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Kaiyumi rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 8
Total: 17 (2-20)
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 Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 7:24 pm
The moment Eva heard the order to keep the bird away from their portal, she summoned Chara back into her hand and made a sprint for the portal. She reached it just as the creature dove down, her fingers tightening around her staff as she readied herself to strike. Just let it get a little closer, and...
There. Spinning her staff so that the blade was pointed up, she swung her weapon out in a wide arc, successfully slashing at the phoenix. The smile on her face was grim as the bird retreated for now.
It would be back very soon, she knew. She only hoped that she and the other trainees would be able to hold it off.
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OOC:
Character Name: Eva
HP: 50/50
Target: Phoenix Boss
Damage: 11 (HIT)
Effect: 1 Day of Insanity
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 7:27 pm
Desperately struggling to regain themselves in the chaotic shower of faces and voices, Wylfenne groaned. Was there any memory that was safe enough? Suddenly they touched the silky petals of the flower that was still – despite all the battles and resurrections – tugged into their waistband. “Lacie!” , they whispered voicelessly trying to draw in front of them the shy and eager creature they had met on the Isle of Conquest. The Isle laid in ruins, and that was almost enough to drag them back into despair, but then the casual caress of the flower in their hand brought them back to reality. They looked around to find the ghoul to see if she was alright.
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Lucyal rolled 1 100-sided dice:
75
Total: 75 (1-100)
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 7:27 pm
Molly liked what she was feeling now. It was peaceful, calming. She felt happy.
The further she walked along with this figure, everything felt alright. She was going back to Deus Ex. She’d be there soon, right? The voices and whispers were encouraging. Molly was so lost in this thought, this feeling of happiness and belonging. After some time though, there was a voice. A booming voice, one that echoed. It was chastising her, like usual. Molly’s brows furrowed. She strained to listen to it as it was so different from the reassuring whispers.
…Vaska?
He was calling her a twit again. Telling her it wasn’t okay. What wasn’t okay? She was going home, it was fine to be here…
But it wasn’t.
Molly gasped as she was pulled from that mass of fog, her head whipping around wildly as she was thrown back into the chaos once more. Her weapon grumbled a rather sarcastic ‘welcome back, twit’ before remind her of the task before them. There was a phoenix that was being volleyed back and forth between portals…and it couldn’t be allowed to head back towards Deus. Molly hesitated as she stepped forward, murmurs echoing in her head.
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Grey Dragon rolled 1 100-sided dice:
14
Total: 14 (1-100)
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 7:39 pm
Hmm... The soft feelings... She remembered, almost clearer than she had in months, years... The warmth of her siblings. The day they had met had been like shedding her skin, like a cicada she left the dry husk of herself behind. Finally she had emerged from the earth and seen the sun.
But as her memories shattered, the Insanity flooded back through. It was a second rebirth. It became hard to remember, fuzzy. Had that been the day she spread her fragile wings? Or had they come on the island? Was the insanity who she was meant to be?
Golden eyes flashed, and she felt Pesty's firm hold. That was okay. Even as she was now. The insanity couldn't drag her down, she was already floating~ Drifting, flying even upon that sea of darkness in the deepest part of her mind. This new wave, shocking and invigorating even as it tried to swallow her under... it was refreshing.
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Enoh Love rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 2
Total: 8 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 7:40 pm
...Mama? Who was Mama?
Amrita cast Mort an uncertain stare, wondering who he was talking to; but then she realized he was looking in her direction. No, he was looking at her feet. What was this? Why was he doing it? Was there something on her feet? Her eye with it's pinpointed pupil dropped to the ground, trying to focus on something, anything, that would warrant the stare that Mort was giving her.
Panic rose in her throat; something was wrong. Nobody looked at their feet unless they were nervous about something? What would make Mort of all boils do that? Mort, who had always looked at her with a smile?
This was bad. Really, sincerely bad.
"We...have to..." She repeated, lifting her vine-infested stump to point at the bird that was trying to get into their portal. "Help?" The Vetala inquired shakily, as if unsure that he would even bother to help someone like her, especially since he wasn't bothering to even look at her any more.
