"I am your MOTHER, your FATHER. Your CREEPY ******** UNKLE," Cecil was laughing now, his head spinning as the creatures ran at him with claw and tooth and hoof. "Codex will show you just how bad children you are!" He spat, and the weapon fired again through the throng.
More were coming. Could they keep it up?
Despite the sweat accumulating on his brow, he showed no weakness, no sign of being worn down. They had survived worse. They could survive this.
"You STAY AWAY FROM HIM!" After rolling from a dodge, Cecil fired his weapon at the few between him and Wickett. Unfortunately, in his wild flailing, the thing just scratched the attackers.
HP: 52 Targets: A.o.D., Banshee, Kip Damage: 3
Raja
Chimarii
OnionGrump
Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 11:06 pm
In the distance, the sound of a helicopter can be heard. It grows in volume as it's joined by another, and then another. Eventually a good dozen are circling the perimeter of the island. Soon a soft blue glow surrounds the park.
Cecil hesitated, catching his breath as he realigned his aim to try to knock the creatures off of his partner, but something drew his attention skyward.
His expression broke, terror suddenly contorting his features. "Wickett. Wickett do you hear that?" Codex was vibrating with energy from the fight, but Cecil's attention was locked on the blue glow edging the skyline. "They've got us... They've finally got us."
Tavast managed to turn around, and slash at Cecil, roaring again even as the man was distracted. He didn't know what the blue light was - nor did he care.
Seraphim finally found who he was truly searching for all this time. they were the ones who created all of this, that officially asked for him to be contained. they where the ones he had sought the most on the island.
With his spear out he flew towards one, seeking their death.
So, losing track of the other one hadn't been a very fabulous idea. It was a new set of problems, and a new set of wounds and the behemoth was not fond of ANY of it. She could feel so much of her energy waning, a lot of pain coursing through her body. So hard did she try to channel it still.
The sounds in the sky were ignored, the blue light was noticed but Reaver needed to keep her focus and push through it, past the growing collection of scars that racked her body. She had to really not think about what she looked like because that would really just make her wail. Nor that she was working with someone who gave her a nasty few cuts on her back. The behemoth just attacked.
bilious
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Name: Reaver Physical Description:behemoth. Though, not as large as what a grown behemoth of Halloween could potentially achieve, Reaver is about the size of a Siberian Tiger and potentially just as mean. Her colors are rather subdued, fitting into what humans would deem more 'natural' with shades of browns and blacks. HP: 6/50 Target: CECIL Roll Results: 6 Target HP: 40/95
Kip hovered in the air; wings beating steadily to keep him aloft during the time Cecil was yelling at them. It wasn't until Cecil made his next attack, clipping the harpy's tail feathers that Kip let out a startled squawk and swooped back around, only and dive at the Cecil again. Only this time, rather than missing, his talons caught their target; digging into Cecil's shoulders harshly, before he released him and took off skyward again.
The fact that Cecil's attention was elsewhere now and filled with horror, and that the place was practically glowing in a blue light didn't even occur to him.
(( Messed up the dice and I'm too lazy to re-roll |D ))
Cecil let out a wild yelp as he rolled away from the ravaging animals, fingers clawing at the dirt and sand. Too many on him, and he was a small man, twisting until they clawed at turf and each other and he could scramble away.
"They'll... they'll see what I did here! They'll find my research, they'll build statues of me! They could SEE them, Wickett! They were Mundy! The WORLD could see them! LOOK at them!!" His chest was seizing up as he gestured to the circling monstrosities.
Angel was rather angry at the attack cutting lose some of her feathers from behind, her gaze drifting to the man. Ah yes, maker. She smiled suddenly, having finally noted her brothers was there.
And then drive her spear at the enemy once more. This time striking the shorter man. They both deserved it afterall.
Bilious
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Name: A.o.D. (Angel) Species: Valkyrie - Reaper Short Description: Long unkempt straight blond hair, sparkling blue eyes, and an age between 14-15. At a glance she looks sweet and innocent and is in a likely now bloody white-ish gray long shirt with shorts. The shirt hangs lower than the shorts so they only matter if she's flying. Her wings are a white-grey color and weapon is a long golden spear. Her appearance earned her name. Her personality extended it.
"Hello again sister" it was fitting that they both would get to participate in the killing of these two. Soon they would be no more. he lunged with his spear attacking with Angel.
Action: Attack Target: Cecil Roll Results: 4
My HP: 50/50
Cecil's HP: 19/99
Name: Seraphim (but usually gets called 18, for his containment number) Species: Valkyrie - Reaper Park Location: Containment Facility Physical Description: Blonde, blue eyes, Giant wings, a spear and a manic grin. Just your typical angel, designed to impress. Looks to be 18-19 years old. Wears a white t-shirt and shorts. Brief Character Profile: After his sister went crazy he had a fit and tried to get to her. After he was also locked up and watched very closely. They were still determining if they would terminate him, but now it is too late. He wants to be free, stretch his wings and kill a few humans. He unlike his sister can communicate telepathically, when he feels like it.
Actually, Reaver liked the notion of people coming to see her, specifically her. Though the statues would have had to been about her. But not at all this cost, and all this pain that they had put them through. The chips, that nasty food, those horrible baths and that containment. It wasn't worth it, so she joined the others and continued her assault on the man with the glasses.
bilious
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Name: Reaver Physical Description:behemoth. Though, not as large as what a grown behemoth of Halloween could potentially achieve, Reaver is about the size of a Siberian Tiger and potentially just as mean. Her colors are rather subdued, fitting into what humans would deem more 'natural' with shades of browns and blacks. HP: 6/50 Target: CECIL Roll Results: Target HP: 15/95
Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 11:59 pm
The blue light was very, very distracting. And creepy. Akiko stopped attack and instead made her way over to Irisa to press against with her ears flat to her head and tails down.
Krista_Darkangel_Silme
Natsuko-neko
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Obsessive Stargazer
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Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 12:01 am
There was a sound that didn't sound very delicious, and it just got louder and louder and more and more terrible. Luk pulled away from the fleshy food-thing and blinked fearfully towards Muk.
'What is the bad sound?!' he cried, frantically reaching to clutch Muk's hand. 'Don't like it!'
