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kuropeco rolled 1 20-sided dice:
17
Total: 17 (1-20)
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 Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 10:42 pm
His eyes slid towards the brown skinned ghoul. Ren had never seen her before, but they were both on the same side.
He gestured to the cages, nodding at Barth.
"Key. Find it. Okay? So we can let them all out."
He was beginning to get frustrated. Where was the damn thing -
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Rown rolled 1 20-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 10:46 pm
Having decided not to touch the bars seemed like a good idea after all, and Savior nodded to both boils as they started to speak about looking for that key. Objects were moved easily enough by her hands and feet, she was in so much better condition than the others, and Savior moved from point A to B. All the while she was covering everything with her sand, though hopefully it would allow her to keep a good idea of where she had been?
"Wut kii - no, key, look like. Maybe if she knew what she was looking for other than 'it will help them' then Savior could do her job and locate it faster?
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kuropeco rolled 1 20-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 10:49 pm
"I'll get you out," Ren said desperately, glancing at Barth with panic in his eyes. The anger was dissipating, replaced by despair. He swung his gaze sideways, throwing aside a sheaf of papers, and then flung another stack another direction when they proved to be fruitless.
"I, er, it's - it's like a card - " he told Savior, wishing he could just tear the cages down. He glanced over at Gabrian, eyes holding a million different emotions and questions without answers, tracing the lines of the cage before he looked over at Jove, then at Tybalt, then the rest of the captives, down to Freya.
I'm not leaving you.
More things flew. Ren let out a half-strangled scream of frustration, fingers clenching in the papers as he sank to his knees, moving frantically to find the key.
His head was spinning.
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Rown rolled 1 20-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 10:51 pm
"Wut card." Man, this boil was going to have to be way more specific if he expected Savior to understand what he wanted her to look for. She finally understood that the key was important, but the key was now a card-thing? This was confusing and the monster simply knocked some papers over in an effort to really keep looking. When nothing that was a key or card (whatever that was) showed up, she turned and looked at the humming generator.
"Wut that. Card. Key." She pointed at the object before looking over to the rest of the students, pretty sure they'd answer her. They all seemed eager to get out of those cages so maybe having her know would help them out?
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 10:57 pm
"Generator," Barth said, in response to the object Savior was pointing towards. He didn't have Christof's talent for pantomime. "Kill it."
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Rown rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 4
Total: 10 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 10:58 pm
"Okay." Now kill? Kill was a word that Savior knew, only because she'd heard West and them yell it enough times and killing was part of natural instinct. Savior was basically a creature built on instinct, running on instinct, so when told to kill - she'd go in for the hit.
"!!!!!" After connecting a strong blow to the machine Savior shrieked and moved backwards, her hand smarting red from the impact. It had bit her, this stupid thing! Was it supposed to do that?! A look back towards the cages was her hope for yet another answer, and the Marrowstripe seethed in anger at the damage to her hand. A cut arm, a burned hand! What would happen next?!
STATUS: Attacking
HP: 22/30
Generator: 43 - 4 = 39
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medigel rolled 1 20-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 11:01 pm
Enter the battered, frightened zombie.
And enter cages. Quite a few cages. The sight of the despondent and angry students would have made his heart stop if it had been beating - as it was, he felt colder as the equivalent. He didn't really know any of them, save for a few glances from before the trip, or in Freya's case from groanspring.
But . . . no Whisper. That was what struck him most. Where was she?
Natalia was going to rip something apart when she found out.
"Card?" he echoed, passing by a few of the cages and sweeping his hand about on the shelves nearby like the thing woudl totally be there. "Meep . . . But! Will! Save! You!"
It was the most conviction he had in a while at least.
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kuropeco rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 6
Total: 14 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 11:09 pm
Barth's comment to Savior made Ren stop abruptly.
He was out of the cage.
He was out of the cage. Which meant that whatever had been suppressing his FEAR was now gone.
Ren's eyes moved down to his hands. Slowly, carefully, he flexed his fingers.
There was a small cracking noise and the nails of his fingers began to extend, the skin changing color, becoming rougher, more scaly as a few feathers appeared then flickered off, twirling silently towards the floor. Elongated eagle's talons, curved and sharp, replaced what had once been regular hands.
Kill it.
With a roar of anger, Ren leapt towards the generator. Every fiber of his being felt as though it were on fire with the hatred that seared through it, the anger and upset of being treated like mere pets, like they were worthless.
His talons raked across the metal, electricity jolting up his arms, but he didn't stop.
[ HP: 37/40
Damage: 8
Generator: 39 - 8 = 31 ]
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Rown rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 1
Total: 3 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 11:13 pm
The Marrowstripe likely wanted to attack again, the object was right in front of her, but a newcomer had arrived and the boil who was out from the cage seemed to be doing just fine. She looked at the injury on her hand a bit more and poked at it, the skin sizzling. There was no pain from it, her tolerance was generally something she admired about it, but that didn't mean she approved of the fact her hand was burned.
