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Seussi generated a random number between
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13!
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 Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 10:59 am
[ ROUND 2 - 20 HP / 40 HP ] Another mirror was in his way, and while he was about to simply go around it, instead he found himself stopping, hesitating at the scene laid out before him. He was held, dangling by a set of chains, his arms high above his head and shackles around his wrists, in what appeared to be a prison cell. His feet were bound below him, his body stretched taught by the chains. He was shirtless, his skin glistening with blood and sweat, his chest criss-crossed with open wounds.
He was missing fingers. He was missing toes. He had not even a single eye left to see, as where his once lay there was only a ruin of red, blood trailing down his cheek.
His captors had given no reason for his capture. Had asked him no questions. Had simply tortured, and taken parts away from him. He had long since stopped asking them what they wanted, because the answer was always the same.
Fear and pain.
Horsemen. They were horsemen, and they did it, simply because they could. Disgusted, and shaking with renewed anger, he lifted his cleaver and slammed it through the mirror image, shattering it, driving through it. And straight into whoever was on the other side. Again. As if he hadn't learned anything at all from the first time. "s**t. s**t s**t, s**t!" he dropped his arm, pulled the cleaver back, and reached up to rub at his face. They were all going to kill themselves here. It was inevitable. astrazilla leslie for 10 dmg ahhhh ;; CARD I ROLLED ON ROUND 2 HERE OOC My character's username: adventuremaster My character's level: 27 Character's HP: 40 Character's Job Class: Sentry Caterpillar Current party: -- Current Guild: MATHEMATICAL!! Location: Red Castle Small IC description of character: short brown hair under a blue furry cloak with wings, 5'9", armored in blue, black eye patch with blue club symbol on the front over his right eye. Smirky. So smirky. Character journal: here
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a-disgruntled-dragon generated a random number between
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12!
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 11:02 am
[ ROUND 2 - 20 / 40 HP ] tw: abuse and general violence It was on of those mirrors again. She tensed and watched it unfold...
Someone she couldn't tell turned on her and slammed their fist into her face. She flew across the room and landed heavily. What... no! No stop it! But they kept coming and coming.
Then they started ripping limbs off of her. She screamed every time they ripped a limb off. It started with her toes and fingers - oh definitely the fingers first - then progressed to larger bones and sections of flesh. Soon, she was nothing but a torso and a head.
Then they took that from her as well.
All because she'd nommed that other boil's knees too buddy-buddy like.
Their face twisted into the Queen....
"STOP IT STOP IT I WANT TO GO HOME!" she cried, slashing at the mirror and the unfortunate soul behind it. She crumpled to the ground, face in her hands and sobbed.
Why. Why was she programmed to attack the Queen every time it showed up!? Why couldn't she, just once, not attack the Queen and the poor person behind the mirror?! WHY!? There wasn't any logic behind it, and they were killing each other.
Why couldn't she stop attacking the mirror?! She just wanted to stop and go home. Alive and in one piece. But that wasn't possible, now was it? She wasn't ever going home...
She waited, in her ball on the ground, for the rest of the blows.
Good for nothing zombie...
Bittiface We charge 10 HP for the view of this mirror! CARD I ROLLED ON ROUND 2 HERE MY STATS My character's username: Phymi My character's level: 40 Character's HP: 43 Character's Job Class: Cheshire Cat Wraith Current party: N/A Current Guild: N/A Location: White Castle Small IC description of character: On the shorter side, wearing a brown and white cheshire coat, blue scarf, and a tail. Cat ears and tail are both brown as well. She's got orange hair and orange eyes, and both knees. Very important. She sort of loves cheshire grins these days. Character journal: Here
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 11:03 am
[ ROUND 2 REPLY DrgnZ0rd/attemptedmurder - NomAllTheThings: 30 / 40 HP ] "I-i-it's okay!" Helmut stammered out in a way that suggested no, no it wasn't okay. The small Mad Hatter looked like she was about to cry, but it wasn't entirely from just DrgnZ0rd's attack; it was also, in part, due to stress. So much had happened in such a short amount of time she had simply panicked, and was now very close to waterworks.
