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 Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 8:15 pm
Chuppi was watching everything go on, watching and waiting. The man who had stabbed her before had come over and then run off, taking the hunter who hadn't made any moves to attack her. It made her question a few things in her mind but at the very least it made her glad to know that her choice to not attack hadn't been a waste. The man who had hurt her threatened to do it again but the nice...yes, she had used nice, hunter had pulled him away and off they went to go and attack Invictus.
The heir didn't need any help, he was taking everyone down as though it was just a silly game. Just how much stronger had he gotten with that attack that should have killed him? He was making so many of the hunters, strong hunters, bow without any effort. Would he turn on his companions in the future, like the vision she had seen?
[ Chuppi is just watching.
Rown found a proxy server and life is so good! ]
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 8:15 pm
Candace snorted and rolled her eyes. "It's hard to look good when you get SET ON FIRE!" Her voice raised and she shot a look to Lance, a pouting glare. Even if he didn't hear her, even if he didn't notice her, the sentiment was still there. She still liked and admired him but he set her on fire. She turned her attention down to Siddie as the girl shrieked, raising a brow and tilting her head to one side. Did she win already? Well then. She'd just-- Prolixity
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 8:16 pm
“Woah! Watch it.” Wilson stepped back as the student on the dog began to slide off. He swayed to the side, trying to gauge where Fallow would land before the puca ultimately flopped onto the trainee. There was lots of disgruntled mumbling from the death hunter as the creature tangled itself in the wires of his weapon. Finally, the thing managed to wriggle its way out and Wilson gladly stood back up and took a couple of clear steps away from Fallow. “Just trying to make the odds a bit more even. Two versus two sounds more fair, don’t you agree?” He shot Ryan a look, not like he could see it with the gasmask. “I was just trying to help, but glad to see you’re alright!” Was Wilson being sincere, wry, or both? He cringed when the puca next to him began to shout along with Ryan. “If you don’t think it’s pleasant than why are you shouting too?” Wilson smacked Fallow with his cannons.
(( OOC:
Character Name: Wilson (Hunter)
HP: 50/50
Target: n/a
Damage: n/a
Charge: 0/3, 0/2 used
Effect: n/a
Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3
Items: charge packet x1, barrier dagger x1 )) Appearance He is approx.. 5’10” and is wearing a gasmask and has bladed cannons over his arms. He’s also toting a gas tank on his back.
(( OOC:
Character Name: Dev (Student)
HP: 22/30
Target: n/a
Damage: n/a
Effect: n/a
Number of People Currently Attacking Me: n/a )) Appearance Dev is in her natural form: a green dog with glowing eyes and curled tail, about 6 feet
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Pales rolled 1 8-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-8)
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 8:17 pm
After a few moments of rolling and letting out cries of pain, torment, and whatever else he could manage the fire was out and he just laid there staring up at the sky listening to the not so dulcet tones of battle ringing around him. Endzela carefully climbed onto his chest, "Get up or you'll get trampled soon," the Owl warned wisely.
Kettil stared at his familiar, "Give me a minute, please?"  (( HP: 22/30 Target: Damage: Effect: NO LONGER ON FIAH. Quote: Appearance: 6'2" Reaper with purple dreadlocks and a determined expression and an owl on his shoulder.
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Trira rolled 9 4-sided dice:
3, 1, 3, 3, 3, 3, 1, 4, 4
Total: 25 (9-36)
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 8:17 pm
Moure was a little late to the bloodbath, but that didn't matter. He was there, and he was going to help, no matter the cost that it might cause to him. This was the fight for their lives, and Moure intended to win.
His eyes flickered between two targets, indecision in his face. He saw...Caelius, was it? How was that man still alive? The fact that the Death Hunter wasn't dead yet frustrated the patchwork, but before he could move to attack, he saw the other figure. The blonde was unmistakable, and Moure felt his insides churn at the sight of her. The phantom pain of being weaponized flashed through his mind, along with the distinct image of a woman's shadow on the floor next to his prone body, a sickening voice calling down, "You'll make for a good partner."
