- If they have a previous IC RP connection to "Creation" (mark of Creation, PRP interaction with Creation), they will instead of attacking the mob, feel a heavy impulsion to attack any other player in the thread instead. Who it is is up to you!
What he had been dreading came to pass, though it didn't come in the form he had expected: it wasn't the virus that overtook him, but the legacy itself, branching out from Owain's consciousness and into his with insidious speed.
Rather than green eyes, blood began to seep from them as well as his ears as something compressed upon both of their minds. The giant faltered and began to shudder under its compulsion, under thousands upon thousands of thoughts, emotions, and images--
Jack HP: 46 Damage: 1 Target: Chel Turn: 1/3
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Name: Jack Hawthorn Faction: Hunters Subspecies/Division: Full Life Hunter General appearance: 6'7" beanstalk with green hair and a nasty scar around his face/neck HP: 60/60
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Character's name: Fantasia Moore Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:xxx Character's survival stats: xxx BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 5ft even African American with dreads, dark eyes, and a very hard to read affect. wears tan sweater, gloves, and a hat.
It seemed a blow for blow situation, and he was perfectly alright with that. All the bleeding was making him woozy, though, and it made it a little harder to breathe. He was managing well enough, but his footwork was shoddy and his swing was weak. He wasn't sure how much longer he'd be able to last, but he wasn't about to stop in the middle of a fight so long as he could still stand.
BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Lean and fit, 6'2" and 162lbs. He sports light tan skin that tans too easily (and occasionally burns if he doesn't use sunblock) and well-defined facial features. His hair is a dark, dirty-blonde and haphazardly styled, and he has dark, sea green eyes. He also has facial hair (a beard/goatee combination), but mostly because he doesn't really like to shave.
BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Petit, 5'5" and 114lbs. She is rather fair skinned with relatively soft facial features (compared to her parents) and curiously blue-green eyes. Her hair is a light shade of caramel brown and is naturally wavy, an asset she's rather proud of. [ ref ]
After stabbing into the creature's leg, he backed away, clutching his head. Being so close to it was painful. It felt like it was trying to suck him in, or something to that effect.
"Kusssooo..." he hissed. There had to be a way to take this creature down. Wincing, he rushed back in to attack it once more.
Character's name: Magnus "The Boss" Fury Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: --HERE to search up your character and link to their bio! Make sure to plug in your character's ID. BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Brown hair, scarred face, patch over right eye. Might be mistaken as one of the prisoners, himself. Has an aura of intimidation. Weapon:Sniper rifle with a blade attachment, as well as a suppressor.
Name: Shun Kuroda Faction: Halloween Suspecies/Division: Reaper General appearance: Dark hair. Large scar over his left eye. Wears a leather jacket. Now wearing a sleeveless pinkish Death Hunter coat and scarf. He has a hood up, partially hiding his face. HP: 40/60
Matt found a car, not too far away from where he was standing that luckily wasn’t being occupied by anything else. He put the woman inside, buckling her up incase the car tumbled in any direction she would at least stay put for the most part. The creature swung out again as Matt pierced the vine letting the spear blade run along its length before letting it go. Blood was dripping down from his nose, it tasted like iron as he tried to wipe it away with the sleeve of his shirt. A slight headache was starting to form as he stumbled back to the car leaning on the hood.
Dmg: 4 HP: 20/50 3/3 Roll
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Name: Matt Duffy Faction: Hunter Suspecies/Division: Moon General appearance: 6'3" Tall, lean with a runner's build. Black hair with an undershave with a long braid to one side, bright blue eyes, typically giving some sort of fake smile. HP: 20/50
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Character's name: Harper Caine Character's faction: University - 1 Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: Harper Caine (View Jersey Numer: 07 HP: 40/50 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 5’4”, tanned with bright green eyes and blue to grey colored hair with an undershave and fluffy mohawk. Thin body frame with just enough curves that she can’t call herself flat as a board, light in muscles, and dressed in an old tank top, shorts, with a pair of sneakers and torn panty hose stockings. (Current Avi)
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2, 4Total: 6 (2-24)
Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2015 9:23 pm
Well, they couldn't all be winners.
TOTAL DAMAGE DONE: 207
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Rescuer Hunter: Robert Morris Faction: Hunter Suspecies/Division: Life HP: 50/60 Damage: 0 Charge: 1/3
This time around, he stuck in close, not wanting to back away just yet. As painful as it was to be near the giant monstrosity. Gritting his teeth, he attempted to climb up the beast before sinking his daggers deep into its sides.
Shun hissed another curse under his breath as the sensation was really starting to become overwhelming.
