He'd made it past one of those horrible mirrors, but soon found himself prey to another - it was like being sucked out to sea by a particularly nasty undertow: no choice, no escape...you just had to ride it out.
No matter how horrible it might be.
Far in th future, Mouth stood alone. His dark hair was streaked with grey and white, his lanky body heavily scarred and so thin as to appear skeletal; the healed knots of tissue were in places that seemed familiar somehow, almost as though he'd experienced this once before. But it was different too, instead of still-healing wounds there were ropy knots of scars...and he was older. Nahm was no where in sight, but to either side various members of his Clan stood with cold expressions.
The Elder - his grandfather - came forward and spoke, painful to hear and confirming everything he'd feared: this was that future...where he'd caused the death of his family, nearly destroyed the whole of his Clan. Apparently he'd been a prisoner for sometime and they had finally decided what to do with him.
"The War Criminal [RavenousDelirium] will be cast Out from Clan lands for all time. Should you be so foolish as to attempt returning, you will be put to death immediately - a far kinder thing than you did for your brother and the others." There was more, but Mouth didn't want to listen, couldn't bear it or bring himself to do it.
With a heart-broken cry he slashed at the mirror to destroy it. "No more!" Only to remember - as the glass shattered and another face - one not of his people - peered at him in surprise - that doing so meant he was going to slash at some poor b*****d that didn't deserve it.
Jackdammit.
AyeAvast
Your character attacks their character for 10 damage and shows this mirror prompt to them through the mirror! (sorreh)
CARD I ROLLED ON ROUND 2 HERE
My STATS
My character's username: RavenousDelirium My character's level: 33 Character's HP:40 30 Current party: -- Current Guild: -- Location: Red Queen's Castle Small IC description of character:
Tall, lightly muscled with glowing red eyes and dark grey, mottled skin, RavenousDelirium wears the black and white with gold-trim Royal Gryphon-class set though there are many patches and additional "accents" added to the basic set. His dark hair is long and thick, slightly waved from being pinned out of his face and his overly-wide mouth is rarely given to any emotion beyond scorn or smirk.
DrgnZOrd, Inoke, should have known by now that he wasn't the best at listening in situations such as this. While he knew that the other was worried, could understand why he was worried, he knew that he couldn't just sit there and play good until it was over.
What if something happened? He was a Moon Hunter. They were meant to be defensive and somehow, throughout all of this, he had forgotten that important lesson. He had been so focused on the game that he had forgotten their training, somehow staying blinded to it even after he had been handed a shield, of all things, as his final weapon.
He shifted slightly, glad that Inoke was distracted as he turned, trying to shift just enough to see if he could draw out his Pocket Card, determined to find a mute button. Instead he came face to face with another mirror...
The premonition was not one in which he was the star this time, although the setting and the scenery remained familiar. Another Hunter, good... At least it was something close to heart.
He followed the memory through to its end, eventually putting himself in the shoes of the Hunter he was seeing. It was his mission gone well. It was his exhausting, but satisfying trek home. It was his hot shower working out muscles still tense form a hard day out... And it was his beautiful partner waiting to soothe whatever else still ailed him.
It was a good memory; the sort of thing that he imagined anyone would want to be their last...
When the mirror began to crack he knew that was just what it was; his last. He had known from the moment the premonition had begun, from the second he had seen someone else's face instead of his own. Any mirror that had come with the thoughts of another had come with an attack and he just didn't have it in him to hold out against another.
His eyes were closed as the fist shattered through the glass, coming into solid contact with his jaw and forcing him back. Despite the spike of pain there was a smile on his face as he clung to the altered thought that maybe, just maybe that final premonition would be his. He would wake up from this dream, this nightmare, to find life waiting for him once more on the other side... A white coat with a crescent moon symbol hanging off the back of his chair, a weapon charm waiting for him with a nagging gryphon's voice... A home... Happiness.
As his body hit the ground his shield clattered to the floor beside him, still strapped to his arm after his last shield bashing charge. His eyes opened, trying to catch a glimpse of his attacker... To let him know it was okay, to thank him for sharing that glimpse of hope, that spark of passion, that touch of love, no matter how private and awkward it may have been upon realization. He looked for Inoke as the light began to fade, for Quinn, who he hadn't seen since the start of the raid.
His marionette form fell still as the magic of life left him, taking the light from his eyes and the last breath from his lips as he repeated softly the one part of the memory still with him: "You don't have to protect everyone all the time..." Hopefully Ino would listen.
