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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 9:57 pm
The beeping did not stop. It continued and remained buzzing into the air.
"BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-"
And then it stopped....
...for a couple seconds.
"BAAAAAAAAAAABY
BAAAAAAAAAAAAAABY
BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAABY
BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAABY
BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAABBBBYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY-"
You get the picture. As soon as she had hit the ground her voice had fluctuated into a stressed sounding, low key hum that sounded like cupped hands over a robot's mouth. It was fast at first then slowed down eerily but continued in that deep bass for the remainder of her laying under the net; still frozen in her same pose.
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 10:01 pm
Sherry stepped back and admired her handiwork. Two in nets, and she'd only fired three times. Much better than the last time she'd held a gun. Her second victim fought the nets, but like the others, was stuck fast. Sherry noted that he could almost pass for human. Until you got to those odd wings. In fact, most of the creatures had almost human features. "But none of them are," she whispered. Inside, they are like that one. Her gaze went back to the first creature she'd trapped. Definitely something from the shadows. She noted that some of her comrades were having conversations with the creatures in the nets, even poking at them. Sherry didn't know how she felt about that. Though it did seem like some had met before. Armagnac was almost purring. I can handle myself. Especially when dealing with the likes of these. Even as she thought it, she wasn't sure. They had been doing well, so far, but these creatures were nothing like the thing in the Sahara. Sherry's head snapped around as a loud roar rolled across the battlefield. A few of the monsters were still lose. Best keep the guard up, and an eye on them.(( Total HP value: 19/20 Total damage done: -- Brief description of your golem: Female, average sized Bakeneko, complete with Cat ears and tail. Also wearing the standard red cloak. ))
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 10:43 pm
Having listening to the reaper boy, Kat was about to retort when another Halloween student--a zombie boy came at her swinging. Springing to her feet, she moved to dodge but ended up catching his fist in her golems ribs. Eyes narrowing, she was tempted to strike back--little good it would do in this pathetic little golem though. Luckily, Wilson managed to shoot and capture the boy. "Thanks." She murmured to Wilson before glaring at the zombie boy in the net. If she was here in her own body, and had her guns, she would have shot the kid.
"Now..where was I?" Moving back to the reaper boy, she prodded his shoulder. "Sorry, what were you saying again?" (( Total HP value: 17/20 Total damage done: n/a Brief description of your golem: 3'5" Male Owl Monster Your target: n/a --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Resting her head on her arm, she shifted her gaze over to Willow again. "Sorry, Willow.." She should have listened to Bul, and stayed back with him. Because of her, now even Willow was in danger, and she had yet to help anyone. "Jack it all.." Total HP value: 30/40 Total damage done: n/a Your target: n/a CURRENT STATUS: Trapped
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 10:54 pm
She heard Mei say sorry which made the tiger ghoul pause, "This isn't your fault you shouldn't be the one apologizing."
Her gaze shot towards the hunters, "They're the ones that should be apologizing and I swear to jack when I get out of this net they'll regret it." She was still struggling she just knew she could get out if she wiggled enough.
What makes you think you're getting out... "I've done it before your jackdamn human and I will do it again." She growled, "When I do you will be a chew toy." That was a promise, one she intended to keep.(( Total HP value: 20/30 Total damage done: N/A What does your character look like: CURRENT STATUS: TRAPPED))
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 11:00 pm
He blinked at the zombie and his questions. The corners of his lips twitched. Wilson didn’t think he was supposed to be answering this thing’s questions, but it sentient. He felt obligated to at least talk back for a bit more. “You can call me…Wilma.” Yeah. What a wonderful name. “And I’m afraid that would be classified information.” Not really. He could think of a couple reasons, but he didn’t bother to voice them aloud.
Wilson frowned at the wide grin Dakota threw him. Okay, that was not good and—oh akdf;asfas;fa! He buried his face in his hands, careful to not scratch himself with his newfound nails. Maybe he shouldn’t have said anything else instead. “I find it absolutely lovely that you’re actually considering dating these things.”
