After that last attack on the horsemen had been a complete failure on her half, the ex-hunter decided it was likely best to hang back like Jake had previously advised. Not that it made her feel any better about the situation. How long she would be able to sit idly by, she had no idea, but already she felt the urge to try and help out again.
Kat's HP: 30/30 (Thanks to being a Popsicle 8U) Charges used: unavailable Battle Effect: two 6 sided die for melee Runic Items OR Artifacts used: none Distortion used: none Damage done: not attacking Description: Now has short hair, currently dressed in a black robe and as well as Gale's scarf and Jake's sash to keep warm. (POSSIBLY AN ICICLE AT THIS POINT LOL)
Alexsnder was having a freaking hay day. His big hunter happy meal had stopped struggling, making it easy for him to continue clawing at what was remained, a sprawled form with no shield to protect him. His job done, he lurched unsteadily to his feet. Blood stained his fingers and smeared across his face.
And then something was screeching at him, stabbing, slashing, pain. He turned around to see the one hunter that he might have hated the most, and he instantly snarled at her, reaching up with two hands to shove her roughly away.
"Back off!" He growled, wavering on his feet slightly. "Unless you want to be next on the menu?" He smacked his lips at her, then smirked, glowering for all he was worth with his one visible eye.
ALEX IS ATTACKING OFELIA Alex's HP: 18 Fear/ Charges used: 0/3 Y1 BC, Y2 TF, Y3 HL Bonus Battle Effect: medeas gift-used Runic Items OR Artifacts used: 3 X candycanes-unused Distortion using 1 Damage done: 2 + 2 = 4
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MORT IS DEFENDING ALEX
Hunter down and he failed to get a real attack in. Mort wasn't very good at thinking either way, only grunting in response to Alex's hail and to the . . . hippo thing that took the guy down.
He did, however, have a moment of clarity when he heard a familiar voice snarling at Alex, and with dread he realized the damn one-eyed Hunter form before was here. Jack damn it. Now wasn't the time for a moral quandry.
Sending a glare the ghoul's way (why had she come to attack him right now of all times), he lunged to part them, Thor raised in defense of his zombro. "Forget her," he hissed to him. "Find Sophie. Find Bells. Grudge match later! Needs keep them safe first."
Melvin looked over as Cassandra appeared out of nowhere. "Thanks." He managed, letting her defend a moment while he used his own charge. Saliva was more than happy to get rid of it and keep her wielder alive.
Pointing the gun at his arm, he shot it with his charge, a bright, glowing white egg shooting and absorbing into his shield. Done, he breathed out. "I think I'm good to go now."
Your Character's HP: 15 + 11 = 26/40 Fear/ Charges used: 0/3 USED Bonus Battle Effect: - Runic Bandages Used - Runic Daggers Used Damage / Healing / Defending done:
Sorry Mort. That seemed to be the look Ofelia gave the purple zombie as she looked back at Alex, taking the attack from him without even remotely flinching. She'd come into this battle with a full shield and she was angry. Jerry was still behind and beneath her, the teen over his body to prevent anything else from happening to him, and although something inside told her to try and take him to the tent she knew if she left the battlefield something would be wrong.
So instead she raised her hands up and attacked again, getting past the defenses set up by Mort to protect his 'zombro' or whatever they were calling one another. She didn't strike at the purple one, only the white, and Rue sand praises of delight at all the FEAR she was tasting. She stepped back, her blades glistening with blood. "Ah've already taken yer eye once, do ya need me ta remove the other? Listen ta yer purple friend there an' leave."
Her attack had been merely in retallation, an effort to drive them both off. If he hit her again she would tear him apart with her bare hands.
redheaded, one-eyed hunter wielding a set of blades knuckledusters. loud, proud, oddly properly attired for the current temperature levels hates horsemen with a passion and unafraid to show it. slightly more biased towards students, perhaps
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He thought he could heal himself and scamper away uninjured? Ying wouldn't have it. She pulled back her bowstring, launching a flury of FEAR arrows at him.
