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 Posted: Fri May 02, 2014 4:42 pm
No, they weren't spider-zombies, but she failed to see how they were better off. At least, when they'd been being chased down by that hoard, they had not been inside the stinking innards of some giant beast.All of this cycled through her mind as Evan called back to her, and covered in filth as she was, it look a lot not to fire off some scathing retort. Instead she actually tried to do as he suggested. Shake it off, move forward. Easier said than done. She was still shaking as Noah reached her. She flinched when his fingers brushed her arm, but didn't pull away. No, she waited for him to pull away. To recoil. "I'm covered in it," she breathed, voice strained. He was there now she could see him, and she let Warrick return to totem farm as she moved towards the tall Lifer. Her hand on his arm was slick, leaving tacky trails over tanned skin. If she'd been any less shaky she wouldn't have touched him, but she needed the feel of a hand in her own. More than that, really, but restrained herself from simply flinging herself on him and clinging. Her fingers moved down his arm until she could slid her fingers between his, clutching his hand as her body twitched and shook, as if her skin was trying to crawl away from her. Trying to escape. People were yelling, trying to organize the group into looking for an exit, or even cutting their way out. The first wasn't a bad idea, but the second. " No." She called it back to Hanna and Nora. " This thing is under ground, under the sand. If it doesn't just kill us writhing around, and you do manage to dig through, all that sand is just going to rush in here." She didn't want to be discouraging, but she didn't want to cut their chances worst than they were, either.
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Face your demons rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2014 4:49 pm
As the teeth shut above him, Harland tried to summon up that last bit of himself that was ever the optimist. Coyote chimed in, as he was collecting his thoughts. ☆≼Cowboy, we're down one very gorgeous lady. Make finding her priority one?≽ he suggested, in that tone that perpetually sounded like he was trying to flirt with someone who couldn't even hear him.
That someone was obviously not Harland.
Harland was trying to ignore the living flesh feeling, and the smell. Thankfully, it was already a little less severe than it could have been; he wore his bandanna around his nose and mouth, and his Cowboy hat still secured to his head kept most of the blood off his face.
"Lilibuns, right here-- maybe you should ride on my shoulders?" he asked, calling out to the Hunter. He reached his gauntletted hand up, tentatively, to see how high the pit went. High enough. That would at least keep her out of whatever goo this was, and away from the things that slithered within it. It was pitch black, so he hummed a song, hoping that Lilac would clue in and follow the sound.
Something fell on him from the ceiling, no doubt from his attempt to probe the teeth of the cavern, and a bite to the neck made his body go numb. "On second thought, seems like either way's not much safer than the other," he lamented.
[[OOC: HP: 30 from pre-fall damage, -5 for moving = 25]]
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2014 5:33 pm
A red light erupted inside the cave, a signal flare of sorts. Where it landed, small black shapes shrieked and scrambled away, clearing some sort of path around them. The flare continued to hiss, and was followed by a second, and a third. One hit a strange fleshy chunk above them, sticking to a coating of slime - saliva - the and third on the ground - on the pliable surface they were standing on.
"Okay, okay wait - hang on-" Mark placed a third flare - it's shape cylindrical, like a thin candle - between his teeth as he pulled out his rather hefty backpack and unzipped it, literally turning it upside down to shake all the contents out.
There was a heap of glowing blue grenades.
The Death assistant stuck the last light flare in a chunk of flesh on the ground, of questionable origin, cringing slightly. At least it stuck and illuminated his space with a reasonable amount of red light. "Okay, one at a time. Try to aim for the opening, up there-" he pointed up, and with the flare in place, it was easier to see the rows and rows of circular teeth between even strips of circular gum-like flesh. "The teeth never open unless eating, and we'll get sunk down before anything good like happens. We gotta pry open the teeth-" he grabbed a grenade -"with these bad babies, well multiple ones in the same spot. Then we can just like, climb out or something with like - um does anyone have any rope?" OOC THE ESCAPE- Your goal is to use a PROTOTYPE GRENADE to bust open the teeth, hopefully in the same area! Each incisor is the inner layer of teeth, and measure around the size of an arm. To be safe, about five of them need to be knocked out in the SAME AREA (so numbers in sequence ie: teeth 11, 12, 13, 14, and 15) - You can throw up to 3 grenades a person! - Roll 2d20 to see which tooth you knocked out. 1 - 10 = center row of teeth 11 - 20 = middle row of teeth 21 - 30 = third row of teeth 31 - 40 = you missed! Hopefully it doesn't.. hit someone...
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2014 7:07 pm
stormy hp: 35/50
inventory: x1 runic bandages, x1 length of rope
If she was aware of the discomfort she was causing them, then Stormy wasn't showing it; neither Melvin'swide-eyed look nor Jordan's teeth-grit determination phased her. "Of course we're alive," she said simply, though it was clear she was still spacing out. "Just eaten, too. They're already inside; you just can't feel them."
Absentmindedly, Stormy dug her hand under her cap and scratched her shaven scalp, half because of an itch, half just to check for herself.
