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 Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 2:01 pm
Shehk groaned as Junko lifted her up against her, gripping the ghoul's shoulder weakly with one bloody hand and sniffling pathetically. Her ear pressed against her side, she listened to the words even as they vibrated through her torso.
This isn't Red... they said. Was Red still at the bottom of the abyss inside of that broken weapon? Or perhaps it was all an elaborate prank of the hunters...no... no, Red is dead. She ...part of her knew that already, but she didn't want to accept it as it was. Maybe it was something in the vampiric blood inside of her veins that liked to cling to dead werewolves. The irony would be completely missed by Shehk, however, in not knowing that it existed to begin with. Her brain reeled, but she knew one thing;
The Death Hunter was at fault for all of it. The deepest seed of hatred planted in her heart was for him; if Junko didn't believe that any of them would grow to destroy humans, she was wrong. Shehk would destroy the Hunter of Death who had been responsible for Red's Death. Yes. That...that would do it..wouldn't it? But still, there was a part of her that questioned if Red was still in there...
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But would it really matter if the Werewolf (was she even that anymore?) ended up killing all of her comrades? Her friends, even? Was the life of Red the price that had to be paid to save everybody else?
She didn't know. The question burned into her mind.
"I know..." Shehk whispered to Junko, patting her shoulder again as she attempted to right herself, clutching her bloody silver hair with her other hand. There had been no doubt in anybody's mind; they didn't even hesitate to destroy the one who was meant to save them. And perhaps that was what hurt the most, because.... that was the role Shehk herself had taken so many times. In Red, she had always seen a glimpse of her future and this....this was not something she wanted.
She wanted it to be different.
"It...has to be this way...doesn't it?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 2:07 pm
"Nice hit, Mai!" Amrita called out to the ghost ghoul, holding up her unbroken arm to give her a thumbs up. Yes, that was it! Before she could turn back to Lizzy and figure out why she was sleeping on a boil, Junko had some words of wisdom from her little area with Shehk. The Vetala sighed with relief, thankful to hear a voice that so mimicked her own (that was coming from someone who WASN'T Sammy, since Sammy was always awesome and right in her mind).
"YEAH!" Amrita cried out as loudly as she could on the metaphorical coat tails of Junko's voice. "SHE TAUGHT ALL OF US TO BE STRONG, TOO" The ghoul pointed at the Monster that was clearly not Red, at least as far as They believed. "...AND NOW'S THE TIME TO PROVE IT!" Something in her was starting to tremble, but she wasn't sure if it was her sudden interest in public speaking, or if it was a newfound sense of bravery and pride.
"PROVE THAT WE. ARE. HALLOWEEN...AND NOTHING CAN BREAK US!"
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Getsurae rolled 1 8-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-8)
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 2:14 pm
Whisper lay on the cold ground, surrounded by a pool of her own blood and fear. This was not how she pictured this going at all. She did her best to look around the room, her vision hazy and uncertain. She wanted to be selfish and cry out to all those around her, to stop them from fighting and help her. She wasn't going to last much longer, she could feel it. She hadn't really stopped crying, but now it source was a little different. She thought of her team, she thought of her lover, and she thought of dying. What if this was like the island, except they never came back? She might be gone forever, with out ever seeing Natalia again. Or hanging out with Shehk. There were so many things she might not get to do...
Then fire rushed over her. It was so painful she barely felt it. It was like she couldn't properly feel, but that could be because literally everything hurt. She didn't want this anymore. Even if it meant fighting Red, she would do it. She just didn't want to die. Whisper spit out some of the blood that was pooling in her mouth, managing to push out a few words. "Please...somebody....please save me."
[Hp: -4]
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[ X_Bleeding Roses_X ] rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 4
Total: 9 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 2:19 pm
Distantly Mandy heard someone let out a rallying call as she hefted another rock.
Grimly smiling she chanted along with them as she aimed for Dragon!Red's head.
We are Halloween.
And, well, that always seemed to get them through it in the end.
Watching her rock hit it's target she hoped it would do so again.
((Target: Red's Head
Damage: 9-7=2
HP: 22/30))
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 2:21 pm
Amrita spoke up and Junko actually smiled. That's it. Just keeping thinking like that. They could do this. And Amrita was right! "NO FALSE REAPERS CAN TAKE US DOWN, RIGHT?" She smiled more, feeling a tad more excited now. It was just so nice to see other students feeling the same way.