[ Player HotTea42 has disconnected. ]
kalindara
HotTea42 does no return damage. HotTea42 has been disconnected.
MY STATS
My character's username: HotTea42 My character's level: 33 Character's Job Class: Insane Mad Hatter Current party: N/A Current Guild: Queen's Rangers - White Court Small IC description of character: Tall, pale and tattooed over scars. This brown dreaded Hatter seems as though he might be a little worse for wear, but he's almost always smiling except for when he's not. Character journal:BATTLE ENTRY LOG
Watching the scene unfold before her eyes her head tilted to the side why would the ghoul ever act like that. What could cause such actions. Julian...Reaching out her hand to touch him she felt the first p***k of glass
Scrambling back she raised her hands to her face shielding herself from the glass. Blinking a few times before smiling at the ghoul, "It's okay...I know you didn't mean it.."
Wincing again as another vision flitted across her mind and more glass shattered. She grabbed at the ghoul hugging her tightly,
"It...It's not real...I..."
She remembered the conversation the two had once, closing her eyes tightly she held tighter, "We'll be okay remember that...you have friends and loved ones..."
My Stats
My character's username: DarklingFox My character's level: 26 Character's HP: 40 Current party: - Current Guild:Temptation Location: White Queen Finale Small IC description of character: Female, wearing the white with pink fur dormouse jacket and the white with black/gray pants. No distinguishable marks to show her off as her true form except for her pendent and the pink tips in her hair. (in other words she doesn't have her tails or ears) Her hair is long flowing and white with the exceptions of the tips which are a deep pink. Her eyes are violet and flashing with curiosity. Character journal:here
Weapon
Barbed Lance
Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 8:46 pm
[ ROUND 2 REPLY TO SHADOWLORD15: HP 30 / 40 HP ]
Just pick up the phone, Feng wanted to say. Pick it up and text them. Call them. Make a date.
He couldn't blame them. He didn't have the balls to initiate a first date, let alone pick up the phone after years. He sighed.
He was caught up in his sadness for the boy when fists connected with his chest. He windmilled back in surprise, though it wasn't a particular painful blow. Still, he rubbed at his chest and bowed away from him. "Oh my god, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..."
... What had he even done?
chimarii
Whalelord's IC response AND no retaliation.
MY STATS
My character's username: Whalelord My character's level: 30 Character's HP: 40 Character's Job Class: Insane Mad Hatter Current party: --- Current Guild: --- Location: --- Small IC description of character: Dork Character journal:Here
DarkHeartedSorrow
Adorable Trash
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Aazhie generated a random number between
1 and 22 ...
11!
Aazhie
Greedy Wolf
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 8:48 pm
[ ROUND 2 - ??? HP / 40 HP ]
Bronze backed away in horror at the sight of another person behind the mirror, crashing into another mirror as he did so. "You wish to be a monster? I don't think anyone's asked for that..." the obscene thing chuckled, but reached out a hideous talon, bestowing on him the gift he had fervently wished for ever since he'd known the difference between he and his family... . This time, an awful mouth loomed at him, and he swung his arm around to ward it off, panting. The mirror shards bounced off of him, dazzling him with the bright reflections.
Nerpin
ARGH!! Attacking you bro, much sorry D8
CARD I ROLLED ON ROUND 2 HERE
MY STATS
My character's username: BronzeF3AR My character's level: 26 Character's HP: 40 Character's Job Class: Cheshire Cat Current party: NA. Current Guild: NA. Location: NA. Small IC description of character:Bronze has red lyre shape horns, Satyr-like goat legs with red hooves and a fluffy cat tail with black and red stripes. His ears are round and fuzzy like over floofy deer ears. He has sharp red claws and pale skin, wears a red and black outfit with goldenrod accents. Character journal:http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?page=1&t=24277711#363770667
Enoh Love generated a random number between
1 and 22 ...
16!
Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 8:53 pm
[ ROUND 2 - OrNot 10 / 40 HP ]
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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
Enoh Love
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Grifferie
Crew
Deus Sherry
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 9:00 pm
[ ROUND 2 REPLY TO BronzeF3AR : HP 30 / 40 HP ]
Waffle whirled again, still confused, still wanting to find her bearings. Too much happening, The visions, the mirrors, the Queen... She just needed to find--
An image filled her view, another mirror, but it was not HER she saw. The person in the image said things were fine, they smiled... and something about the vision seemed wrong. A lie? Or was she just assuming that because it came from a mirror. If she looked in the eyes of person there...
