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Pepzilla rolled 9 4-sided dice:
2, 2, 2, 3, 4, 3, 4, 4, 4
Total: 28 (9-36)
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 Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 11:38 am
One down one to-
"WATCH OUT!" Cried a freshly returned-to-human Bul as the scout brought the tree down on Sibyl. He tried to rush over in time but it wasn't of any use, it had already smacked the selkie girl so hard that if she had highlights in her hair they would be gone.
"Mei! Mei you gotta help her," he whined. They were all in bad shape after the scout pelted them again but the snot was the only first year around them. They had all been through much worse anyway.
Livid that the joy creatures would target a weaker student he snarled and SOMEHOW ONCE AGAIN managed to bring his fear up. By now that scout had to be tainted red instead of pink. Bul himself was even beginning to lose his own footing just a bit. It was like that cold medicine his mom had given him was straight up steroids.
HP: 9/40
Dmg: 13
Target: Scout
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nekoluch rolled 7 4-sided dice:
2, 1, 3, 4, 1, 4, 3
Total: 18 (7-28)
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 12:01 pm
!!! Levi was close enough to the joyous creatures to make a break for West as treezilla threatened to topple over him. They were all under so much tension as it was- she'd not let one of them take such beat-down if there was anything she could do about it. As with Mei, the white-haired ghoul moved to take action.
WEST!
It was an exchange of one pin for another; the tatzel hoped hers would at least hurt less. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, forcefully pushing him down with all her weight and rolling offside of the now fallen tree, tail coiling around them both protectively. Judging by the shattering sound it made on impact with the ground, it had been good judgement call on her part.
Good. That's at least one critter down.
Fingers clawing into the snowy floor, the dragon ghoul breathed heavily for a second while quickly unraveling her tail and rising off of the horned boil. Yer... yer good, right? Taking a knee to his side, her gaze panned back over to the others when the tree was lifted...
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...and used as a weapon by the pink bot against Sibyl. Levi's eyes just went wide in disbelief. If it wasn't one of them, it was another, it seemed. West was capable of taking hits and the tatzel had intended to help were help was needed; she missed the mark on the small ghoul. Hissing could be heard venting from between the ghoul's teeth. Jack dangit!... Yew-!!! With Bul giving the scout everything he had (and buckets full of snot), Levi rose up shakily and followed after the machine, feeling her FEAR stretch out like a heat radiating through her body and filling at her finger tips. This was something new for the ghoul; in natural form, her kin were known to wield a vicious pair of claws, but typically her fingers remained quite small in comparison in her school form.
As if to make herself more comfortable, she removed her skull pin. From this point, thirty-two feet of tatzelwurm filled what was once a gap of space between herself and her opponent.
Crouching, the tatzelwurm sprung up into the air and landed precisely on the back of the pink scout, hissing and growling with a mouth full of sharp teeth presenting themselves. Thrusting her claws into the joyful bot, her tail wound around the full form of it as she tried her best to keep it from moving along with Bul's sticky solution.
Her furr matted against the red goop, but digging in as best as she could manage, Levi aimed to keep the pink scout's mobility down. If she could keep constricted around it, hopefully they'd be able to finish the thing off before anyone else got hurt.
HP: 11/40
Damage: 16/2= 8 dmg
Target: Pink Scout
Note: Levi is in her natural form
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LividPeas rolled 8 4-sided dice:
3, 1, 2, 3, 2, 4, 2, 2
Total: 19 (8-32)
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 1:19 pm
s**t was getting insane! Thankfully, the tree had been brought down by their efforts. (thank Jack) But even in its death, it was a pain in the a**! When It fell, it landed right on top of West--or that's what would have happened, if it wasn't for Levi saving him in the nick of time!. Though, it wasn't but a moment later, that the pink scout wailed and hoisted the tree into the air, and brought it down upon the first year student, Sibyl.
Nodding to Bul, Mei rushed to the ghouls side. "s**t.." It didn't look good..it didn't look good at all. Forming a new crack in the palm of her hand, Mei allowed the blood to seep through the crack, and onto the ghoul's body. Whether or not the ghoul could be saved at this state of health was questionable.
"I've done what I can for her..I'm not sure if it will even work though. She's in bad condition.." They all were. Another hit like that, and they would all be screwed.