Shehk's whispered voice reached her ears and Junko looked down at the ghoul and sighed. She squeezed the ghoul's shoulder and leaned in to give her a friendly, comforting kiss on the cheek even if it meant getting a bit of blood on her face. Junko wiped her face and merely spread the blood instead of actually getting rid of it. "It looks like it, Shehk." Junko said quietly, resting her forehead against part of the ghoul's head even if it meant more blood would just cover her own face. "I'm sorry. Just...just don't think of it as Red anymore, okay? Red's gone...I'm so sorry, Shehk. I'm so sorry." She whispered to the pricolici alone, squeezing her shoulder again and opening her eyes with a sniffle. "Are you okay to move?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 2:30 pm
"Ah, yes. Thank you." Mot sat up, carefully moving Vieve from his legs. If she woke up on top of him, she'd certainly gouge out his eyes or something. She kind of reminded Mot of Riyo.. Amidst the cries of battle, he heard a pleading cry.. Mot turned and saw the ghoul from before the fighting, laying in a pool of her own blood. "Whisper!" Mot got to his feet, stumbling across the terrain, still lightheaded from the hit to the head. He fell to his knees beside the ghoul, looking over her worriedly. Such a kind enthusiastic ghoul, brought to such a state... "You'll be okay.." Mot tried to assure her, carefully petting her hair. If only he had a pumpkin pill.. this ghoul didn't look like she would last any longer.
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 2:30 pm
"RIGHT!" She cried right back to Junko. A couple things happened immediately following Amrita's little step into the limelight. First, it seemed her entire face caught fire in a furious blush, due to the whole oh-jackin'a-whatamIdoing moment that followed such a generally uncharacteristic move. Second, she happened to look over, spotting the prone form of Whisper in the distance. Oh. Uh. Whoops. Her attempts to get Shehk to help the ghoul were for naught, and now it seemed the ghoul was worse for wear. Wow. Wow, Amrita. Awesome. Good job. So, clearing her throat, Amrita did her best to take natural, even strides (as to not totally ruin the backbone that was trying to grow) towards Whisper, even though Mot appeared to have gotten there first. "Do you have a pumpkin pill?" She asked the ghoul upon kneeling next to her, wondering if she had to go pocket-diving.
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 2:31 pm
It wasn't long before West came to the realization that there was a chance that things might not go back to the way they had been. There was a distinct possibility that he might never leave this half world of misty blobs and nonexistence. A slight chance. In his mind, it was barely worth thinking about. Too bad it was all he could think about.
When no one seemed interested in responding to his screaming, the boil retreated back against a rock and sat, his legs bending up against his chest. He watched the fighting unfold around him with a sort of detached calm, and when The Monster Formerly Known as Red made things go all monochrome, West felt a wave of nausea roll over him. He pressed his palm to the ground behind him, but instead of supporting his weight, it continued sinking into the floor. He sat up again and inhaled sharply through his nose, wondering just how he was sitting here if he wasn't really sitting here. He pushed the thought from his mind, leaving room for the uncertainty to roll back in.
(( deadski ))
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 2:31 pm
Shehk stepped away from the Futakuchi-onna, her head throbbing. "Yeah. I think I'll manage..." she nodded, before turning her attention to the thing that was parading around as..something neither here nor there. The creature who was once her hero - the creature who wore the skin of Red. Shehk took a deep breath, watching the fray, her tail flicking from one side, then to the other. Was she still afraid? A part of her was.
She turned to start walking towards the mess, stumbling a bit, but righting herself after a moment before she finally took a deep breath and let out a sound that once could have been (very greatly) mistaken as a howl. It made her ribs shake and it pierced through the air. It wasn't a sound of pain, though it was a similar vein of cry as when she'd been bludgeoned by the weapons of the hunters. No.
It was a cry for blood.
"PUNISH THE ONE WHO DARES MAR THE NAME OF OUR HERO!" she bellowed. "TEACH THEM-" she probably meant the hunters as well, even if only by seeing it, "WHY WE ARE BORN FROM FEAR!!"
It might have taken a while. It might have taken a slap to the face, some hugs, and a lot of tears, but it seemed the battle-ready Pricolici had overcome her panic. The Shehk those familiar with would be ready to move soon. "Now, we need to find anybody who is wounded to the point of near dissipation and get them to a safe place. If they dissipate, we might not get them back."
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 2:58 pm
"Hey Mot...looks like you're doing better then me..." She gave a weak smile, just happy that someone came. At least if she went, she wasn't going alone. Even though she had just met the boil, it didn't matter. He was going through this with her, just as everyone else was. It created a strange closeness for her, one of those bonds that was indescribable through words. They all had that right now, whether they realized it or not.
