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 Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 9:42 am
Her laughter instantly stopped when she heard someone give her an order - if it was a reasonable one, she would have followed it without question. Mainly because even she understood that teamwork is important here - it was the reason why she had tried to group up with a few of her fellow Betas (even though she had intended to use most of them as meat shields) after leaving the safety of their tent. However...
"Don't be stupid," She turned to look at Beta Twelve; she had appreciated the girl's efforts to help before, but she must be stupid to not realize something very important, "Two on one? There's 12 of us and 13 of them. Tell me, do you think we'll be able to carry that out?" She figured this out because there were 12 first aid kits in their tent, and she had attacked a 'E-13' earlier... Meaning they must have more members than them.
"... And seriously, just give help to whoever you see need it," She frowned with a shrug, "They have more than us; teaming up will just end up with us having a two on two - heh, one pair on one pair - battle... Its a stupid strategy."
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 9:59 am
B12 turned on B7 as soon as she finished speaking, her weapon held at a dangerous angle towards her. "Then what do you suggest then!?" She roared as she waited for E8 to make its move.
"We must do something, or as you so wonderfully put it, there are more than them than us. We have to make a choice; you want us to gang up on just one of them? Tear them to shreds? You obviously trained in such things!" she screeched. The pressure was getting to her. She was quickly realising she wasn't cut out for this. Why would she join this mission? All she knew is that she wanted to survive and she would do that anyway she could and right now she needed her team well and healthy.
"Am all ears Bee-Seven!"
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Ririka rolled 2 4-sided dice:
1, 4
Total: 5 (2-8)
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High-functioning Hellraiser
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 10:01 am
Kuro-Mizuki He had been momentarily distracted from his internal musings by the sound of some screeching, a shot, and then all hell had broken loose. Instead of joining in, Beta Five had merely stood off to the side, tapping the side of his face absently with the handgun he had removed, yet again, from his pocket.
I really should quit taking this in and out, he thought to himself. But if I'm going to survive, I think it best to keep it out, rather than in.
"Can I help you as long as you are going to stand there staring?"
Beta Five raised his eyes, sliding his glance to the side to E-8. "Hmmm?" he said absently, lifting a brow, though he knew the other could not see the gesture. "I'm not entirely certain.
"Or," Beta Five continued thoughtfully, tugging the gloves on his hands more securely around his fingers. "Perhaps you can."
He raised the gun, directing it towards E-8. "I'm really rather sorry about this," Beta Five said apologetically. "I don't like to resort to dirty methods such as these, but I do rather want that pendant, and it is every man for himself, like you said, is it not?"
Luckily (or unluckily?) Beta Five's shot went far and wide, since he did not have the greatest aim. He glanced down at the gun, as if to say Now, why would you go and do a thing like that and miss? and then sighed, shrugging his shoulders.
"Well, damn," Five said, lifting his eyes to E-8. "That was somewhat less dramatic than I had hoped it would be."
[ B5 is attacking E8
Weapon: Handgun
Damage to E8: 0. YOU FAIL, BETA FIVE.
B5 HP: 30 ]
You know the whole scene where a character's life flashes before his eyes just before he has the face the music that death was catching up with him and this might be his moment? Yeah, that's pretty hard to do when one has no memory to remember in the first place...
Lucky for E8 though he didn't have to deal with any bullets to the body. Instead, he just stood there with a raised brow as bullets wised by him and hit the objects behind him and off to the side.
'Looks like someone either needs some good target practice, more depth perception, or they haven't talked to their inner gamer in a while...'
"Yeah, I did say that didn't I?" he said with a smirk as he gripped his dagger and moved towards Beta 5.
"However, I also said I plan on protecting my team and doing what I can to make sure we all make it out alive, with or without that pen... Oh God.."
Blinking behind his mask he watched as E5 came bursting out of no where.
Not paying much mind to his team member's talk, E8 took his chance and ran towards the enemy member [B5], dagger positioned for an attack while he could take it.
He didn't know which was worse, his heart pumping with so much adrenaline and excitement that it felt like it was going to pump out of his chest, or his stomach churning with nausea at the sight and sound of the stab. No time to think of that now.
Ripping his dagger away, E8 quickly moved back, his eyes wide as he registered what he just did.
'....So this is what I will be doing until he either make it out of here or die...'
