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Syusaki rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 5
Total: 11 (2-20)
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 Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2012 4:23 pm
This time his balance was better, but rather than fling his cannons at the ghost again, he aimed a cannon at the ghost and fired off a shot of poison gas.
HP: 50
Damage: 5
Charge: 2/3
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LividPeas rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 7
Total: 15 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2012 4:25 pm
Clearing her head, Kat took in a small breath of air. Okay! Focus! Straitening herself out, Kat scanned the room for the ghost again, aiming and firing multiple shots at the damned ghost's chest. She highly doubted that this would take her out, but hopefully it would help long enough for Stan to get himself clear. STATSHunter Trainee---------------------------------- HP: 40/40 TARGET: Ghost DAMAGE: 9 CHARGE: 1/3 ABILITY: Charged Whisker (Gamblers Chance Y2 Mech) ----------------------------------
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LP rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 1
Total: 4 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2012 4:27 pm
The moment he stopped flailing trying to get out of the arms reach and hit him he started missing. Violet eyes narrowed as the trainee sighed. "Oi Stan do be careful of our weapons." He added as some advice to the poor Ghostly ghost hunter...... Well that was ironic.
Aleister Stats
HP: 40/40
Target: Girly Ghost
DMG: Miss
CHRG: 1/3
Ability: Burning Blitz (Battle Cry Mech)
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2012 10:17 pm
The shards of mirrors were reforming just as the girl continued to giggle loudly, arms, claws hands appearing from each surface, threatening to pull the trainees in-
- The noise broke into a shriek, her attention divided as Stan threw one of the very mirrors right at her. Phantom limbs from the surface crawled up towards her, even as she screamed and tried to pull them away. "Not me - it isn't my time yet - get off me you stupids-" She managed one last cry before her form was torn apart, dissipating entirely.
And yet, the arms continued to rise from each surface, now accompanied by hollow, empty faces, faces of victims that had all fallen in this very place. Stan looked at them sadly, even as they grabbed as his feet, pushing him forwards, downwards. He turned around to Wilson. "I guess this is it huh, so much for the intern." For a ghost he still looked very human and vulnerable. "You guys run as fast as you can, I'll distract them one last time. The mirror behind you is the true exit out of here, the voices tell me the way out." He tapped to his head, and then tried to take a step forward, only to be stopped by another pale arm. "Thank you Ghost Chasers for giving me this chance and thank you too -" He nodded to Wilson's group -"For everything."
The ghost managed to make eye contact with Wilson even as he was dragged backwards into the mirror. "Don't blame yourself for what went wrong. I believe in you. I lov-"
- And then he was gone.
The mirrors however, were still very much around. OOC ESCAPING: - Roll a 100-sided dice and match your dice rolls to the results below. If you roll EXIT you are FREEEEE. You will need to roll until you are freed. 1-25: Arms grab at your legs, and try to pull you in. You feel your leg dipping into the surface of the mirror and then inside, you feel numb and cold, barely managing to pull it out before you start running again. 25 - 50: You hear voices coming from within the mirror, sad and lonely voices. They ask you to let them out. They tell you that they didn't mean it. Some even wonder why they are here. The call nearly pulls you towards them. 51 - 75: For a second, you see the outline of something else, past the mirrors, watching you. As you stare up, it disappears. 71 - 100: With the last bit of your effort, you manage to pull yourself away from the limbs and through the mirror behind you. It is quiet, safe. You hear a small beep - - And suddenly find yourself back in Mark's office. The Hunter is currently fiddling with a strange glowing device and looks extremely pleased with himself. He totally just like, teleported you out of there. He should totally join the Enterprise or something.
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Syusaki rolled 1 100-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 5:55 pm
Was it too much to ask for all of this to resolve in an easy manner? The ghost disappeared. That should have been it, at least for now. They should have been able to leave the hotel without much of a problem, but no. Life refused to work that way.
There were arms everywhere, appearing on every surface. Behind the mask, Wilson could see the empty faces of people, victims that had died in this building. He shuddered. If he failed to escape, would he end up like them too? When he looked around, he found Stan being grabbed by the arms. Wilson tried to reach for hi—
[He’s dead.]