A second halloweener approached, this time a ghoul. She recognized her...weren't they on a boat together on the last field trip? And of course she knew her from earlier. It was Amrita. Then the question was asked. "N-no...my team has them all...we were split up. I'm...the only one here."
Those words caught in her throat. She really really hoped that they were doing far better then she was. The only greater guilt she could feel other then not being able to help those here, would be to not be able to help them. It was an impossible dilemma.
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chiickadee rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 3
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 3:21 pm
Danny let out a cheer with Amrita and Junko screaming, as well as Shehk when she joined in. Danny wanted to say something encouraging and awesome, but let's face it. Her vocabulary was pretty much limited to "I like Fire. Yay!"
So instead, she just cheered with everyone else the best she could. Leaders needed followers after all, right?
She was about to say something to Colette, only to find that the ghoul had marched off towards some hunter. Well darn, she was back to being all by herself. Well, it was just like with the fu dogs. She wasn't really alone. After all, she had FRIENDSHIP~ and her Fear. And Halloween!
Danny picked up a rock and chucked it towards Red's wings with all her might, adding a, "FOR AMITY!" beforehand. They could do this! They were Halloween!
((Target: Red's Wings
Damage: 1
HP: 27/30))
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 3:24 pm
"Oh dear..." Amrita pouted upon hearing Whisper's answer. "Poor thing. My group got split up, too." At least that's what it looked like; out of the five of them, there was only Xiu and herself left. Hopefully that would make Roch somewhat happy, considering she spent a great deal of this trip breaking the promise she made him. Whoops! Now Amrita was never good with public decency, plus being technically a zombie kind of meant she had no real squicks when it came to food; so she felt that there was absolutely nothing wrong in reaching into her bodice from the top to fish out the pumpkin pill Remi had given her earlier. She at least brushed the pill off on an unbloodied part of her dress, before offering it to Whisper.
"Here, it's the only one I have, don't waste it, okay?" The ghoul smiled with what was left of her lips, trying to sound joking though she was completely serious.
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Tamawolien rolled 1 8-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-8)
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 3:32 pm
Within moments, Aksaja found himself very grateful for that Pumpkin Pill, as the monstrous being quite suddenly went on some kind of rampage, stomping around through everyone - Students and Hunters alike - as it tried to get its jaws on Caelius.
Secretly Aksaja was cheering it on. Even as one of the massive wings smacked him and knocked him into the ground. Okay that kinda hurt . . . but not nearly as badly as it could have. Shaking his head a bit, he sat up and blinked, frowning. Why was everything grey now? What the Jack. Had he hit his head harder than he thought . . . ?
"Anybody else living in gray-land?" he muttered, not that he really expected anyone to hear him with all the shouting and so forth going on. Still, at least he could see. It was just. Weird.
(( HP: 35
note: Since he was flying, I figured getting hit by a wing is a decent way to get 'run over' while in the air? XD; I hope that's okay ))
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 3:38 pm
Whisper took the pill with more gratitude then she could ever express. The pill worked rather quickly, also allowing a wave of relief to wash over her. She hugged the undead ghoul rather tightly, trying to show that she would never forget this gesture of kindness. "Thank you Amrita...I can't even find words to tell you how truly happy I am. You won't regret this, I promise."
She stood, brushed herself off, stretched and looked at Red. This had to end. Maybe if they defeated her, she would return to normal! That was the best case scenario, and it was the one she was going to go with. She had renewed confidence, knowing what the ghoul had given up for her. Whisper had to fight for Amrita. She had to fight for Shehk and Mot. She had a responsibility to protect everyone, and for a moment she had forgotten that. She had been swallowed by sorrow, but no more. "Let's do this guys, we'll be fine if we stick together and fight as hard as possible."
[Pumpin pill used! Hp: 30~!]
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Tamawolien rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 6
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 3:41 pm
Now he was just wondering why everyone seemed to be focused on attacking the huge dragon. All right sure, it might be doing some major damage to both Halloweeners and Hunters but . . . it was after Caelius! This was a good thing. Right?
Oh hell, they were probably all going to die anyway, if it kept going on like this. So he supposed . . . he'd better help stop the damned thing. With a low growl, Aksaja picked his target and ran toward one of the massive legs, lashing out with his claws. "HEY! YOU'RE KILLING US TOO HERE, CHILL OUT!!"
(( Target: "Red's" leg
Damage: 4
HP: 35 ))
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