"You just can't go around attacking other hunters! No, I don't know them, but--"
She didn't even see the fist full of gauntlet coming for her. It hit, and Sherry, caught off guard, went tumbling.
What?! She looked back. One of the dark robed hunters. It had hit her.
Armagnac growled.
I see that. No,there was clearly something not friendly about these beings. Not at all. Sherry pushed any confusion she had away, and made sure she had Armagnac ready.
It wasn't time for standing around, it was time for fighting. Lesson learned.
She swung the glaive at the not hunter.
Target: Mort Target HP: 139
Stats:
Name: Sherry Greyson HP: 29/40 FEAR Strength: 95% Insanity Strength: 35% Items: -- RP Blurb: Shortish light brown hair, mid-height (5'6"). Life trainee with a long coat, tattered and bloodstained at this point. Bandages on her left arm.
The hunter spoke, mentioning Tro's name. There was little mistaking it at that point. Shun didn't understand though. When the hell had this happened? He didn't get a whole lot of time to think about it as another hunter came in, trying to blindside him. Thankfully, the shadow wolf from Mitsu protected him from harm this time around. With that in mind, he glanced back and nodded towards the lycan.
That was all he could give right now. Turning back towards the new hunter, he noticed that he hadn't seen this one around either. However, he resembled the one that now wielded Petro. Strange... And there was another one with a gauntlet.. who struck another hunter? Something definitely was off here, as much as Shun wouldn't mind hunters killing one another.
In any case, he didn't have much time to dwell on it. The Hunter struck fiercely against another student, and the Reaper took this opportunity to make his own attack. Letting out a breath, he vanished for just a moment, before reappearing once more behind him to strike. He blinked in and out, showing up from different angles a number of times before finally landing several feet back, closer to where Mitsu stood. He didn't want to leave her alone, after all.
"Xiu, watch your back. There's something about these new hunters that I don't like. Even less so than usual," he called out.
Target: ALEX Target HP: 133 Stats:
Name: Shun Kuroda HP: 40 (yay barrier) FEAR Strength: 85% Insanity Strength: 15% Items: 2 pumpkin pills TARGET: Damage: 12 damage (rounded up from 11.5) FEARS: y3 SS (recharging), y2 Eye, y1 SS RP Blurb: Grim reaper with one eye.
The Moon Hunter was quick to back away from the Halloweener she had attacked, especially with the sudden appearance of that weird little robot. The staff was swung around, smashing the mechanical addition in time to notice the gauntlet-bearing Hunter. She snickered in amusement, "Always the show off, eh Falcon? But you'd be one sad-sack of a Sun if you can't dish out the damage." She stuck her tongue out at the Sun, suddenly finding herself biting it because of an attack from a fellow Hunter. A Moon to boot!
Joyce, y' know what y' gotta do. Petro sounded serious, his own anger bubbling at this betrayal.
"Hey, s**t-head," the Hunter growled, brandishing her staff at Ryan, "I'm going to pretend you were aiming for someone else. But next time you ******** do that to me again? THIS will happen to you."
In the blink of an eye, the hooded Moon was directly behind the first hunter that had attacked her. "Holy s**t, you're just a ******** basic trainee and you have the ******** guts to attack a full Hunter? The Death division must have been scraping the bottom of the barrel when they woke you up!" she growled and promptly smashed Petro down onto Jake.
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There was something... something about this, the impact, the sensation of crushing into a Hunter that stirred feeling in the tikbalang. Petro knew this to be familiar, to be comforting, like this was really what he was meant to be doing. Bludgeoning, crunching, breaking Hunters.
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"Don't go all quiet on me, Tro~ you wouldn't want me to start calling you Petey again~" Joyce warned jokingly. "Looks like we gotta do what we gotta do, Falcon: Time to weed out the weak!"
HP: 102/150 Target: Jake Attack Damage: 16
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Just an RP reaction to Ryan
[A.V.]
Jake's the real target
Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2012 11:26 pm
Selene was pushed into Tybalt, where she subsequently fell on her face at the boils feet. This did not heal him. At all.