A snarl caught in his throat, and he found himself racing toward the gigantic-sword wielding Huntress.
As he raced across the field, flames licked up around him. Had his mind been a fraction less focused on the mission he'd given himself, he might've just panicked then. But no, he was so single-mindedly set on attacking the Huntress that he didn't shift his course one inch. He simply raced through them on toward his target. Somewhere, in the back of his mind, his subconscious indentified the icy-scorch of the fire as those he'd felt before, as the flames that had come from Red all that time ago at the Haunted House.
No matter the obstacle, Moure simply swerved around it, dead-set on getting to that Huntress. He hadn't run this fast in a battle in so long, he was amazed at his smooth control of his movements. Perhaps the clarity came from the prospects of being able to reach that blonde, sword-bearing human. Whatever it was that had focused his attention, it had made Moure a streak of brown and grey as he passed through the field.
Finally, he got a clear shot on the Huntress and, without a single thought for his own well-being, he attacked. His Fear reacted as he raced around the woman, attacking and dodging within the blink of an eye. It was more damage than he'd ever be capable of normally, and oh how it felt good to hit her.
Within moments of his attacks, he burned out and, breathing slightly (already a sign of tire, considering he didn't normally need to breathe), had to stop. The flames were still licking up around him, framing the patchwork's face as he turned to look back at the Huntress. Even if she didn't know what he was talking about, even if it had only been in that Trial, Moure snarled out a question, rage flowing freely within his voice, "Still think that I'd make for good partner?"
OOC:
Character Name: Moure
HP: 32/40 (From Fire and Clarice's Auto-Damage)
Target: Clarice
Damage: 11
Effect: On fire, yup.
Fear: USING Y2 FEAR. --> (Swift Strikes Catagory. Burnout: Rapid attacks done to target while moving at extreme speeds.))
Lizbot Trira's character Moure is attacking Clarice for 11 Damage!
Appearance Moure is a brown-haired, blue-eyed patchwork who wears a lot of checkers. He's got a runner's build. He's also currently on fire and looking extremely angry.
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 8:17 pm
Invictus didn't take Rep's snark personally, expression calm. "Now that is simply such a shame. Perhaps you will reconsider." he reached out and touched the man's shoulder, all of the gravity seeming to suddenly center around there as the Heir forced the sun hunter to his knees.
"That's better." he wasn't quite content with that, however, as he reached out for both Rin and Victoria when they drew too close to him as well. "Tsk. Such a shame. We are Conquest. You do not have a choice." He was playing with the limit of the field, even as he paused, picking up Jerry's glasses, giving them a turn over before he tucked them onto the hunter's head without a shred of expression on his thoughts on them.
Now, did he want to destroy them now or later?----------- (( OOC: Character Name: Invictus - 5'9" DAMN SEXYHP: 103/120 Target: Jerry, Rep, Rin, Victoria (At non-rolled attacking, JOIN THE GRAVITY FIELD O_O) Damage: -- Effect: Badass ))
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poke mattix rolled 2 20-sided dice:
12, 5
Total: 17 (2-40)
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 8:19 pm
Jason grimaced as the fight seemed to take a turn for the worst. More Horsemen had appeared on the scene, and the one in the Asian clothes had someone gotten a ton more stronger (did Caelius just...make him stronger? He didn't want to think on it.) He really didn't want to be here, but to turn tail and run would be something he would never live down. He was a coward, but he wouldn't want to live at the expense of someone else. And right now, Rep was in a battle against said pony. Things looked bad, as some sort of field was around him, but he wasn't giving a inch. It was admirable to see the sun hunter look so porud and strong in the face of such adversity. ...Shouldn't he be doing something to help him? He was a moon hunter, so he should be defending him. ...against the pony... ...yeaaahno he'd just use the bandages. That would be good enough, right? Taking a huge gulp of air (and tyring ot prevent his knees from shaking), Jason approached the group, tyring to pretend that he wasn't anywhere near the pony- And went face down into he ground, not realizing the filed was so dam heavy
"Easy enough for you to say.." Jason mumbled to the ground. But still, with a grunt he forced himself to his feet again, feeling like he was being weight down by a ton of bricks. And slowly, he reached Rep, taking out the bandages and awkwardly wrapping them around one arm..