"I-it was an a-accident a-and..." She sniffled, turning at the sound of her name; she saw Xavier there, his arm stretched out towards her. "A-are you okay...?" She asked her friend as she wiped her face on her sleeve, trying to distract herself from her own woes by checking up him instead.MY STATS  My character's username: NomAllTheThings My character's level: 37 Character's HP: 40 / 40 Character's Job Class: Insane Mad Hatter Current party: -- Current Guild: ?? Location: -- Small IC description of character: See image Character journal: Here
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 11:05 am
[ ROUND 2 REPLY TO SunnySideDown : HP 30 / 40 HP ] This fight was just so strange as a ton of mirrors come out of the ground, as this wasn't a fight that HotRocks didn't sigh up for. One of the mirrors caught her eyes that there was something playing in it and she stood there watching curiously. Watching she had gotten all confused as this didn't look like Halloween or at least not the one she was familiar with and she could see that it was one reaper reaching another on how to use there weapon, strange.. But then she had never seen reapers fight or a least not yet she thought to herself. But she was liking what she was seeing in this mirror as HotRocks could see herself maybe one day being like this large and in charge of those weaker than her. But she had been confused by the what she had said they were, 'sun division', HotRocks thought it just might be a reaper thing since she knew very little about them. Nothing would have gotten her ready for what happened next, with the shattering of glass rang in her ears to then to be hit by a fellow player with there mace. HotRocks eyes were wide with shock on what had just happened to her, that after the attack she staggered away unsure of what to do but HotRocks was just too shocked to attack back as she couldn't get her mind to choose one thing over another. But she was going to remember as she retreats away quickly. MY STATS My character's username: HotRocks My character's level: 30 (25 exp) Character's HP: 40 Character's Job Class: Royal Gryphon Current party: None Current Guild: None Location:Small IC description of character: Short dark red hair, black tail, red,a small pair of black/red wings and black claw padded feets wearing the red and blue Royal Gryphon clothing. Pink eyes with black Sclera. Character journal: Here
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 11:05 am
[ ROUND 2 REPLY TO RazerHead: 30 HP / 40 HP ] Everything had become insane, there were mirrors and memories everywhere. With tears still streaking his cheeks, Trex saw before him a beautiful scene, a mother and her children. It was a sort of happiness he could remember from his own childhood, and had been starkly absent as he grew up. Suddenly the mirror shattered before him, and he was attacked by the younger form of the mother. He couldn't pull away in time, he could only dart off once the blow had landed. xHuni Pi Look, you scared him off~ XD MY STATS My character's username: Trex2000 My character's level: 37 Character's HP: 40/40 Character's Job Class: Dormouse Doctor Current party: None Current Guild: Mathematical! Location: Small IC description of character: Trex2000 is a mid-height teen with dark hair, light eyes, and freckles, wearing the default dormouse outfit. He looks very confident, but he can be shaken out of it easily. Character journal: Here
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Grey Dragon generated a random number between
1 and 22 ...
21!