Then, he began to tap into the power of the ring on one of his fingers. He was pretending to be a hunter. Might as well keep up the act for now. After he had 'charged' himself up, his blades began to take on a more shadowed appearance.
HP: 25 Damage: 18 Attack: 3/3 Signet of shadows charge: 3/3 - Using artifact: Grants the user one extra turn.
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Character's name: Magnus "The Boss" Fury Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: --HERE to search up your character and link to their bio! Make sure to plug in your character's ID. BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Brown hair, scarred face, patch over right eye. Might be mistaken as one of the prisoners, himself. Has an aura of intimidation. Weapon:Sniper rifle with a blade attachment, as well as a suppressor.
Name: Shun Kuroda Faction: Halloween Suspecies/Division: Reaper General appearance: Dark hair. Large scar over his left eye. Wears a leather jacket. Now wearing a sleeveless pinkish Death Hunter coat and scarf. He has a hood up, partially hiding his face. HP: 40/60
There was an explosion of chill gunfire from Gale's location, his shooting glasses lowered over his face, bent over the barrel of the gun. An icy cold crept up the barrel of it, cool and familiar, and he gave a nod of satisfaction before straightening, glancing around with narrowed eyes at the others in the vicinity.
It was chaotic - there were people scrambling everywhere, madness reigning - but -
Gale HP: 40 / 60 DMG: 19 Turns: 3 / 3
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Character's name: Gale Gentry Character's faction: Deus Ex Machina Hunter Character's division: Death Division Character's journal link:★ HP: 60 / 60 Weapon: Sniper Rifle ( 2d12 - 6 ) Runics: Runic chains + upgraded barrier daggers
"So...you say THAT will be plugged in me, and you'll control my body?" Saul asked to the strangely friendly-post-human-now-ghost-whose-soul-trapped-inside-an-item-turned-tsukumogami Rei, pointing to a strange plug, which looked part ethereal and part solid. "Yes. As long you are brought under my control, the other Halloweeners won't...'attack' you for FEAR." "-and would it have...after effects for me?" Asked Saul again.
"Mmmmm...there's a chance your memories will be slightly hazy afterwards, but that's it. But remember this: If you are released from this, and by some chance I was still near you, RUN. That means something has happened to me that causes me to lose control of my FEAR, and that 'something' will be a problem that you humans will not be able to solve. Just run."
"-then what will happen to you?" "As long as this headphone's intact, I will be able to revive if provided with enough FEAR. Just give it to other Halloweeners." Answered Rei, tapping on the black headphones on his head. [End flashback]
Uh. The large horse-like creature stands tall infront of him. How did this happened? He remembered that the ground again shakes, and a large pillar of vines shot out from the crack forming-
And suddenly this. After 'commanding' Saul to hide inside a nearby car, he again took the shovel-turned-axe by Saul and posed for attack-
THROB.
"-NGH!" A strange sharp pain, even stronger than before suddenly assaulted Rei, throwing off his aim. What is...
His vision distorts. What is he looking at, actually? A creature? For he can only perceive a black spot. An abyss that devoid of anything, sucking him in.
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Name: Tsukumogami Rei 'Phones' Faction: Halloweener Student (Quest) Subspecies/Division: Tsukumogami (Ghost) General appearance:
HP: 50/50
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[ Infection Rate ]: 000/100 Character's name: Saul Goodman Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link: Journal Character's survival stats: OK BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER S'all good, man!
Leon was just going to continue to throw things at the horse, much to Nid's disdain, getting close was starting to hurt his head. sawed up re-bar spikes made on the fly seemed to have been working well for him.
Mea came across a battle and decided to get involved and swung the fishing rod towards it... and hit it! She was giddy. "Guess this is good for more than one thing!"
HP: 45/50 Damage: 10 Attack: 1/3
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Name: Alamea ( "Mea" ) Faction: Student Suspecies/Division: Monster / Mouryou General appearance: 4'11 girl with long white hair, red rabbit ears pointed down. Bright pink eyes. HP: 45/50 Weapon: Fishing Rod 2 d6-2
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Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2015 9:34 pm
Chel saw that look in his face and she knew it meant bad s**t. Once before on the island with vines and now-
"Hawthorn!" she called to him somewhat indignantly. If it wasn't Merlin it was Creation. If it wasn't creation it was protection.
Despite being safe from a distance, she took a few steps to get in front of him. Even if it made her mind waver slightly (thoughts, thoughts, thoughts), she still tried to get in front of him. "Chill out man. Creation's doin' somethin' to you. Listen to Owain or- ******** he's probably gone too-"