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 Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 3:29 pm
DEUS EX NPCSQUOTE LIZBOT A petite black woman with short blonde hair and a no-nonsense look shoulders her baseball bat, looking the trainees up and down. Those in bad condition find themselves begin handed a small bandage before she walks off. The golden crescent of a moon sweeps across the back of her sleeveless coat Status Effect Hunters: If your hunter falls below 5 hp, they now have a 1d8 bandage. This effect only occurs once!
Simon can be targeted! He does 5 auto damage!
Simon HP: 60Status Effect Students: If your student is flying, or larger than six feet, Simon's bullets deliver 5 damage! Status Effect Hunters: If your hunter is in some way sad, upset, or depressed, Killzone's pep-talk gives them a strange kind of clarity. Your hunter may now use a -5modifier instead of -6! However that slap also does 5 damage to your hunter!
Dr. H can be targeted! He does 7 auto damage!
HP: 132Status Effect Students: (even if you are not targeting H) If the total of your dice roll (all dice together, any roll) is divisible by 6, the whip strikes you for 5 damage. If it is divisible by 10, H strikes a critical blow of 10 damage!
Clarice can be targeted! She does 5 auto damage!
HP: 60Status Effect Hunters: if your HP drops to single digits, roll 1 d4. If the roll is even, Clarice appears before you and fully blocks the next attack on your character. QUOTE ZOOBEY A familiar figure to some students took advantage of the chaos, summoning a glowing blue scythe-weapon that seemed to descend on several students slow motion. The shockwave tore into the ground, pushing them further away from the two portal rooms setting up.
Caelius can be targeted!
HP: 128Status Effects - Students will simply find themselves ICly scattered, though for anyone attempting to attack Caelius, roll a 6-sided dice. If odd, you are paralyzed, if even, continue on to your attack.
Allan can be targeted!
HP: 150Status Effects Anyone targeting Allan may be blinded by the white light, its best not to stand too close to him. If the result of your dice rolls is odd, you are blinded by the horribly flashy white light of his weapon and only do HALF the damage to him. QUOTE MARUSHII For many, she was just another reaper who happened to have a flamethrower for a weapon. For Amityville students, she was a hunter. For others, she caused a sensation of deja vu. Blue eyes, brown hair, goggles: this was the face Red wore before she died in a failed attempt to strike at the hunters, nearly risking the students' lives in the process as well. There was nothing familiar about her demeanor, nor any trace of recognition or sympathy in her features. Aria lifted her flamethrower and pulled, directing it towards the students' feet. Aria can be targeted!HP: 125Status Effect Students: If you ever roll a 4, the ground beneath your feet is now on fire! The blue fire is so cold that it burns. Take -3 damage, as you are now on fire. In order to put yourself out, you will need to roll one 8-sided dice6-8. If you roll 1-3, take -1 damage as you are still on fire. 4-5, take -3 damage as you are still on fire AND manage to make it colder. 6-8 means you have successfully put yourself out. Reroll as many times as needed. You do not need to wait for a new GM post in order to put yourself out. He looked... odd. Out of place. The man seated in a wheelchair seemed to provide a rather opportunistic gap in the hunters, however anyone who approaches him would discover that he was not as weak as he appeared. Lance can be targeted!
HP: 70/70Status Effect Students: Every time you target Lance, take an automatic -3 damage as he counters your attack. Please also be very specific when you target Lance in your RP post.
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 3:44 pm
FOUR CLANS NPCSQUOTE ZOOBEY The crowd tenses for a second, Medea waiting for the Hunters to take the offensive before she moves, backwards supporting those charging forward. Her presence next to the students is soothing.
Medea can be targeted! She has 6 auto defense that you need to break past!
HP: ???/??? Status Effect All Fear Attacks have been reset. QUOTE DANSE-HEXE A tall, pale horseman stands in front of Medea, effectively blocking her from view, possibly to her annoyance. He wields a pitch-black double-ended scythe with wisps of flame covering the edges. Alke can be targeted! He does 5 autodamage!