Stats:
Name: Professor Selene Apophis HP: 132 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 0% Items: A heart full of love RP Blurb: Professor Selene is a small, jittery little woman, dressed in traditional ancient egyptian clothing. She has a giant snake tail and her voice is too quiet, and very hard to hear.
Without anymore distractions, Malcolm muttered a spell under his breath, and the eye sockets of the feline skull on his staff started glowing blue. The glow seemed to then dissipate into the air, floating towards the closest student; they would feel their senses heightened - everything seemed clearer, like the world around them was moving a little slower.
Or maybe they just became a little sharper, more aware of their surroundings.
[OOC: -> The next AMITYVILLE-ALIGNED character (ONLY ONE PERSON!) who posts for an attack will get the buff of +1 accuracy! -> Remember: This means that for your next attack, your modifier goes from -6 to -5!
-> Put this at the top of your post so people know that you did not calculate your damage wrongly; It will also help with tracking how many people had claimed the buff already.]
[quote="Dragain"]I am Character 1. I'm taking Malcolm's [b]+1 accuracy[/b] buff![/quote]
Stats:
Name: Professor Malcolm HP: 124 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 0% Items:suffering and 'most of my friends are dead' RP Blurb: currently covered man chest
Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2012 11:28 pm
Glad that, at least momentarily, Ofelia was restrained from continually loosing her mind, Belladonna cast the pair a look of tired acceptance sprinkled with a sigh. It felt like she'd been walking, been traveling through this house and this night for far longer than should have been necessary. With a flap of her hand that supposedly expressed the idea of 'You silly scarelings', the witch turned around and... "Mort? You were right here, where did you--" The witch took a few tentative steps forward, eyes wider than usual as they searched the area for any sign of familiar blue. He'd tried to say something before the flash, before everything had gone too bright to see, before the pretty phoenix had lifted into the sky and away. But it had all been a blur, too fast to grasp or comprehend, though the words still echoed in her head. Like a lullaby she couldn't recall the words to, like a melody she knew but though she tried, though she placed a few wrong syllables to, just could not fully remember. A hand was placed against one ear as she tried to actualize those final words, but a sudden shouting distracted her. Whereas before the Hunters had been attacking the monster, now that it was gone they were... Attacking students?! A quick, cautious step backwards was taken, back toward the tussling pair, but then another Hunter launched another attack. Now there were two, now the loyalties had been turned back to their rightful place and the witch whirled back around, unsure of what to do. Literally trapped in the middle, she looked over at Ofelia and Clover, kind people who had never raised a harmful hand toward her. Surely they'd raised one toward her kind, but... But this was different, minds could be changed, groups could be rearranged, there was-- Blue.
A flash of familiar blue, a bolt of lightning and a glint of metal, Belladonna let out the breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding as she caught a sight of Thor from the corner of her eye. Back around she whirled, already off and hurrying toward her zombie. The pulled up hood, the hum were all reassuring enough that for three whole steps there was nothing to fear. And then realization set in as she faltered forward, as her feet tangled in on themselves and she managed to grind to a halt. That wasn't... That wasn't her Mort, but... But that person had Thor, that person was using it in the exact same manner and it was exactly the same and-- "No" The circle of cards that had so dutifully followed their Reaper fell from the air, dropped carelessly to the ground like the inanimate object they were always meant to be. "Hecate, no no no" Uselessly they laid, dull and lackluster where they had always contained the slightest pulse of pink on their edges. "Please, no" And so Belladonna fell too, to her knees in a movement that would hurt later once anything other than rejection could be felt. From the ground she watched the Hunter bolt forward and smash Thor into a student, a fellow Halloweener who didn't deserve such a brutal attack. This just wasn't fair, it wasn't fair.