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 11:08 am
[ ROUND 2 - 30 HP / 40 HP ]Trex tried to get away, but was faced with a familiar image in front of him. It was his father. It was his father as he would be in several years, with greying hair and deeper wrinkles at the corners of his weary eyes. Or maybe his father looked like this already. When was the last time he actually looked at the other man? But this smiling person couldn't be his father, there were never smiles in his family after his mother died. The scene shifted, showing himself alongside, dark robes over his shoulders, and one of those silly graduation hats in one hand, a diploma in the other. He was smiling too, trying to fix his hair as the two of them walked side by side. Then his father turned and stopped him. "I am so proud of you," the man said, putting one hand on future-Oliver's shoulder. There was a moment of silence. "I never blamed you."Trex choked back a sob, what sort of future was that? How could his father say those words? When he could not even look at the boy for six years? How could he say it wasn't Oliver's fault? How could he say it was okay that it had been the child who had been there for is wife's last moments, and not himself? How could he say he was proud, when Oliver had grown up a living reminder of the woman his father had loved? The white queen appeared behind the mirror, knowing his thoughts as well as Trex knew his own. His father would never forgive him for living when his wife had died. "Stop!" He shouted, his vision clouded with tears. He slashed at the queen with the shadowy sword in his hands. Somewhere in amongst the chaos he heard his name called, his real name, and then someone grabbed his arm hard enough to make him cry out in fear. Whirling around he tried to push away from his assailant, stubby nails digging into the hand that held him. But when his teary eyes settled on who it was holding him still, he sobbed with relief at the familiar face. Kaiyumi Xiu, so sorry for the attacking! ;o; MY STATS My character's username: Trex2000 My character's level: 37 Character's HP: 40/40 Character's Job Class: Dormouse Doctor Current party: None Current Guild: Mathematical! Location: Small IC description of character: Trex2000 is a mid-height teen with dark hair, light eyes, and freckles, wearing the default dormouse outfit. He looks very confident, but he can be shaken out of it easily. Character journal: Here
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 11:08 am
[ Round 2 = HP 20/30 ]"No no, you sit still." He put a hand on Arlan'd shoulder to keep him on the ground. "No getting up, you're too hurt." Not that he was much better just as 'Land had said but that didn't matter. He didn't want Land getting KOed, leaving .. whatever was going to happen. He could just stay put and safe. Hoping that 'Land would listen he turned back to Natt and ... Am. He hadn't thought he'd see the scared doormouse again. "No no, please don't cry. I really didn't mean it. It was the mirrors. I didn't, I should have known someone was behind them. Am are you okay? I didn't hurt you too did I?" The last the he wanted was to be responsible for either of them getting KOed too.
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 11:21 am
[ ROUND 2 REPLY TO fouof: HP 20 / 40 HP ] Ok this was a little more normal to her than what she had seen in the last mirror but HotRocks now thought that all reapers were just so very strange and have all the strangeness to her, man being a lava dragon was so much more simpler than all of this HotRocks thought to herself as she continued to watch. Once more another mirror shattered and this time instead of getting smacked with a weapon as what HotRocks was thinking was coming but a spine squishing hug and that was confusing as hell. Wiping off her shocked face to look at the one still hugging her. "Well you jacking stop hugging me before I bash your brains in," HotRocks replied growling as she wasn't going to hit this person at all, if she ever found this person at school she would revenge prank them for sometime as she thought it would be a better revenge. Huni Pi Its alright and no damage, but so many pranks if HotRocks finds fouof. MY STATS My character's username: HotRocks My character's level: 30 (25 exp) Character's HP: 40 Character's Job Class: Royal Gryphon Current party: None Current Guild: None Location:Small IC description of character: Short dark red hair, black tail, red,a small pair of black/red wings and black claw padded feets wearing the red and blue Royal Gryphon clothing. Pink eyes with black Sclera. Character journal: Here
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naggeela generated a random number between
1 and 22 ...
2!
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 11:24 am
[ ROUND 2 - 20 HP / 40 HP ]HotRocks was unsure if she liked these mirrors or not as they had cool information in them but she didn't like being hit to see them As she wanted to hit the queen as that was why there were here for to kill her. Another mirror caught her attention but this time it was different then the last ones. --- Roaring in triumph as her last target had died. She could taste the power that she had now, the last piece to the puzzle was complete. She now had the power that she had craved for so long. It had taken her years long after graduating from Amity and using all of her minions she had gained there for them to find all of what she needed. Oh they all were going to benefit greatly now that she had all the power. All that was now left to do was to show other how powerful and scary she had now become. ---- The image fades and HotRocks see the white queen taunting her that she swing her steal ball on its chain. But as the mirror shatters it was already too late that she hits a fellow gamer instead of the white queen. "Opps" was all she said when the weapon smacked the other. CARD I ROLLED ON ROUND 2 HERE Pixie Krysta Ordreg Your character attacks their character for 10 damage and shows this mirror prompt to them through the mirror! MY STATS My character's username: HotRocks My character's level: 30 (25 exp) Character's HP: 40 Character's Job Class: Royal Gryphon Current party: None Current Guild: None Location:Small IC description of character: Short dark red hair, black tail, red,a small pair of black/red wings and black claw padded feets wearing the red and blue Royal Gryphon clothing. Pink eyes with black Sclera. Character journal: Here
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 11:50 am
[ ROUND 2 REPLY TO FROSTPAW and others - OrNot: 10 / 40 HP ] A third future memory that wasn't his own played before his eyes, one of a doomed future thanks to tradition; he could understand that. Having his fate sealed because of something as beyond his control as genetics. What he should have seen coming though, was the attack. It had happened two times prior, and yet, for some reason, he didn't think to get out of the way of whatever weapon he would be assaulted with.