Medic + Success!
HP: 10/40
FEAR: Medic + (healed Sibyl by 16 if she is still able to be healed)
Target: Sibyl
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Smerdle rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 3
Total: 4 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 11:27 pm
The boil had no idea what hit him at first. Still dazed from the beating their opponents had delivered, West wasn't yet aware enough to save himself from the inevitable. What happens when a seal, a tatzel, a doll, and a half beast beat a tree into submission? Why it falls to the ground in a spiky mess of death, of course!
As the demon rose to his feet and noticed Treezilla's new existence as a devastating bat of devastation, his confused daze quickly bloomed into anger. West might have been thankful to Levi for saving him from unnecessary damage if he had been anyone else, but at the moment, her actions just made him feel even more ineffectual. He had barely made a dent in their enemies, he felt like crap, and now he was being saved by a ghoul. West seethed in silence, his selfishness and pride likely dooming them all.
HP: 10
Damage: 0
Target: Pink scout
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Dragain rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 4
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2011 11:40 am
 
Just as the robot looked like it was going to make a finishing blow by crashing everyone under the trunk of the fallen Treezilla, something small and red came flying towards the robot. There was a loud "SQUAWK!" as the something small and red came into contact with the glass dome of the robot; this was quickly followed by the sound of cracking glass.
"H-Home..." Came the weakened wail of the Pink Scout before the robot exploded with a loud BOOM, sending a shockwave towards the students, knocking them back together with tons of snow and glitter. By the time the students got up, the robot was gone - and there was a figure wearing a tattered grey cloak standing where the robot was, a Mighty perched on his shoulder.
"Jacking shaman owes me one now," It seemed like he had intended to mutter that, but ended up yelling it instead, like he was really upset about something, "Oi. You. Amity kids. Your stupid shaman teacher asked me to pass you this-" He tossed a wooden box at the nearest student, who happened to be West, "Said something about an invisible dog if you blow the whistle found inside correctly. Can't be better than my jacking awesome birds though."
Without saying anything else, he started to walk away, leaving the students to pick themselves up and look inside the box... Which contained a shiny silver whistle, like the figure had said. Near the box, there was a card that had been dropped by him as he was leaving the scene; part of it was too ruined to read, but most of it seemed pretty intact...Quote: ToT: Seet ing W th RageD n't j cki g call: 670-2810
Damage: 11 - 6 = 5 (Shockwave from the blast!)
OOC:
-> Quote me to use the whistle!
-> Only ONE person needs to rp blowing the whistle and quote me!
-> You may choose to exit the thread at this point if you wish, or stay to enjoy the benefits of what the whistle might bring!
-> As for the card, pick it up if you want, or just record down the number, if you want future plottings with Rage/ToTing. xD
-> HEY KING/PEPZILLA: Bul is now unconscious from using his FEAR too many times and being buried in the cold, cold snow. OuO]
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2011 12:58 pm
Bul's snot sure made it difficult to keep a good grasp on the goo-covered bot, so she was largely depending on her claws to keep-
the shockwave shot her backwards with the others. Had it not been for her rolling over the same snowy patch that held her skull pin, her peers may have found themselves under a mass of white furry snot-covered monster. Instead, she reverted back to her small student form and the skull pin stuck at her side. Magic. Her form shivered now, having come out of the adrenaline rush she'd been keeping high, and out of her fur-covered form which was much more comfortable for this weather. Levi just felt beat ...and glittery.
The cloaked figure- that was the one from the festival, right? The tatzel watched the events unfold between the pink scout and the ToTer who gave out some instruction and threw a box over to West. She was familiar with the invisible dogs of the mini pet professor from her examination; what would they do now that the battle was over?
What... She curled her tail around herself, holding onto her knees to keep the chill at bay. Whadda'ya s'ppose?
She tried to think about their professor and, well, the librarian's sudden appearance earlier. The faculty was sure acting oddly and with these critters around, it made Levi think there had to be something they knew about things. She kept watch on the box by West, also now noting there was a dropped card. Crawling over to it on tingling bare palms and knees, she picked up the ToTer's card and flickered it back and forth curiously. Sitting back where she was and curling again, Levi kept the card in her hand. There was a number on it and she read out the combination aloud.
