Just as Tara started to wonder how she was going to attack again, with her weapons embedded in the monster, she found them suddenly materializing again in her hands. Whoa, that was pretty cool. Certainly something to remember. With the momentum from her first attack to push her forward, she threw both throwing stars again, and made a small cry of satisfaction as she saw both of them strike major hits against their enemy.
Almost as soon as they had hit the creature, this time, Tara called the throwing stars back to her hand for one final attack. With no break this time, she threw them again. She found herself shouting, "Shining stars!" as she did so, not sure at first why she had done so. But this time, as the two throwing stars flew towards their target, they both began to glow. The light surrounded them, looking like two shooting stars, and bright enough to make it difficult to look directly at them - especially if the viewer didn't want the image temporarily burned onto their retina. The girl watched open-mouthed, blinking and only taking glances at her weapons, as they struck one final time. She was so surprised that at first she didn't think to recall them again, leaving them for at least a minute before transporting them back to herself. It took her another few moments before she remembered that she had a place to put them, and she tucked them back away at her waist.
"Well.. I haven't attacked it yet, but here goes nothing I guess. Here to hoping it doesn't turn out horribly." Narcissa replied while crossing her fingers as her weapons appeared around her wrists. They appeared to be medium sized, metal bladed circles with a touch of ice to them, just floating there circling her wrists.
"Let's see what these things can do." And with a little spin, she flicked her wrists towards the enemy and watched the blades to flying from her hands, nicking it a little bit but was nothing too impressive.
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Name:Narcissa Age: 14 Class: Mage - Ice Gem: Purple : Dedicated Weapon: Magical chakram bracelet thingers IDEK IT LOOKS COOL IN MY HEAD OK.
Tara couldn't help but grin as she surveyed her work, her throwing stars now safely returned to her waist. She'd done well. She'd thought that, with a distance weapon, she'd be safely outside the creature's range - she'd already seen it attack the other girls. Unfortunately, she had underestimated the thing's range.
She was far enough away that it didn't manage to get a direct hit, but there was a glancing blow against her arm as the creature reached out to try to get the other girls who had already backed up behind Tara. Or maybe it was going for Tara, and just couldn't quite get good aim with her that far away. She felt disoriented for a second, and smelled... flowers? That couldn't be right.
Ok, so they might have been a bit lacking on the first go, but as the chakrams came back around towards her, they swooped in on the enemy again for a second attack. Glowing a bit as ice shards splintered off of them and lodged in the monster, dealing a good bit more damage this time before returning to their place around her wrists.
"Alright, now we're talking! Let's wrap this up girls."
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Name:Narcissa Age: 14 Class: Mage - Ice Gem: Purple : Dedicated Weapon: Magical chakram bracelet thingers IDEK IT LOOKS COOL IN MY HEAD OK.
Roll 1: 4 Roll 2:10 Roll 3:
Baneful rolled 1 10-sided dice:
1Total: 1 (1-10)
Posted: Sat Apr 06, 2013 5:57 pm
After feast came famine, following her initial strike was a moment of hesitation, a doubt that crept into her thoughts unbidden. What could she have wished to get her here? Surely nothing warranted the complete oblivion of forgetfulness that left her here.
Maybe she wished to forget.
It was a harrowing thought, that perhaps her life had been worth abandoning, that this had been an escape, running away from everything.
Or maybe not running away. Maybe it had been a solution.
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Roll 1 - 10 Roll 2 - 1 Name: Aliss Soul Gem Red - Bravery Weapon Gothic Scythe Race Reaper - Demonologist
Her recovery was not absolute. Then again something told her no recovery ever was. You didn't just land back on your feet, you were changed by your doubt, lessened until you stood up to it.
She intended to stand up. Gritting her teeth she steeled herself, readying the scythe, readying her determination, her courage everything that this fragment of a person - bereft of memories and of singular purpose - could manage.
She had made her choice, there was no room for regret, only moving forward, onwards towards whatever direction her fate would terminate.
There was never room for doubt.
The windows in the scythe seemed to sparkle with some far off and forever unseen sunrise, blazing orange and red against the backdrop of battle. It reminded her of some distant day where the trees had reached up like reverent hands to a blazing sky overhead ablaze with colour, but she could not remember why that had been important.
She leapt forward and swung, and as she struck their supposed enemy, the one on the other side of balance, every window in the scythe shattered, shards glittering and shimmering as they rained down. Hollow like an empty skull the scythe twisted and changed for just a fraction of a moment, sharp and merciless, she twisted it with everything she had and cried out "Final Requiem!"
She didn't know what the words meant, she didn't know what any of this meant, and for some reason, she found herself fighting back tears.
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Roll 1 - 10 Roll 2 - 1 Roll 3 - 6 Name: Aliss Soul Gem Red - Bravery Weapon Gothic Scythe Race Reaper - Demonologist
Hecate said since, now there isn't the one girl she was talking to but...there was a whole bunch!
Hecate turned towards the one she was talking to earlier and the girl slightly behind her.
"My name is Hecate. I have no idea what is going on but it's a pleasure to meet you."