And then he fell over from the force of the field.
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(( OOC:
Character Name: Jason
HP: 40/40
Target: Rep
Damage: -
Effect: - Using Runic Bandages
Charge: 0/3
Charge attacks used: 0/2
Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3 ))
Baneful poke mattix's character Jason is Healing Rep for 17 HP!
Appearance (picture in sig) Jason is a Moon hunter, around 6 feet tall, short blonde hair, and wielding a sword.
equipment:
1x Runic Bandages (Using!)
1x Modified Fear scanner
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 8:19 pm
Jordan didn't resist being hauled out of the way; the gravity alteration thing that the Horseman was doing was hardly something that could be blocked with a sword, but getting the hell out of the way worked. Anyway, he trusted Harrison. He resisted the urge to make a rude gesture in the Horseman's direction; he'd probably already pissed him off enough. "Yeah, that was a pretty good - " There was a sudden, stabbing pain in his leg. He yelped. He'd been bitten by a dog of some sort. He didn't recognize the breed, other than freak; there were mushrooms growing out of its side, and it was faintly luminous. It was probably not actually a poodle, but he didn't point that out to Harrison. He could save the smartass comments for when he wasn't being defended, and that bite had hurt. "Bad dog," he added, for good measure. (( OOC:Character Name: Jordan HP: 41/50 Target: Damage: Charge: 0/3 Effect: Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 1/3 - Jove Items: Modified pendant, capture gun))
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 8:21 pm
Dodging the weapon as it swung at her, Mei batted the blade away from her face and moved to the side, prepared for any other attack she might make. "Oh right." Mei laughed, smacking herself on the forehead. "Thanks for reminding me." They just needed to hold out a bit longer..until more help came. Heh..easier said than done. As time went by, both sides were becoming more and more irritable by the second. The small group of horsemen being here was likely the only thing keeping them from losing entirely to the hunters. That, and the Halloween denizens will to keep fighting.
"You know." The doll started. "This is why I hate school trips. We always seem to have them interrupted by something foul." Mei's HP: 34/40 Target: Sherry Damage: Just an rp response Effect: n/a Charge Attack: Medic - Medic + AppearanceMei (currently dressed in casual wear like in picture) is a 5'3" broken/living doll.
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Dragain rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 8:22 pm
"Oh... Ohhh!" The snake seemed to coil up around the reaper, tensing when Amphi first touch where she had been wounded, but soon relaxed, letting her do her stuff; after a while, she nodded, somehow managing to look both surprised and grateful for the healing, "It doessss feel a lot better, darling! You're really good at thissss!"
And through all of this, Thanatos stood there, silent but probably effective as a reaper shield. 8|
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((OOC:
Character Name: Thanatos
HP: 30/30
Target: Amphi
Damage: 4
Effect:
Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3 )) Nyxtsuki Moon Thanatos is defending Amphi for 4! Appearance I am bad with descriptions; tall guy with dreads and a giant snake. 8|
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iloveyouDIE rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 3
Total: 5 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 8:23 pm
Bix rallied on his side. He felt the dragon's eyes on him and he glared back. Was this the moment that they had all dreaded? When the horsemen appeared and Conquest changed, Bix felt like he was supposed to find his friends and loved ones. e looked for familiar faces and his friends were there, dotted amongst the white coats, but they all looked just as determined as him. They weren't going to die today. Perhaps Killzone's slap and speech had really worked. Bix glared back at the dragon. He raised his bow to fire but another battling pair knocked him just as all hell broke loose. "s**t!" His shot went wildly into the distance. HP: 50 / 50 Damage: MISS Target: Sheridan Charge: -- / 3
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 8:25 pm
If Candace was nearby, the Mist Assistant would have turned to blow her a kiss, followed by a broad grin and wink. He possibly would have also pointed out that all's fair in love and war. And that not even he was expecting his weapon's charge to react as such. The last time he had used it was before his accident. But instead, Lance was preoccupied watching the students close to him closely, ready to jab and defend as he held the line. It was too bad he was far away, really. He would have appreciated the catfight between Candace and Siddie, quite possibly to the point of lowering his weapon due to the distraction. As it was, Lance was completely oblivious to the death-glare Candace was sending him. Most likely he'd get to hear all about it once they returned to Deus Ex.