Even before he answered she turned away, eager to get away from the conversation and to get that thing away from the portal. She pushed at it as best as she could, trying to deter it.
------------------------ (( OOC: Character Name: Amrita HP: 50/50 Target: PHEONIX Damage: 2 Effect: Insanity (1 IC week) Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3 )) Appearance Amrita is a 5'5" Patchwork (Currently) with the left side of her skull showing and backwards hands and feet. She is dressed similar to this but without the yellow jacket and in a tank top instead. She's got some vines crawling under her skin, and a bright red flower poking out of her eyesocket. And is now missing her right hand. Literally.
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Saliru rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 1
Total: 6 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 7:41 pm
Rin peered up from her hands, eyes still burning red. She could see the monstrosity headed towards their portal. She knew she was meant to do something about it. She wanted so bad to do something about it, deep down she did. But she was just overcome with so much grief that she just... couldn't move from her spot.
(( OOC: RP
Character Name - Rin
HP - 27/40
Target - Boid
Damage - Nope
Charge - 0/3))
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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Bloodlust Dante rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 4
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 7:44 pm
Hit the burd. There it was again, this voice, not melas of phos but something else. Something that just didn't sound right. "WHO ARE YOU JACKDAMMIT?" he howled back, wishing it had a face to kick in. HIT THE BURD DAMIEN. "ILL HIT YOU INSTEAD." he snarled back at the voice, its tone was nasty, and damien felt nothing but unease with every syllable it uttered. And Jade yes still found, no one to connect the voice to, nor where it came from. HIT IT! it insisted again. so he tapped the bird with his foot. happy now? .................... HIT IT AGAIN.
"MELAS ARE YOU ******** WITH ME?!"(( OOC: Character Name: Damien HP: 28/40 Target: GET AWAY FROM THAT PORTAL PHOENIX Damage: 3 Effect: insanity, the beginning Quote: Dante's character Damien is attacking for damage Quote: damien; a humanoid looking dog student with green tipped canine ears, tail and smoke producing green eyes.
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OnionGrump rolled 10 12-sided dice:
7, 3, 1, 7, 3, 11, 6, 7, 6, 3
Total: 54 (10-120)
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 7:44 pm
When the phoenix dove for the portal Tybalt moved to intercept it. They had to stop it. If it crossed through to the other side, who knew what would happen. They had to drive it off and keep it back, otherwise, everyone, not just them, but everyone back home would be in danger as well!
With that in mind, Tybalt dug his feet in, snarling at the insanity phoenix. The voices still present in his mind were talking frantically now, all in various tones and in words he couldn't make out. The hunters too... When he spared them a look, he could see that they too were also doing their best to keep it from passing though the portal to their home. Though by doing that, they were driving the phoenix towards Amityville... The bastards! They aimed for this from the start, hadn't they! Feeling a surge of panic and ignoring all rational thought, he prepared to strike.
"Stay away!" He snapped, bringing the bolts of lightning down on the bird, but using them in a way as to guide it towards the other portal.
If it had to be one or the other, the hunters should take responsibility! This was their fault in the first place!
Tybalt's HP: 44/50
Target: Insanity Phoenix
Damage: 14
Charge Attack: Discharge ( Y1 ) - Swift Strikes / Charge ( Y2 ) - The Chill / Divine Judgement ( Y3 ) - Gamblers Chance
Appearance
Tybalt is a 5'7" black dog, has serrated teeth, and is nearly all black, save for his glowing blue eyes. Atm, he is a large black dog, roughly the size of a calf.
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medigel rolled 4 4-sided dice:
1, 1, 3, 1
Total: 6 (4-16)
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 7:48 pm
Help? "Help." He did not want that bird in their home, no sir. What would Mama think if he just sat by and cried without tears, which in and of itself was pitiful enough? No, he was not a scareling anymore - he was a good student, he'd show her!
