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 Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 9:35 pm
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What the--
He had heard it, turned to see the explosion only moments before the light blinded him, before the ground began to shake under his feet, before he felt that sickening feeling in the pit of his stomach that told him they were falling.
It was pure instinct, the dragon curled around Tess, holding her close to him as the forces of inertia, gravity, and moment held him to the ground. Unable to spread his wings and fly, he instead clung to the earth for dear life. And then the sudden crash, his stomach lurched, he was tossed forward, landing nose first in the dirt, still curled around Tess, protecting her.
Oww....
He lifted his head, shaking it to clear his senses, they were alive? What the jack had--Tess! Frantically the dragon sprung to his feet, sighing in relief only when he realized she was safe and unharmed. Thank--
The relief was short lived, his eyes widening in horror as he looked to what everyone else must have also seen at that moment, the gaping crater and...had the four islands of the horsemen clans really been there only a few moments before? Had it truly been destroyed? What kind of power was there that..
But the horror was not over, there was more to come, something taking shape over the remains of the island. A...phoenix? Was that...FEAR? No, it was different than FEAR, it was something else, something else familiar and so much more terrifying. Oh shi--
(( OOC:
Character Name: Sheridan
HP: 40/40
Target: n/a
Damage: n/a
Effect:
Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3
year 2 FEAR - barrier
year 1 FEAR - swift strikes ))
Huni Pi Sheridan is protecting Tess!
Appearance In natural form Sheridan is a 40ft dragon colored like the night sky.
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demon_pachabel rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 4
Total: 14 (2-20)
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Saliru rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 9:38 pm
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Rin flinched an eye open at the familiar voice. Still tightly clutching Reps leg as she opened the other eye and blinked at him. Okay. Maybe she wasn't quite dead yet.
"Hi." She squeaked before adding, "I still got your back, okay?"
This apparently did not include letting his leg go. Just in case they were about to fall again. You never know at this point really.
"And what's so funny?" She wined. Clearly she missed the joke. She was too busy eating dirt and trying not to pass out to witness much of the explosion that occurred.
(( OOC: RP
Character Name - Rin
HP - 40/40
Target - Rep
Defense - 1
Charge - 0/3))
Baneful IDE at only one def point...
Appearance & Supplies Black-haired and pale female hunter wielding a long double-edged axe - Official arts- Runic Bandages, can roll 2d20 to use for healing, one time use. - Fear charge packet, a small device that when used on your weapon, automatically gives it a Fear charge instead of having to charge the weapon. Can only be used once, counts as one of your charged attacks.
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 9:40 pm
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Faustus was standing by Amarus, still holding to Olivia's hand, when a sudden noise sounded behind them. He turned just in time to see the explosion as the Spire erupted into the largest fireball the demon had ever seen, and suddenly, the island itself began to wobble. The force of gravity weighing on them sent him toppling, bringing Olivia down with him, who he clutched firmly to his chest to protect from the fall.
After a few dizzy, spinning moments, the ground beneath them seemed to still. Hesitantly, Faustus eased up, helping Olivia into a sitting position as he did so. "Are you alright??" he asked her gently. Despite the fact his fire and body-heat probably weren't the most ideal thing for the small ghoul to be around, he was still concerned for his friend.
After a moment he stood, only now realizing the island rested at the very edge of the water, of what now appeared to be a giant chasm ... a giant chasm where the very four isles of the Four Clans had stood just a moment prior.
The boil couldn't find words. His mouth opened. He choked, tried to whisper, and finally motioned Olivia over. They had to find Amarus quickly, before this got any worse.
Worse arrived suddenly, in the remnant form of a giant wispy phoenix ... Just as the legendary bird symbolically rose from the ashes, he mused to himself. Grabbing Olivia by the hand once more, Faustus hurried through the crowd towards Amarus, who was currently recovering from a near missed attack on the bird.
"Amarus!!" he called. "Over here!! ... What in the holy name of Jack is going on??!!"
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(( OOC:
Character Name: Faustus
HP: 30/30
Target:
Damage:
Effect: N/A
Appearance Faustus is a lanky built Flame Demon with rather large round orange eyes, fiery red hair, and black, flaming wings. He wears a notable pair of goggles, tattered longcoat and pinstripe pants. Or click here
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 9:42 pm
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That was hilarious. mrgreen
From the very end of week two of classes, Shenny couldn't help thinking she might be dreaming, and that's a pretty bad dream. Whatever could happen to them happened in this short period of time: the ghoul experienced the chaos of real battle, doubts and sense of loss, encountered humans and fought with them, died by human's hand, died in exploding room, died by dissipating into nothingness, and was also reborn a number of times. After that she was nearly caught in the net to be weaponized, finally managed to trust horsemen, and then.. What, she wondered, what else could happen to her????