Also, her arm was still cut. "Wut now." Was she supposed to attack again? Was she supposed to look some more? She really wanted to climb into one of the cages like everyone else, it still looked pretty fun.
STATUS: STANDING
HP: 22/30
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kuropeco rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 3
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 11:24 pm
He didn't even notice the arrival of someone new - someone very familiar.
His mind did not want to work correctly; being stuck in that cage, his FEAR suppressed into utter nothingness, made him feel weak and angry, the hatred and desperation mixed with fear causing his head to spin.
Ren lashed out at the generator again. The shocks reverberated up and down his arms again, cascading through his body, and a piece of metal flew out, leaving a small gash on his forehead.
No. I'm not going down like this.
[ HP: 34/40
Damage: 5
Generator: 31 - 5 = 26 ]
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Kyrieko rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 5
Total: 13 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 11:29 pm
((LW is entering from the Backyard!))
Haha! Success! And she wasn't alone! Even more fantastic. Mortimer had followed right on her tail and made it in right behind her. She wanted to yip or make some sort of excited noise, but the she-wolf had more sense about her than that. The second she entered the tent, LW slowed her pace (more like skidded to a halt) and ducked next to the first object that was closest to her. Which happened to be a c-cage.
....A cage? Blinking, violet eyes widened as she looked around. There were cages all along through here. And, more unsettling. She knew some of those scents! There were students in those Jack damned cages!
"What..." Her nose wrinkled. She knew that scent. Knew that cinnamon-vanilla scent anywhere. And her ears flattened against her skull, a feral growl escaping. So this is what had happened to team Skulker? Those Jackdamned humans! While they'd been toying with them outside her friends...her boilfriend!, had been stuck trapped in here without any of their fellows knowing.
"Come on, Mort. We have to try and help them!" LW whispered.
And then there was the face she had desperately wanted to see. Freckles and all. Except, he seemed to be as desperate as she felt. Just not the same desperation. This was something stronger. Something worse. She winced as he not once, but twice threw himself at what appeared to be a generator. It made LW's heart clench, wondering just what in the hell they had all suffered through in here!
Growling again, her built up anger and fear getting the better of her, LW took Ren's cue from the attacks he made against the generator (as well as a familiar lazy demon saying something about 'kill it') to race towards the thing and lunge over Ren at it, attempting to beat the crap out of the thing. Because it would make her feel so much better. And then, maybe she could figure out what was going on in here. And why, besides those she knew were from the battle outside, Ren was the only one not in a cage. AND how the Jack did they get everyone else out?!
Too many questions yet again. LW groaned internally.
 HP: 26 - 3 = 23/40
Status: Attack One - 13 - 6 = 7
Generator: 26 - 7 = 19
[LW is in her natural form; basically a small red wolf running around]
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medigel rolled 1 20-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 11:33 pm
"Trying!" Mort exclaimed in response as he scattered about items wantonly in his rush to help. Because boy he really, really wanted to help.
And . . . so far he was only helping making a mess during their search. DDD8
"Helping too, honest!"
He also noted Ren was out and razing the machine close to explosiveness. Hmm . . . Perhaps he should join in? But he had done so horribly attacking the hunters earlier . . . But at least he had kept his promise: he had kept LW safe thus far.
Ish.
Search 2 fail
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medigel rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 2
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 11:47 pm
Okay. Trying to destroy the machine thingie would probably give him better luck than finding a small key. Notably because it was bigger. And right there.
You'd think so at least.
Except upon approaching the sparking machine, before the zombie could so much as raise the lid of his head to try and zap it some more, a stray bolt struck him, making him recoil away for the moment. Not enough to make him hurt, but enough to give pause.
How did they do it, Ren and LW? How did they summon so much anger and actually make it work for them regardless of what happened? Mort had his own emotions, that strange mixture of confusion and righteous anger . . . But not enough. He had plenty of reason to, but it just wasn't in his nature to be so . . . so angry. So violent.
He gave an apologetic glance to his fellow "liberators" as he recovered from the electricity.
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 11:48 pm
Tybalt had watched most of the recent events in stunned silence. Too many things were happening at once for him to really respond to it with anything else. The fact that Ren was free from his cage was a good sign, as well as the sudden increase of Amityville students that had entered the tent.
Did this mean that they were all really going to get out of here?
"Hey LW! Missed Ren so much you decided to throw yourself into all the danger?" He asked. Obviously the black dog was not shocked enough to not poke fun at the she wolf.
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Bilious rolled 1 20-sided dice:
13
Total: 13 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 11:59 pm
((Entering from Backyard!))Christof poked his way inside, glancing about awkwardly for any sign of- CALDER! And... and BARTH TOO! He immediately rushed forward, making the mistake of trying to grab at the cages, to rip them free, but was granted nothing but a nasty shock. He snorted in pain, shaking his poor battered hands off before motioning for the two to stay calm. The others who had managed to sneak in all seemed to be searching for something... It was worth a look, right? What where they looking for? He heard a snippet of someone mentioning something about a Key... ah, well, that would be useful wouldn't it?  HP: 30
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