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 Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 6:29 pm
Laiha lunged out of the way when another one of the elves attacked. She wasn't prepared for another battle just yet, and if she wanted to survive the confrontation of Sandy Claws she would have to keep safe. She didn't like this place any more than the others, and she would be glad when there was a way to get home. For now, though, they had to strategize and make their way through the maze, in a group.
"We should move," she mumbled, although the statement was meant for the others. A moment ago she would have called to wait for the rest of the students, but now? Elves were coming out of the woodwork. They'd learn where the group was and attack in droves.
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Chobi_Chocobo rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 4
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 6:29 pm
Marushii Chobi_Chocobo Marushii Chobi_Chocobo Marushii He was loathe to leave the water for a second time. Why couldn't this Sandy Claws fellow have built his home on that island back there? It would have made things MUCH nicer for Merope. But it wasn't possible. With a sigh, he dragged himself up the shore towards the gates, turning to look back the way he came for Mei and Cyrilla. He hoped the two ladies didn't take offense to his quick departure. But... it looked like he had to wait a bit. He spared a curious look to the other students mingling around before he turned his attention to the gate itself. Was it made of peppermint? It certainly looked like a giant candy cane, and that student over there was eating one. Merope leaned close to the pole and gave it an experimental lick. Then he stopped midway through the lick, his eyes staring at his snout. He tried to move. He couldn't. " Blaaahiggles." he cursed. The giant candy cane wasn't a candy cane at all! It was a giant metal pole painted to look like one, and his tongue was stuck to it!  "So you gotta ask yourself this question: 'Do I feel lucky?' Well, do ya, punk?" A wickedly sharp candy cane swings into view, and you wonder if "lucky" is quite the word for how you feel right now. HP: 83 damageA strangled, bubbling sound came from the leviathan's throat as the elf approached. He tried to pull away from the pole, but with his tongue stuck to it he didn't go anywhere. How was he supposed to know it was illegal to lick poles?! He flailed about as the much sharper candy cane hit him, trying to return the favor with one of his claws. HP: 25 - 3: 22Merope dealt 1 damage! "GAH! You got me punk... But this isn't over.." The elf tosses his hat at you. WHY? Because he probably watched a lot of James Bond back in the day. At least it wasn't his shoe! HP: 73 DamageHe would have yelled I CAN'T EXACTLY KICK IT RIGHT NOW back at Cyrilla if he could. Instead, he merely bubbled and growled something in garble back at her before did the elf just throw his hat?! The boil flailed as he was hit, flinching. OW! Merope swung in the elf's direction, trying to smack the elf with his tail. At least the tip of it hit him. HP: 19 Damage: 1 The tip of the tail was enough to have the elf land flat on his a**. Owwwwww. But that didn't stop the bat s**t crazy elf from continuing to attack something a lot bigger then him. "NEW ATTACK TIME!" His voice grew more manly for some reason. The elf takes one of his peppermint sticks and licks it several times. Then he approaches Merope slowly in an attempt to stick the candy onto him. HA in genius. But he misses. HP: 6Miss
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Marushii rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 1
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 6:32 pm
Chobi_Chocobo Marushii Chobi_Chocobo Marushii Chobi_Chocobo Marushii He was loathe to leave the water for a second time. Why couldn't this Sandy Claws fellow have built his home on that island back there? It would have made things MUCH nicer for Merope. But it wasn't possible. With a sigh, he dragged himself up the shore towards the gates, turning to look back the way he came for Mei and Cyrilla. He hoped the two ladies didn't take offense to his quick departure. But... it looked like he had to wait a bit. He spared a curious look to the other students mingling around before he turned his attention to the gate itself. Was it made of peppermint? It certainly looked like a giant candy cane, and that student over there was eating one. Merope leaned close to the pole and gave it an experimental lick. Then he stopped midway through the lick, his eyes staring at his snout. He tried to move. He couldn't. " Blaaahiggles." he cursed. The giant candy cane wasn't a candy cane at all! It was a giant metal pole painted to look like one, and his tongue was stuck to it! "So you gotta ask yourself this question: 'Do I feel lucky?' Well, do ya, punk?" A wickedly sharp candy cane swings into view, and you wonder if "lucky" is quite the word for how you feel right now. HP: 83 damageA strangled, bubbling sound came from the leviathan's throat as the elf approached. He tried to pull away from the pole, but with his tongue stuck to it he didn't go anywhere. How was he supposed to know it was illegal to lick poles?! He flailed about as the much sharper candy cane hit him, trying to return the