Wilson stopped. The intern turned toward the hunter. Wilson reached up to pull his mask, but only to reveal his eyes and his furrowed brows. He couldn’t bear to show him the pained expression on his face, but the regret was evident in his eyes. I’m sorry.
“Okay.”
I’m so sorry.
“Okay.”
I’m so, so sorry
He pulled down his mask just a bit farther when Stan looked at him again. He seemed conflicted. This was his fault. Everything was his fault. How could Stan forgive him so easily? He was dead. His heart nearly stopped when he heard the unfinished word. Eyes wide, Wilson took a step toward Stan. “Stan—“
Gone.
Waiting, waiting, staring at the place where the intern had once been as he simply stood by. It was so easy for the faceless to drag him in. Inside the mirror was cold and numb, but somehow the cold managed to startle him, sending him icy needles in the back of his neck. Wilson let his mask hang around his neck while he grasped for the exit out of the mirror. He clawed at the floor as he dragged himself out, barely.
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Syusaki rolled 1 100-sided dice:
64
Total: 64 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 6:15 pm
He kept running. His weapon had disappeared, returning to its usual form as a pair of goggles with greens lens. They jangled around Wilson’s neck as he searched for the mirror that would let him leave. Sometimes he would try to look back to look for Al or Kat. Sometimes he would even search for the other ‘hunters’ but he couldn’t see them. He faced forward and continued running. As he glanced to the side he saw the outlines of a figure lurking past the mirrors, but when he looked again it had already disappeared.
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Syusaki rolled 1 100-sided dice:
20
Total: 20 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 6:21 pm
It wasn’t long before Stan’s words crept back into his mind. Don’t blame himself. Stan believed in him. Stan lov—
Wilson faltered and the hands were around his legs again, gleefully dragging him down into the surface. This time he was quicker to react. He could recognize the numbness of his body as he reached out and began to run once more.
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Syusaki rolled 1 100-sided dice:
50
Total: 50 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 6:27 pm
This time it wasn’t Stan’s voice that rang in Wilson’s head. It was more than one. Multiple ones. An entire chorus of voices that screamed and pleaded and sputtered.
Let me go.
Please let me leave.
Please. Please. Please.
Wilson tried to cover his ears, yet they filtered through easily.
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Syusaki rolled 1 100-sided dice:
73
Total: 73 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 6:32 pm
There was the thing again, but he kept running.
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Syusaki rolled 1 100-sided dice:
10
Total: 10 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 7:28 pm
A hand reached out for his leg and tripped him. Wilson fell to the ground with a loud thud. He grit his teeth, clawing at the ground as they began to drag him back in. He shook his head and continued to crawl out. They weren't going to get him. He wouldn't let them.
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Syusaki rolled 1 100-sided dice:
46
Total: 46 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 7:35 pm
The hunter continued to grit his teeth together when the voices echoed again.
What'd I do wrong? I wanna go.
I want to leave.
Please let me go home.
I wanna go home. He could have sworn he heard a sob.
Let me go.
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Syusaki rolled 1 100-sided dice:
72
Total: 72 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 7:41 pm
By now, Wilson was beginning to realize to ignore the thing past the mirrors.
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Syusaki rolled 1 100-sided dice:
51
Total: 51 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 7:45 pm
It was kind of creepy how the thing came back so quickly.
Creeper. f(OvO)f
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LP rolled 1 100-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 9:27 pm
Quote: 1-25: Arms grab at your legs, and try to pull you in. You feel your leg dipping into the surface of the mirror and then inside, you feel numb and cold, barely managing to pull it out before you start running again.
It was that instance that told him to book it, the moment he got his leg free. This was not a place he wanted to stay in for long. "MARKKKK!!!" He yelled into the headset unsure if the death hunter on the other side could hear them.
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LividPeas rolled 1 100-sided dice:
14
Total: 14 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 9:52 pm
Kat lifted a brow when the ghost of Stan spoke. Looking from him, to Wilson, she couldn't help but manage a small grin. Since when were they in love? She would have to bug him about it later or something. Right now, they needed to concentrate on getting the hell out of here.
Moving to run, she felt something grab at her, pulling her back towards the mirror. Struggling against it, she felt herself grow numb. "s**t--" Wriggling out of their grasp, she started for the exit again.
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