Oh my gog. Thirty daywalkers. At least thirty. She clenched her teeth in anger, tucking her arms behind her back again and biting her lip before she slammed her foot into the nearest couple zombies and fully wrecked two of the zombies. Austri stepped back some. "C'mon chickens~ I wanna see you guys move!" Motivational speeches were her strong suit.
Caiden Banksy Acrlic Brushe HP: 14; Attack: 1D6+1; Power Adept Agility A, +2 to accuracy roll 2x Adept Def B (Nulify last damage 2x); YTMA training Discipline,
Caiden let out a nervous laugh as... 30 zombies came their way. He didnt like it one bit, but, he did have a little something up his sleeve for just this kind of thing. Caiden closed his eyes, focused on the ocean inside of himself. The calm waters swelling up, turning a soft looking sea into a monster wave, one that would make anyone freeze on the spot. With the zombies stunned, Caiden got a good hit in, managing to knock a few out of the game.
Advance 8 Using Power Adept Agility A, +2 to accuracy roll 26 Zombies left
"There's gotta be an easier way to deal with this." Deimos groaned, managing to take out two of the daywalkers when they drew too close to him. Since Mahmud was still hanging out in the back, he moved back to join him in case he froze up again. "You gonna be able to hit 'em?" If he wasn't, fine, Dei would take care of them for him.
Advancement: 8/21 Minibosses: 0/4
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Training Pins: Novice Agility [Cooldown 3/6] Tactics (training now)
Inventory: Trinket: Novice Offensive Type B - 1/1 uses
style A -2 damage taken, 3x per battle., used 0 times
Hair clips, Agility Type B (novice)
style B 2 2d6 hits with +1 to accuracy to each on this attack, 1x per battle* *roll 4d6, first two numbers are the 'hit or miss' determiners, second two are the damage done., used 0 times!
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Again, in the middle of a zombiefight, Mahmud found himself frozen in place and trembling. Now that it had been brought to his attention, he couldn't take his mind off of just what a hypocrite he was. Even if they weren't anymore, they had been a troll at one point Then he berated himself mentally for being so weak, for not being strong enough to push past this mental conflict.
All and all its very boring to look at, considering he just stood there frozen and shaking again. Poor guy just kept having anxiety problems.
"Fine... I'm fine I'm just fine..." Clearly he wasn't, because even the way he said that was gaspy and breathless.
: Austri was still reeling from the amount of zombies there were in the room. It was like they were hoardes upon hoardes, especially with the amount of them— Austri pursed her lips, adjusting the cuffs of her jacket. "Move back~!" She commanded, throwing a particularly powerful kick at the zombies in front of them and knocking out a bunch in one hit. Austri stretched her arms some, falling back into position. More fighting. They needed to defeat them all.
Caiden Banksy Acrlic Brushe HP: 14; Attack: 1D6+1; Power Adept Agility A, +2 to accuracy roll 2x Adept Def B (Nulify last damage 2x); YTMA training Discipline,
Another swing, another zombie down. Caiden had moved to switching the skateboard from hand to foot, and back to hand. It had a razor edge, one that could be used to slice through zombies weather swung like a sword, or ridden like a board. The brownblood had a lot of fun hopping from wall to floor to melee attack!
He didn't respond- or move to help. "C'mon Mahmud, a little help would be great!" He wasn't angry, just getting freaked out by how many daywalkers they were and how no one seemed to be landing particularly good hits to them. He swung his mace, taking out a few by knocking them into one another. He then finished them off with a few blows to the head before taking out another two. God, he was going to tire out before the end of this...
Advancement: 8/21 Minibosses: 0/4
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Training Pins: Novice Agility [Cooldown 3/6] Tactics (training now)
Inventory: Trinket: Novice Offensive Type B - 1/1 uses
style A -2 damage taken, 3x per battle., used 0 times
Hair clips, Agility Type B (novice)
style B 2 2d6 hits with +1 to accuracy to each on this attack, 1x per battle* *roll 4d6, first two numbers are the 'hit or miss' determiners, second two are the damage done., used 0 times!