HP: 60/60Status Effect Hunters: If your dice roll total is even, Alke throws incense in your face! You now have a -8 battle modifier. QUOTE NOTHING YET A dark-haired Jewelcrafter watches over the students with the slightest hint of worry. A carved sapphire cameo and fine FEAR gems set in intricately crafted jewelry stand out in stark contrast against the folds and feathers of her traditional clothing, facets catching the light with each movement she makes. Ylaria can be targeted! She does 5 auto damage! HP: 60/60 Status Effect Students: You feel briefly calmed by the knowledge that you're protected. Roll 1d4 to determine how much damage is absorbed by Ylaria's faint FEAR barrier! QUOTE DEMON_PACHABEL To the hunters who are familiar, he is he son of a man who nearly killed them months ago, to some years ago, and to others he is simply a pretty-boy in a robe. The Heir to Conquest stands tall under all attacks and using a field of gravity will ground those who stand against him - or his 'armies'. Invictus can be targeted! He does 6 auto damage! HP: 120/120 Quote: STUDENTS: If you get attacked, and the attacker rolls a 1 or a 6 in their roll, Invictus' gravity field halves the damage! QUOTE ISTOLEYURVAMPS A cloud of glowing orange moths surround one horseman, his body covered except for a large, translucent gut. Reaching into his stomach he pulls out several vials tossing them into the battlefield. Bulbous can be targeted!
HP: 60/60Quote: Your student gains a +3 to their attack, but takes 5 damage. This effect only occurs once/ you can choose whenever! QUOTE Smerdle A thoroughly unremarkable clanswoman of Famine, Dharu is average in every way. Her brown eyes, brown hair, and sandy skin are decorated with just the right number of bangles and she's trailed by a perfectly respectable collection of moths. It's almost as if she's trying to blend in or something. Dharu can be targeted!
HP: 60/60Status Effects A grinning Alchemist sprints toward you, her overly long scarf trailing on the ground behind her. She drops a small vial of yellow liquid nearby as she runs away again, her cackle momentarily echoing over the din of fighting around you. You can chose to activate Dharu's effect whenever you would like if you are a student. Roll a 6-sided dice. If odd, you heal yourself for that dice roll amount to your HP. If even, you damage yourself instead for that dice roll. QUOTE RANDOM ARTIST The elaborately dressed heir of Death is now in extreme battle mode, friendly fire included! Beware of the large AOE attacks her scythe makes across the battlefield, as the heir isn't in a very discriminating mood. Aisa can be targeted!
HP: 60/60Status Effects Students: Aisa is going crazy with attacking. Roll a 1d6 to ask her for help although it's a gambling chance!. If odd, add 6 damage to your attack, if even, Aisa accidentally hits your student for 6hp and she doesnt care.QUOTE GREY DRAGON Cymbeline seems unnaturally excited by the battle and bloodshed as she gazes over the battlefield. She grins a maniacal grin and swings her scales overhead in long arcs, radiating a hungry, clawing energy. Try to attack, and she simply grins even wider. Cymbelline can be targeted!
HP: 60/60Status Effects ALL PEOPLE: Anyone who lands a critical hit, rolling 1/1, 2/2, 3/3, 4/4, 5/5, 6/6 etc etc regardless of hit or miss gets POISONED. You take -5 damage per turn. This effect does not wear off.
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 3:47 pm
"Talking to me or not, I don't give two ******** and a nickel - beast. You want to make generalizations then I am free to as well. Attacking you? From day one I have been nothing but attacked by your kind forcing me to defend myself from your worthless claws and teeth." Jude said as he settled further into his stance. "I didn't come here to fight you lot specifically but since you are so very much in the way of the goal, I think it is very adequate to say that I will do what I must to complete what I must do."
At being called a hypocrite he just shrugged it off as far as he was concerned this creature was just as much a hypocrite as he, besides the opinion of the beast did not matter one whit. Jude was just doing what he could to survive though he had a good laugh at the expense of the mutt before him at the immortal comment, "No. Let me reprhase that. You kill me another Hunter will simply step in and take my place possibly even two more for each one of us you take down. As a whole we will not be destroyed no matter how many of us you may take down one by one."
As for the power of his weapon he just tilted his head down at his punching daggers in hand and an expression of fondness passed over his face, "It's true, she helps me a lot in these times, she's helped me so many times in the past but that doesn't mean that if I had to I wouldn't still kick your worthless mangy a** without her in hand."
"How about you stop screwing around and show me what you're made of, maybe I'll have some respect for you before I leave, but most likely not," Jude smirked over at the canine.
The addition of 'new players' on the field just added to his ... annoyance in a way but he really couldn't afford to take his eyes off the angry canine. Captured, uncaptured all the things happening all at once but he needed to keep his focus.  (( HP: 50/50 Target: Damage: Charge: 0/3 Effect: All Vines. All the time. Items: 1 x Fear Charge Packet, 1 x Communications Device Attackers: --- Quote: Appearance: 5'9" Hunter wearing a cowl and a stern face. His uniform looks a little bit torn up from earlier fights and a bit of a welt is forming on his forehead...