It was then that Mark brought on the grenades, which without further comment made her shrink back against the meaty, slimy wall, eyes wide. Guns were one thing, grenades another. Loud noises.
She had rope. She wasn't about to offer it with those things nearby, however. None of this was correct, none of this was fitting in her memories, and the only reason she hadn't gone back into panic mode was because Gale would probably yell at her, and his glares had been cowing enough. Whining, Stormy clutched at the rope wound about her waist, her eyes flickering about nervously.
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poke mattix rolled 2 20-sided dice:
1, 8
Total: 9 (2-40)
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2014 7:26 pm
Having done a excellent job at being all shades of useless, Jason blinked in confusion as red flares began lighting up the area, and once he got a good look at what the hell was around him he stumbled to his feet with a yelp, and subsequently more yelps as he zeroed in on the millions of crawling things on the ceiling. At the very least he hadn't passed out (yet), but his mental state was somewhat questionable.
'Don't remind me....not now'
amazing
'NO IT IS NOT'
He was pretty sure it was NOT fun, so he forced himself to stop shaking and pick up one of the blue runic grenades (mentally thanking Mark in the process), then looked around for everyone else. He could see Jasper had found Cami, and he sighed in relief that they had found each other.
"Y-you guys a-alright?" He asked, gaze lingering on Nora whom had tripped over him before but had said nothing at the time, then made a mental note of where everyone was. "I'm going to throw one now...stand back!"
He drew back his arm, then with a grunt he threw the grenade with surprising accuracy at the middle of the teeth.
CENTER ROW OF TEETH
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kuropeco rolled 2 20-sided dice:
15, 11
Total: 26 (2-40)
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2014 7:30 pm
Gale HP: 55 / 60
Inventory: x1 weapons tablet
Mark's appearance probably should have been reassuring, but to Gale it was mostly just exasperation that filled his stomach; and a certain sense of wariness as he looked down at the little grenades, his lips twisting downwards in a frown. Stormy had scuttled away, looking terrified at the very idea, and Gale let out a small sigh.
"It's okay," he told her quietly, hoping to reassure her. "Cover your ears; I'll make it fast."
He glanced sideways at Melvin and scooped up a grenade, holding it out to the other hunter. "Ready?" he asked, and then grabbed his own, taking a short time to steady himself and his footing before rearing back and flinging the grenade as hard as he could.
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poke mattix rolled 2 20-sided dice:
11, 13
Total: 24 (2-40)
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2014 7:41 pm
The quicker he threw these, the sooner they would be out, so he threw another grenade and then ducked as he saw others throw theirs, just encase they missed. So far none had, which was a good thing. He then stood back to that more hunters throw some, as well as to keep out of everyones way. THIRD ROW OF TEETH
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nessy rolled 2 20-sided dice:
13, 7
Total: 20 (2-40)
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2014 8:06 pm
HP: 25/40
Inventory: 1x Runic Flashlight, 1x Runic Bandages
MIDDLE ROW OF TEETH
Count on the MARKANATOR to have a solution! Okay, actually, it was probably that nobody counted on Mark and most of them had probably forgotten that the Death assist was even there. Considering everything that was going on, how many of them had never done anything like this before, that was not entirely unexpected. Even more unexpected was the pile of grenades that came tumbling out of his bag with encouragement to throw them. "Throw?!" Dubiously she looked around.
Was she the only one concerned about this? Not everyone had stellar aim but...well. There was room enough to move around that they might be able to get out of the way of whomever bungled it. Wincing at the pain in her arm, especially considering that there was...whatever this bile was mixed into it, she walked over to heft a grenade in her uninjured arm. Kidana was once again relegated to the pendant around her neck so that nothing got in the way of what needed to be an excellent throw.
Looking down at it, she sighed deeply. "I was never all that great at this but...here goes nothing?" Holding her tongue between her teeth she made a few mock aims. Once, twice, the pin pulled on the third time. "Fire in the hole!" Literally. A shout of triumph left her mouth as it hit, knocking one of the tooth into powder. "Hell yeah!"
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nessy rolled 2 20-sided dice:
18, 4
Total: 22 (2-40)
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2014 8:12 pm
HP: 25/40
Inventory: 1x Runic Flashlight, 1x Runic Bandages
THIRD ROW OF TEETH
Confident in her throwing ability now, wanting desperately to get out and go home, she hefted another grenade and tried again. Her aim did not hit far off from where her first had, taking out a tooth on the third row. "Oh my God, Mark, we absolutely need to make this part of the training regimen!" Shock had to have been setting in. How else would you explain the bright-eyed woman throwing grenades at teeth the size of her arm, barely concerned about the fact that she'd never done this before?
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Yayoi rolled 2 20-sided dice:
12, 14
Total: 26 (2-40)
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2014 8:25 pm
The sudden appearance of Mark was a surprising yet welcome sight. And he had grenades. Glad that someone at least had something that would blow a hole in this thing. He wasn't too sure if whacking at it with their weapons would have made much progress.
