Battle had broken out once more, and one of the leaders of the hunters had managed to slice Medea's strange orb in half. He didn't know what its purpose was, but it did seem fairly important. Shun also noticed that there was a great influx of fear in the air right now. It was empowering. Intoxicating almost. This was power, and it sparked that desire that had been lingering within him ever since he had fought the furnace king.
It was also time to test out this power, he felt.
Turning towards one of the hunters, the Reaper rushed forth, ready to try and stab him in the back.
Your Character's HP: 50 Fear/ Charges used: 9 // y3 SS // y2 Eye // y1 SS Bonus Battle Effect:2d12 Runic Items OR Artifacts used: 3x candycane // 3x red shard (going to use one) Damage / Healing / Defending done: 0
Oniongrump
Going to use one of the red shards so one more attack from shun incoming after this
Mahir HP: 27/40 Fear/ Charges used: 1/1 The Chill y2 Bonus Battle Effect: USED: Berserk mode, Medea's Blessing Runic Items OR Artifacts used: n/a Distortion: 1 charges Healing done: 13 Appearance: Mahir is a Famine Horseman Sage afflicted with insanity. He currently looks like this. FEAR: 9
Ravvlet
kurotomato
Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2012 8:55 pm
SPOTTED REMI
AJ was still not sure what was happening, but if he had got a second chance, he would treasure it. In the meanwhile, his brother woke up too and suddenly dragged him towards a certain direction. The amphisbaena boil had to dodge away the humans, horsemen and student on the way. His brother was dashing for something. After a while, he seemed found the target and paused promptly, the pulling was a bit hurt, but just a bit. Then, AJ watched as his brother opened widely his mouth and exclaiming "FOOOOOOOOOD!" It turned out it was too hungry and made out something wagging nearby which caught his attention. AJ was relieved that he stopped the second head before he snapped on Remi's tail. However, collision was unavoidable. The boil accidentally shoved Remi while he was attacking someone.
Your Character's HP:30/ 30 Fear/ Charges used: N/ A Bonus Battle Effect: N/ A Runic Items OR Artifacts used: 3x Peppermint Candycane (1 Used) Distortion used: N/ A Damage / Healing / Defending done: N/ A
TORGUS THE WAR HORSEMAN SHIN KICKER ATTACKING RYAN!
And then some HUMAN was approaching the sad, leaking object; the remains of their noble sparkly shining beautiful priest-Queen's hard work. With a really big rock.
He hissed, throwing himself at the boil bodily.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING IDIOT, DON'T BRING THAT OVER HERE, YOU COULD BREAK IT. MORE, ANYWAY."
Captain obvious to the rescue.
torgy
Your Character's HP: 11/40 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: 6 @ Ryan
There wasn't a moment of quiet here. And now there was something weird going on with the orb Medea had. It was.. probably a good thing to try and stop the horsemen right about now. Grimacing a bit, Deryk looked around, spotting one horsemen facing off against Mei. It was a little strange to see horsemen and halloween facing off, but he took this as an opportunity to try and help the student out while facing an evil.
And so he attempted to go stabby stabby.
Your Character's HP: 50 Fear/ Charges used: 0/3 0/2 Bonus Battle Effect: -2 evasion mod Runic Items OR Artifacts used: runic torch Damage / Healing / Defending done: 8
bloodlust dante
Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2012 8:59 pm
MIMSY is really just being a b***h to SHEHK
Some of them were doing something to that orb. Mimsy could distract only one.
<What are you DOING? Have those flemnigrims and chemicals ruined your mind?>
No, you have. She dropped Svensyl into the snow, wishing that she could just leave him there for an eternity. Glancing back to her silver-haired enemy, she tucked her hair under Kostya's loaned hat and lunged, trying to tackle her to the snow.
"Down."
