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 Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2014 2:19 pm
Shun had been standing by, watching. A few points were made which he could agree to. There was one point regarding that ancients however.
"The hunters tried to contain an ancient once. It blew up," he said flatly, recalling the incident with the Soul Harvestor back at the Haunted House. That time seemed so long ago now... Shaking his head, he soon narrowed his eye as Lan and Gene exchanged blows. The sight of it caused another sharp pang of hunger to run through him.
He closed his eye, holding himself back.
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2014 3:23 pm
“H..Hey Remi, great time for me to come back right?” he said with a twitch of a smile that had absolutely no humor in it. He glanced back to Aldira “So um, it’s kind of my fault she’s here.” He pointed at the ghoul and flushed. “Sorry.” he said almost a whisper at her, before licking his lips again anxiously. “It’s really not looking good is it… I thought it might be like that dream we just had, the…black door had some pretty important…stuff behind it. But this…” He glanced down at his arms and back up. “I’m… starving.” He shook his head again. His eyes glazed for a moment as he stared at Remi, he knew how well Remi HAD fit in his coils…. Which made him seem all the more, delicious. He shook his head vigorously as though he could clear out the thoughts of feasting on the fear that was keeping his schoolmates tangible. He glanced at her and then said quietly. “… I could… we’re looking like some of the least… I could give you what I have, it’s my fault.” His wings drooped and he folded his arms over his chest and worried again at his lip.
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2014 3:33 pm
The ghoul was being watched.
Hamika inched along the wall, giving the boil a side glance. He was definitely watching her. She judged the distance between them and figured she'd be fine to keep on trucking in her direction.
Which was hard. His knees looked so tasty and so munchable.
No Hamika, no eatting people's knees. You're better than that. Besides, that's not what is going to make you less hungry.
And she was ever so hungry.
The ghoul tried her best to stay with the general group (who looked like they were trying to find a way out), but every so often she glanced back at the boil staring at her.
She idly wondered if she could take him.
Maybe.
[ HP: 4 ]
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2014 3:40 pm
"Stop feeling sorry for yourself, and stop feeling sorry for me." Aldara snapped at Pachua, the words coming out a bit more harsh than she intended them to. On some level she appreciated the sentiment and she should have let him know that, but now was hardly the time. If they were going to make it out of this mess it would have to be as a unified front and not at the sacrifice of one another... Not this early in the game, at least. ... Or was it only early because she couldn't remember the rest? How long did it take for a denizen of Halloween to starve from lack of FEAR? "It's ok, Pachua. I'm not mad at you." She murmured softly after a moment, closing her eyes as she tried not to think of the hunger, and to keep a bit of the headache from blurred vision away. Shaking it off, she tilted her head to glance up above them. "Do you think either one of you is strong enough to give me a boost? I'd like to see what's in the rooms that are above us, if I can. It's too blurry to make out much of anything from down here..." [Stamina: 5 ]
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2014 3:56 pm
Idly he listened to the chatter, he heard the words ancient and hunter be tossed around, theories on how they got there. He had no idea. All he knew was that he was starving. and that ghoul looked delicious. Maybe he should just go right over and.... his flames flicked at the thought. It was unlike him to want to actively seek a physical confrontation. Clearly groups were forming. He should probably choose someone. He glanced around but didn't spot anyone. but he did watch the little fight between the horseman, (the one who had been shouting) and one of the other students. Should he go aid? If it got worst... it was easiest to cut along the divide that was already there. And there were far more students than them. Some were grabbing torches and he realized that it was fairly dark in there. Still he had his own light, which might paint a target on his back he realized. there would be no hiding here. If he decided to make his move, he would have to be sure. He was fairly certain his first target would only take a few hits before all her Fear was his though. He stared at her tracking her and felt another pang of hunger. He needed to make his move, whatever it was soon. the_scowling_cat Hello target. just watching for now. O.O
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2014 4:28 pm
When he awoke, it was to darkness, a chill that went straight to his bones, and an indescribable hunger. Consume. Mathias never typically felt hungry, eating only for the sake of eating, or for the thrill of the hunt. But this..this was different. This was an ache, a longing for the Fear that sustained him. He had never felt famished in such a way, and he could feel the Fear that made him beginning to dwindle. He was being held prisoner, but that was nothing compared to this. His head began to swim, and he regretted going through the door. There was a ringing in his ears, and all he could do was call out a single name, because that was the reason he had come here, and if he was being held then that must have meant his friend-maybe-more was being held captive to. "Jove?" He meant for it to be shouted, but it came out a hoarse whisper instead. He could feel himself falling. CLANG. The doors came open, and Mathias was still on his feet. He felt weak, still hungered, but he was no longer on the brink of dissipation as he had felt before. With a shaking breath, he straightened, and took the steps (with a slight spring in them) necessary to get him outside of his cell. The area was lit with torches, but even without them, his ability to see in the dark would have aided him just fine. It took him no time at all to pinpoint where a certain foxfire was, his growls cutting through all other sounds that Mathias was listening for. "Jove?" He said it again, louder this time, while looking towards the others as well, all unfamiliar faces...or feet, in this case, since Mathias refused to lift his gaze too high. Oh, wait, he knew those legs as well. Piper could wait, however. Mathias was leaving his cell completely and heading towards that growling sound he had heard, his ears flattening back against his head as he wondered at what was going on. 10
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a-disgruntled-dragon rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2014 4:32 pm
... hunger...
... need.... FEAR...
The zombie swayed. Her stomach ached and it was becoming unbarable. She steadied herself on the wall, eyes sweeping around the room until she found the boil from earlier.
Still staring.
Consume him. Before he consumes you.