favor with one of his claws. HP: 25 - 3: 22Merope dealt 1 damage! "GAH! You got me punk... But this isn't over.." The elf tosses his hat at you. WHY? Because he probably watched a lot of James Bond back in the day. At least it wasn't his shoe! HP: 73 DamageHe would have yelled I CAN'T EXACTLY KICK IT RIGHT NOW back at Cyrilla if he could. Instead, he merely bubbled and growled something in garble back at her before did the elf just throw his hat?! The boil flailed as he was hit, flinching. OW! Merope swung in the elf's direction, trying to smack the elf with his tail. At least the tip of it hit him. HP: 19 Damage: 1 The tip of the tail was enough to have the elf land flat on his a**. Owwwwww. But that didn't stop the bat s**t crazy elf from continuing to attack something a lot bigger then him. "NEW ATTACK TIME!" His voice grew more manly for some reason. The elf takes one of his peppermint sticks and licks it several times. Then he approaches Merope slowly in an attempt to stick the candy onto him. HA in genius. But he misses. HP: 6MissWhat was it doing?! Where was it?! Merope tried to twist his head around to see, but the elf wasn't anywhere in his sight. Ugggh! Stupid pole! He never should have tried licking it! He felt something touch his side, prompting him to quickly sidestep away. Well. That didn't seem so bad, but now he could see his opponent! The boil tried to hit his opponent with his tail again. ...Well. He made contact. With the tip of his tail again. HP: 19Damage: 1
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Chobi_Chocobo rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 2
Total: 8 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 6:36 pm
Marushii Chobi_Chocobo Marushii Chobi_Chocobo Marushii A strangled, bubbling sound came from the leviathan's throat as the elf approached. He tried to pull away from the pole, but with his tongue stuck to it he didn't go anywhere. How was he supposed to know it was illegal to lick poles?! He flailed about as the much sharper candy cane hit him, trying to return the favor with one of his claws. HP: 25 - 3: 22Merope dealt 1 damage! "GAH! You got me punk... But this isn't over.." The elf tosses his hat at you. WHY? Because he probably watched a lot of James Bond back in the day. At least it wasn't his shoe! HP: 73 DamageHe would have yelled I CAN'T EXACTLY KICK IT RIGHT NOW back at Cyrilla if he could. Instead, he merely bubbled and growled something in garble back at her before did the elf just throw his hat?! The boil flailed as he was hit, flinching. OW! Merope swung in the elf's direction, trying to smack the elf with his tail. At least the tip of it hit him. HP: 19 Damage: 1 The tip of the tail was enough to have the elf land flat on his a**. Owwwwww. But that didn't stop the bat s**t crazy elf from continuing to attack something a lot bigger then him. "NEW ATTACK TIME!" His voice grew more manly for some reason. The elf takes one of his peppermint sticks and licks it several times. Then he approaches Merope slowly in an attempt to stick the candy onto him. HA in genius. But he misses. HP: 6MissWhat was it doing?! Where was it?! Merope tried to twist his head around to see, but the elf wasn't anywhere in his sight. Ugggh! Stupid pole! He never should have tried licking it! He felt something touch his side, prompting him to quickly sidestep away. Well. That didn't seem so bad, but now he could see his opponent! The boil tried to hit his opponent with his tail again. ...Well. He made contact. With the tip of his tail again. HP: 19Damage: 1 The elf is flung backwards. Seriously hes just a little guy. A little guy with a big cane ... FOR YOU. "Huh . You're tough but I'm toughest..er..est.." He charges you with the none sharp end of his stick. Dyslexic elf is dyslexic. HP: 52 Damage
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Marushii rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 3
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 6:39 pm
Chobi_Chocobo Marushii Chobi_Chocobo Marushii Chobi_Chocobo Marushii A strangled, bubbling sound came from the leviathan's throat as the elf approached. He tried to pull away from the pole, but with his tongue stuck to it he didn't go anywhere. How was he supposed to know it was illegal to lick poles?! He flailed about as the much sharper candy cane hit him, trying to return the favor with one of his claws. HP: 25 - 3: 22Merope dealt 1 damage! "GAH! You got me punk... But this isn't over.." The elf tosses his hat at you. WHY? Because he probably watched a lot of James Bond back in the day. At least it wasn't his shoe! HP: 73 DamageHe would have yelled I CAN'T EXACTLY KICK IT RIGHT NOW back at Cyrilla if he could. Instead, he merely bubbled and growled something in garble back at her before did the elf just throw his hat?! The boil flailed as he was hit, flinching. OW! Merope swung in the elf's direction, trying to smack the elf with his tail. At least the tip of it hit him. HP: 19 Damage: 1 The tip of the tail was enough to have the elf land flat on his a**. Owwwwww. But that didn't stop the bat s**t crazy elf from continuing to attack something a lot bigger then him. "NEW ATTACK TIME!" His voice grew more manly for some reason. The elf takes one of his peppermint sticks and licks it several times. Then he approaches Merope slowly in an attempt to stick the