It was hard to stand, it felt like she was in deep water or holding something that weighed more than she, but she managed up, she found her unsteady feet move beneath her in a mechanical motion as she headed toward the Hunter. Apologetic that someone had been hurt, but unwilling to-- Just . . . one promise. If get captured in net for weapon conversion, k-kill me "STOP!" Belladonna found herself shouting at Yin, her arms waving frantically as she tried to close the distance between her and the Hunter. Yet what if she made it, what could she do? Would . . . rather die than go back Home, or betray Halloween, or serve th-them "Please, I just... I-I-" There was nothing to do but slow down, because if she got too close, if she put herself open like that she'd get hit. Suddenly she halted in her progression, though she shook in place for want of helping, for want of saving him, for want of anything but this wrenching pain that felt like she'd died and been forced back into a body she didn't properly align with. A hand touched her face and came away wet, soaked with tears. M-Must promise to kill again "I hadn't even told him...." Unsure of what else to do, the lost little witchling stood there and watched her love, that familiar mechanical contraption she couldn't even hold up due to its weight, snicker through the air. It hummed and glowed and she stood there and despaired, because the one promise she'd never been able to agree to had come to pass, and still she could not make good on his wants.
Target: Unchanged Target HP: Unchanged
Stats:
Name: Belladonna Divine HP: 40/40 FEAR Strength: 90% Insanity Strength: 45% Items: 1 Corrupted Pumpkin Pill, 1 Pumpkin Pill RP Blurb: 5 Foot Even, Rather Frightened Witch Attack 0/3
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Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2012 11:35 pm
"Oi, what are you doing?" The witch would find herself being prodded with the tip of a boot, and a middle-aged man practically glaring down at her, "If you want to cry, go to a Jacking corner. You're just going to cause others to trip over you."
Stats:
Name: Seething with Rage (SR) HP: 156 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 0% Items: ... A lot of angry birds. RP Blurb: angry man in a hood
Yes, it had definitely been too soon earlier to say it was safe. Deryk saw a few hunters come out of the fog, but something wasn't quite right. For one thing, they looked a little strange. Not recognizing them wasn't too big of an issue, but the fact that they were now attacking their own? Yeah that wasn't right.
Though, he had to wonder if this was some sort of ploy somehow. They had failed and now they had these people sent by Caelius or something to take them out! It made him feel pretty worried about all of this.
But fighting them seemed really... wrong? He might not like fighting the students but he didn't want to fight his comrades either!
What if these were renegades though? Wouldn't it be good to at least disable them? Maybe.. maybe he should try. Yes. These could be renegades. Or they've gone made with all this insanity. Yeah. Better knock them out.
Taking in a deep breath, he ran up towards the one with the gauntlet before trying to hit him in the back of the head.
Target: Mort Target HP: 130 Stats:
Name: Deryk Bond HP: 35 FEAR Strength: 90% Insanity Strength: 40% TARGET: Damage: 9 Charge: 3/3 Items: 2 bandages RP Blurb: Death trainee with a hidden blade. Missing one finger.
First there was one...now there's three. What is going on?
Clyde is very confused, but he doesn't stop attacking the first guy (hunter?) that appeared. He barely hits his opponent though.
Target: Petro Target HP: 100
Stats:
Name: Clyde HP: 23/30 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 25% Items: NOPE. RP Blurb: VARCOLAC YEEEAAAA
Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2012 11:38 pm
There was something about that hunter that made the black dog want to pound him into the earth. Then again, that was pretty much every hunter. But this one was especially annoying! Animal magnetism! Che!
"Hey, Tybalt! Catch!"
His attention was quickly redirected, however, when a familiar voice called to him, followed by something round and orange sailing through the air at him.
Pumpkin pill!
"Thanks Xi--" He started, snapping it out of the air, when someone bumped into him, landing at his feet. "-u..." He finished lamely, staring down at the professor.
"Are you... okay?"
Target: n/a Target HP: n/a
stats:
Name: Tybalt HP: 50/50 Damage: n/a FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 25% Items: x1 Pumpkin Pill ( gift from Xiu, using it! ) RP Blurb: Looks like this or this. Depending on which form he is in.
With the large creature gone, she thought it 'ought to be over. But instead, other things were lurking in the mist. Sucking in some air, she held her breath as she laid her eyes on.. hunters? Who were they? What division?