E8 is attacking B5
Weapon: Dagger
Damage to B5: 3 [1 + 4 = 5/2 = 2.5. Round up]
B5 HP: 30 ]
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 10:17 am
"Its called helping where it is needed," She rolled her eyes at Beta Twelve, her good mood vanishing as she let out an exasperated sigh; just as things were getting sort of amusing! She pointed at E-13 and E-10 with her dagger, "For example, I attacked E-13, and Beta Four helped by attacking E-10, who was with my target. That way, I don't get ganged up on since they were standing close to each other. You want to pair up? Fine, just don't waste all your energy on a single target when there are so many of them."
Ugh, why was she even explaining?
"Look, I want us to win as much as you do," She sighed again, scowling beneath her gas mask, "You have balls - but giving our strategy out to the enemy by shouting it out? Not gonna help. So I shall stop explaining now, and you just help whoever needs it... Seems like you're doing well with it anyway."
Another shrug, and Beta Seven turned away to look at the two guys (she probably has more balls than them together, but whatever) that were with her, "Beta Four, Six... You understand, right? Aim for the pink dudes, especially if they're trying to gang up on one of us."
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natsu rolled 1 8-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-8)
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 10:48 am
JetAlmeara Muffinsbaby Natsube [E-Two entering from Epsilon Base Camp
E-Two is ATTACKING]Everyone had already left the tent, and E-Two was happy enough to wait back. He really did not want to have someone surprise him, behind him; so he was a little twitchy, that's ok, right? His phone buzzed just as he entered the first part of the cornfields, one of his teammates still in view in front of him-- the message was at least less frustrating than the first. And then the fog rolled in, and E-Two sprinted to catch up-- he wasn't about to be left behind. Arriving where the rest of the team was, it was suddenly less about protecting his own skin and now entirely about taking the giant crazy creature down. [Weapon: Mace/Club Damage Done to Self: 1 Damage Done to Boss ???: 0 HP: 29] [B-8 is ATTACKING E-2] He heard the words of the horse, and then also the words of his team mates, and his mind instantly began analysing. He'd be damned if him and at least one other of his team mates, preferably 1 or 3, as they seemed the most capable of them all, weren't there at the end to survive it all. " Deal," was all he said to 3 with a nod of his head. On the advice to his team, he picked his target, picking one he deemed easily beatable. ' ONE OF US IS GETTING THAT PENDANT, DAMNIT~!!!!!' Was his thought as he strode over to E-2 and swung out with his fist. And damn, he missed the little bugger. This damned suit made it hard to move around, but he'd get the hang of it, and soon. [Weapon - Fists Damage done to E-2 - 0 (Miss) HP - 25] For Beta Team: My AIM is wickedmuffins101 (or whatever, haven't gotten the hang of it yet >.<) for anyone that wants to talk stradegy, I already know Eight would like to team up with the members he deems 'strong' (For now its Three and One)Good - at least she wasn't alone in this and Eight didn't seem to be wasting any time at all - when he swung out at one of the pink clad people Three was right there with him, striking out with her stake as quickly as she could. They'd whittle down these pink jerks - she was pretty sure they had been spying on her outside the tent earlier anyways and in this type of situation well...they didn't seem to have much of a choice except sit there and die - or take some initiative. Three was going to take some initiative. [Weapon - Stake
Damage done - 2
HP - 30]The creature had been sort of uppity, with his talk of them on their knees. It was a bit shocking to think that whoever he had once been had chosen this, if the dream was to be trusted. E-Two frankly trusted very little at this point, maybe his teammates. Maybe. Suddenly attacked from two flanks, E-Two was thankful that the first attack missed-- and then the second did too. What the hell? It seemed like everyone was missing just as often as they hit-- frankly, it seemed that none of them had more training than anyone else, and that came as a surprise. He hated being caught by surprise. [Weapon - Club/Mace
Damage done to B-Three- 6
Personal HP - 29]
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 11:18 am
DEER IN HEADLIGHTS. That was pretty much what was going through Before's mind. With him being the deer and the headlights being the two very forceful female Betas. Okay not really IN headlights but he has that wide-eyed, oh-s**t-what-do-I-do look of utter distress on his face. While the mask may be hiding his expression, his body language was screaming out how NOT HAPPY he is with the arguing.
"C-come on, Boss, you should cool it a bit. Don't wanna draw the Pink-Es' attention, do ya?" Before whined, trying to pull Beta 7 away while at the same time keeping his eyes on Beta 12, "Hey, um, Vitamins? M-maybe just waiting for them to fire back is a better idea than, uh, willy-nilly firing?" Right. Like he'd done SUCH a good job at taking his own advice, Mister Hairpin Trigger. (OH GOD DON'T REMIND ME, BRAIN, I AM STILL WTF-ING OVER THAT!)