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 3:48 pm
He knew they were working for the horsemen, he just knew it. No doubt they'd been played the same way Halloween currently was. They were being told the hunters wanted nothing more than to kill them all, and it seemed that wasn't the case at all. It made sense, why else would they be using nets?
"They tell us you are the enemy. They tell us we need them to defeat you. I think it is they who need us and are using you, whoever you people are, whether you work for them or not as a means." he still didn't believe the hunters were human. Not really. But whatever they were the horsemen either had them well trained or intimidated. "Yet they have rooms in their homes that try to devour us, and grand spectacle trials in our world where they watch us die and call it a test of our worthiness."
"There are those among us who have no interest in killing humans. Where would things be without the delightful creatures?" he eyed the hunter thoughtfully again. "It is a business partnership. We aren't in it for a hostile takeover."
He would gladly have said more if around then chaos hadn't once again broken out.
And he was free and being dragged into another battle he didn't want to fight.
He did not want to help these people.
He was free, but he would not attack, it was his choice, not that of the clans.
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OOC: - JUST RP
Character Name: Zar
HP: 40/40
Target: None
Status: CAUGHT
Damage: ??
Fear: GC
Appearance A very formal looking demon, dressed in a long conquest style robe with four perfectly polished horns and a long tentacle like tail [x]
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 4:00 pm
His efforts to free the redheaded demon clearly at a loss, Sparrow took a step away from the net, angry with himself for not being of much help. The last thing he wanted was to be useless, but as he looked around the battlefield, a net collided with him, and Sparrow was taken down, kicking furiously. He struggled within the confines, but no sooner had he been caught than he was free again.
Something akin to relief blossomed in Sparrow's chest as he pushed himself back up to his feet, holding his shadowy scythe ready.
They were here.
He saw Aisa through the haze, fire swarming around her body, her face one of mixed determination, intensity, and maniacal glee. Beside her was the Famine Heir, ribs clacking together noisily and looking as fearsomely mad as could be, and neither one seemed to care which way they were going. Sparrow gripped his scythe tightly, taking a step backwards, back towards Tybalt, and a smile grew across his face, grim and fierce.
"Look," he said to the black dog. "The Calvary has come."
[ HP: 40/40
Target: N/A
Damage: N/A ]
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demon_pachabel rolled 2 12-sided dice:
4, 4
Total: 8 (2-24)
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 4:04 pm
For those who may have wished to earn Invictus's seething rage for their own, they would find themselves sorely disappointed. There was only one person out on the field who would ever earn the scorn of the Heir of Conquest, and he was the one standing tall, frowning upon the entire group as though they were the scourge of the earth. No, in that man's eyes they all needed to perish.
And Invictus simply felt exactly the same way. He was a wrench that was thrown into the gears of a perfect system, one that caught itself up into its spurs and caused things to creak, slow, stop, and perhaps even an attempt to rend them apart.
Caelius Innis was the only Hunter who would really ever have a place in Invictus's hate-heart. If there was such a thing. He was also the only hunter who would ever be fully remembered outside of names. Even those who had had earned the scorn of that day alone - such as Rep - would be forgotten easily within a day, burned out by the Master-hunter.
And even as Invictus moved easily around that shockwave that the Master-hunter created, it would be the first time he took only a single target - and at that, the only time he actively sought one out at that.
"You have stepped upon my lands now, Hunter." Invictus was not attempting to threaten Caelius into leaving, but it was simply the single motivation as he took his bow and began to form a new gravity field in attack.----------- (( OOC: Character Name: Invictus - 5'5" Heir of ConquestHP: 60/60 Target: Caelius (Straight on Attack because Invi is a haxx and doesn't get scattered by some silly scythe like Circe) Damage: Missed Effect: Cym just poisoned him. Thank Cym, he still loves you ))
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 4:05 pm
Whaaaat why were there lots of pony people now? (Ofelia thought Horsemen sounded silly said over and over, calling them Pony People was her way of dealing with it). The flowers were all but gone from her chest, only a few of them left, and Ofelia shifted from one leg to another as she raised and lowered Rue. Her knuckles were cracking inside the weapon's handles as she tightened her grip, the pulse of energy from her weapon still too faint. Rue was cursing, she wanted to be used and she wanted to be used now but Ofelia needed to be watching and waiting.