Squinting, Mort managed to follow the misty phoenix's movements and began to hum as his body charged up. Putting his hands together, he began to create a ball of condensed green electricity between them, expanding until it was a bit bigger than his head. With a grunt he sent the thing flying in where he thought the bird would go - only he was quite off in his calculations being, well, hard of sight; the electrical ball soared off and dissipated into the mist.
Failure as usual.
Whatever scraps of hope and courage he'd had before was now obliterate. The zomboil fell to his knees, despair written on his face as he fell under the weight of his own uselessness. It was things like this that drove Mama away, he was sure of it. And now he couldn't even protect his own home.
He was a waste of space.
HP: 40
Target: Phoenix
FEAR: Electrical Pulse (Y1 Battle Cry)
Damage: Nope
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OnionGrump rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 8
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 7:48 pm
Ryan struck at the phoenix when it neared to close to the portal. The voices were yelling at him still, accusing him, tearing him down, and making him doubt his recent actions over the past few days. Maybe they were right, maybe it was his fault, but he was doing what he had in order to protect! It wasn't wrong... was it? Right now... he wasn't so sure.
Ryan's HP: 40/40
Target: Insanity Phoenix
Damage: 5
Charge Attack: [ Used 0/2 / Charged 1/3 ] Ruby Light ( Y2 ) - The Chill
Appearance
Ryan is a 5'8" Caucasian male, with short scruffy blond hair, and brown eyes. He fights with claw tipped gauntlets.
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 7:52 pm
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Grey Dragon rolled 2 12-sided dice:
5, 1
Total: 6 (2-24)
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 7:53 pm
A voice echoed in her ears, a voice... a clan voice... But it was not her own, and it resounded emptily in the heir's head as she remained spellbound by the Insanity.
(( OOC:
Character Name: Cymbeline
HP: 60/60
Target: Phoenix
Damage: 0
Effect: One day of insanity (aka. No effect.)))
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Grey Dragon rolled 1 100-sided dice:
52
Total: 52 (1-100)
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 7:55 pm
Jove took a deep breath, for the first time feeling safe, comforted, since he had left Amityville and his brother's side. It was like sleeping in a mountain of warm, fluffy foxfires. His little ghostly heart yearned for this peace to stay forever, to go home... Go home to the promise of this forever...
But there was a voice nagging in his ear, disrupting his peace. Who was it? It had that insistent quality, like his brother's fretting. How many times had he heard that tone, Ren looking out for him, always telling him they would be there for each other. But Ren wasn't here.
Where was his brother?
Home wasn't where he was going, it hit him like a shock. Home was back at Amityville, home was with his brother, and at the mansion where his caretaker lived. Home was with his friends, the people who cared about him, not this empty longing...
Pulling himself away from the warm feeling was like pulling teeth, but he couldn't go with that creature! He had to get back to his real home!
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Lucyal rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 6
Total: 13 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 7:56 pm
It was a fight to keep the Phoenix out of their portal.
Hel couldn’t help but think of how poetic it would be to send the creature packing right into the false reaper portal. Would it enter and destroy their home, like they had done to the Isles? The whispers seemed to agree with this thought, and Hel rubbed her shoulder in agitation as she lashed out at the bird to keep it away from their portal. The ghoul was satisfied as she helped to push it away from the portal to Halloween, her spear slashing at the creature.
(( OOC:
Character Name: Hel (Halloween)
HP: 40/40
Target: Insanity Phoenix
Damage: 7
Effect: --
At disposal:
1x Nothing))
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Lucyal rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 5
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 8:00 pm
Molly clutched at her head. In addition to the voices around her, belonging to her fellow trainees and those student creatures…there was murmuring. It was terribly distracting.
She watched as the trainees and students batted the creature back and forth between the portals. She needed to…she needed to help. But she hesitated. Could she have any hope of trying to push it back? She...she had to try. She couldn't let anything happens to Deus. To home. The Hunter reached out with her weapon, grazing the creature with her lance.
(( OOC:
Character Name: Molly (Hunter)
HP: 40/40
Target: Insanity Phoenix
Damage: 2
Charge: 1/3 0/2 spent
Effect: --
At disposal:
1x Fear Packet))
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