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Well the good news is that Mahmud managed to gather enough nerve to fight off two of the zombies. Of course, that was because they came up to HIM first and tried to bite at him. So out of reflex, he stabbed them in the head. For some reason, head stuff just... was what he defaulted to. "G-got... got two of them!" he called out to the rest of the team. "I'm good! I'm good I'm good you good? I'm good! I hope you're good! Stay sharp guys!" There was more said but it was mostly ignorable.
Austri decided to take a breather. At the sight of Mahmud actually hitting something, the greenblood crossed her arms and cackles. "Hey, it's the first thing you've hit properly all night, so it's something at least~" Private Austri remarked, cackling to herself as she watched the other take down a very small amount of daywalkers. Austri rolled her eyes. "At least try a little harder! You suck, but like~ Trying never hurt any one~"
Caiden Banksy Acrlic Brushe HP: 13; Attack: 1D6+1; Power Adept Agility A, +2 to accuracy roll 2x Adept Def B (Nulify last damage 2x); YTMA training Discipline,
Mahmud's scared mumbelings were something that could be worked with. Caiden started saying "Hah!" and "Yah!" Making his attacks rhythmic with the mad ravings of Mahmud's wails, the sounds Deimos was making, and the gross words that were coming from Austri's mouth. It was almost music...
Dei had half a mind to snark at Mahmud again, but decided against it. Instead, he darted in toward the remaining six daywalkers. The first one he took down with a blow to the knee, topping it over toward the next five. They crashed to the ground and were easy enough to dispose of after that. Right...? Right. He looked back to the group. "If I never see a daywalker again it'll be too soon.".
Advancement: 8/21 Minibosses: 0/4
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Training Pins: Novice Agility [Cooldown 3/6] Tactics (training now)
Inventory: Trinket: Novice Offensive Type B - 1/1 uses
style A -2 damage taken, 3x per battle., used 0 times
Hair clips, Agility Type B (novice)
style B 2 2d6 hits with +1 to accuracy to each on this attack, 1x per battle* *roll 4d6, first two numbers are the 'hit or miss' determiners, second two are the damage done., used 0 times!
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"Hey, are you guys okay?!" He dashed over to Acrlic and Deimos to check on them, panting a little by the time he got there. Oh. And he guessed Austri too. Guess she could get checked on as well, though knowing her she'd be just ~fine~ on her own. "Lets get moving guy. The sooner we're done in here the sooner we can get the hell out." Others maybe were worried about this section's status and whatnot but at this rate, Mahmud was more concerned that he leave. All of his freak outs had been too embarrassing.
Austri was thankful for their finishing up of the zombies. She was not, however, thankful at the sight of a hoarde of more zombies, incoming. A small twinge of sadness hit her straight in the gut after seeing the orangeblood approach the others. A small part of her missed her girls. She hoped her sirens were doing well, and everything was going okay for Lorata. She still didn't trust Kursha, but Sarcel was there, so everything would be fine. She was certain.
She was, however, not certain about the 40 zombies incoming. Austri's hands clenched at her side. "We've got more incoming, no breaks~!"
Caiden Banksy Acrlic Brushe HP: 13; Attack: 1D6+1; Power Adept Agility A, +2 to accuracy roll 2x Adept Def B (Nulify last damage 2x); YTMA training Discipline,
It was a little harder to keep up the rhythmic beat when another... 40 plus zombies came around the corner, but that just meant he had to try a little harder. "And a one, and a two, and a three," Caiden whispered to himself as he then got onto his board, flipped it up into the air, and took it down on top of an undead's head.
"Oh <********> me." Deimos rolled his head back to stare at the ceiling overhead as if it would somehow destroy all 44 of the zombies coming right for them. Sadly, it did not. He had to take matters into his own hands, which he did. By slamming two of them as hard as he could with is mace. "Mahmud c'mon dude you gotta lend me a hand with this s**t."
Advancement: 9/21 Minibosses: 0/4
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Training Pins: Novice Agility [Cooldown 2/6] Tactics (training now)
Inventory: Trinket: Novice Offensive Type B - 1/1 uses