“Oh, Kat’s over there.” He nodded his head to said-owl nearby. “And you better hope she didn’t hear that. I bet she wouldn’t be too happy to be called princess.” The fur on his arms and tail bristled as he heard a monstrous lion and the wolf-girl searched around for the source, apparently familiar with the noise. Wilson smiled and elbowed Dakota as he teased, “She said she’s taken. What a shame. You actually got me kind of curious to see what a human-monster baby would look like.”
Out of the corner of his eye he watched Kat wander over to a reaper and nearly choked. “Amazing how human some of these guys look." He frowned. Was that...pity? "I kind of wish you had caught that hunchback instead."
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 11:02 pm
It had been an intense fight, and even more struggle but Night had done it.
He had managed to "sneak" around the hunters who we're shooting around. Could it be that as soon as he saw the halloweeners but fake ones he shifted into his cat form and cured himself around the nets flying around. yes it could be. In this form, he was barely even noticeably in the shadowy forest
At the moment though, after watching most of his fellow students get caught. He had only one course of action to do. Time to get them free.
"Psst Tybalt!" Night crawled over to the other dog, slinking closer. "Dude Let me see if I can get you free!"
Failure! His mouth couldn't drag the net off anyways.
((HP: 30/40 Target: Tybalt - Fail! Damage: N/A Status: Uncaptured (Rescuing!) ))
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Trira rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 11:05 pm
Moure arrived just in time to see bodies of students everywhere, caught up in nets and forced down by other figures in red cloaks. He swallowed, eyes widening as he took everything in. Those cloaked figures, they were attacking with those strange things Moure had seen the Hunters using during the fight with Red. The logical conclusion, helped along by the sight of red-wearers taunting and tormenting students, was something along the lines of 'These people must be those fake hunter things that the horsemen were talking about.'
Moure quickly glanced around, trying to place any of his friends among the groups. He heard Ren roaring, and followed the Gryphon's look to the werewolf ghoul who was one of the members of the Scario Kart Club. LW that was her name. Moure dashed toward the fray, heading for LW's net. Ren looked like he might go ballistic if LW didn't get freed. "Ren, I'll try getting LW loose." He called, already on the move, but trying to call the gryphon at least a little.
Despite the pain of losing FEAR, Moure pushed on until he reached the werewolf's net. Pain erupted into his fingers as he tried pulling at the net, forcing a grimace onto the patchwork's face. Still, he tried pulling at the net.
Finally, the net pulled off, and Moure dropped it. "LW, go to Ren!" He urged, glad he could get LW freed so she could go to her boilfriend before the gryphon had a melt-down. (( Total HP value: 20/30 Total damage done: N/A Your target: LW -- Successful Rescue! What does your character look like: A tall/lanky patchwork, with stitches diagonally down his face. Runner's build and a lot of checkered designs on his clothing. CURRENT STATUS: Free and rescuing someone!