The mirror shattered, a figure coming at her. Claws ripped at her, and she had no time to dodge. "Ow!" She hissed, reeling back, instinct sending a her weapon in her attacker's direction, even as she stepped back. Distance, she needed some distance from the surprise attack.
Aazhie
-10 Damage Sorry! He startled her! ilu though <33
MY STATS
My character's username: Waffleberry My character's level: 67 Character's HP: 30/40 Character's Job Class: White Rabbit Herald Current party: -- Current Guild: Vicious Streak Location: where ever this is Small IC description of character: White rabbit with blonde hair~ red dress with white accessories. Super cute and happy. Character journal:Battle Log
Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 9:13 pm
[ Round 2 : Just RP ]
A semi-familiar face flashed by and America was treated to a future vision of Leslie. A Leslie comfortable in his skin, confident and competent even when surrounded by bloodshed and panic and pain of his patients. The mirror twisted away, and America dodged swiftly, knowing shared visions were often followed by attacks in their ******** up battle against their own potential futures.
As she moved, she ran into Leslie, and the look he gave him was not only relief at finding a friend again, but also one of speculative approval.
astrazilla
OOC
My character's username: Phoenix My character's level: 44 (exp: 75/100) Character's HP: 10/40 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character:
Tall and curvy with a proud bearing, Phoenix strides about in red and black Gryphon armour like it was designed just to swirl dramatically about her and emphasize how freaking majestic she is. From the name, to the cockscomb of a faux hawk, to vivid orange-red eyes, Phoenix's appearance announces: I bring the fire.
The sight of a face at the end of his weapon turned his heartache into guilt, and he quickly pulled away, stumbling back a step. "Sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you, it was the mirror, the mirror-"
He'd done it again. Every time he fought back, he hurt some innocent face, some shocked bystander who was standing at just the wrong place, at just the wrong time. He lowered the staff, his eyes filled with apology, and turned away. If she sought retribution, he knew he deserved it.
It was getting too hard to move, now.
Mimsy wanted children. It was a surprise, and a tragedy, because he truly thought she could have been spared that disappointment. She never seemed like the maternal type, and he never wanted to see another glimmer of hope shrivel up and die when a hunter was told that was impossible. He couldn't be the bearer of that news twice. The weight was too much to bear.
So he didn't. He grabbed on to the first distraction he could find - another vision, this one hers - and focused on that. Whatever it was, it had to be better than -
No, no. No. It was not.
He knew that - even though Mimsy's first vision had been a beautiful one, none of these were real. None of them told of a future that could happen, including this one. For once, he was glad for it. The moment she turned to him after shattering her mirror, his arms were around her. His hands were everywhere, all at once. His fingers were brushes against her skin - face - hair - arms - reminders that he was what was real, and nothing more.
But the question deserved an answer, even if she'd interrupted herself. And it was simpler than some of the other questions she'd asked him, so he was ready to answer it.
"Renee is the daughter of a senior hunter who died on a mission I was on. His daughter still believes he's out there, alive somewhere. She's a potential, and the Hunters watch her very carefully. I watch her very carefully." Too carefully, sometimes. His shame was evident in his expression.
"She's a good kid. Doesn't deserve the life that's coming for her. But until it does, I wanted her to be happy for as long as she could. You know? Every kid deserves that much."
Renee was one of the few things Robert was still proud of, despite how much he'd failed her. But he'd stay away, for her sake.
"I'm never going to leave you, Mimsy." He bent his head in, and held hers between his hands. His nose touched hers, and he commanded her gaze. "This is what's real. You and me, right now. Don't let these images trick you. They're not real. I am. And I love you."
One hand slid away from her cheek, slower than it should have. It lingered at her skin, but eventually fell to slide into her fingers. His hand engulfed hers, intertwining with demand.
"I ain't going nowhere."
Nothing Yet
poke mattix
Aazhie generated a random number between
1 and 22 ...
6!
Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 9:22 pm
GrnGriff
All is fair in tea & mirrors, I suppose? XD Who wants to get out of here alive, anyways?? <3 <3 <3
[ ROUND 2 - ??? HP / 30 HP ]
Bronze whirled around as something hit him hard, just before he fought back against the monster bent on devouring them all. He might have reacted to the sight of the mirror smashing into a thousand glittering fragments and the reveal of yet another player he'd hurt, except he was bleeding and he didn't know why... He didn't KNOW this body could bleed, as he hadn't been hurt this badly before... It had never seemed this real in previous levels and he reeled, running until he crashed into another mirror. and drifted into... Esteemed and aged, he was a prominent name, famous throughout the world for his teachings. Students hung onto his every word in lectures, hoping to gather any scrap of knowledge that might make them better fear-mongers, or even just give them en edge on the next tests... This was, quite possibly, everything he'd ever wanted out of his life, but it felt so hollow and empty. With all the peers, students and attention any demon could ask for, how was it that he felt so terribly alone...?. Dazed and panicked, he saw nothing in this mirror, and that might have been the worst of all. Was it showing his future, or simply what was inside him all along? He shoved it away, claws breaking through the brittle glass with a strength he didn't know he had.
iStoleYurVamps
NUUUU! ILU VAMPS DO NOT HATE ME 8D It is only an attack of loooove!! <3
CARD I ROLLED ON ROUND 2 HERE
MY STATS
My character's username: BronzeF3AR My character's level: 26 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Cheshire Cat Current party: NA. Current Guild: NA. Location: NA. Small IC description of character:Bronze has red lyre shape horns, Satyr-like goat legs with red hooves and a fluffy cat tail with black and red stripes. His ears are round and fuzzy like over floofy deer ears. He has sharp red claws and pale skin, wears a red and black outfit with goldenrod accents. Character journal:http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?page=1&t=24277711#363770667
Aazhie
Greedy Wolf
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Seiana_ZI
Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 9:29 pm
[ ROUND 2 REPLY TO CorvidaeCat & Sweetm00n & afroQueen: 10 HP / 40 HP ]
Biggie had a point ... what was with all these damn mirrors?
Were there scenes playing in these mirrors? The first one he saw in the mirrors was one of a brave warrior. She looked like a bird monster of some sort, maybe a harpy? She had a lot of adornments and she looked very proud of herself. That was good.
That was when he heard the cry, and someone crashed through the mirror at him. He didn't even think; Blightning's immediate gut response was to punch back, throwing his knuckle-weapons forward for an uppercut.
"Watch it!" Blightning snapped, moving immediately to a defensive position.
That was when he saw another vision playing. This one took him a little while longer to interpret. He recognized the setting, to some extent. It looked a lot like Halloween Town, so that was probably where she was. The woman seemed to be residing near Amityville, and she seemed to be very proud of herself. Her name was everywhere--in the history books, in the stories, in the stars, and everyone admired her.
Ah. She was the Mayor of Halloween Town, he was going to guess. That seemed important. He was going to guess this wasn't who she actually was right now, maybe these were visions of possible--
"JACK!" screamed Blightning, in irritation, when he found himself pierced again. It was immediately followed up with a punch to the face, again, unthinking. His arm was throbbing, unwilling to move fully considering the stiffness that he felt increasing throughout his entire body, but he didn't care. People were hitting him. Blightning was not one to stand there and take hits from other people.
He fought back.
Blightning was growing tired of mirrors, and so, even when he saw something that seemed familiar in them, he didn't really want to look. It seemed looking at these mirrors was what got him hurt, and he wasn't stupid. He wasn't going to keep staring at them. He did get tempted to peek out of the side of his eyes, though, and caught that she was holding what looked to be a diploma. Was that an Amityville diploma?
Piper Blacke. Her name. Right. It was probably important he know her actual -- what in Jack's name?!
Blightning was hit with a staff, and in turn, he punched back once again, a gut reaction beyond anything he would or could control. They kept hitting him, and he would keep hitting back. He was in pain, and he wasn't going to go down without a strong fight. His limbs ached and wanted to move less and less the more he moved his arms. Now his shoulder hurt, where he was stabbed with arrows. He was slashed with blades multiple times, and now he was hit with a staff. No matter how strong he liked to seem, he was starting to look ... weak.
"Don't look at the mirrors," snapped Blightning, at afroQueen. He then turned to BigIdeas and insisted, "You too."
And then he let out a rather annoyed hiss of pain.
Skye Starrfyre
RoyalBlightning retaliates for 10 HP!
amicableAggressor
RoyalBlightning retaliates for 10 HP!
Ol-j-man
Yes, even familiar faces get hit for 10 HP...
Smerdle
Biggie is safe though.
OOC
My character's username: RoyalBlightning My character's level: 44 Character's HP: 40 Current party: n/a Current Guild: n/a Location: Small IC description of character:
Tall, with dark skin and dark hair. His eyes glow faintly, and parts of his skin do in the same color, blue streaks and freckles throughout. He seems fairly athletic. He wears the clothing of the Insane Mad Hatter, but in bright blues and bright purples, looking distinctly mad indeed.