Just what was she supposed to do? Was she supposed to go out there, guns blazing (well, knuckledusters blazing) and just knock a few skulls together? . . . . she could totally do that, but wasn't she supposed to be partnered together with a Moon person before running around? The only ones she noticed happened to be. . . ones she didn't really know because man Ofelia stuck to a small group of people. Rep's really good friend (and Jordan's too, if she watched enough to pay attention to their interactions) was a moon but he was going to be with either Rep or Jordan.
Though Jordan was over with two students and what if one of them attacked himmmmm? Maybe she should go over there and lend him a hand? Rue didn't give a flying <********> what Ofelia did so long as it got done now.
(( OOC: RP POST
Character Name: Ofelia
HP: 40
Target:
Damage:
Effect: In denial most likely [ charge 0/3 0/2 used ] [ -5 to rolls via killzone ]
Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3 ))
Appearance Ofelia is a 5'9" hunter with firetruck red hair and an eyepatch. She is currently wearing a ton of bloody bandages on her torso. Her chest is littered with bright red flowers that run in a diagonal line, though they are slowly falling out and Ofelia is freaking out.
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 4:06 pm
"I don't think Jiejie would be pleased if anything happened to you," Xiu answered, blinking up at him. He and Levi were friends, right? "Besides, I'd rather go up against the Hunters head on rather than hide from them." There was a determined note in her voice as she spoke, through she kept her gaze focused on the net as she continued working at it. Even with the arrival of another ghoul and Sparrow, it seemed as if none of them were able to free the wrath demon.
She tried to keep her hands steady as she tugged at the net, but her lashing tail betrayed her worry. What would happen to the captured students if they weren't freed? Would the hunters bring them to that weapon conversion machine like they saw during the trials, and...?
Xiu let out a shocked yelp as a net suddenly closed itself around her. She tumbled backwards, eyes wide as she witnessed the surrounding students being captured as well. One by one, the students were snatched up and caught in the traps. The baku's heart fell. Was this it?
No. The sudden arrival and assistance of the Four Clans members was met with a stunned silence. The net surrounding her was gone, but it took her a few seconds to process that before she pushed herself back up to her feet. They had...come to help them? Really? She looked over to where Medea stood, a look of gratitude blossoming over her face.
The students definitely owed them one.
"You're okay, West? Aniki, Mitsu?" She turned back to look at them, before giving her gloves a little tug and turning to eye the Hunters. "I'm going after one of the leads again. With the Four Clans here, maybe we can..." She trailed off hopefully. At the very least, she hoped that they could force the Hunters to retreat.
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OOC:
Character Name: Xiu-Ying
HP: 28/40
Target:
Damage:
Effect:
Appearance 5'2" girl with long white hair in a loose braid. Pink eyes, tapir-shaped ears, and a lion tail. Dressed in Chinese-style clothing. Wears a flower clip in her hair.
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Saliru rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 4:08 pm
Rin... really wasn't that opposed to the idea of a hug. Not really. But she realized he was being sarcastic and clearly now was neither the time nor the place. She hefted Byr up and flashed an edge of his blade at Harrison.
"His defense is terrible but he can heal to make up for it." She shot Harrison a sly smirk. Her feelings weren't hurt. No siree. She had no feelings to injure.
Yeah then show it.
She moved in an awkward way clearly in an attempt to imitate Harrison while watching Jordan run off already. He was oddly without comment she thought fleetingly.
"He says he can though." She seemed to physically relax a bit at Byr's assurances that he's got this.
(( OOC: RP
Character Name - Rin
HP - 40/40
Target - Rep
Defense - 4
Charge - 0/3))
Baneful Rin is Defending Rep for 4.
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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DarkHeartedSorrows rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 2
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 4:09 pm
As the pressure let up Feng glared daggers, his target the elaborately robed creature he'd been forced to bow before. His job wasn't to bow in submission to these monsters. His job was far less convenient than that. He gripped the chain of Shang tight and got to his feet, though his body was still adjusting from the change in gravity around him. When he could support his own weight, he charged.
He swung the heavy head of Shang, slamming it into the creature and giving a savage yell.
<Calm down, Tarzan. Keep your head straight or you'll be in trouble.>
------------------------ (( OOC:Character Name: Feng HP: 34/40 Target: Invi Damage: 4 Effect: -6 auto Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3 Charge: 2/3 )) demon_pachabel DarkHeartedSorrows's character Feng is attacking Invi for # damage! Appearance Feng is 6'2 with black hair. His most distinguishing feature is probably the huge a** dragon meteor hammer he uses as a weapon. His clothes are a bit charred from previously being on fire.
