Turning around to look at the owner of the voice, Clyde smiled when he saw Billy. At least he was here with the group now!
“Billy!” Clyde exclaimed, walking over to meet the goat boy half way. Taking a quick note of the other boil’s movement to dodge the hunters, the varcolac lead the Billy further away from the two. “Good thing you’re here. I thought I left you behind by accident.”
Accident? No Clyde, you’re just careless as hell. That was totally your own fault for rushing head first into a new dangerous area.
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Name: Clyde HP: 30/30 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 25% Items: NOPE. RP Blurb: VARCOLAC YEEEAAAA
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2012 11:38 am
"I'm fine," Jerry lied in a whisper. As Ceres pushed forward, Bix in tow, the man stiffened even more, his grip on his weapon tightening. His brain reeled.
His people, these were his people. Fellow suns, yes. They could... they could defend... they could blow this place to the ground... they could...
He let go of Roar with one hand to place it trembling on Jordan's arm tightly. "They're watching-atching-atching us," He hissed frantically.
Rep's constant movement was putting him further on edge.
Who was watching. Why. What for. Were they the test subjects now? The prisoners. He just wanted... he wanted....
He didn't know. His mind felt as flighty as the fog wafting around them.
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Name: Jerry HP: 60/60 FEAR Strength: 95% Insanity Strength: 75% Items: Med Kit X 2, Corrupted Runic Bandages RP Blurb: Disheveled hippie-nerd with a bazooka.
Bix was glad to see that at least Jordan looked sane. He wasn't ever sure if Rep was sane.. and Jerry seemed sane even less than him. Ceres' hightened instincts seemed to be haywire and he knew immediately what she was doing. Unfortunately he wasn't sure he could stop her.
"Chill out.." He said it aloud but it wasn't to anyone in particular. "We're good for the moment." As good as they could be. At least a group was forming. More figures were coming out of the fog, more people filtering down the stairs, but somehow it never crowded.
Rep glanced over just in time to see Jerry place his hand on Jordan's arm. Any other time he'd have been fairly indifferent to it, especially as he didn't see Jerry as an immediate threat. Right now though he was angry, strung out and feeling oddly possessive. He stopped pacing to glare, bristling with hardly restrained violent intent.
"Jerry you are going to get your ******** crazy on him." he snarled "I don't know about anyone ******** else, but I'm ******** watching you."
Any fight was starting to look like a good idea, if it was within the ranks, he could care less.
HP: 30/50 DMG : N/A FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 35% Charge: 0/3 Items : 2 x medikit, 1 runic bandage Appearance : Loud, arrogant human with vibrant red hair and a nasty demeanour, weilds a massive two handed lochaber axe.
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2012 11:50 am
"Nothing...other than darkness and hunters, that is."
Xiu replied to Shun's question with a deep frown, turning to face him but making no move to motion towards said hunters. He could see them too, she was sure--they certainly stood out like a sore thumb among all the students who were showing up. Although she could not claim to be comfortable by their presence, so long as they didn't start something, Xiu would be content to keep her fists to herself.
When she spotted a familiar figure nearby, the baku immediately perked up, gently touching a hand to Shun's arm to catch his attention. "Aniki, I'm going to go check up on some of the others for a sec, okay? Please keep yourself and Mitsu safe." There were definitely a few people that she wanted to seek out and whose safety she wanted to ensure, but for now, it made sense to approach the one who was closest. He, after all, seemed to have noticed their presence as well.
Turning, she made her way towards Yin, gaze flickering to look at him up and down. The last time she had seen him, he had been corrupted by insanity, attacking anyone in sight. But now...he was back to normal, right? He certainly looked like he was, at least. She moved forward until there was only a few feet between them, lifting a hand to awkwardly wave. Still, the ghoul was smiling, pleased at least to see that he was alive and--seemingly--back to normal.
"Yin Cang, I'm happy to see you again!"
(( Stats: ))
Name: Xiuying HP: 50/50 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 5% Items: 2 Pumpkin Pills RP Blurb:5'2" baku ghoul
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2012 11:56 am
None of them, except possibly Bix, were acting quite normal; it could be explained away as nerves, tension, but it was also totally possible that the House was doing something to then. Jordan tensed up as Jerry clutched his arm. The man was stuttering; that was always a bad sign. And now Rep was being jealous again, and <********>, that was his own fault -
Jordan, Ferros said firmly.
Thanks. Jordan hauled his thoughts back on track and removed himself gently from Jerry's grip, clapping the taller man on the shoulder. "Jerry place," he reminded, then, "Both of you, calm down. We've got one Moon and four Suns here. Not a good ratio."