Looking to her allies for any ideas the others might give, they appeared to be just as surprised as she. Originally, she had planned to hold of attacking until given specific orders to engage, but when they started targeting known allies, she decided to risk it.
Aiming for the first figure that came into view, Kat loosed a few rounds from her weapons.
Target: Alex Target HP: 126
Stats:
Name: Katherine Taylor HP: 33/50 FEAR Strength: 90% Insanity Strength: 20% Items: None RP Blurb: 5'6" and looks like this but has a small scar on the side of her face that goes all the way up the side of her cheek to her hairline
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[A.V.] rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4Total: 4 (1-4)
Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2012 11:39 pm
He was about to say something when Sherry got attacked. Well, that kinda says whether or not they were allies, didn't it.
He quickly summoned Chester, and was about to go after the hunter that attacked her, but hadn't noticed the other cloaked hunter coming up from behind.
He turned just as the weapon was brought that on him, knocking him to the ground.
"s**t!"
Target: -- Target HP: --
Stats:
Name: Jake Cross Faction: Hunter - Death Trainee HP: 12/40 FEAR Strength: 75% Insanity Strength: 0% Items: N/A RP Blurb:Here. Wears a sleeveless hunter coat with the death division symbol on the back. Bandages wrapped around his torso. Wields bladed tonfas.
Action: -- Result: --
Fear Attack: World of Darkness (Y2 Headlights) Charge: 0/3 [0/2] Attacks Used: --
Huni Pi
WHOOPS, didn't know/forgot de-summoning removes charge. I'm an idiot. (Ignore this post)
I am Character 1. I'm taking Malcolm's +1 accuracy buff!
While he waited by Mitsu, Shun watched the three strange and new hunters carefully. As he did so, he soon noticed a soft blue glow approach him. Moments later, his mind felt more clear. Everything was sharper now. It was similar to when he used his Critical Eye fear, yet different all the same. Letting out another breath, he turned towards one of the three, the one that seemed to be wielding Petro.
Raising up a dagger, he let it soar through the air, aiming for the Hunter's chest while he had the opportunity.
After that was done,he looked around, trying to see where that spell had come from. Probably wasn't a boogey.
Target: Tro Target HP: 92 Stats:
Name: Shun Kuroda HP: 40 FEAR Strength: 85% Insanity Strength: 15% Items: 2 pumpkin pills TARGET: Damage: 8 FEARS: y3 SS, y2 Eye, y1 SS RP Blurb: Grim reaper with one eye.
[A.V.] rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 4Total: 5 (2-16)
Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2012 11:47 pm
He rushed in for an attack... and missed. DAMN IT ALL!
A weary sigh echoed in his head.
Target: Tro + Hunter Target HP: 92/150
Stats:
Name: Jake Cross Faction: Hunter - Death Trainee HP: 12/40 FEAR Strength: 75% Insanity Strength: 0% Items: N/A RP Blurb:Here. Wears a sleeveless hunter coat with the death division symbol on the back. Bandages wrapped around his torso. Wields bladed tonfas.
Action: Attacking you wannabe hunter you Result: NOPE
Fear Attack: World of Darkness (Y2 Headlights) Charge: 0/3 [0/2] Attacks Used: 2/3
Ryan's glare intensified when they threatened and then struck the other trainee. Even more of a reason to stand against them.
"You're going to have to try it then." He snarled out through clenched teeth, refusing to back off and this time using his gauntlets to claw at the hooded figure. Or was it a hunter? They certainly acted like one... and there were those weapons too. But then why?
"So what! What, do you just expect me to stand idly by as you attack other hunters, because something like 'rank' compels me not to? Screw that! I'm not even completely sure that you're even hunters to begin with!"
Target: Tro Target HP: 87
Stats:
Name: Ryan O'Conner HP: 50/50 Damage: 5 Charge: 3/3 FEAR Strength: 90% Insanity Strength: 50% Items: None RP Blurb: Looks like this.
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