If tha professor is tryin' ta tell us somethin'... I say use it.
HP: 6
Note: Levi is back in student form
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2011 1:44 pm
Despite being hit yet again, West managed to somehow stay upright as the rumbling result of the pink scout's demise threatened his balance. He looked up with mildly inappropriate disinterest as wave after wave of snow and glitter poured down upon them, making not only the pale tatzel barely visible, but the more brightly colored Mei, Bul and Seal as well. This was... um, it was gross. Way grosser than snot. Bleh.
It really was a blessing that the trick-or-treater showed up when he did, and not just because West was close to lashing out at the next being that looked at him funny. Yes, the angry guy from that boat trip had proven to be a very interesting distraction, but it also seemed he had information for them. And a box. West caught the thing more out of reflex than skill, and slid the lid open without waiting for anyone else's approval. He tipped the box toward Levi, listening as she read what was on the card. Sounded like a phone number. Well, he wasn't about to call the cloaked man back now, after all, he'd just left. Instead the boil shrugged and looked around for further consensus. Where had the rest of them gotten off to?
"Yeah, gues'so," he said, running a finger along the length of the whistle. Yup. Whistle. He looked over at the ghoul where she was curled on the ground, rolling his eyes as he pulled off his coat and tossed it at her without comment.
HP: 5
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2011 2:01 pm
Her brain was working overtime with questions while blankly staring at the box, still as jittery as a leaf. Agh-! Gasping at something trying to blanket over her in a flash, Levi's spine stood straight until she realized what it was. West's jacket. Grasping onto it, it took her a second to analyze where everything was before slipping into it and continuing to curl within.
Levi didn't say thank you; just accepted the offer.
Her eyes scanned over the shiny whistle West held up.
Mei? Bul? Sibyl?... What would they make of it?
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2011 2:34 pm
Being continuously pelted with snowballs was not in the dolls plans--none of this was. She had gone to the play to just relax for once. But nooo..Christmas had come and sought revenge or..something. What exactly was the point of all this anyways?
Wincing, she raised her arms to fend off the worst of the attack, hearing the odd crack here and there where snowballs landed hits on her. Never a break. Thankfully, all came to a halt when a small red bird swooped down and collided with the large robot.
Thrown off balance by the large shockwave, Mei shifted her weight she sat in upright position. The robot was gone, and in its place stood a cloaked figure with the red bird perched upon his shoulder. A ToTer was here? Er--was. Watching as he tossed the small box to West, she turned in search of Bul. "Where--" She began, standing to her feet, dusting most of the snow off of her. "--where is Bul?"
Glancing at the others, she then scanned the area for the halfbeast, only to find him buried in snow. "Bul!" Racing to his side, the doll began to dig him out. He was unconscious--perhaps from the shockwave..? Or his fear, or maybe even the fact he was cold blooded, and he might have very well froze? It was hard to tell at this point.
Pulling him out of the snow, she wrapped her arms around him, hugging him close. "Hang on Bul, I'll see that you get help."
Pulling off her hoodie, Mei draped it over Bul and looked back to the others whom were examining a whistle. "From what the ToTer said, it might come in handy." Might was the key word. She only hoped that whatever happened, it wouldn't bring more trouble. Aside from that, she was curious to see what would happen.
HP: 5
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2011 3:15 pm
As valiant of an effort as it was Bul had used up so much of his fear that he'd neglected to realize just how cold it was... and how much energy he DID NOT have left from the fight. As the Pink Scout fell so did he, missing all of the conversation with the cloaked TOTer. Bummer too, Bul did admire them.
If anything Bul was more in a nice sleepy place freezing himself into a coma so it was safe to say he just needed time more than anything else. Time and warm cozy doll ghouls @w@
HP: 3/40 (unconscious tho)
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Posted: Mon Dec 26, 2011 7:05 pm
Through the snow and glitter, West finally caught sight of Mei as she rushed to Bul's side. There was still that seal ghoul to deal with, but no matter what her vote turned out to be, the majority still wanted him to blow the stupid whistle. He sighed softly and shrugged to himself. If Professor Malcolm had sent it, it wasn't going to call some Hunter army, right? And it wasn't like they couldn't use some help. Bul wasn't moving, and West had no great desire to spend another Christmastival season carting a classmate through the snow. Without another thought, the demon raised the whistle to his lips and blew into it.