Suddenly, he had a blade embedded in his shoulder, matching wounds with the dagger he had taken to the chest and the trident to his middle. He was simply doomed to be at the receiving end of these weapons, apparently.
"It...It's fine." He wheezed out, pulling himself backwards to get the blade out of him. He held onto his new wound in reflex, clutching his avatar as if it wounded him personally. At least this one had apologized to him. Hopefully they would understand his need to put distance between them, and eventually he moved away entirely, looking for a friendly face that wasn't on the safe end of a weapon.
"Abbi?" He called to the faceless and the mirrors, the memories and the pain. "Finn?" Nothing. "Oliver?" Not a thing. "Ian?" This time, he heard a scream; a painfully familiar one. He made his way towards it, and saw Ian there, dragging Oliver. "Let him go, Ian." Ripley's voice was low.
MY STATS My character's username: OrNot My character's level: 26 Character's HP: 30 / 30 Character's Job Class: White Rabbit Herald Current party: -- Current Guild: MATHEMATICAL! Location: Echos of Grief Small IC description of character: A white themed white rabbit. White hair. White ears. White fluff. Red vest, but otherwise, he can blend in with paper. Character journal: Here
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 11:52 am
[ ROUND 2 REPLY TO Gravity: HP 30 / 40 HP ] Lutz regarded the bits and pieces of the vision with a heavy heart, feeling a sense of personal longing at the contentment that he felt from it. Would he have had such a life had he still been alive? Instead, he had been thrust into the confusing world of Halloween, and then this damn place, and--
Shaking his thoughts away, he let out a heavy sigh and focused on the dream he had just witnessed. The boil wasn’t sure whose vision he had just viewed, but he could sympathize with the desire to live a happy, worry-free life—after all, that was all that he wanted too.Needless to say, the boil was a little more alarmed and aggravated upon suddenly being struck out at. That being said, he simply cast the other figure a brief glance before looking away, his tone faintly irritated but otherwise betraying a sort of hesitance that he was trying not to show. "Watch it next time." MY STATS My character's username: Puppetking My character's level: 37 Character's HP: 40/40 Current party: N/A Current Guild: White Rose Garrison Location:Small IC description of character: Puppetking is a tall, slender figure with a pale complexion and golden brown hair. He wears a black shirt and black and white striped pants, as well as a brown coat. He also possesses brown dormouse ears and a long, skinny tail. Character journal: Here
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naggeela generated a random number between
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5!