Mimsy's HP: 25/40 Fear/ Charges used: 0/2 Bonus Battle Effect: Life Bonus - 2d8 for healing once Damage / Healing / Defending done: n/a
demon_pachabel
Nothing Yet Crew
Obsessive Stargazer
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Zoobey Artist
Magical Incubator
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2012 8:59 pm
A slow darkness seeped over the orb. Everything around it began to warp and twist, even as Allan shouted to Ryan in warning, even as Medea seemed to move towards it in slow motion -
- I have what you desire-
The empty room again. No fog this time. Just Ryan, the empty room, no crown, and himself.
The other Ryan looked back at his counterpart, a little annoyed. "Back so soon? I thought you were going to do your thing over there." He snorted. "Well, the crowns are gone, I don't really have anything to give you, unless-"
A single door pulled up in front of the other Ryan. It was a familiar door: the same door the once-trainee had used. A dormitory door. A Hunter dormitory door. "Well, if you're here," not-Ryan suggested, "Since you're here, even, why don't we take a tour." He pulled the door open.
*
-"Kat didn't make it." Muffled voices, the sound of rain. Fog, the familiar scent of the island. Stone markers on the ground, Kat's name. Hunters wearing white.
Ryan would feel a hand placed on his shoulders. A familiar face gazed back at him. "I'm sorry, Ryan. I'm sorry."
That was what it would boil down to each time. A simple sorry. Sorry wasn't enough to bring back the dead, to bring back the one, no two, no ten familiar names marked on the graves -
And then that hollow ringing. "I'm sorry." Sorry. Always sorry. "I couldn't save them."
*
"Oh wow," not-Ryan remarked, thoughtfully, closed the door with a small click, "Well, I guess all sorts of fun and happy times wait for you if you go back. That's what being a Hunter and all that jazz means right? Hugs and puppies for everyone?"
A second door appeared next to him now. "Hey look here, another door! Let's try this one instead."
*
- "No". The voice sounded like himself. Ryan, an older Ryan, wearing not white but a more formal, more practical light armour, plated in black ringlets, stepped forward. "I will deal with him myself, after all the grief he has given us."
The subject was pushed forward. It was odd to think that this was the man who had given so many of them when they were young so much grief. Now they simply looked old, shallow and sunken, a husk.
Ryan moved over, and grabbed the prisoner by their long, scraggly hair. "That's good, I want to see your face before you die."
The blow was swift, quick, Ryan's weapon making almost no sound. Just a splatter of red on the ground, and then the dull thunk of a body falling against a beautifully marbled throne. A familiar sight, a coat, fluttered to the ground, two crossed scythes. It was amazing that it had once been a subject of fear. How times had changed once one gained power.
Ryan sat back on his chair. Everything was complete.
*
"Well, that's a bit more promising," not-Ryan finished, crossing their arms. "I really like that ending, I mean there's blood, and more blood and some sort of revenge motive you've got going on there, and I love a good sword fight-"
- They turned back to look at the very much quite Ryan. "So what do you say? How about we make a little trade-off? I go over there-" He pointed to the door, the first door - "And you can come over here. Fair trade."
oniongrump
Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2012 9:05 pm
"This is.... absolutely mad." there was nothing else to be said. Jing was not going to waste anymore time on the hunter sympathetic. "Then i hope you two can get along quite well, especially when they destroy all the loved ones you care about like they did to my own." he declared in a huff. It might have been immature to puff his cheeks like Ying would, but it did feel like the most appropriate reaction.
"You've seen what they caused to happen to us, you'll be next on their list. Now i bid you and your... friend, adieu." It took a lot of strength to pull both his sister and himself away, but there were more important matters to deal with.
