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 Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 2:39 pm
Ofelia had him there, and a wolfish grin spread just fine over her face. "Mah visions fine, thank ya very much. Ah can see outta both eyes wit' no problem, jus' like Ah always been able ta do." Ofelia tapped her fingers together and raised part of her bangs, showing off two very serpentine eyes. For what it was worth she was telling the truth, she could see from this eye just fine. In a strange sort of way it was terrifying to see this well again.
"Why are ya askin', Mister Patchie? Ya havin' trouble seein'?" She leaned forward and backward, not moving from her spot. Even when a gun was summoned she didn't flinch, knowing good and well this wasn't her body and if he shot? She could scream with the best of them that this person had just shot an innocent and maybe fellow student.
"Ah'm still waitin' on mah shoe there, mister whoever-ya are. Ah'll even settle fer the pretty girlie or the cowboy tossin' it mah way. Mah foot's gettin' cold."
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 2:46 pm
"Shake it off, blue eyes," Roch called to the ghoul he was standing in front of. "C'mon, blue eyes, I know you can do it. You too, Danny," he called to his best friend. "Shake it off and come back to me." He didn't dare look away from the hunters. He had enough trouble just keeping an eye on them.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 2:46 pm
Well either she was bluffing on that part or she really could see well through her left eye again. Shun couldn't tell which it was. And quite frankly there wasn't really a way for him to find out right now. Regardless, he was still on to her. Wary. Even if by some chance she wasn't who he thought she was or even not a hunter, she was some jacker working with the hunters which was pretty much just as bad. "If you wanted to keep the shoe, you should not have hurled it over here," he said flatly, "Or. You can come fetch it yourself."
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 2:51 pm
This was fascinating.
Being a morbid creature full of morbid thoughts and an unhealthy fascination with the human body, Madeline was nearly swallowed by her interest in her new not-human golem body to hear anything going around her until a voice in her head snarked about remembering the mission. Right, yes, mission. Oh, and Arsenios had somehow followed her here too. Wonderful. Flexing her claws, Madeline pushed her hands to her flat chest - her abs, because she had male abs now - and blinked over at the tiny frost demon that had appeared next to her.
"Wow, you're so tiny now, boyo. And I'm sexy." Her voice came out like some shoujo-boys-love-game-character, and she couldn't help but try and smother her giggles. This was a serious mission though, she had to be serious. Eyes flicking back to Wilson, she patted herself down one more time. "To be honest? No clue, doll." She hopped after him, reaching up to touch her horns in slight awe. "I mean, maybe I'm just new to this whole thing, but what are we even supposed to be doing?" She glanced across the room at the students, managing to steel her face into what she hoped was an appropriately smug look for a flame demon dressed up in what appeared to be slick 18th century clothes, a darkly colored vest with accents over an even darker dress shirt. Yeah, she'd taken a drama class, okay. And at least she wasn't wearing a cravat, but she sure as hell could get used to those spats. "Oh," she looked back at Wilson, "Sorry, first time. I couldn't help admirin' the view."
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 2:51 pm
"Don't think about it, Tyb." With Tybalt up and about, Mei breathed a sigh of relief. Scanning the area, she spotted both Remi and Vaith having managed to break free of the paralysis as well. In fact, quite a few of the students were free of this hunter trap. Some weren't so lucky and were still caught in the trap.
With the number of hunters gathered, this was going to prove to be difficult. "How is it, we always manage to fall right into their traps?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 2:55 pm
"You shouldn't lie, Masterhunter."
From seemingly out of nowhere, another voice joined the cacophony which echoed about the room. Although not particularly loud, it rose above the confusion of the students with a surprising amount of clarity, given the circumstances, the warm, smooth tone seeming to almost be muffled by the stone, instead of echoed as the other sounds were. There was also a surprising amount of sweetness to the voice, a saccharine femininity that dripped with familiarity and saturated the sound, leaving it lingering distastefully on the tongue. Those whom had loved and lost might have recognized it as the tone of a spiteful ex-lover, faux affection intending to be hurtful rather than pleasant, and always laced with scorn.