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 4:16 pm
A loud clang as the Death Hunter lead's scythe weapon blocked a wild swing from one of the other horsemen, and in the next second, Invictus's attack barely grazing his Fear Shield.
There was no hatred, no disdain, or any emotion for that matter, just a simple void. Black, whites, and greys, moving onwards -
- And through his opponents.
Circe swung forwards - upwards, pushing the Heir back as in the next second, the scythe-weapon poised over the Heir of Conquest's chest. Perhaps there was no fear in Invictus's eyes, after all, they were Fear, they did not die.
They did not die, they lived over centuries dying and reforming again, and again, and again.
Invictus would not even understand what death, finality, a stage beyond death really felt like until the curved tip of the weapon hummed, and buried itself into his chest.
It didn't tear through him entirely. It did not even pass through him, simply sinking into his Fear. He might have cried out - the pain was unfathomable, he might have even reached out to lash out -
- But it was too late. A second later, Caelius twisted the handle of his weapon, the scythe arcing forward, humming loudly-
- Shattering the Horsemen of Conquest's core.
Invictus did not dissipate. He simply stopped existing.
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 4:22 pm
Feng frowned at Caelius.
The death lead had totally just stolen his thunder.
------------------------ (( OOC:Character Name: Feng HP: 34/40 Target: Not attacking Damage: -- Effect: -- Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3 Charge: 2/3 )) Appearance Feng is 6'2 with black hair. His most distinguishing feature is probably the huge a** dragon meteor hammer he uses as a weapon. His clothes are a bit charred from previously being on fire.
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Bittiface rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 4
Total: 10 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 4:26 pm
Greeat. Just when it seemed like they had the upphand, they had to deal with a hoard of Horsemen. Otto would have been intimidated if he were only with other trainees, but there were a lot of experienced hunters behind them. They could deal. Otto remained business-as-usual in his demeanor and threw his weapon into the fray, his weapon knocking against a small demon girl in the process. OOC:
Character Name: Otto
HP: 42/50
Target: Xiu
Damage: 4 Appearance 17 years old, 5'5", Blonde hair, Blue eyes, grumpy expression, skater clothes. Fights with a 6 foot boomerang. Items on Otto's person: --> Communication Device --> Fear Scanner Kaiyumi Otto is attacking Xiu for 4 damage.
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 4:27 pm
It was sort of ironic, really.
They were the four Horsemen. Okay, perhaps not the, but between himself, Aisa, Cymbeline, and Eris... they were quite powerful. They'd lived for centuries, eternity it even seemed somtimes when he looked back on it. Thinking on how while the island of the hunters had been completely unbearable, there he had truly met three girls who he could have said he loved.
Perhaps even more than he loved his mother. Perhaps even more than he'd sought to gain his father's approval. They had meant more to him than that. They were his. He was theirs.
It was strange how that was the thought that actually flashed through his mind when the scythe went through his chest. Pain laced through every fiber of his being, burning into him, twisting through every nerve, vein, synapse like he was being flooded with a fire that did no damage besides pain all at once - a pain that did not cease because he no longer had the ability to feel it. He had that ability.
He could still feel it as it ate away at his every thought, through his memories of the other three heir's faces, leaving him not even with their solace.
Invictus was a stern individual. He walked through attacks without a sound. He did not express his emotion openly to an audience. But the sound he made in that moment could have shattered the very earth in the split moment before it was silenced.
And then he was gone.
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 4:30 pm
Noone would notice one casualty, noone would really care, perhaps they waited for him to re-appear again without realizing the severity of the situation.
Invictus was gone.
The Death Hunter lead stepped away, lost in the chaos again: stepping stones were simply stepping stones. The Four Clans would always find a new Heir.
Invictus was gone-
- But his Fear was not.
No, one could not even call it Fear, it was not the Fear that saved him. It was something else the strange echos of loss of Home, a familiarity, a dissonance, a thousand shrieking particles at once telling him to return back.
At first it was just a mass of white, nothingness, a void-
- And then the Fear was slowly, surely pulled in, joining the Insanity. Merging together. Host and parasite. A perfect merge.
Invictus, as they knew him was gone, and instead, someone else had reformed in his shadow.
Heir and something else. OOC - Invictus is now a STAGE 4 Heir! He has boosted stats and may now roll 2d12 - 6 modifier instead of -8! His HP is now a base of 120.
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