Bullets fired at her FEAR shield, but Yin paid them no respects. She had a goal, and her determination was like thread through the eye of a needle. She would make this blond one pay.
Her distortion crystal, which sat atop her head, tied in her ponytail, glowed angrily, imbuing her with power. She would make them pay. All of them. But first the blond one.
Ying is attacking Melvin
Your Character's HP: 29/40 Fear used: 0/1 Bonus Battle Effect:beserk mode | medea's blessing Runic Items OR Artifacts used: n/a Distortion used: using 1 fear point Damage / Healing / Defending done: 10
The strange fury clouded Jing's mind, there was no large battle, only someone that need to get trampled. this cowering, quivering little foal was too much of an eyesore. The beast continued pounding his hooves on the shield, scraping away at the pale translucent barrier that kept his hoof away from its face.
Jing IS ATTACKING/ DEFENDING/ HEALING (Melvin)
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Your Character's HP: 25/40
Fear/ Charges used: 0/1 Bonus Battle Effect: horsemen are rolling 2d8-4, can activate their "mount" form and roll three turns of 2d12 - 6 Turn 2 Runic Items OR Artifacts used: N/A Distortion used: Fear collection: 3 Individuals attacking Jing: 1 OFELIA 2 3
As the other reality pealed away from her vision, and the true one set back in her sights.... there was one thing that carried over.
She was still crying.
Reaching a hand up she wiped at them, trying to rid herself of that vision and the now chilling wetness on her face. It was not real.. it was not real...
It felt so real.
This too felt real though. Was this the real world? Was this a dream? It felt just as real. Looking up, her eyes scanned the battlefield cafefully in time to catch sight of one of her friends whom really needed what defense she could gather at the moment.
"Kat." Ceres said willing herself to stand in front of her, watching out for anyone thinking about attacking the defenseless woman. Even if no one was attacking her now.. it did not mean they would never be.
CERES IS DEFENDING KAT Your Character's HP: 20/50 Fear/ Charges used: 1/3 Bonus Battle Effect: Defending +2 Runic Items OR Artifacts used: Runic Bandages (unused), Torch (unused) Damage / Healing / Defending done: 6
As the hunter before him fell, Torg issued a satisfied grunt. His form blurred again, and after a moment the brightly-feathered horseman stood over the prone body of his foe, hands on his hips.
The battle wasn't over though, and the zombie boil who'd helped take down the strange cylinder-toting hunter was being assaulted by yet another white-coated human. Hissing, he drew his machete. Torgus flapped his wings furiously, lifting himself a few feet off the ground. Letting out a strangled cry, he threw himself bodily at the red-haired woman.
"YIPPIE KI YAY-"
And with a sort of sickening crunch, he managed to somehow stab himself with his own dagger.
"...Motherducker," he managed weakly, crumpling to the snow in a pathetic heap.
torgy
Your Character's HP: 23 - 8.5 = 14.5/40 Fear/ Charges used: USING GAMBLER'S CHANCE NOW LOL oh god Bonus Battle Effect: + 1 Medea's Blessing: You can use your distortion crystal to heal yourself to full health one. This is applicable to initiates and horsemen. + Distortion crystal effect still works in battle, make sure to state it when you are using it. This is applicable to initiates and horsemen. + All damage modifiers for horsemen are -4 for the duration of this fight only. That means horsemen are rolling 2d8-4. + All horsemen can activate beserk mode for the duration of this fight/ rp only. They can activate their "mount" form and roll three turns of 2d12 - 6. They can only use this once. This is applicable only to horsemen. Runic Items OR Artifacts used: n/a Distortion used: -4 modifier Damage / Healing / Defending done: WHIFF LOL
Ofelia had been keeping an eye on the two zombies, totally ignoring the hippo-pig-pony thing, when something caught her attention. It was the hpp, coming at her, and the teen raised her hands in defense (of herself and Jerry) when suddenly it went down right in front of her. The redhead didn't know if she should feel relieved that whatever it was doing totally missed. . . .or bad for the thing because it clearly hurt itself.