candy onto him. HA in genius. But he misses. HP: 6MissWhat was it doing?! Where was it?! Merope tried to twist his head around to see, but the elf wasn't anywhere in his sight. Ugggh! Stupid pole! He never should have tried licking it! He felt something touch his side, prompting him to quickly sidestep away. Well. That didn't seem so bad, but now he could see his opponent! The boil tried to hit his opponent with his tail again. ...Well. He made contact. With the tip of his tail again. HP: 19Damage: 1 The elf is flung backwards. Seriously hes just a little guy. A little guy with a big cane ... FOR YOU. "Huh . You're tough but I'm toughest..er..est.." He charges you with the none sharp end of his stick. Dyslexic elf is dyslexic. HP: 52 Damage"Agh!" Merope grunted as the elf hit him. Great! That little elf was getting the better of him! It looked like the elf was still too far to swipe with his claws, and his tail wasn't getting him anywhere... maybe if he used his wreath?The boil shook his head until the wreath fell off. Hopefully it would land around that elf... SPECIAL ATTACK! Even hit, odd miss. Total is damage done. HIT!HP: 17Damage: 6
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 6:43 pm
Marushii Chobi_Chocobo Marushii Chobi_Chocobo Marushii He would have yelled I CAN'T EXACTLY KICK IT RIGHT NOW back at Cyrilla if he could. Instead, he merely bubbled and growled something in garble back at her before did the elf just throw his hat?! The boil flailed as he was hit, flinching. OW! Merope swung in the elf's direction, trying to smack the elf with his tail. At least the tip of it hit him. HP: 19 Damage: 1 The tip of the tail was enough to have the elf land flat on his a**. Owwwwww. But that didn't stop the bat s**t crazy elf from continuing to attack something a lot bigger then him. "NEW ATTACK TIME!" His voice grew more manly for some reason. The elf takes one of his peppermint sticks and licks it several times. Then he approaches Merope slowly in an attempt to stick the candy onto him. HA in genius. But he misses. HP: 6MissWhat was it doing?! Where was it?! Merope tried to twist his head around to see, but the elf wasn't anywhere in his sight. Ugggh! Stupid pole! He never should have tried licking it! He felt something touch his side, prompting him to quickly sidestep away. Well. That didn't seem so bad, but now he could see his opponent! The boil tried to hit his opponent with his tail again. ...Well. He made contact. With the tip of his tail again. HP: 19Damage: 1 The elf is flung backwards. Seriously hes just a little guy. A little guy with a big cane ... FOR YOU. "Huh . You're tough but I'm toughest..er..est.." He charges you with the none sharp end of his stick. Dyslexic elf is dyslexic. HP: 52 Damage"Agh!" Merope grunted as the elf hit him. Great! That little elf was getting the better of him! It looked like the elf was still too far to swipe with his claws, and his tail wasn't getting him anywhere... maybe if he used his wreath?The boil shook his head until the wreath fell off. Hopefully it would land around that elf... SPECIAL ATTACK! Even hit, odd miss. Total is damage done. HIT!HP: 17Damage: 6 Upon contact with the wreath the elf explodes and candy falls out. Huh? Don't ask questions just pick up your loot. HP: 0LOOT:
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 6:46 pm
These Elves...
They were crazy.
Corbin turned to the ghoul at his side, nodding at her words. Strategy was hard to formulate on the fly but, like in the forest, if they were all in a huge group they would get swarmed. It would probably be best to split up, at least for now. "Lets go," the Wraith urged and nodded toward one of the snow covered streets.
It was funny, he found, that not once had he managed to stick in a group with one specific person for long. All through this trip he constantly found and met new acquaintances; Seila, Livi, Braum and Hadiyya, now this ghoul. Now probably wasn't the time to exchange introductions but he planned on getting her name soon. For now, though, it was the time to flee as he heard the sound of candy canes snapping behind them and the smell of burning plastic following after relentlessly.
Someone had used their Wreath.
Occasionally his wings would flap as they ran, giving him a short boost of speed. This Monster was quick and it helped when the snow got knee deep. "Have a plan?" Probably not but neither did he. Winging it seemed to be a Halloween specialty or maybe just an Amityville one.
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 6:47 pm
Aksaja glanced over and snorted softly upon seeing some fish-looking student trying to fight an elf while his tongue was stuck to a pole. The dragon didn't quite know how that had happened but it looked pretty damn funny. The battle was over fairly quickly, though, and he turned toward the ghoul who had mumbled something about moving on.
If no one was going to heal him right now, they'd better start heading out. Sooner they got to Sandy's Workshop the sooner they could grab stuff and get out of this place. "She's right. Let's go." So saying, he followed the ghoul and Corbin as they started running - his own wings acting much like Corbin's did to give him little boosts of speed.
At the other's question, he shrugged. "Get there as fast as we can, grab stuff and leave. Kill anything that gets in the way."