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 8:26 pm
Jerry'd warned him to let up but his pride roared back that it wasn't allowed to happen. He wouldn't back down. He'd been ******** insulted. Even Rin's hesitance made no difference. When it was a matter of pride, sanity didn't.
Rep SNARLED in defiance, enraged all the more by the man's indifference. There was ******** nothing he hated more than failing to get a rise of anger out of someone, other than perhaps having his pride effortlessly bent to someone else's will. He fought the gravity, fought it with everything he had, event in defiance of the poison currently racing in his veins. Fought it till his bones creaked and he felt like he'd snap.
And then he /did/ snap, dropping to his knees with a thud as the gravity cracked back on him like an elastic band, head bowed. It hurt. It hurt a whole ******** lot, and every inch of him ached. This was what Cass had been talking about when she mentioned her fingers cracking, this was like nothing he'd ever ******** felt.
Humiliation
His head ached, his everything ached. And he'd bowed.
"b*****d." he snarled. "You ******** b*****d"
One day he'd ******** turn the tables. One day he'd have this guy at his feet again.
He had almost had him. Almost.
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OOC: JUST RP
Character Name: Rep
HP: 37/40
Target: Invi
Damage: ??
Charge: 0/3 0/2
Status: Poisoned (-5 every attack turn)
Items: A mint
Appearance Pale skinned redhead weilding an enormous axe. Very animated in his emotions. He has a bunch of lovely red flowers growing on his right shoulder. [x]
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 8:30 pm
Woah. How had he missed this? Otto's attention moved from looking for enemies to spotting the heated catfight between Candace and some strange Halloween girl. Candace... was she topless? Otto gawked. And then he laughed. A lot. OOC:
Character Name: Otto
HP: 42/50
Target: Candace and Siddie
Damage: LAUGHTERAppearance 17 years old, 5'5", Blonde hair, Blue eyes, grumpy expression, skater clothes. Fights with a 6 foot boomerang. Items on Otto's person: --> Communication Device --> Fear Scanner
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Amon Larethian rolled 7 4-sided dice:
1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 3, 2
Total: 12 (7-28)
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 8:30 pm
Sheridan may have continued with his little staring contest indefinitely, his fur bristled as he remained coiled around Tess protectively. There was a dare in his eyes, if the hunter dared strike, if he dared to go near Tess... A growl, his head turning to catch a glimpse of the arrow from the corner of his eye as it flew past him. When he turned back to face Bix there was absolute fury in his eyes. Alright then, if that's how you want it. His head reared back, his jaws open to spit several fireballs in the hunter's direction. Burn baby, burn! Distracted by his determination to protect Tess (whether she needed it or not), the dragon's aim was off, most likely setting fire to everything except the hunter he had intended to burn to a crisp. (( OOC:Character Name: Sheridan HP: 40/40 Target: Bix Damage: MISS Effect: Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 1/3 (Bix) FEARs
Year 2 - barrier
Year 1 - swift strikes - used ))
iloveyouDIE Well crap, I hope those arrows and fireballs don't hit someone else!
Appearance In natural form Sheridan is a 40ft dragon colored like the night sky.
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