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Posted: Mon Dec 26, 2011 9:59 pm
The students waited.
And waited.
And waited.
Right when they probably thought that they had been trolled, there was the sound of bells coming from the distance. That was followed by a sled that was being pulled by... Nothing? On second glance, however, it was clear that there was something there, just that it was very much invisible - It was Vlad and a couple of invisible pups. They were even wearing reigndeer antlers.
Once the sled came to a stop, they would see:
-> Tons of scarves, of all colors and length. Smells a little like minipets.
-> Neatly folded patchwork blankets, although there was glitter and a bit of melting snow on the top on. Smells like minipets.
-> A tall stack of Styrofoam cups. Does not smell like minipets.
-> A big container, taking up most of the space of the sled, with the words "HOT CHOCOLATE" written in black above the nozzle. Does not smell like minipets. Thankfully.
There was also a note pinned to the sled:Quote: Put the whistle back in the box and throw it into the air. It's enchanted to go to someone else. Remember to put this note into the box! - This whistle will bring you some help from Vlad. Don't take everything! Pass the whistle on! - - Malcolm
-> Roll 2d20 and take the AVERAGE. That is the amount you had been HEALED. Everyone rolls for themselves!
-> OOCly tell someone from another group about the whistle.
-> ICly, have someone toss the whistle box into the air; it will literally make its way to the next person by falling on them and hitting them from above.
-> Tell them to quote me with a 'BOX HOT ME, NOW IMMA BLOWING THE WHISTLE' post.
-> They will get the HP bonus too.
-> This is like a chain letter. |D]Pepzilla Bul may wake up after some TLC!
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nekoluch rolled 2 20-sided dice:
17, 14
Total: 31 (2-40)
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Posted: Mon Dec 26, 2011 11:32 pm
Jack dangit Bul wasn't looking all that well. Mei tried her best but it looked like something more would be needed to raise to boil back up to his previous ferocity. It hadn't yet clued in to her that the boil was cold-blooded; definitely a good thing Mei was there.
Then West blew that whistle.
And?
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nothing.
Was it broken? eh... 'ere, lemme see that'a sec? While waiting, the tatzel leaned in and plucked the whistle out of West's hand, examining it for internal defects as if she would recognize them.
Nada. However- there was a sound of jingling before something did arrive. A sled? No, it was Professor Malcolm's Vlad and the other invisible pups from the exam along with a sled carrying scarves, blankets and hot chocolate for them to rest up with. They could surely use the energy boost and warmth. The whistle went into her pocket.
Wasting no time, She immediately took up some of the blankets and scarves, filling her arms after reading the Professor's note, and dropping to Bul's side with Mei. Now the wheels were turning- Bul = maybe like Lizzy = cold-blooded and doesn't do well in the cold. That explained a lot. Suddenly the note dinged like a bell- Looks like we ain't tha'only ones. Better get out them critters ta some 'other folk. She nodded to Mei, leaving the blankets and Bul's care to her while making her way back speedily to the sled. She filled enough cups for them and went around passing them to the others.
Levi took some more blankets and scarves off the sled for herself and the others, taking into consideration that these would have to last for other peers unseen as well. Alright- I think we're good with'ese. Taking a guess at where the heads of the invisible dogs were, she gave each a friendly pat of gratitude. They were some hard working critters. The tatzel ghoul wrapped a fluffy red scarf around her neck from her created pile and threw a blanket over her shoulders before shuffling through the snow back to the wrath demon who had the box. Dropping back down by him, she placed her hot chocolate cup in the snow, taking the whistle from her pocket and placing it inside the box with the note as instructed. With both hands and a sigh, she threw the box upward where it FLEW up and out.
Taking up her hot chocolate cup again, Levi curled her knees up and held the styrofoam container with both hands. Shifting her gaze to Sibyl and then to Mei, Levi assessed their positions before taking a sip of the hot chocolate. It trickled through her, warming her body and giving her a sense of considerable refreshment. Her ears flickered down as the ghoul puffed out hot air in relief. Surely West would drink the stuff too right? Professor Malcolm had offered it to them; it would at the very least warm them up. Funny. Drinkin' this makes me feel... She wriggled to cover her calves under the blanket. ... like I'm gettin' a second wind. Think tha professor...? More than your average hot chocolate?