Moving over towards it, or rather she decided she wasn't going to leave Jerry, Ofelia tied Rue to a bandage again and went with Rue .5's method of checking things out. The blades swung through the air, singing and slicing. Maybe that wasn't such a good method of checking, oops. "Errr, whatever."
redheaded, one-eyed hunter wielding a set of blades knuckledusters. loud, proud, oddly properly attired for the current temperature levels hates horsemen with a passion and unafraid to show it. slightly more biased towards students, perhaps
Twin axes slammed against Ceres as Nirva stepped towards her, summoning two more in her hands smiling wickedly. "You know, I think we have the wrong idea, we attack the warriors, like the red one. With the axe. We attack, the others come to heal. Perhaps. Perhaps we should kill the healers first?"
At the sound of the moon hunter's voice, Kat lifted her head to see that she was now standing in front of her, defending her. "T-thanks, Ceres." Poor Ceres didn't look to be fairing that much better, and now she was even having to protect her ontop of that.. Moving to step toward her, she paused when one horsemen moved to take a strike at Ceres. Forcing herself to move, Kat moved in, punching Nirva in the gut. "Lay off her!"
KAT IS ATTACKING NIRVA Kat's HP: 30/30 (Thanks to being a Popsicle 8U) Charges used: unavailable Battle Effect: two 6 sided die for melee Runic Items OR Artifacts used: none Distortion used: none Damage done: 4 Description: Now has short hair, currently dressed in a black robe and as well as Gale's scarf and Jake's sash to keep warm. (POSSIBLY AN ICICLE AT THIS POINT LOL)
"Mei," said Gale. He would have grasped her arm in greeting, but his only current usable hand was currently occupied holding his gun. He lifted it again, taking aim and firing off several more rounds at the same horseman - or rather, horsewoman. His attacks were not deterring her; she was still moving on Melvin.
Torgus grunted as the hunter sliced him up, rolling over from the force of the impact. With clumsy fingers he grasped for the golden skull that adorned his armor, reaching for the distortion crystal hidden inside it. After a moment he breathed a sigh of relief.
He snatched his machete out of the snow and stood slowly, a feral snarl painting his face. "Gonna take more than that to take down Torgus the Mighty, puny human!" He spat.
torgy
Your Character's HP: 40/40 Medea's Blessing Fear/ Charges used: all gone now bye bye fear Bonus Battle Effect: + 1 Medea's Blessing: You can use your distortion crystal to heal yourself to full health one. This is applicable to initiates and horsemen. + Distortion crystal effect still works in battle, make sure to state it when you are using it. This is applicable to initiates and horsemen. + All damage modifiers for horsemen are -4 for the duration of this fight only. That means horsemen are rolling 2d8-4. + All horsemen can activate beserk mode for the duration of this fight/ rp only. They can activate their "mount" form and roll three turns of 2d12 - 6. They can only use this once. This is applicable only to horsemen. Runic Items OR Artifacts used: n/a Distortion used: -4 modifier Damage / Healing / Defending done: Using Medea's Blessing
It was all he could do to keep the horsemen off of him, but he had to deal with the immediate dangers to him. A angry horse and another chipping and trampling his shield to the point it was hard to even stand.
Still, he needed to take one down and hope the other went away or was killed by someone else in the meantime.
Aiming his weapon, he fired at one of them. He could only hope he could make it.
Your Character's HP: 26-18= 8/40 Fear/ Charges used: 0/3 Bonus Battle Effect: - Runic Bandages Used - Runic Daggers Used Damage / Healing / Defending done: 8
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Your Character's HP: 15 + 11 = 26/40