Walking limply through the waste of the battle, Boi hardly could focus. Nothing mattered right now. Only the grief consumed him, and his hatred for the queen.
Suddenly a mirror exploded. Instinctively he attacked back with his multi-tipped spear. A girl? Frowning, he only blinked and kept walking.
Face you Demons
Ahhh sorry D: He hit F3V34DR34M back for 10!
MY STATS
My character's username: BoiisonFIYAH My character's level: 57 Character's HP: 40 Character's Job Class: White Rabbit Herald Current party: Current Guild: Raiders of the Lost Ark Location: The End Small IC description of character: A tall, thin guy with orange-blonde hair in a pony, two large brown wings, in the red and orange Rabbit outfit with gray fluff. Character journal:here
Dragain generated a random number between
1 and 22 ...
7!
Dragain
Wealthy Lover
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 9:37 pm
[ ROUND 2 - 40 HP / 40 HP ]
It was a lovely wedding.
Black drapes and red flowers decorated the cathedral, and there was excited chattering up to the point where the music started playing. At the end of the aisle, a man stood, dressed in the classic black suit; shadows obscured his face, but she could see a smile on his lips as he waited patiently. At the other end of the aisle, a woman walked, slowly, towards him; it was obvious that she was the one who came up with the decorations for the cathedral, for they matched her black bridal veil, and deep red dress perfectly.
When she finally made it to the end, the man offered her a hand, helping her up to stand by him. The ceremony started and finished, and accompanied by the cheers of family and friends in the background, he lifted her veil, and...
... She saw herself.
As the her in the mirror leaned into the kiss, the image faded, and she found herself staring at the Queen... Just as well, for tears had started to flow down her cheeks, and she must not be a pretty sight to behold. Inhaling sharply, she raised her arm, and tried to slap the image of the Queen. As she did, the mirror shattered, and she spotted another player standing behind the mirror... Seconds before her slap landed on them.
"I'm..." She was too shocked to say anything for a few seconds, but when she did, she bowed her head, too ashamed to look at her in the eye, "I'M SO, SO SORRY!"
quite uneventful
Your character attacks their character for 10 damage and shows this mirror prompt to them through the mirror!
CARD I ROLLED ON ROUND 2 HERE
MY STATS
My character's username: iPink My character's level: 32 Character's HP: 40/40 Character's Job Class: Dormouse Current party: - Current Guild: Penumbra Location: Small IC description of character: A short character with light pink hair, tied up in low twintails that reaches her waist. Decked out in a light brown furry coat with matching dormouse ears, and grey/black/white clothing underneath... Now with added giant syringe. Character journal:Here
Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 9:39 pm
He only gave her a puzzled look, not understanding what she said at all. But... lotus eater... revenge? The latter seemed to ring some sort of bell, though a dull one. A very faint recollection of a dream within a dream.
Before he could ask any more, she ran off, leaving him even more confused. What the hell?
Face your demons
MY STATS
My character's username: sombra_mueca My character's level: 35 Character's HP: 40/40 Character's Job Class: Cheshire Wraith Current party: N/A Current Guild: N/A Location: Character journal:[x]
[A.V.]
Dangerous Hunter
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Natsuko-neko
Unstoppable OTP
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 9:40 pm
Byakko gave 00zingTea an apologetic smile. "I'm very sorry about that." He said, blushing faintly at his mistake. Truthfully it hadn't even occurred to him that someone could have been behind the mirror since he had been so focused on trying to hit the Queen. "Wont happen again." At least he hoped not.
Madness_insanity
Byakko looked over and spotted another mirror but it had it's back to him. It didn't look like it was doing very much. At least at first. He gave a yelp when another player hit him through the mirror and rubbed his arm where the hit connected. "Don't worry about it." He couldn't be mad at another player seeing how he had done the exact same thing just previously.
Rapidashtrainer
No damage <3
MY STATS
My character's username: Byakko My character's level: 42 Character's HP: 40 Character's Job Class: Cheshire Wraith, Red Ace of Hearts Current party: ... Current Guild: ... Location: Small IC description of character: Tan skin, red eyes, and green hair. He wears clothes of white with yellow accents, and has white cat ears and a white and gray striped cat tail. Also has long blue claws when he summons his attack cards in battle. Character journal:{X}
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