Somewhere inside the beast, Bix howled in pain. Everyone could hear him. The true him. Clearly through the whirling fog. SOmething inside flashed with light but it was quick, only a moment, before the Insanity quetzl hissed and shrieked back into control.
It's feathered head bobbed, searching for the culprit, or perhaps the first person who looked appealing. Thankfully there were two hunters nearby with bright a** red hair. Even freaky Insanity monsters had a grudge against gingers.
The petty female in Mina aimed right for Ofie as a rain or glowing red feathers fell on her foe, piercing and exploding on impact.
Melvin was completely lost. There were fog hunters, hunter attacking those hunters, and normal hunters hurting those hunters. Did EVERYONE get infected with this odd Insanity and had just lost it. He wasn't sure, but he sure as hell wasn't about to fire on a normal person and kill them. This wasn't training, and he couldn't be sure who to really attack anymore.
"Who the hell are we even firing at now?"
Name: Melvin HP: 40/40 FEAR Strength: 85% Insanity Strength: 40% Target: Otto - Defense Charges: 3/3 Items: Med Kit X 2, 2 Corrupted Runic Bandages RP Blurb: Sweater-wearing, tall, immaculate man with a red gun.
"Aye. Orders are orders." he positively crooned at Ofie, immersed in his element, absolutely content when he was up to his elbows in battle. The opponent didn't matter, it had never mattered, in the moment he wasn't concerned about the fact that the guy he was attacking had friends, was part of his division, was a living breathing human being. Or had been before this fog had crept in. All he was thinking of was the weight of Tracey in his hands, of the heft of the axe, the bone rattling shunt of force when he struck.
The charge ran in his veins as much as it ran in Tracey's runes. The world felt slower like this - more acceptable. There was no spectrum of choice, merely do or do not. Obey or dissent.
He wasn't about to dissent when every choice so far had been entirely in line with his own.
Cael was helping too, the crackle of light was encouraging, a precursor he hoped to something helpful.
Harrison joining him got a toothy smirk. "Nice ******** timing"
He swung.
What happened next was the charge equivalent of the stars aligning. For whatever reason, be it Harrison backing him up, a lucky strike, anything, for just one perfect instant - everything lined up. Tracey and him felt like one single being - no line between human and weapon. Entirely one.
He didn't even feel the hit connect, in the moment, in the charge, his mind was somewhere else, somewhere ******** beautiful.
Target: Bix Target HP:0 :l
Stats:
Attack 3 Name: William Reid HP: 39/50 DMG : 40 (x2 with buff) = 80 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 35% Charge: 0/3 Items : 2 x medikit, 1 runic bandage Appearance : Loud, arrogant
human with vibrant red hair and a nasty demeanour,
weilds a massive two handed lochaber axe.
Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 10:12 pm
Robert literally walked into the fray just in time to see Rep explode the death star.
Stats:
Name: Robert Morris HP: 48HP FEAR Strength: 90% Insanity Strength: 20% Items: 1 runic bandage from jenga, 1 from base RP Blurb: aderpderpderp
Calm down? Calm down!? Swallowing hard as she watched everyone set out to attack Bix, she turned to glare at Lex again. "They can also keep coming back! We don't have a second life! Once we're dead, its game over..! I'm not risking the chances!"
A little hopeful, she looked to Caelius and the other two hunters, Ryan and Wilson as they pleaded for him to help them. At Caelius' words, her hopes increased, only to have them crushed again when he sunk the blade into Bix's back. "That b*****d..!"
Stats:
Name: Katherine Taylor HP: 5/50 FEAR Strength: 90% Insanity Strength: 20% Items: None RP Blurb: 5'6" and looks like this but has a small scar on the side of her face that goes all the way up the side of her cheek to her hairline
Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 10:18 pm
Roland was beside Robert clinging to Sylvia mouth hanging open wide.
"H-holy ******** Rep."
Stats:
Name: Roland Taft HP: 30HP FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 00% Items: Nothing you coward RP Blurb:This guy looking scared
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 10:19 pm
Ouch bro. Just ouch.
Ofelia was stopped in her forward attack by a sudden onset of feathers, probably because she'd been running around first doing stuff, and she staggered to keep herself upright just in time to see Rep totally decimate Bix + Mina. The explosions still caught her off guard, which really sucked, so she wasn't sure if she was seeing it after all.