(( edited XD ))
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 6:48 pm
Sepheran had stayed with the group and luckily hadn't been the first to get attacked this time, much to the basilisk's relief. There had been plenty of other attacks however, and Sepheran could only hope none would come after him.
[crappy entery post but there it is XD]
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 6:53 pm
In all honesty, Gabrian didn't need Alessa in order to walk. Johan's bell had done a fine job on him and while the boil didn't feel like he was at his best (not by far - he was still cold and feeling mildly pessimist about the outcome of the trip if he couldn't even handle a single snowman), he couldn't help but feel things were as peachy as demonly possible. At first, she'd begun by supporting a fair share of his weight as they trudged along, but he honestly hadn't had the heart to keep on leaning his weight on a ghoul that was fairing off worse than he was. So little by little, he's taken his weight off of her, hoping to be doing so as slowly as posible, so as not to alert her.
By the time the duo had reached Christmas town, he was supporting most of her weight as they walked, rather than the other way around. This was just as well with him, since after all... well, she was rather small in comparison to him. Not only that, but her side pressed up against him and her arm wrapped around his middle was doing a fair job at keeping him warm in the absense of, well, the rather giant serpent that had carried him through the forest, actually.
He did so hope she was fairing well. He also hoped Sin, Alcyone, Junko and the others were fine too, "I don't like 'the right way'," he drawled out as they entered the strange town, "It gives me the creeps. Oh, what I wouldn't do for a lovely full moon, and a nice hill looking over a pumpkin patch..." he let out a sigh, "At least we're not the first... not the last to arrive," when she looked up at him with worry in her eyes, the nix had to look away, making low noise in his throat that strangely resembled a groan.
Whyyyy was she looking at him like that. He really couldn't keep this charade going if she was going to look at him like that! "I have a confession to make," he finally said as he turned to face her, "I've been doing er.... relatively well since around half way here, but I've been selfishly enjoying your warmth, so I haven't pulled away," there, he'd said it. See? He was a big boil, "Johan's bell worked wonders, actually. I need to thank him properly later."
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 6:59 pm
"Sepheran!" Myr called out, noticing that the basilisk boy had made it through. "You make it in one piece?" He didn't look too injured but you never know.
He grinned at Eracs. "You're welcome to come over with me. I'm sure that Sepheran won't mind."
He made his way over to the basilisk, very glad to see him. "This is one seriously weird place. I think everyone's been attacked more here than we ever have been back in Halloween town." Of course, that might have had something to do with the fact that they were invading...
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 6:59 pm
More students were filtering in now - ah, Nukpana and Shehk had made it, and Luce barked once in greeting to the pricolici. Where were Jericho and Riley? It hadn't yet caught sight of Lucien and Israfel either. The plague doctor had been moving away from the entrance slowly, but it was loathe to go in too much further without the rest of the 'team' at least confirmed safe.
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 7:08 pm
Sepheran tilted his head hearing Myr call out his name. He smiled happily glad to see another person he knew. "For the most part I am. Had a few fights but still relativly in good shape I suppose," he answered. "How about yourself?" Sephy asked before hearing the comment about another coming over. It was true, he didn't mind at all so he didn't make any comment concerning that.
Hearing the comment about being attacked more then they had in Halloween town Sepheran nodded in agreement. It is surprising how much more violent these beings are...weren't they supposed to be JOYful?" Sepheran questioned. Well not like he knew anything about this Christmas place anyhow. Maybe they really were.
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 7:10 pm
Alessa blinked a few times at him, before looking away. "Oh...well, um..." She let her arm come away from his side as her brows furrowed a little. The tiny marks of frustration on her face didn't seem to be directed at him, though. "Well, that's alright." She should have known better, really, and instead it meant she had been giving him extra work the whole time. Great. Well, at least he hadn't be carrying her or anything.
She ducked out from under his arm, taking a few steps to he side with her hands clasped behind her back, feigning some enthusiasm. "Well, lets keep going and get through this Jack forsaken town. If we've gotten this far, we can definitely make it to Santa's Workshop, right?" She then spun around and rocked on her heels a bit, eying the town.
Pursing her lips she commented, "It...looks like a maze."
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 7:11 pm
Cyrilla watched as the candies rained down around where the elf had once stood. The dracolich decided to head down by Merope and skidded down the side of the small hill she'd been standing on. Sliding up next to her friend, she smirked and poked at the boil's maw gently.
"Having some technical difficulties Mer?" she chided, "Why don't you just bite through it? Should solve the issue, for the most part. Though you may be stuck with a piece of it attached to your tongue for awhile." her voice trailed off as she spoke, inspecting the size of the pole. His maw... should have been large enough to snap right through it! Be no different than chewing through gold or silver... okay well, this was likely a bit harder, but same idea.
"Well, least that stupid thing is gone. Good job with the wreath, by the way." she turned her head back to look again. "Hopefully that's the last of the problems."
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