With an surge of speed she closed the distance between them, and grabbed him by the arm with a death grip. Instantly, she felt his FEAR and drew upon it.
Oh....Jack... She swayed again. Not near enough. Not near enough indeed.
"I... need... more..." she whispered deathly quiet, staring him in the eyes.
More.
[ HP: 5 ]
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phantompanther13 rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2014 4:40 pm
She attacked him. Grabbed his arm and... No that was his. Very much his. He stared back at the ghoul. She was as hungry as he was. But he wasn't going to let this happen. The key was forgotten. He grabbed on to the undead ghoul and held her arm, heat and fire appearing in his hand, just a little, he needed to conserve as much as possible but the ghoul would not attack him again. If she survived this encounter. She was so weak. for a moment, just a moment he thought of Olivia. This ghoul was undead like here, and small and... Jack she was strong. But he was fire and she was zombie. Even if... this was a vision of Olivia swum before his eyes. "Back off." he warned. Jack he was hungry. Nevermind that he practically started this encounter. His wings spread reflexively trying to intimidate her down. Trying to keep in control. hp 11 the_scowling_cat You have exactly one chance to end this before he just burns you to a crisp. o3o run away. or battle to the death.
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2014 5:00 pm
The slap stung. Yet Even as Lan's face moved with the blow, he smile didn't fade as amusement blossomed in golden eyes. "Why do you catch wild birds then breed only the most tame, the most fat? When you catch the hunters-" she laughed, covering her mouth. The gladitory style fighting pits a missed amusement. She purred at Gene. "WE hunger. Yet we are rich in FEAR. Whole enough to survive, yet starved enough to devour the weak. Not everyone survives filly. Not everyone is meant to survive-" She strode towards the pair instigating their own scuffle, their own attempts to feed and devour. Her hand reached out, seeking FEAR and weakness. "The weak are prey for the stronger. This nature, be it by FEAR or other make. WE have been caught and we cannot find our source- so we must take what we can. What we need to survive. And once the most fit are found- They will be put to use." This was the method of horsemen. To capture, to harvest, to put hunter against hunter all that was left was the strongest, the most broken. The one who would give them ample FEAR as time would go on. This was why Lan had no hesitation to feed her own hungers. enoh love u r the only one lan would listen 2 im sorry otl Stamina: 15
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a-disgruntled-dragon rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2014 5:06 pm
... fire....
..Fire...
FIRE FIRE.
Liquid heat startled Hamika right out of her daze and she ripped her hand from the apparently flaming hot dragon. She went to run straight in the other direction when some hotshot woman with an attitude problem touched her and pulled FEAR from her.
Suddenly weak, she did the only thing logical and lashed out at the woman who'd attacked her.
Delicious.. so delicious... She fed and fed until she was to the level of hungry she was at when she'd woken.
Orange eyes trained on the horseman. "Well aren't you delicious..."
[ HP : 5 ]
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2014 5:19 pm
No, no, this couldn't be happening. Usually when Jove heard that familiar voice he couldn't help but wag his tail. This time he felt his heart sink. Why did Matty have to go through the door? He couldn't just... peacefully wait back at the school, maybe go for a nice run, do... wolpertinger things, until this FEAR-sapping mess was all figured out? Jove paced over to where his friend was currently staring at the floor, and grabbed him by the arm with an exasperated murmuring sound. Then he forcefully pulled Matty away from the chaos. He tugged the wolpertinger over to where Llyr sat miserably, and only then, with the two of them safely under his watch, did the pup start to settle down again.
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2014 5:23 pm
Honestly, as incompetent as she felt, Maple would have been more than happy to sort of stare up at the ceiling that Amrita had pointed up to. Maybe even poke them with her broom or something since she wasn't exactly tall enough to get up there (as risky as that sounded).
But then the others had to go on and start attacking one another. Of course Andrew was involved (Hecate, he was here?!) he seemed to invoke these sort of things upon himself, didn't he. The witch slunk backwards, her arms wrapping around her as she tensed up. Should she summon her broom? She should probably summon her broom.
She summoned her broom and gripped it tight and close.
While trying not to give in. (Really, she didn't think she stood a chance, she was weak and hungry...... but they had the option of making her not....)
hp: 10
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2014 5:25 pm
Chaos was breaking out as some of the others were turning upon one another. Shun stepped back, clenching his fists as he watched. A part of him felt as though he should intervene. He didn't. Quietly, he agreed with Lan. The weaker students weren't likely to make it out of this. Sacrifices were likely going to be made at some point if they wanted to get out of here.
He just didn't think it'd start happening so soon. It was taking a fair bit of self control right now to not be joining in and taking fear for himself.
He gritted his teeth, keeping out of it for now.
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2014 5:25 pm
"Sweet childe." Lan purred touching the zombie ghoul yet not feeding. "I am aged perfection, bred to kill, to raze nations and leave nothing untouched in my march. I see weakness before me. I see potential." Pulling away, Lan walked over to yet another weaker student, one who would feed her cravings. "I see prey." Rabbit. Soft and small and rich in flavor. She knew not his name, only that he was one of the weaker ones. One of the ones who were unlikely to survive. Jove and the handsome chained one were given no mind. Well, almost no mind. "Hello doggie, I hope you will be obedient as a good dog will." Stamina: 13
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phantompanther13 rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2014 5:28 pm
Someone, no the horse tried to swoop in and take his prey and there was the line. He would work with this. Fire in his hand, the zombie all but forgotten he reached out and grabbed the horse. "You are making yourself a target. There are far more of us than you." Fire did have a tendency to defeat most things. And he had no reason to hold back. Olivia wasn't here. hp: 10
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