But like in a bad comedy, it was just a beginning. What hadn't happened? Apocalypse? Well, it was there: Shenny, among a couple dozens of other students, witnessed the end of the Four Clans. The spire, and all four islands were now destroyed, completely and undoubtedly. They all are dead now, gone forever. And there was no hope for them to solidify again.
But that wasn't the end. Their island, - the pretty flying island, - dropped down in the ocean; that was a hard hit, for a couple of minutes the sorceress couldn't even breath. She was hit, yet she didn't feel injured, on the contrary she was feeling quite empowered. Hunters... Now she can hate them. She know this feeling properly: and the smile of the face of that jackdamned hunter with a scythe made her feel an urge to kill him. But right at the moment she was going to stand up and fight to the end, she noticed.... THIS. THE MONSTER. THE BLOOOOOODY MARY PHOENIX MONSTER. Just one look, a quick glance on it, made her feel so lonely and depressed, almost hopeless. One should have balls of steel to keep their consciousness even looking at this thing.
The pitiful creature of sorrow and revenge... The funny thing was, the poor creature wouldn't distinguish students from hunters, and even what remained of horsemen fighting on their side. It would gladly devour all of them. It was stunningly beautiful, but Shenny preferred not too look at it. She looked around instead, seeking some familiar faces... she noticed a few she had encountered in past, and Jack, despite the fact she didn't know them well, she was quite happy to see them.
BUT JACK WHAT TO DO NAO??
(( OOC:
Pockets: 1 Fear first aid kit
Character Name: Shenny
HP: 30/30 HP
Target: n/a
Damage: n/a
Effect: None
Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3 ))
APPEARANCE Shenny is a reaper ghoul, her face covered with tattoos; thin, very pale, black-haired with blue eyes.
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Syusaki rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 9
Total: 11 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 9:42 pm
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One moment he was talking to a talking dog and puca, the next moment someone was shouting. Wilson turned his attention toward the isles and then just stared as the spire freaking collapsed. There was a bright light that he refused to tear his gaze away from unless it grew too bright for him to stare at. The isles were crumbling. Was this good or was this bad? Wilson figured this was probably good until there was a sudden force that caused the hunter to sway and struggle to stay on his feet. He looked down. Something was happening to the floating island. He grimaced. Figures.
The brief reprieve only made him even more nervous. It was the calm before the storm before there was a giant shockwave that hurtled into the island and it began to plummet. There was a lurching feeling in the pit of Wilson’s stomach, not unlike that feeling one got from those rides that dropped people suddenly, but this was much more intense. He squeezed his eyes shut, adrenaline and fear simultaneously running through his body until it finally stopped with a thud. Wilson barely registered the sound of splattering water as he dropped to his elbows and knees. He coughed and wheezed, and for a second he considered actually taking off his mask to suck in fresh air until Fallow tugged at his coat. It was weird to see the puca urging him to get up, but Wilson was too disorientated to care. “Yeah, yeah,” he grumbled as he reluctantly got back on his feet.”
He shook his head, blinking away the white spots as he turned to face the isles and was stunned at the sight. It was destroyed. There was a giant crater, water already filling in the hole. What remained of the islands was few and bleak. Wilson should have been happy. Now there would be no Apocalypse, right? Well, that was before the remnants decided to form a giant a** bird.
Well. His gaze flickered over to Fallow and Dev then back at the bird. Students were definitely not the bigger threat here. He aimed his cannons upwards. Wilson hesitated as he wondered how to make this work without damaging anyone else. Usually, his shots billowed out quickly. He bit back a sigh and prayed for Gramps to shoot them out with as much power as possible, but it only uselessly formed a green cloud in the air as the phoenix flew away. How was that even….?
(( OOC:
Character Name: Wilson (Hunter)
HP: 50/50
Target: GIANT PHOENIX
Damage: Miss
Charge: 0/3, 0/2 used
Items: charge packet x1, barrier dagger x1 ))
Appearance He is approx.. 5’10” and is wearing a gasmask and has bladed cannons over his arms. He’s also toting a gas tank on his back.