"Come sister, The orb needs us. I refuse to lay a hand on those that offered us shelter in our time of need." Even the artisan horseman had his own honor to uphold. Jing IS ATTACKING/ DEFENDING/ HEALING ()
LividPeas
chimarii
Kaiyumi
Your Character's HP: 38/40
Fear/ Charges used: 0/2 Bonus Battle Effect: horsemen are rolling 2d8-4, can activate their "mount" form and roll three turns of 2d12 - 6 used, Medea's Blessing used. Runic Items OR Artifacts used: N/A Distortion used: Fear collection: 1 Individuals attacking Jing: 1 MEI 2 3
Shehk rolled in the snow, snarling with irritation as she snapped at Mimsy's neck, only to get a mouth full of that shield, but she continued to gnash her teeth angrily.
A dark blot started radiating from the center of her chest, staining the wolf's fur, slowly revealing the glowing 'cracks' along the canid's sternum, branching out like a horrible tree, and quickly moving to consume all of the whiteness of the wolf.
Leaving her entirely black.
SHEHK HAS DISTORTED
Your Character's HP: 21/50 Fear/ Charges used:0/3 Bonus Battle Effect: -Distortion Charge (at 10) Distortion used: NA Damage done: 6
Shortly after Jake came Stormy, the greatsword held carefully before her as she surveyed the damage. Still fighting of course, but now with -
< < More Fear in the air. > > Thane was brimming with excitement and hunger. Unlike his wielder, he was very much leaning towards unleashing his "true power again".
It was her fault last time it didn't work.
"Careful," she murmured, remembering Sasha's words. Don't do any stupid things. Right. Defense wasn't stupid in this case, she hoped.
Mei was a little shocked to see one hunter step in to defend her, but was grateful for the aid. Smiling, she nodded at the comment. "Not at all."
Her gaze turned sharply towards the female, irritated. "Excuse me? You don't fight for my people! You fight for yourselves. What you take, is my people and corrupt my kind to further your goals in harming humans to gather fear for your selfish needs. You both say that the hunters will turn on us, what's to say that you won't in future. From what I gather, your kind seeks to rule over everything you find." She already knew the hunter's motives, but the horsemen.. they were sly bastards.
At the mention of the orb, the doll stiffened. What were they planning with that object?
Mei's HP: 50/50 FEAR used: 2/3 Battle Effect: none Runic Items OR Artifacts used: none Distortion used: none Damage done:
Bloodlust Dante
chimarii
Kaiyumi
Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2012 9:15 pm
There was that annoying buzzing in his pocket again. Growling something he dug around in his pocket, and pulled out his phone.
'you have 35 new text messages'
"...What the f-." He narrowed his eyes more out of wonder, and curiousity, and shear 'what the hell', at the messages. They were all from a certain person. All of them almost asking the same question.
He typed a reply back, telling Thackery that YES he was ok. He flipped his phone shut a second later, and just after it was back in his pocket...
"WOA-" He said, being barreled in to by someone. On instinct he turned around thinking it was a enemy...about to attack, he stopped his fist mid moment. Oh, definately not a hunter. The fox stared at the other boil curiously, before quirking an eyebrow up amused. "Hello to you too." He Grinned once more... before turning around back towards someone he really felt like biting, at the moment.
He blamed the fear and distortion.
He ran back towards Lex.
Your Character's HP: 27/40 Fear/ Charges used: Y2 fear used, Y1 unused Bonus Battle Effect: MEDEAS heal was used - Distortion adds +2 to DMG Runic Items OR Artifacts used: Distortion used: 5 charge Damage / Healing / Defending done: 3 FEAR collected: 30
His mount was growing tired, but Mengyao knew there was just enough time to take a few more shots. He raised the bow, gold eye flashing, and carefully chose three separate targets.
One.
The first arrow flew towards a dark haired male human.
Two.
The second arrow went to the young female one he stood beside.
Three.
The final arrow went to another, several feet away, this one male.
The horse gave a shrieking whinny, tossed it's head, and began fading. Mengyao slid neatly from its back and landed with a soft thud on the ground, absently brushing his fingers over the black thorns around his right wrist before making his way over to where Lifen stood.
Mahir HP: 27/40
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