From the portal Medea had created, War's Protector stepped onto the cool, polished tiles with an audible 'click,' stiletto heels mimicking the equine sound of horse's hooves. She gave no indication that she intended to reach for the gold knife at her hip, nor that she intended to engage him at all; in fact, had she not spoken to him directly, it seemed more like she was ignoring the scythed hunter completely. Instead, Eris turned her attention lazily around the room as she stepped out of the portal's entrance, pointedly stepping over a trapped student who convulsed with the electricity of the trap, taking a moment to bend down to stroke her hair affectionately, soothingly. Despite the scene spread out before them, Eris' expression was surprisingly neutral as she finally rose again, and lifted her molten amber eyes to the cloaked figure across the room, the only hint of passionate rage glittering in the fire blazing within them.
"You won't let them go."OOC: If students could perhaps put a note of whether they're still trapped or not at the bottom of their posts, and whether or not they want Eris/the Protectors to try to free them, that'd be awesome ;;; <3 Nyxtsuki Moon Hope it's ok I had Eris stroke Amphi's hair >3>;;;
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 2:56 pm
(Roll is for Amphi)
Dakota grinned as he stepped out over a little mermaid on the ground. Oddly enough, what she would see was a familiar if not mistakenly close to her species mermaid as well.
"Sup scaley babe? Feel like coming for some cuddles with your sister?" Dakota was quite aware that he was a female mermaid, wearing the skimpiest clothing ever. "Doesn't that sound better then chilling with some lame a** students over here?"
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Amphi on the other hand was shuddering as she tried to break free. She could see and hear Roch, attempting to get up. Eris stroke on her hair was a comfort though as she stepped up. And as if summoning some strength, the mermaid managed to free herself. Her body still shuddering from the pain she was racked with.
"War!" She looked blankly at the horsemen as she stepped over...
And she was met with another mermaid! Gracious!
"Oh...Excuse me?" Except the mermaid was talking funny, and offering to take her away from the students? "I'm sorry but...No thank you." She moved away to Roch, still eyeing the hunter.x_Nata_x Eris touch brings good luck! /shakes
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 2:57 pm
"Nooo, how mean can ya be ta a lady?! Jus' toss me mah shoe an' stuff'll be fine, Ah promise. Ah only threw it cause Ah didn' think there was anyone in here anyway. Kinda dark yanno." Dammit she was not going to go limping for her shoe. "Actually, yanno what?"
She pulled the other shoe off and tossed it out with the other. "Ya can have 'em both. Ah like bein' barefoot better anyway since yer jus' not gonna be nice an' help a girl out." She crossed her arms and pouted, a thin hiss echoing from her lips as she attempted to sigh. The sound started her and she moved back, causing her skirt to release another loud rip. Screw this noise, was she wearing underwear underneath?! If so this damn skirt was coming off next.
Stupid golems.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 3:01 pm
"And what if it was indeed I who shared with these fledgings a small secret?"
They say that one's often lonely, two's a party and well three, three was just a crowd. At the very far end was the culprit that Israfel had more than happily disclosed: Medea, looking more or less nonchalant as if arriving in the middle of a trapped room was perfectly normal and everyone did it daily. Flanked behind her however, was the greater threat that many Hunters and students were familiar with: the Heirs.
There seemed almost a visible push and pull of power as the two titans stepped forward, circling each other without getting any closer. Though Medea was unarmed, she seemed confident enough or perhaps she was bluffing. "Those who seek assistance will always find it. Now, we outnumber you, your kind is weaker here, your own fledglings unable to walk even simple steps without the assistance of a fake body."
"And what would your proposal be." In return, the Death Hunter kept his weapon raised, the scythe all but crackling, humming as if in resonance to the High Priestess. For a second, they seemed to come from the exact same Fear. "Even if you make your move, Medea, it wont be long now before you betray your kind again, like you did to Ci-"
- The Head Priestess's features twisted into something ugly as she pulled from what seemed like mid-air a small staff, planting it firmly into the ground.