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 9:43 pm
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Why did things always have to happen so quickly? I mean, when you're a zombie as slow as Alex, you think you'd get used to things just happening around you at what seems to be an accelerated pace. But no, he was not used to it. He was not used to having so many things just happen, over and over, back to back, without any hope of keeping up or becoming somehow useful.
At least Yin had not abandoned him.
He had been feeling weak, though he had refused to let it show. He and the weremantis had finally been prepared to re-enter the fray, though Alex had answered the other boils question with a large grin and "There's only one way to find out, isn't there?" before the s**t really had started to hit the fan.
The next little while had been spent trying to dodge getting hit with a net, though in the end he had failed. Squeezing his eyes shut, letting the pain of his wounds wash over him, he had a strangely reminiscent memory come to mind, of the last time he had been trapped like this. That had been the first time he had met Yin, though that had been under far better circumstances then these, as hard as that might have been to believe. Back then he had at least been able to set the weremantis free, though only shortly before getting trapped himself. This time, he was not allowed such a luxury, not even given half a chance to be even somewhat heroic. He had failed, he had failed and Yin had fallen beneath the nets next to him. That actually hurt more then any of the deep gashes or bullet wounds littering his body at the moment.
He had mumbled that he was sorry, though it was doubtful that the mantodae had heard it, as quiet as he was being and with so much noise and shouting going on.
And then things had changed. The horsemen had arrived, and they had been set free. Relief had washed over Alexander, not for his own safety, but for Yin's, who he was determined he was going to see out of this jacked up mess. He didn't care about himself anymore, just about him. He needed to get out of here alive, he needed to get away from the hunters and stay safe.
Unfortunately for the zomboil, just as he had felt ready to attack, to fight for all he was worth even in his incredibly weakened state, he had been shot at once more, the bullet tearing into the center of his chest and sending him stumbling, falling towards the ground, landing hard on his hands and knees, teeth gritted shut. "Go.." He had whispered, his voice quiet and raspy. Yin needed to go, he needed to find a way out. Alex would try and help, if he could. He would somehow manage to rise back to his feet, to at least try and defend Yin with what little he had left to give.
And then more disaster had struck, as though there hadn't already been enough of that. Something terrible had happened, and though Alex's mind had been feeling rather hazy, it was as though the feeling of free falling through the air was enough to clear it a bit. Somehow, someway, his fear was regnerating, and he was healing, even as they fell. He was close enough to Yin that he could grab ahold of the other boil, bending down to bury his face in the weremantis's shoulder with eyes clenched shut. This was it. This really must be the end now.
With a bone jarring crack and splash, the floating island had settled on the water. Then and only then was Alexander able to look up, and push himself away from Yin to see what had happened. The students..they all looked so confused, so horrified, and it didn't take him long to see why. The islands..No. Nonononononono. Just NO! This could not be happening. How could this all possibly be happening? How could it get any worse.
Oh, hello giant insanity phoenix!
"Yin?" Alex said, as he gazed up at the newest threat with a look of purest apprehension. "If we ever get out of here, I don't think I'm ever going on a 'vacation' again."
((OOC:
Character Name: Alexander
HP: 40/40
Target: N/A
Damage: N/A
Effect: N/A
Status: Nothing at the moment, just RP response))
Appearance Alexander is a 6'1" zombie currently shirtless with faded and tattered bluejeans. He is not as cut up now, but is still covered in dark, thick, disgusting smelling blood. He has a mess of white hair with black streaks.
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Trira rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 4
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 9:43 pm
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Moure couldn't believe his eyes when the islands were completely engulfed by some kind of blast. He remembered throwing his hands in front of his face, and found himself sprawled across the ground. Somehow, Moure managed to pull free from the earth once they'd stopped falling, and looked toward the crater of a ruin that was the Islands.
He'd never gotten around to seeing War's Island. Apparently he never would, either.
Finally, his eyes traced out the smoky creature before them, and felt a chill run down his spine. He sensed a feeling he'd felt just a few times before, most prominently from Red when she'd been eaten by the Insanity. His eyes widened, and he could only think one thing, "No."
The giant avian creature flew high above them, and it's shriek reminded Moure immediately of the foggy creatures from the Trial, and he tried to stand. Once he got to his feet, he looked around widely for something, anything to throw.
He snatched up a chunk of earth and flung the matter foward toward the bird. They had to bring this thing down before it ate them all alive, feasting off them just as the Insanity had taken Red.
The earth missile would've hit any normal creature, but this thing was so swift that it could dodge his attack. This really didn't bode well.