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 12:03 pm
[ ROUND 2 - 20 HP / 40 HP ] Now she was starting to hate these mirrors but at the same time she was liking them since they were showing her things that she really wanted, she felt a little bad for hitting another player but things like that happen she thought while looking into another mirror --- Sitting high above everyone in a throne of bones of those she had defeated that wouldn't accept her rule. Scies sit up there grinning so wide with all the people groveling at her feet. Adjusting her crown of gold as some of her minions came to her side to help her up and get business for the day started. "So what is in the plans for today?" she asked but no one really answered her. "Ah yes to make sure everyone obey my Ultimate figure of authority and crush those that appose me" ---- "No that is mine!" she yelled at the mirror right as the queen appeared into it. Swinging her steel ball and chain around smashing the mirror and once hitting another player had been behind the mirror. She had tried to pull the weapon back but it had been too late but oh well she thought what is done is done but still mad at the white queen. CARD I ROLLED ON ROUND 2 HERE Smerdle Your character attacks their character for 10 damage and shows this mirror prompt to them through the mirror! MY STATS My character's username: HotRocks My character's level: 30 (25 exp) Character's HP: 40 Character's Job Class: Royal Gryphon Current party: None Current Guild: None Location:Small IC description of character: Short dark red hair, black tail, red,a small pair of black/red wings and black claw padded feets wearing the red and blue Royal Gryphon clothing. Pink eyes with black Sclera. Character journal: Here
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 12:06 pm
[ ROUND 2 REPLY TO PuppetKing and Phymi: HP 10 / 40 HP ] Otto gave a snide glare to the one called Puppetking. His patience was wearing thin. Maybe that much was true for all of them. His encounter with that stranger fell away, falling before him another mirror. He witnessed the supposed future of someone he didn't know. It seemed as if they might have been from Halloween, as the gruesome scene seemed to portray. It was sickening and vile. If Otto were in his own body he might have thrown up. He wished and willed for it to end, and when it did, he was struck back by it's origin. He hissed, hold his arms as pain from various attacks began to throb at his fake puppet body. She hadn't meant to do it, even if she was the enemy. They were all victims here, and he had no desire to shed their blood. It was the Queen who needed to fall. x_the_scowling_cat We accept the charges, and charge no interest back <3 No Damage~ x_Kaiyumi u get an otto glare, puppet boi MY STATS My character's username: Gravity My character's level: 28 Character's HP: 10 Character's Job Class: White Rabbit Herald Current party: Current Guild: Vicious Rabbit Location: Small IC description of character: VisualCharacter journal: HERE
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Enoh Love generated a random number between
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5!
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 12:10 pm
[ ROUND 2 - OrNot 10 / 40 HP ] He had it all. The island was in his control, and the Hunters both old and new looked towards him for guidance. He ran it with the same iron fist as his predecessor; and it came as no shock to him when they revolted. The uprising happened in nearly the same way as it had before, and his pride had kept him from seeing it happen until it was too late.
He was holed up in his office, and the door was seconds away from giving out. This would be his final stand, and he had chose it for a reason; the door was narrow, and only a few could get in at a time. He could handle them then. It would be no problem.
As he waited for his final stand he realized that this was fate. This was what happened when someone like him ended up in the spotlight at all, let alone a spotlight with power. It would never have ended any other way...
There was a horrific crash as she door caved in and Ripley's chance changed, his grip tightening on his sword as he rose to meet the first of many attackers.
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The chained sickle swung angrily, shattering the glass that housed the laughing image of the Queen. When the shards fell and the damage was done, Ripley - rather, OrNot - realized that the sickle was embedded into someone he didn't recognize.
"...Sorry." He apologized quietly, pulling on the weapon's chain in order to rip the sickle from her.
MY STATS My character's username: OrNot My character's level: 26 Character's HP: 30 / 30 Character's Job Class: White Rabbit Herald Current party: -- Current Guild: MATHEMATICAL! Location: Echos of Grief Small IC description of character: A white themed white rabbit. White hair. White ears. White fluff. Red vest, but otherwise, he can blend in with paper. Character journal: Here
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Baneful generated a random number between
1 and 22 ...
22!
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 12:29 pm
She had told him in no uncertain terms that he was wrong, that he would never amount to anything, that he would never be as good as her, let alone better.
And yet here he was. There was a double page spread of him in Hornz and she had been pushed to the back page, yesterday's news. Everyone wanted a piece of him and the fact that only the most elite individuals could afford him made him even more wanted. He'd started to make them negotiate with his agent rather than him too, make them jump hoops, make them work for it.
And she was furious, he could feel it radiating from her like licking flames. He looked up over his glasses at her.
"Well I suppose that I should thank you for getting me here." he said. "If you had never told me that I couldn't do it, I would never have tried quite so hard." he drummed long manicured claws on the heavy ebony table and she glared.
"You told me I was worthless" he said, pointed and accusatory. "Take it back and I might not grind you into the dirt,"
He stared at her and he felt her mood shift, felt her buckle and submit.
"I was wrong." she said through gritted fangs. "You turned out fine."
He smiled graciously. "That wasn't so hard was it? I'll see what I can do to get you off the back pages and back alongside me."
HP: 40/40
Its Zar
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