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 11:40 pm
Yet even as the students talked - tough words for all those trapped - they couldn't help but notice the barrier's, and then the traps' growing effects: it was not just tiring it was stinging, a light stinging first that slowly escalated to jolts of constant pain running through their bodies, their veins, their Fear. While the pain was not enough to stop them entirely, they could not help but feel a sense of panic: all their captors had to do was wait before the pain became unbearable. THE SUMMARY SO FAR: - In the outskirts of the gym, students encountered an odd figure cloaked in red, eerily similar to the secret ceremony held by some of the students post Red's death. They seemed to somehow personally know a couple of students, luring them out of school grounds and into the trap where the Hunter trainees awaited, on the very grounds where there had been a ceremony of the late professor. All the trainees are currently wearing red cloaks, despite looking like creatures from Halloween themselves. The trainees are using nets to capture the students, however several of the students have also followed the perpetrator Caelius, including the horsemen, towards another location. Currently all students and trainees stationed here are locked in battle and cannot run or flee, almost all students have been trapped, and the effects of the barrier around them growing more painful by the second... OOC: ROUND 3.5 exclaim NO MORE NEW PEOPLE AFTER THIS POST PLEASE exclaim exclaim ALL PLAYERS PLEASE LIST/QUOTE YOUR TARGET EVEN IF YOU ARE POSTING FOR A ROLL TO LET OTHER PLAYERS KNOW exclaim Halloween IF YOU ARE NOT TRAPPED: If you are TRAPPED:You are feeling the jolts of pain now, making it hard to talk, concentrate. You feel tired, just so tired... maybe if you just close your eyes for a second... - If you are not trapped You can choose this turn to either attack a cloaked figure OR save someone from a trap. Please list your option at the bottom of your post in OOC notes so we know (see ref below). Simply quote anyone (Hunter) already existing in this thread to attack them. - Only one action per round please, unlimited rp reactions - To attack a cloaked figure QUOTE the person you are attacking and then roll the dice. Note the damage done. - To save someone from a trap roll a 6-sided dice. The Fear barrier is making you tired, and the trap seems to absorb Fear as well: only rolling a 1 or 2 will free that student. - If your character has been quoted and trapped by a red cloaked figure, your character is disabled for that turn and all turns afterward until someone frees them from the net. You cannot in the same turn be trapped and also attack someone. - If you are quoted and freed and have not used your attack, you may then do so. - If you have two characters each character needs a separate post to roll thank you. ATTACKING MECHANICS:*** ROLL DICE AND QUOTE YOUR TARGET*** Rp post here
(( [b]Total HP value:[/b] SUBTRACT TEN [b]Total damage done:[/b] If applicable [b]Your target:[/b] (QUOTE THEM, and if attacking or freeing from trap) [b]What does your character look like:[/b] Give a brief description so other rpers know what to expect. [b]CURRENT STATUS:[/b] NOTE HERE IF YOU ARE ATTACKING OR RESCUING SOMEONE, or TRAPPED)) DEUS TRAINEES: - Roll a 6-sided dice and target a player. If you roll a 1 OR 6, you miss, otherwise your hit is successful. - You CANNOT attack in a golem, and you also cannot 'abort' the golem unless it is destroyed in which case you forcefully wake up from the pod. If that has happened to your trainee ie your golem "dies", simply post back here when you have a chance until the others arrive back. Your golem will simply crumble to dirt upon being defeated, it is mostly painless. - You can only target and attempt to trap ONE CHARACTER PER ROUND, please make sure to quote your target and mention if it is a success or failure! - If you have multiple characters please post their rolls in separate posts thank you.
ATTACKING MECHANICS:*** ROLL DICE AND QUOTE YOUR TARGET*** Rp post here
(( [b]Total HP value: 20 is default for ALL golems[/b] [b]Total damage done:[/b] If applicable [b]Brief description of your golem:[/b] What does it look like so other rpers know [b]Your target:[/b] (LIST NAME AND QUOTE THEM)
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Kaiyumi rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 11:46 pm
If there was one thing to be learned about this mission?
Don't give Eva a gun, ever. Either she is completely incapable of aiming, or her trap gun just happened to faulty. She hoped it was the latter. It was probably the former.
Maybe she should try shooting herself and see if that works.
(( Total HP value: 12 Total damage done: -- Brief description of your golem: Male, 6'1", Nguruvili (long ears, clawed tail) Your target: Moure
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danse-hexe rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 11:47 pm
Mac's description sent a shiver through her body, one that doubtlessly Eva could feel. Barbarians. Monsters. That's what they were. Reine had worked with lab rats, but she had never mutilated a body, dead or alive.
But Mac's threat remained just that- a threat- as she stared back at him lying on the ground.
"We've nearly got all of them now..." Even as she leaned into Eva, the other girl fired another net, only to miss.
"New target?" Readying the gun, Reine shot lazily at Moure as well, but failed. Little mice running around.. but most of them were down, now, and the ones that remained didn't seem to be much of a threat.