Seeing his other teammates attacked (even from a distance) was putting Beta Four on edge. Well, even more on edge than he already was, and HE WAS PANICKING LIKE NOBODY'S BUSINESS! "Oh God, oh God, oh God, WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!" he shrieked.
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 11:19 am
Beta Six, or Bix as he was now being called, noted to himself that if he lived through this crappy experience he should definitely work out more. Even the playful slaps of theBoss seemed to almost knock him over. He did sport a wry grin under his mask though. All that balls stuff was pretty funny.
And now he was back to feeling uneasy AND inadequate. The girls seemed to be having a b***h fest. "Girls!! Please..?" He ducked again when he heard more violence amongst the teams though none of it was directed at him. He and Before seemed to be looked down upon by their team but maybe that would be to their benefit. Maybe they could slide in under the radar....
"Pink is bad. Pink is bad." He started a chant, loud enough for the closest few team mates near him to hear but still rather like a mumble. He was sweating again, from activity and nerves, so all he had right now was his chant. "Pink is bad. Pink is bad."
He grabbed Before by the arm, feeling worse for the panicking boy than he did for himself. "C'mon Four. Pink is Bad. PINK IS BAD."
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Dragain rolled 2 4-sided dice:
1, 4
Total: 5 (2-8)
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 11:21 am
LP "..." E-Seven stared at the horse, the talking horse. Lofting a brow before looking around. "The hell.... is someone playing a trick?" He asked before shaking his head. Okay so if it was seriously a talking horse... that meant that it'd probably be wise to listen to the pony. E-Seven frowned looking from E-Thirteen to his other teammates and then to those in the blue. Taking a few steps back, but not leaving the area, E-Seven was trying to get his head around this information. There was one of them that was able to get the pendant... "So... I think a... er... plan would be nice." He muttered to no one in particular.
Oh look, another 'Seven'!
The way the Seven from the other team looked so lost made her grin as she moved away from both her meatshields/potential-scapegoats/teammates, rushing at the Seven clad in pink with her dagger out; it was risky, but if she could get a hit in for the team... After all, he's open! The way he looked practically screamed "ATTACK ME, I'M LOST!"
"Hey boys, I'm gonna borrow your luck for a bit," She mumbled at Beta Four and Beta Six (who seem to be having a gay moment; ew) before moving away, towards E-7 as subtly as she could... Although its not easy, fully clad in rather heavy clothing and a gas mask that made her breathe oddly.
"Boo~" She slashed the dagger across E-7's arm before taking a few steps back and running back to her meatshields/potential-scapegoats/teammates; hopefully, she surprised her opponent long enough to get away... Now if only the rest of her team would grow some balls and attack seriously already...! They might get a shot at wiping the other party out.
"GROW SOME BALLS, BETA TEAM!"
[HP: 30
Weapon: Dagger
Damage to E-7: 5/2 = 3]
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LP rolled 1 10-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 11:31 am
Dragain [Beta Seven attacking E-7!]
Oh look, another 'Seven'!
The way the Seven from the other team looked so lost made her grin as she moved away from both her meatshields/potential-scapegoats/teammates, rushing at the Seven clad in pink with her dagger out; it was risky, but if she could get a hit in for the team... After all, he's open! The way he looked practically screamed "ATTACK ME, I'M LOST!"
"Hey boys, I'm gonna borrow your luck for a bit," She mumbled at Beta Four and Beta Six before moving away, towards E-7 as subtly as she could... Although its not easy, fully clad in rather heavy clothing and a gas mask that made her breathe oddly.
"Boo~" She slashed the dagger across E-7's arm before taking a few steps back and running back to her meatshields/potential-scapegoats/teammates; hopefully, she surprised her opponent long enough to get away... Now if only the rest of her team would grow some balls and attack seriously already...! They might get a shot at wiping the other party out.
"GROW SOME BALLS, BETA TEAM!"