Hobbling towards the pile of grenades he stooped low, bracing himself still with Gothsmog and scooped one up in his hand. Giving it a light toss in the air. Looking up at the rows of teeth over their head. He wasn't too sure how good his aim might be but the teeth were big enough.
Zascha lobbed the grenade at the teeth.
Zascha HP: 20/40
Inventory: x2 weapon tablets
THIRD ROW OF TEETH
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Akina Tokuwa rolled 2 20-sided dice:
6, 19
Total: 25 (2-40)
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2014 8:45 pm
The tight coil of frustration unwound in Hanna's chest as other Hunters began volunteering ideas for escape. A few voices piped up immediately -- one, a familiar sound talking about bandages, another (Land, she thought) talking about his flashlight, Kylee talking about weapons tablets, another voice contemplating the virtues of cutting a way out, Peyton echoing the concern about sand rushing in. Away from her, she heard a murmur of others voices, all of it more promising than the nothing that was happening before. "Okay, so maybe we should--" But before any new plan could take form, Mark reappeared to save the day with flares in hand. (Hanna felt relief, sort of.) The glow of the blue grenades illuminated the millipedes scuttling across the blood and gore-soaked ground. The pressure of taking charge lifted off of her. "...or maybe we can throw some grenades," she said quickly, sloshing her way toward the pile. Grabbing three in her hands, she stashed two in her pockets to provide her arms lots of freedom. Hanna was pleasantly surprised to see Cami's mood instantly elevated. "Long range battle gets you back in the game, eh?" she called to Cami. Then she lobbed her own grenade, pumping a fist as the blast made contact and obliterated more teeth. HEY! They were doing something! 6 + 19 = 25 (THIRD ROW)HP: 20/40
Inventory: two tablets
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Inle-roo rolled 2 20-sided dice:
17, 13
Total: 30 (2-40)
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2014 9:01 pm
Suddenly, Mark was there again, only this time he had come bearing gifts of the portable and exploding variety--otherwise known as Evan's favorite kind. He cackled in what may have passed as unbridled glee if he had been younger and more mentally stable and prone to that sort of thing. Just beneath the surface of his adult exterior lived a kid who loved few things more than blowing s**t up. He was like a kid at Christmas as he took a grenade, pulled the pin, and threw it. He refrained from cheering, but just barely. He would have happily volunteered to get swallowed by a giant sand bug every day of the week if he had known he'd get to play with toys like these.
Third row of teeth: 30
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Akina Tokuwa rolled 2 20-sided dice:
15, 18
Total: 33 (2-40)
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2014 9:01 pm
One grenade, two more to go.
Hanna didn't want to make a mistake and miss, but she was enthralled at the possibility of getting out of this place faster. Unfortunately, just as she wound up, something crawled inside of her boot, causing her to jump suddenly. The grenade fell to the ground as she kicked her leg into the air, sending whatever it was flying.
For a moment, she breathed a sigh of relief.
...and then she remembered there was a live grenade at her feet. With a yelp, she scooped the weapon up and the last moment and threw it as far away as she possibly could. It exploded -- well outside of the range of the teeth.
A miss! How embarrassing...
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nessy rolled 2 20-sided dice:
7, 19
Total: 26 (2-40)
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2014 9:15 pm
HP: 25/40 Inventory: 1x Runic Flashlight, 1x Runic Bandages THIRD ROW OF TEETHHearing Hanna's comment had her laughing. It was a bit more normal-sounding than usual even if it wasn't entirely sane, wasn't entirely right. "Apparently this place knows more about me than I knew about myself. All it takes is being far, far away from the problem and a little explosives." No, something was absolutely wrong with Camille, something that wasn't going to go away with a few explosions and a promise of going home. This was going to haunt her nightmares to the point that poor Jasper who had volunteered to watch her door at night, was going to learn the sound of her screams. If he hadn't already. Standing there, looking up, she tried to get her flashlight to work again. "Are we close yet?" She really, really, really wanted to go home. Really wanted a shower. Really wanted a hug.
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chirigami rolled 2 20-sided dice:
14, 15
Total: 29 (2-40)
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2014 9:15 pm
"Aa, yeah." That could have been to both her observation and her question, actually it probably was at that point as his body finally gained its freedom from the effects of those tiny little whatevers. He twitched lightly and shook his head.
"Don' need to lean on ya, wouldn't wanna break you or somethin'" He had to grin, trying to lighten the mood all around despite, well, everything. Because well, they were just a little bit stuck inside another something or other.
Though, perhaps not for long when all of a sudden there were loud noises all around them, red signal flares announcing something. It wasn't like he thought little of her abilities, but something made him grab Noemi closer to him just in case. Might have been her scared and worried tone while they searched for one another. "You manage to find a rope with that flashlight? He asked, since someone else was.
And as everyone else was, he acquired one or a few of those grenades, "gonna throw one," so as to warn her ('cause well, explosions). Milo pulled the pin and threw, his aim a little off but at least managing to get in contact with some of those teeth in the back row.Quote: Milo's HP - well he's missing 25 Inventory: himself, Runic Bandages
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