Total HP value: 7/20 Total damage done: - Brief description of your golem: Average height, lanky, skinny dude. Your target: Moure
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 11:49 pm
Tybalt grinned at Shehk's response. He didn't speak, but instead gave her a shrug. It wasn't exactly her fault that she had been out cold. Hell, he was surprised that she had even woke up as soon as she had and hey! She even hit that ghoul who had been picking on him!
He turned his attention back to Ren, who continued to remain by his side. "Ren..." He started. "You're being really stubborn you know that right?" He complained. If he could move his arms freely, he would have smacked him upside that head of his.
The black dog was about to tell him off again, when Ren roared. So loudly in fact it hurt his ears. Now... what on earth could have made him snap like that--other than the fact that everyone was being captured..? Spotting the familiar red coloured she-wolf caught in a net and the answer became clear. They caught LW.
"Hey Ren calm down!" He hissed. Making this much noise was just asking to draw attention. "Look Ren! Look! Moure's already helping her! Calm down!" He struggled in the net to try and get the gryphon's attention, growling when this did practically nothing. "Go over and help her! Seriously, keep her from getting caught again! Or I swear to Jack, I will kick your a** when I get out of here!" He would too! There was no doubt about that!
His fight with the net slowly began to stop. The pain before, was now far worse. So bad that he couldn't even concentrate.
Another voice spoke up. This one more quietly as it tugged at the net.
"...Night?" He asked confused, finding it difficult to say much more than that.
He was starting to feel sleepy...

Total HP value: 13/40 Total damage done: n/a Your target: Marcus n/a CURRENT STATUS: Captured
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 11:50 pm
More and more, the pain spread, and became more intense. Whether it be the nets themselves or the strange barrier, Mot's will to fight against his confines depleted. The reaper groaned, features wrought with discomfort, his body curling into himself. He couldn't think. He couldn't even speak. The grim reaper's mind became hazy, overwhelmed with the pain and feeling of his entire being weakening more and more. The people around him faded away from his attention. His eyes lidded, feeling heavy like lead. Why fight it? Maybe.. just maybe.. he could close his eyes and let it all drift away... Mot:Total HP value: 20/40 What does your character look like: Tall, black hair, very very pale reaper with cowboy style wardrobe and a cowboy hat around his neck.CURRENT STATUS: TRAPPED
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OnionGrump rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 11:53 pm
Chew toy? As if he'd let her. The idea of even biting onto something as vile as this rotting golem made him feel sick. These creatures were more disgusting than he thought...
His brows furrowed when the she-wolf began laughing at him. Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up. So he got one of the shittier golems, at least he knew he wouldn't be stuck like this forever. He had a real body waiting for him. A non-rotting, human body. Yes, he couldn't wait to go back...
He continued to frown at the wolf until he heard the roar.
"Oh look, birdzilla!" He chirped, lifting his gun to try and capture the gyrphon, only to watch the net fly to the ground a few feet away.
"Nope. These guns still suck..." He called to Wilson.

Total HP value: 19/20 Total damage done: -- Brief description of your golem: Female 4" undead raccoon, currently perched on Dakota's shoulder. Your target: Ren
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Bittiface rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 11:53 pm
Otto sighed loudly at the girls attempts. "Wow, really?" He huffed, lifting his weapon and trapping the patchwork with one shot. "You guys suck at this. Good thing ya got me." Otto:Total HP value: 17 Total damage done: SUCCESS Brief description of your golem: Target: Moure
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 11:56 pm
(Roll is for Night only)
Night watched Tybalt started to fall under and shook the net.
"Jack dammit Night! Don't you dare give up! I am trying to get you out you jerk!" He growled as he chewed on the cords of the rope. What the hell we're these ropes made of!?!? ******** steel?
"Jack dammit!"
(( Total HP value: 30/40 Total damage done: --- Your target: Tybalt CURRENT STATUS: Rescue! ))
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Amphi breathed in as the net got heavier and heavier. It was stinging her skin. Why was this happening? Why?
She watched as others fought and lost, and then she couldn't see anything else.
"M...." She muttered as she fell underneath the black.
(( Total HP value: 20/30 Total damage done: --- Your target: --- CURRENT STATUS: Trapped))
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