And the scarves- they smelled funny... like when her candy corn treat, Sweets, was laying on her pillow for too long and she'd find need to wash it. Rustling into her top, Levi pulled out a tiny bag. From it, a few kernels of candy corn. Putting the bag back in its place (quickly quickly- so cold!), she crumbled the bits of candy and rubbed some of the bits into her scarf. Sniffling at it, the smell got a bit better; a little less like mini pet and a little more like home.
Then a familiar smirk came over Levi; you knew she was feeling better when she had a mind for smirking at things. The tatzel ghoul stood and padded over to the pile again, taking up a pink scarf, trotting back over to West and wrapping it around his neck before he had time to protest. Her hands rubbing against the fabric as she held and wound it likely allowing some of that candy corn smell to linger on it as well. Thar. Don't gimme any lip- just wear tha'darn thing! She watched and waited for his protesting, already thinking of what to say in retaliation. Was this her idea of something fun? Yes.
HP: 6 + 16 (rounded 15.5) = 22
Notes: Took anything that was needed from the sled! Passing the whistle to Team Awesome.
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2011 2:16 pm
Long after he pulled the cold metal whistle away from his lips, West kept it clenched in his fist, waiting for something to happen that didn't involve freezing or fighting. He wouldn't have turned away from an attack right now, if he was being honest, but the majority of their little group wasn't looking so hot, and he was quite sure they wouldn't make it through another assault. As much as a good fight would have put him in a better mood, his mostly questionable survival instincts were steering him toward "stay alive" at the moment.
The demon's thoughts served to distract him from the reality of their current situation long enough for his fingers to go slack, giving the tatzel ample opportunity to steal his whistle. Yes, it was his whistle now. The Rage Whistle. "Hey, why're y'takin' tha..." he began, trailing off when he realized that Levi didn't seem to be paying him all that much attention. He transferred his glare to the dogs instead, his expression losing much of its effectiveness almost immediately. He hardly blamed the animals for his whistleless state, and he kind of couldn't see them anyway, even with their festive antlers.
West took the hot chocolate he was offered without a word, then watched as his whistle was jammed in its box and...
His glower and the subtle twitching of his right eye spoke volumes as she twined the stupid scarf she had chosen around his neck. The color wasn't actually a problem, although he would have preferred a shade closer to man-pink, nor did he care about the fact that she'd assumed he wanted a scarf in the first place. No. All he wanted was his whistle.
Petulant party in 3... 2... 1...
"WHY'D Y'GO N' DO THAT FOR?" he shouted, loud enough to wake the dead. The snow and glitter muffled the sound, thankfully, but his volume could still hardly be considered pleasant.
HP: 5
Notes: West's hot chocolate is getting cold while he pouts.
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 5:24 pm
He had gotten really moody near the end of their fight too that time in the gym. This was another boilish tantrum brought on by her forcing the scarf on him, right? Apparently not, but Levi didn't realize that as of yet. YA LOOKIN' TA FREEZE THEM HORNS OFF? Not that his horns were anywhere near the scarf, really; it was the best she could muster on the spot. Levi glared at the wrath demon like icicles would dart out at him from her eyes as if to say you've got a smart mouth, boil. If yer that 'pinionated, reckon ya can't be too cold. But heck I'll give ya yer coat back if ya need it, boil. Want 'a heater n' fire while we're at it? I'll just whip 'em out'a nowhere fer ya. Yeah, she was getting smart with him alright. City boil.
She sipped her hot chocolate again, sighing at the warmth and energy it provided her, temporarily not paying attention to the boil. Looking back at West now, she noted the full cup. With a furrowed brow she nearly pouted herself. Ya know, fer someone so cold, ya ain't takin' tha most warmin' thing 'in tha professor's offerins. 'Least ya can do it try it if'it might help. She paused to take another sip herself. Levi had no clue about West's attachment to the now-airborne whistle. As far as she could tell, he was possibly going delirious again as per their battle. If it came down to it, she'd force the liquid into him as she would have the steak. Think them things'll come back? Heal up while you can.
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