter as he followed the Mindflayer.
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 6:42 pm
Sammy rolled her eyes towards Cymbeline grunting, "Hardly..." She muttered before laying her face down again in the dirt. Eventually she caught a slight smile from the horsemen before she casually marched through the barrier leaving a clean view at Jericho laying beside her.
"H-hey." She mumbled trying to wiggle her fingers in a pathetic wave to the dragon.
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 6:43 pm
Invictus seemed to cackle at Cymbeline's prompting. "Throwing, Cym? What should I throw?" he asked, already drawing his hand back to find another projectile to use with perhaps more accuracy this time, as he was doing very poorly at actually hitting his target with Aisa's 'gnats', as she'd called them, running around. They really did throw special wrenches in their gears.
"Do you have something for me to throw, Cymbeline? If so, I'd very much like to have it..." he grinned wickedly. Perhaps it was indeed time to start throwing things.
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 6:48 pm
Hearing Sammy, Jericho glanced over towards her to see the undead girl waving to him.
"What?" he replied. He wasn't really in so much of mood to be doing small talk right now. Nor did he really feel it was the time. The dragon had noticed that there weren't that many of them here. The bulk of the students had to be in the clearing with most of the Hunters still.
Were they doing alright?
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