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medigel rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 1
Total: 2 (2-12)
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 Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 7:25 am
Mort was a simple guy. Mort could only handle so much in a short space of time.
Mort watched as the Soul Harvester broke free of her chains. Mort watched as the whip holder took her head off. Mort watched as the prison for said head exploded.
Mort heard her final orders. Mort heard the "hunter" issue his own. Mort watched as the tent became fortified by a whole lot of other hunters.
Mort blinked, and the chaos began anew.
Mort's friends began to attack without reserve. Mort's not-friends did so too. And a few managed to sneak away even.
But Mort? Mort just stood there, flabbergasted and afraid, pumpkin pill still in hand. So much violence . . . too much violence . . .
He wanted his mommy.
HP: 30/30
Battle Status: Attacking (only not really, gdi dice)
Hunter Group HP: Still 619
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Ravvlet rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 5
Total: 11 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 7:38 am
roll 1/3Cady snarled in surprise and fear as the hunters easily overcame the strange figure. She winced, watching the aftermath. The fact that they were unable to capture her essence was only a small victory. And then their attackers were gone. Unfortunately, they left a team of defenders in their wake. Cady lashed out at them, no longer able to avoid getting in the fray.  HP: 23/30 Battle Status: attacking Hunter Group HP: 614
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Pepzilla rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 8
Total: 13 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 7:57 am
Roll 1!
13-6=7
THAT was not supposed to happen...
Bul stared in horror as the Soul Harvester dissipated before any one of them could blink. That didn't happen last time right? No.. there was no way!
Panicking, he was unable to catch sight of Dr. H moving back into the tent. Instead he did dart down the field this time in an attempt to meet with Mei but even then he wasn't fast enough. The next wave of hunters had already arrived, and these guy meant business. They seemed much more goal-oriented than the previous humans and Bul knew it'd be best to be on his guard. This time... he would have to attack.
Rped out post: Rp it okay.
HP: 34/40
Battle Status: ATTACKING
Hunter Group HP: 607
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Lilwolfpard rolled 1 10-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 8:19 am
ROLL 1
Successfully disarming the trap... he was about to move out of the way, possibly on to the battle field, when he felt the whirl of something heavy, JUST miss him. The kitsune turned around, six tails flaring as he started wide eyed at one of the hunters whom he knew.
This was the b*****d whom gave him the bruise on his side, and whom attacked his team!
Letting out a growl.. he was about to lunge at the human in return, when he suddenly found they disappeared. They almost ALL disappeared.
....Weird.
Still he eyed the tent with curiosity, he saw the scene of the moon team showing up, but he really did not feel like fighting anymore. The battle was raging on, and he thought for a moment the tent was not being watched... slinking around, he tried to enter the tent as quietly as possible. He wouldnt get caught right?
Wrong!
His sneaky attempt was discovered, as he gave a doglike yelp and ran away from his attacker and their tent.
HP: 40-12= 28/40
Battle Status:sneaking in (Failed)
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Blade Kuroda rolled 7 4-sided dice:
4, 4, 1, 4, 1, 4, 3
Total: 21 (7-28)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 8:32 am
ROLL NUMBER HERE 1
Rped out post:
Having finished dealing with the traps, Shun turned towards the Harvester as she called to them to go. Before he could do just that, the man with the whip had finished her off. Stunned as he saw the woman dissapate, he narrowed his eyes at the cloaked figure before he ended up retreating into the tent and calling for some guards.
"Kono yarou..." he hissed under his breath.
Before moving, he considered his options. He could try to sneak his way around, but for now he decided against it. These guards looked formidable, and if they took them out now, it meant less help for the Hunters later on.
Gritting his teeth, he nodded to Mitsu before feeling his FEAR flow. Disappearing in a puff of shadowy smoke, he reappeared within the Hunter group several times, slashing or stabbing a different target with each appearance. Those who didn't pay attention closely might have thought he struck them all simultaneously. Not quite.
HP: 30/30
Battle Status: USING SWIFT STRIKE TYPE FEAR
Hunter Group HP: 607-14 = 593
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bipolar bee rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 3
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 8:48 am
ROLL NUMBER HERE 2
Rped out post:
Herryk moved to attack again. His thoughts were distracting him. He had to focus. He had to. He was worthless if he couldn't land his attacks. Worthless. Wasn't this about proving himself? Wasn't this about... about making up for his past failures?