Name: Jordan Faction: Hunter HP: 60/60 Fear: 90% Insanity: 25% Visual Reference:Here Inventory: 1 Corrupted Runic Bandage, 1 Runic Bandage, 1 Horseman Vial - picked up here
He had already lost track of the rest of his group, but Mengyao neither cared nor had enough energy to care even if he wanted to by now. The voices were whispering inside of his head again and he felt unsteady, uncertain, weak on his feet, and no matter how much he tried to convince himself that he was just fine, he knew he wasn't. A small part of him wanted to know whether or not Yuzhi was safe, but when he had last seen her, she had been with her brother and the others. He did not need to worry about her.
The staircase, surprisingly, was a welcome relief, despite it most likely being unnerving for others. Mengyao found he welcomed the silence, the monotony of going down step after step, his footsteps echoing alongside his thoughts, which were so convoluted and twisted that he could not make heads or tails of them by now.
There were voices - voices not in his head, voices around him, signifying that he was not alone, that there were others making the descent with him, but he did not stop to see who they were, nor did he wish to. Under the tangle of thoughts, his mind set itself on simply making it down the twisted flight of stairs.
It took him a while, and when his feet finally hit level with the ground, he was tired and disoriented. He wished he had his fan, something to keep his hands occupied, which were trembling slightly beneath the voluminous, torn sleeves of his robes. And here he could see the others, dozens of people, everyone from horsemen to students of Amityville to those vile hunters.
He was too weary to strike up any sort of antagonism, as he normally would have, but he still gave them a wary look and kept his chin held high, his back straight.
He did not have much left, but his pride was still intact.
Name: Mengyao HP: 40/40 FEAR Strength: 90% Insanity Strength: 5% Items: None RP Blurb:Pony~
[ Gale - entering ]
He had lost Marcus and now he was by himself. Gale, busy letting off a string of irritated swear words that were probably too inappropriate for someone his age, almost tripped and fell down the flight stairs instead of walking calmly down them.
Ignoring Jinhai's quiet question of whether or not he was all right, Gale took the stairs carefully, his fingers twitching slightly as he made his way down them. He could not seem to shake the feel of paranoia from his veins, and every few seconds his head would snap to the side, eyes wide and searching for any sign of anyone else, his heartbeat loud in his ears.
He wondered where Marcus was, thought the worst, told himself he was being stupid, and then started the whole process over again, his thoughts refusing to settle, his mind moving a million miles a second.
At the bottom of the winding staircase, Gale staggered, swore again, and then promptly sank down to the floor, his fingers pressed against his forehead as he tried to regain some of his bearings. He felt jittery and nervous, not at all like his usual self, and the thought made him angry and frustrated, not to mention embarrassed.
He did not even try to get up.
Name: Gale Gentry HP: 45/60 FEAR Strength: 90% Insanity Strength: 50% Items: Trapping Gun (from Island) ; Runic Bandage (from Prompt 1 examining) RP Blurb:Looks like this
[ Sparrow - entering ]
He was separated from Jack, and needless to say, it was making Sparrow feel just the slightest bit concerned. He wanted desperately to go and search for his friend, but with the fog as thick as it was and the staircase that loomed imposingly beneath him, it seemed as though that particular mission would have to be momentarily postponed.
Sparrow did not enjoy this fact, but it was a fact, and so he took the stairs down, pausing every so often to listen to the voices he was hearing to see if there was any that sounded as though they might belong to a certain cat.
When he reached the bottom and discovered that no Jack, Sparrow felt his spirits lower even further, a look of consternation passing over his face. Surely Jack was all right, wasn't he? He was just taking his time, or perhaps Sparrow could not find him. There were an awful lot of people around, after all, and Sparrow stood with his scythe summoned, absently leaning against it and musing silently to himself.
Name: Sparrow Heartreed HP: 50/50 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 0% Items: None RP Blurb:Looks like this
Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2012 12:14 pm
Amphi kept her hand tucked in Roch's as she looked around. Since the descent into the stairway from the door, she had been feeling odd and a little sick.
Nervous, Apprehensive and Jumpy...as if something would pop out in any second. The quietness settled her and yet didn't. She could hear the sounds of voices, but were they the insanity? or students?
She just clutched Roch in the end and sighed...
"Where...are we going?" She blankly looked around.
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Name: Amphitrite HP: 39/50 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 40% Items: None RP Blurb:Like this
"Y-YOU Chill out!" Jerry hissed as Bix tried to help, Roar swiveling around to aim at the other Sun hunter at least until Rep snarled and like a cornered animal the bazooka danced from one target to another.
Jerry Place. Jordan's words took a moment to sink in, but the man was already trembling. "Test animals," He muttered, "Studying-udying-udying us..." His voice dropped down, inaudible as he lowered the weapon again, stepping back away from the others.