She stuck her hand out
Name: Hecate Color: Green - Noble Class: Reaper - Shaman Weapon: Staff Dice Roll 1: 7 Dice Roll 2: 8 Dice Roll 3: 9 Dice Roll 4: 93
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Katarina Everard rolled 1 10-sided dice:
6Total: 6 (1-10)
Posted: Sat Apr 06, 2013 6:02 pm
Raising her arms above her head, a cloud of ice shards started to form and gather around her hands while the blades, growing in size, started spinning faster and faster. Once it got to a decent size cloud, Narcissa swing her arms forwards, launching the blades and cloud of shards towards the enemy.
"Flash Freeze Finale!"
How she knew to do all this... well that was probably best thought about after the fighting was done. Her body just seemed to move on it's own, as if she'd done this a million times before, but her mind was still as blank as ever.
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Name:Narcissa Age: 14 Class: Mage - Ice Gem: Purple : Dedicated Weapon: Magical chakram bracelet thingers IDEK IT LOOKS COOL IN MY HEAD OK.
Connie hopped away, a giggle on her lips as a wave of dizziness washed over her and she almost toppled.
"Whoa," she breathed. Her arms shot out to her sides and she managed to steady herself, letting out the laugh that had only threatened before. She smelled flowers; roses, wisteria, jasmine and so many others that she wouldn't have recalled without their scent. After a few more breaths, her head was clear.
Damage taken: 10%
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Name:Connie Age: 11 Gem: Red Race: Shaman Weapon: Sharksword
Toshihiko Two rolled 1 10-sided dice:
10Total: 10 (1-10)
Posted: Sat Apr 06, 2013 6:05 pm
Ursula didn't know about touching that. Not that she was scared, she just didn't want to start coming apart in boxes.
She didn't remember what her wish was.
Maybe it had involved biting, because when boxy started doing his dance number, her weapon looked just like a giant set of jaws. She hefted it experimentally. It was less frilly than her outfit, so that was a start.
She shortened the leash, giving it a spin.
As it gained momentum, she gave it more and more chain.
Part of playing along, she guessed. But she would have taken this play date for free. Finally she let it slip altogether, the chain flying free of her gloved hands, until it reached the end. There, she kept her grip. The jaws of the bear trap sank into the writhing, slippery black mass.
Ursula
Name: Ursula Age: 11 Class: Shaman Weapon: Bear Trap on a Chain
She landed mostly unhurt. And that was a miracle in itself.
It had been close and she had been stupid.
The smell of flowers was familiar in a hard to place way, but it hadn't been these flowers she remembered, just the very act of smelling them. It made no more sense than anything else since she'd woken.
She used the scythe to lean on as the world around her seemed to swim. She felt nauseous. But it passed, clarity returned. She stood up as tall as she could again, weakness was death.
She found herself with a crystal and some more advice, but she was leery to take it.
Okay, okay. So if what Zelda had said was any indication, she should try to help out one of the girls that looked like they might be hurting a bit more badly then she was. With a look around, however, it was hard to not just scurry her way over to each girl in turn to look them over and assess just who needed it the most. Jamie had asked though. Surely that meant her injuries were the most grievous?
"Th-that's right! I-I ca--can heal!" Her face lit up in a smile, and not something small and shy like she had given out before, but something much larger, something bright that chased away the panic in those overlarge eyes, leaving behind an almost childlike expression of joy and wonder.
Turning towards Jamie, she began making her way towards her, when suddenly she was bumped into by another girl that was moving quickly away from the fray. "O-oh! N-n-no! I..I'm t-t-totally fine!" She wasn't, but there was no reason that anybody should worry about her! No, not when so many were still fighting on, and so many others were more injured then her. " 'M Macy. Y-You a-are?" She asked the other girl, stopping just long enough to catch her name, before calling out towards Aria.
"S-Still alive! Y-you okay?" It felt more like she was asking just out of habit now....
"C-careful e-everyone! St-st-stay alert!" She called out to the few girls she had gotten to know a little that were still fighting. "It..it packs quite a p-p-p.." She stopped, and screwed up her face a little before trying again. "It can hit really h-hard!"
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Name: Macy Age: 12 Appearance: Here Gem: Orange- Hopeful Race: Reaper-Mage (fire) Weapon: A small bow that appears to be made of wood, but oddly feels more like metal Roll 1: 9 Roll 2: 10 Roll 3: 5 total: 24 Damage taken: 25% Loot: 1 crystal
Ally nodded at the other girls, momentarily losing herself in thought. It didn't really bother her that she knew nothing but her name. Maybe it was hard to miss something you didn't know you had?
She was slightly bothered by the weapons and the mysterious task. Even the whole mysteriousness of this place. But only slightly. Perhaps she'd be more bothered later, but for now, things were just confusing.
And the little thing with the voice didn't help. Remember who she was? She supposed that might be a nice thing. If there really was something before all this, she did want to know what it was. Yes. That might be nice.
Of course, the appearance of the thing did not help the situation in any way. Fight? They were supposed to fight? Ally looked at her scythe, then looked back to see other girls attacking the beast. She then looked back at her scythe, shifting it's weight in her hands. It felt, natural there, like she did know what to do with it. Yes. She did know.
A wave of confidence swept over her as she ran forward swinging her blade at the attacking thing. Light glinted off of her weapon, a strange grey-blue tint to it.
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Name:Ally Age: 14? Gem Color: Violet Reaper: Mage - Elemental (something ethereal maybe I'm not sure yet ok this will be a voyage of discovery) Weapon: Simple black handled scythe, shiny silver blade
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