He would do better. He had to do better. For himself, for Calder, Barth and Christof.
For Freya.
HP: 23/30
Battle Status: Attacking
Hunter Group HP: 593 - 0 = 593
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Sexy Cocaine rolled 1 10-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 8:59 am
ROLL NUMBER HERE: 1
Rped out post:
No.
No, this wasn't right.
Riyo's jaw dropped the second she watched the whip wrap around the Soul Harvester's neck. She felt a scream in her throat, but no sound came as she watched the woman dissipate into the air.
Worse still, they had managed to capture her fear. What... What were they going to do now?!
Wait... Wait! The box! So... There was still a chance of everything being alright!
... Well. Seeing how their luck was going probably not but hey.
Wherever the hunters had gone, the ghoul was just glad it wasn't there, and that allowed her to move up to the tent. Now, to charge or be sneaky?
Hm. Better to save energy for whatever was in there.
Quietly, the cat ghoul attempted to creep past the assholes at the front. So close, so close! Then...
"AUGH!" She screeched at the feel of the whip, immediately retreating before she got another lashing.
HP: 25/30
Battle Status: Sneakin'
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Sexy Cocaine rolled 1 10-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 9:14 am
ROLL NUMBER HERE 2
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Jack dammit that whip sucked! Looking down at her jacket, she noticed an almost clean tear in the fabric, revealing the skin underneath.
AH! OH NO! Skin was showing! S-so indecent! A blush crossed her cheeks as she attempted to pull the jacket down. Honestly she was a little disappointed in herself. She could be sneakier than this! She was a cat! They practically popped out of nowhere during the worst possible moments, so she could manage to sneak into a stupid ******** tent.
Or could she?
"AH, ********!" The feline screeched, receiving another lovely rip in her jacket. These were getting more awkwardly placed...
HP: 20/30
Battle Status: Sneak attempt 2.
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demon_pachabel rolled 11 4-sided dice:
1, 1, 2, 1, 3, 1, 3, 4, 3, 1, 3
Total: 23 (11-44)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 9:16 am
Roll 1
"It seems to me like you were just in time." Invictus replied to Aisa as the group of sun hunters appeared. Yes, it looked like both Death and Conquest would get to play.
The horseman held one hand out in front of him, palm up. For a moment, nothing happened, and then..... then it did. FEAR was drawn to his palm as though it was a magnet, writhing, squirm, conglomerating. It pulled together, forming what looked like bloody shards of glass, large puffs of red smoke seeming to billow off of them before he held his hand so that his palm, and all of the shards, faced the hunters in front of him.
Conquest drew his other hand back, pulling it like he was pulling the string of a bow - with great resistance, and the FEAR shards in his hand seemed to shudder underneath the pressure of it. After a moment, he finally released the invisible string he held in his other hand and the shards went flying as a whole, shrieking through the air.....
However, if Aisa did not like being late, it stood without saying that Invictus did not like missing his target. In fact, he almost seemed to be more angry about the fact he had just horribly missed hitting the hunters, rather than the fact that the shards had hit the ground beyond them with enough force to leave a series of small craters that could have been blamed on a small comet.
Perhaps the Horsemen too were at fault for when people thought the sky was falling and the world was coming to an ******** did I..." he proceeded to start cursing underneath his breath in about...oh..seven different languages, his hand clenching down into a fist.
HP: 46/60
ATTACKING! - FEAR 'Swift Strikes'
Hunter Mass HP: 593 BECAUSE HE MISSED. HOW DO YOU MISS, INVI??
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 9:18 am
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Shia bean rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 6
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 9:19 am
(( Attack Number 2! ))
The field was chaotic with motion. The air was heavy with falling dust and the cries of fellow students making their attacks. Natalia barely registered the transformation when it happened, fluidly moving from flesh-skinned monster to the full on fur mongrel that she paraded about in now, hands and feet pounding the earth as she ran bipedal at the humans. It was a revelation really, not sensing the differences between human-esque and true monster...
But the control she had wouldn't last long.