Everything shook, the walls wavered-
- A blast of salt spray, the cry of seagulls above. Another wave crashed against the jagged rock cliffs, threatening to swallow all that stood teetering on the edge of the overhang. The ground itself was rugged, broken, barren and empty.
"You will not speak of my sister's name." Medea's voice echoing within everyone's heads, though she herself had disappeared. "Mortals need to taught lessons, especially men. Disgusting pigs, leading us astray from our true path."
And just like that, in that second's time as students and Hunters gathered their surroundings, they were once again on equal terms. The effect from the tiles had worn off, as it if had not ever happened in the first place, and the golems-
- Perhaps this went deeper than just mere illusions as Hunters found themselves in their own bodies. In their own bodies, weak, defenseless, unable to summon their weapons: it was Medea's illusion after all.
"MEDEA." The familiar hum of a weapon - no, for a second it seemed Caelius was holding nothing, until something flickered for just a second - the sky itself dipping as the tip of a bladed weapon pushed into it and shattered it into fragments-
- And with that the Death Hunter was gone.
Pretty much leaving the Hunters to deal with the students. OOC: BEING HUNTER IS SUFFERING STUDENTS:- STUDENTS ARE NOW FREE TO MOVE. You can attack ANY HUNTER TARGET AS YOU PLEASE, BUT PLEASE QUOTE THEM. You can attack TWO TIMES this round. HUNTERS:- Hunters have no weapon. CONGRATS! Basically, their appearances are JUST AN ILLUSION. That means their HP is only um, ten HP. It just LOOKS like their body is the original body, instead of their golems. Please post your total HP value. If you are defeated here, you snap back from the pod and wake up - your golem crumbles. - Hunters CAN defend themselves. Roll 1d4 to determine your defense. HORSEMEN:PONY STOMP. Heirs can attack TWICE this turn by rolling 2d12. They can also summon their oversized pony form instead and do 2d6-6 damage to EVERYONE. SUMMARY SO FAR After Arel was taken away by the Bogeymen, he wanted to leave the students a legacy, but it seems as if the Hunters also got word of his actions, and wanted to stop him before the students figured out the real secret to the Lake that Medea revealed in her Trance class. Unfortunately, the Hunters did manage to sabotage things, putting the students once again at risk. Finally however, Medea showed up, along with the other four Heirs, to seemingly rescue the students, or is it more of a personal vendetta? Find out next time on This Is Suffering.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 3:01 pm
It was Sasha's first time in a golem. She should have expected to be male, by that point. In truth, it wasn't so bad. She was fully dressed in some pretty fancy clothes, she had some pretty sleek horns. All in all, it could have been worse. She could've been Rep. She was about 5'9" - 5'10" Caesar haircut, tight a**, abs like D'angelo. She was fine. A fine lookin' demon. Stifling a snort, Sasha sidled closer to Ami and the dude with the gun. "Any idea what's going on, or is everyone clueless?" Not that it mattered because suddenly she wasn't a demon anymore. "Well, this is just peachy."
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bipolar bee rolled 1 4-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 3:04 pm
"I can understand why everyone hates Caelius and his missions so much."
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 3:06 pm
Roch's attention was caught by that one. "Back the hell off my ghoul," he said, bringing up his guitar--then he stared at the mermaid. "This brings a whole new jackin' level to the term 'it's a trap' don't it?" he added blandly.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 3:08 pm
It was a small shrug. "Well, can make the case that threatening them back and insulting them also does not do us any good. I try as much as I can at least." Looking to the horsewoman of war and then later to Medea, blue eyes widened. No bueno. Freed yet now in a room of hunters. "We are once more, caught in a fight we have no part in it would seem."
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its me debz rolled 1 4-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 3:09 pm
Clerise wasn't sure what she was expecting-- but hey!
Watching Caelius and some b***h duke it out was not on that list.
Neither was being weaponless in her golem form, that. Hey. It was her normal body, now.
"Great," she muttered, blocking.
hp// 10
defending for// 1
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its me debz rolled 1 4-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 3:10 pm
Everything always seemed to happen so ******** fast.
Kostya looked down at his once again normal body, and let out a meep. And then defended.
hp// 10
defending for// 3
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