They didn't care about him. No one did. No one but Roar. They'd leave him behind, save each other and let the high strung hunter with the bazooka fend for himself. Any minute the walls were going to close in, the house crumple around them, and Jerry was low priority. He was alone.
Still murmuring under his breath, he buckled down, sitting with his back to the wall and Roar carefully set in front of him.
His Jerry Place was dismal and lonely.
He wanted... he wanted to go Home.
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Name: Jerry HP: 60/60 FEAR Strength: 95% Insanity Strength: 75% Items: Med Kit X 2, Corrupted Runic Bandages RP Blurb: Disheveled hippie-nerd with a bazooka.
Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2012 12:17 pm
Bix trusted Jordan to handle Rep and Jerry. He'd never been very good at that himself. His own slight paranoia was rearing it's head again as more students and horsemen appeared. His hand rested on Ceres' back, grounding him a bit to reality.
There was another white coated person.. yellow hair.. "Gale!"
Bix broke away from the group and jogged to his friend, sinking to his knees. "Are you alright? Come on. We've grouped up." He started to sling the young man's arm over his shoulder since it seemed like he couldn't walk.
"Gotta stay close. Safer." His eyes darted to the surroundings again.
Jerry was being weak again, acting like a wounded animal. A crazed wounded animal. Clearly he couldn't handle the stress, couldn't handle the fog. It took a strong person to handle this s**t, to be ready for battle no matter what.
"All they'd learn from you is how ******** pitiful one guy can be."
<> he thought to himself, an odd delighted sort of twist from just the thought.
He refused, hefting Tracey all the more as Roar was aimed, however briefly in his direction. "Don't you even ******** think about it you snivelling streak of piss."
He really didn't like having Roar pointed at him in any situation.
When Jerry seemed to let all the fight go out of him like a deflated balloon, the interest waned. He went back to glaring at the others.
HP: 30/50 DMG : N/A FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 35% Charge: 0/3 Items : 2 x medikit, 1 runic bandage Appearance : Loud, arrogant human with vibrant red hair and a nasty demeanour, weilds a massive two handed lochaber axe.
Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2012 12:38 pm
"Oh, so that wasn't the fog again after all." He was relieved that Clyde had been real. It meant the fog wasn't getting to him as much as he suspected. Billy let him lead him a bit farther away from the growing hunter group. Seriously, all of them has weapons. Most of them didn't look very stable.
"You panicked, I don't blame you." Well he did a little, but Billy was more happy to be back with the other student he'd had the chance to interact with most so far. Other than that one ghoul. Anyways. "Clyde, you have any idea what we're doing... here?" he wasn't sure where here was other than in the fog. "Do you know anyone else?" He would feel decidedly better if they managed to grow their group from just their two.
Jude was here. He was in one piece, for the most part.
He was impassive - his expression neutral as he just came upon the scene, eyes scanned the crowd to see who he knew but he couldn't help but feel a bit of worry tugging at him when he couldn't find Ariane, Deryk, or even Robert it seemed. Had he left them behind forever? Were they just gone forever? Did they get lost?
Jude reached up and rubbed at his face trying to figure out what was going to happen next, he didn't even want to look at the stairs he'd come from even though they had long since faded away.
What should he do now?
The feel of something brushing his leg was mostly ignored.
With that bit of a nightmare finally gone and the voices quiet but lingering, Ryan finally reached the stairs. However, there was still no sign of Saya and he was beginning to wonder if she had ended up somewhere else entirely after all. That was, until when he reached the bottom and found the spacious room to be full of both hunters and creatures of Halloween.
Were they all being led to this particular room? Would everyone get here eventually. With new found hope, he called again.
"Saya?" His call was more like a harsh whisper, as he kept his distance from the creatures. Though while he did, he kept an ear out for the female moon trainee's response as well. He didn't see her yet. But maybe she was somewhere in the crowd.
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Name: Ryan O'Conner HP: 50/50 FEAR Strength: 90% Insanity Strength: 50% Items: None RP Blurb: Looks like this.
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Those were hunters, he thought, reaching out his free hand and summoning his weapon. "We're going away from them," he said, tugging Amphi towards the nearest students and moving so he was facing the hunters and she was tucked behind him.
"This ain't really the place for a big battle, but jack, we had one when the entire island we were on was fallin' t'the ground, so I ain't gonna write it off." He wasn't at full health--hell, he was weaker than a first year, he was pretty sure, but he wasn't about to use his healing FEAR until he had to. Amphi had already used hers.
"Has anyone attacked yet?" he asked the other students.
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Name: Roch HP: 28/50 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 0% Items: None RP Blurb: Purple mohawked punk
Name: Jerry