The first blow connected, barely, and while she leapt backwards a step, she watched with disbelief as it hardly left a dent in their defenses. In fact, many of the attacks were laughable in comparison to the robed figures seemingly endless health. No, no no! Too scary...leave! A thought bubbled up with her, nails digging into the soil beneath them while her head shook violently to rid of it. Shut up! Natalia urged, desperately trying to tame the other persona that guided her true forms actions. She had been working hard to get to this point; where the beauty and the beast became one! She felt almost completely in control now! Almost.
Shaking out the rest of her large frame, Natalia dug her nail deep into the soil as her limbs pushed forward, propelling her toward a secondary attack. The tiny, wimpier voice within her wailed its protests, but could not do anything else but that. Mei, Mort, and so many others were in danger! Whisper wasn't even around, which meant she was probably in even more danger! Natalia had to find the hellhound...she had to get beyond these humans, go in through the tent and save her friends!
 HP: 33/40
Damage: 5
Battle Status: Attacking
Hunter Group HP: ((BECAUSE INVI MISSED. Gawsh.)) 588
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demon_pachabel rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 1
Total: 11 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 9:26 am
Roll 2
It seemed that Invictus was a very poor sport about missing his target. These were only humans. They were an easy target! They were disgusting, creaky, horrible things that should have simply bowed down and accepted the fact that they had no power. Someone out there was at fault for letting these humans believe they had the right to wield weapons, and oh it was a disgusting thought.
He seethed. It was probably not the prettiest sight as the horseman's body seemed to contort underneath his rage. If anybody thought they had seen a horseman worth fearing on the island, they clearly had not seen what was to come. The tiniest of the horsemen's body contorted, his bones crunching and muscle seeming to grow over his shape as it twisted into another one. It snapped, oozed, slithered, and even creaked as what had once been considered a 'small' being suddenly multiplied over ten times in size. The vertebrae of his back pierced through his flesh and spines came from his shoulders. A twisted marking of black and white rorschach twisted about his body, screaming in agony of hundreds of faces and fire spewed from his mouth.
The unholy horse stomped his hooves into the field and cried out in angry fury as he spewed flames down upon that which had managed to enrage him by doing nothing at all.
Perhaps the Group 1 had been lucky to not suffer similar from Eris.
HP: 46/60
ATTACKING!
Hunter Mass HP: 573
Invictus is now a 50 foot tall demon-pony
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Sexy Cocaine rolled 1 10-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 9:27 am
ROLL NUMBER HERE 3
Rped out post:
Now Riyo was furious. Obviously the unfriendly neighborhood cat ghoul was no masochist, because that whip still sucked. She COULD give up and try to attack the massive tanks...
Or she could be stubborn and keep trying to sneak (which she was less good at now than when she started). This time, the ghoul practically tried to charge in, and was met with the same backlash.
"AAAAARGH!" ********, some of her jacket was practically falling off now. This... this wasn't good.
HP: 15/30
Battle Status: 'Neeking.
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bipolar bee rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 4
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 9:32 am
ROLL NUMBER HERE 3
Rped out post:
Maybe he was a failure. Maybe Herryk was destined to let everyone down.
Or maybe he was just feeling sorry for himself.
Either way, it was hard to tell.
HP: 23/30
Battle Status: Attacking
Hunter Group HP: 573 - 0 = 573 ((Derp.))
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Inu-Mitsu rolled 1 10-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 9:46 am
ROLL NUMBER HERE 1
Rped out post: They had undone the traps and everything erupted at once. The fur on Mitsu's tail began to bristle as she saw the soul harvester cut down her fear collect in a box. Oh jack, was that going to happen to all of them?
Considering her next move carefully it seemed everyone was jumping head long toward the Hunter Group. Mitsu wasn't certain attacking right off the bat was her style. She just hoped that with everyone else attacking it would give her an opportunity to sneak in from behind. Really, who could ignore a giant demon pony? And woah...was that what Eris was going to turn into? She would have crushed them in the room.
Mitsu's luck wasn't on her side as she tried to make her way around. Apparently the hunter group had a pretty good visual because a whip soon lashed out leaving a cut across her cheek.
HP: 25/30
Battle Status: Sneaking
Hunter Group HP: n/a this round
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