[HP: 30
Weapon: Dagger
Damage to E-7: 5/2 = 3] It was bad enough E-7 was trying to figure out what the hell to do as many of his teammates were getting attacked. He had his gun in hand ready to shoot at the first thing that was closest to him attacking his teammates. He never expected to be attacked himself. When B-7 Lunged at him E-7 frowned at being hit. Despite having been snuck up on he saw B-7 Running away from him so without thinking he haphazardly pointed the gun and pulled the trigger at B-7. (THE Logic. It's scary.) [E-7's Health: 27
Weapon: Gun
Danage to B-7: Missed]
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 11:44 am
Before looked to Bix with baleful doe-eyes that were completely hidden by the lenses of his mask so for all the other Beta knew he was glaring. But given the enthusiastic nodding and the chanting of "Pink is bad. Pink is bad. Pink is HOLY s**t BOSS TOTALLY SHOWED THAT PINK-E WHO'S BOSS!!!!" he chattered excitedly, pointed to where Beta 7 had run up and STABBED RIGHT INTO E7!!! Duuuuuuuuuuuude he so totally picked the right Bro-Boss! "Don't gotta, Boss!" he yelled back, "You got enough for us!!!"
It was meant to be encouraging! And maybe the tiniest bit insulting to the other team. MAYBE. Before wasn't really sure but he was riding high on the adrenaline-fueled happy, that much was certain. When Boss returned, her opponent had MISSED HER, SCOOOOORE! "Boss! Dude! Boss! DUUUUUUUUUDE!!!" he cheered.
Bix, Vitamins, DID YOU SEE THAT?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 1:01 pm
Bix laughed uneasily with Before. Sure the guy was really enthusiastic, but he felt like they were going to become a big loud-mouthed target in a second.
"Nice, Boss." It was easier to call her that than for him to remember that she was Beta-7. I mean.. even it was emblazoned on her head in giant letters.
Suddenly he felt a buzzing on his hip and with a quick look around (he couldn't check it if someone was, say, charging at him with a deadly weapon) pulled out the cell phone. He noticed everyone's phones going off at the same time and wondered if this distraction was something they could capitalize on.
Turned out the message meant nothing for either team in the Cornfields. But it confirmed the presence of others. Seems like Boss had been right back in the beginning when she talked about the different teams in different locations.
"Maybe we can pick off a few while they check their texts?" It was a good idea. But his delivery was weak, questioning and his voice cracked yet again.
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matisha rolled 3 4-sided dice:
3, 3, 4
Total: 10 (3-12)
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 1:05 pm
Beta Twelve shock her head in desperation, they didn't have time to be doing this and she tried to slow her heavy breathing down, she was frustrated, angry and getting scared but she would be damned if she let this psycho run the show.
"Ok Seven, we'll do it your way for now. I'll help where help is needed. But you and me - " She raised an arm and stabbed a finger in her direction "but if you survive this sorry excuse of a raid then we'll be having talks!"
Turning back she watched as Beta Six started to chant and getting Beta Four to join in. Wasn't he just shouting something about balls a moment ago. Rubbing the space between her goggles where her eyebrows should be she wiped the back of her hand across the mask. This. wasn't. good. and it didn't look to be getting any better. She may as well get a hit in where she could.
Fighting a monster was one thing though, another human? Well she didn't know if she had it in her, but she was going to find out. The impact Beta Six had on E3 looked painful, she could add to that, her wooden stake was flimsy and already splintering. But she had to make a move. It needed to be now!
[B12 has attacked E3
Damaged done: 10 / 3 = 3.3 = 3dmg done to E3
Hp: 30hp]
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 1:27 pm
Bait grit his teeth as the pink b*****d hit Bee with its mace. He didn't like one bit that his first alliance was taking damage, but he decided to hang back and analyse his next step. He was always good at making firm and well thought out decisions that always seemed to work the best. Though he didn't like watching his team mates take any more damage, rushing in to help them could very well just get him killed.
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 1:31 pm
Whomp! E3's mace connected with a pretty solid whack and BIII was sent tumbling backwards - though she had the good sense to ignore the pain and roll back to her feet as quickly as possible. Laying around on the ground was only going to get her killed - and thank the gods for the armor she was sure it had dissipated the hit at least a little bit.
Warily she dodged back and away from E3, it looked like Bait was doing the same and she couldn't blame him - that mace was nasty. Circling about she rejoined her companion and gave her ore shoulder a roll "Well then...maybe we should rethink our approach"
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 1:47 pm
He grunted in somewhat of amused approval, grinning slightly behind his mask, not that Bee could see it. Jerking his head to the side in a sign that she should follow close, he circled the fighting group, far enough away that no one, or thing, could attack and surprise them from behind, but not too far that the Death Horse would think they were trying to flee. He'd be damned if he was caught trying to flee from ANY battle. When they had a sufficient and safe vantage point, he stared intently at everything, the Pony, the pink team, and his Beta team. Computing and analysing til his brain came up with a plan that would best help him and the teamates he chose as his favorites to survive with him. If only I knew what was to happen at the end of these seven days....
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