OOC:
Character Name: Moure
HP: 40/40
Target: GIANT PHOENIX BOSS
Damage: 0
Effect: None?
Appearance Moure is a brown-haired, blue-eyed patchwork who wears a lot of checkers. He's got a runner's build.
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Blade Kuroda rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 7
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 9:43 pm
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Shun squeezed Mitsu's hand once more before nodding to her.
"I'm not going anywhere," he whispered. And true to his word, he didn't rush off after the phoenix. No. Even if he did, he'd have trouble stabbing or slashing it. Instead, his hand slipped away from her so he could call his daggers back out.
"Whatever happens.. I'll always love you," he added before taking in a deep breath, trying to focus. It was big, but he was going to have to chuck his daggers pretty hard. Gripping onto the hilts, he shifted his stance and hurled both blades at the bird. When they just sailed on by, he just dismissed and resummoned them.
"Kuso.. there's got to be a better way to hit it," he murmured before looking around. They also needed to try and see where the others were and if they were alright.
"Do you see Xiu around? Or anyone else?"
 Quote: Shun's HP:40 Target: Phoenix Damage: n/a Status: Appearance: Dark haired reaper with daggers and an eyepatch over his left eye
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Amon Larethian rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 2
Total: 3 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 9:46 pm
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Adomiel rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 6
Total: 9 (2-12)
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 9:46 pm
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MoonKitsune rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 5
Total: 9 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 9:47 pm
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Calder was paralyzed when the world started to tilt. Oh no! Even if she couldn't have done much anyways, as most students around her were dropping to the ground where she was currently sprawled on, she would have liked to have some control. Out of nowhere, Amrita, Aymet, and another boil were brought over just before she heard Amrita scream, the ground jerk, and the whole world tumble.
While she was more than sick and dazed by the end of it, the world settled after what felt like and endless drop (one that had her regretting owning a stomach) and with luck, she could feel his body again.
Now on her back and hooves up, Calder rolled over and stood. "Are you guys okay?" She asked, walking over to nuzzle Amrita to see if she was okay.
There was a commotion that soon caught her attention, and ears up, she looked over as a collection of students were looking in one direction. Off in the distance, the waters cut off and the black, charred shapes of where the islands once floated was visible.
"It's all gone." He gasped, eyes wide. The Hunters came here and killed and entire population!!!
To make matters worse ( and when did they ever get better?), a rising, gray smog collected and tightened into a gray and black mass before spreading it's wings. A wave of anger washed upon them as the creature of destruction approached.
"Oh no!" It was Insanity.
Looking about, he tried to go back on his hind hooves and strike it, but it was too far up.
HP: 50/50
Target: Phoenix
Damage: Missed
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LP rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 1
Total: 2 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 9:48 pm
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Sadi Sidhe rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 2
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 9:51 pm
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It... it was impossible. The Horsemen's island was collapsing, almost disintegrating before Luidaeg's eyes. All that beautiful culture. All those lives. Well, existences, but same thing. It was crumbling, falling, and then he had no time to spare a thought to the island, because their own small island was plummeting and he was digging his claws into the ground, eyes shut tight as a scream built in his throat where it was stopped short by his paralysis. He was meant to swim, occasionally to run, never to fly. And certainly not to fall.
When they landed with a splash, the wind was knocked completely out of him. There was a ringing in his ears that drowned out all noise around him, and a flash of light had seared his retinas. Sight began to return before sound, and he looked about. All around him, students and their opponents alike were picking themselves up, many unsteady or in shock. Over in the direction where the larger island had been, he could just make out a giant crater, quickly filling with water. Then, over the crater rose a huge bird. It cried, and the emotion in that cry brought tears to Luidaeg's eyes. Whatever it had been, this was a broken creature, in pain, suffering. The kindest thing for it now would be to put it down, even if it hadn't been a treat to them. Luidaeg had the feeling that it was very much a threat to them...
When the phoenix came near, Luidaeg attempted to rake it with his claws, but it was far too fast and too high for him to hit. Before he could try again, it was past him, and it was another's turn. He hoped the pitiful creature was put out of it's misery soon, and crouched, awaiting another chance to attack.
(( OOC: ---
Character Name: Luidaeg
HP: 30/30
Target: Insanity Phoenix
Damage: 0
Effect: ---
Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3 ))
Appearance Luidaeg is 5'9" and slim, very effeminate, dressed in tattered cloth salvaged from a shipwreck. He has pale blue skin, webbed feet and hands, shark's teeth, and the occasional tentacle peeking out from his seaweed-green hair.
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