If he did it, awesome. If not, holy crap she didn't think she could survive another round.
Rep got a golf clap for his efforts, Ofelia's hands mostly moving robotic-like because she had no idea what was going on. The voices in her head were silent, her body ached.
Name: Melvin HP: 40/40 FEAR Strength: 85% Insanity Strength: 40% Target: Otto - Defense Charges: 3/3 Items: Med Kit X 2, 2 Corrupted Runic Bandages RP Blurb: Sweater-wearing, tall, immaculate man with a red gun.
MoonKitsune
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 10:22 pm
Amidst the din and ruckus, Arel somehow managed to pull himself together, enough to hear the students call out as another of the Infected fell. The bogeymen however, were faster, the ropes coiling around Alex's already dissipating form, securing him before he disappeared into the fog forever.
The fog that was once the student shrieked, roared, and then began to peel, even before the secretary made it across, even before half the contents of the vial were splashed right into its hooded, horrific visage. The entire form trembled, once again the ground shook, something moving underneath crying out for a second-
- As the fog finally thinned to leave behind the student and the student only. Mostly. In a strange, crude ring around his Four Clans insignia was a burnished patch of deep grey.
OOC
- Alex is cured! Just one more to go, hopefully (make sure you quote Zoobey once its down). - All cured players VAGUELY remember only in emotions what happened, though their memories will become clearer and clearer as time passes by. They can also return to consciousness, with 50% insanity and 50% health
ol-j-man
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 10:22 pm
AMITY BUFF
Well, that escalated quickly.
"OI, IF YOU WANT TO SAVE YOUR FRIENDS, MIGHT WANT TO MOVE YOUR JACKING a** NOW," SR growled, and tossed something at several students as he hovered above them. That "something" exploded upon contact, and then dissipated. However, it did not hurt or sting; in fact, it seemed to hold the opposite effect.
You feel renewed, like you had just been filled with glorious purpose. Or dying will. Or the force. Or you know, simply some extra Fear to put into your next attack.
[OOC: -> The next three AMITYVILLE-ALIGNED characters (limited to one buff per student; this does not stack with itself) who claims this buff will get +3 damage to their total! -> Remember: It will only work if your initial attack would hit your target! So if you roll 6 or less, sorry! You still missed! -> Yeah I totally recycled my previous post. /lazy
-> Put this at the top of your post so people know that you did not calculate your damage wrongly; It will also help with tracking how many people had claimed the buff already.]
[quote="Dragain"]I am Character 1/2/3. I'm taking SR's [b]+3 damage[/b] buff![/quote]
Stats:
Name: Seething with Rage (SR) HP: 156 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 0% Items: ... A lot of angry birds. RP Blurb:
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 10:24 pm
"That he doesnt have enough for everyone." Saya answered from behidn Wilson, her hands held uselessly out, planning to cover Wilson's fall if he fell from Ryan's weight on top of him.
Sayaka Valens HP: 35/50 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 25% Items: None RP Blurb: Looks like this.
Mei hadn't been paying much attention to what was happening with the hunters, as she was currently focused on the hooded figures for the time being. With Alex and Mort safe, she only need now to focus on this last one. Then she would look to the other insanity creature.
Striking out, she accepted the aid from ToTer again, letting it add to her attack.
Target: Tro Target HP: 21
Stats:
Name: Mei-Xiu HP: 50/50 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 20% Items: None RP Blurb: 5'3" Broken/living doll that looks like this
Dragain
I am Character 1. I'm taking SR's +3 damage buff!
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Tiny Bunny
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 10:28 pm
About to say something clever and witty, Lex stopped as soon as the Scottish man dealt a finishing blow to their former comrade. Without hesitation he crossed himself, whispering in Latin. A fallen hero, a man he didn't even know.
He'd helped to bring him down.
"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry." Hard steely eyes turned soft, and his gaze was cast downwards. He couldn't even look at the woman in front of him; or anyone.
He killed a man today.
Name: Alexei Jamil HP: 40/40 FEAR Strength: 90% Insanity Strength: 20% Items: None RP Blurb: 6'4", well groomed and dressed, wields a flintlock pistol.
Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 10:28 pm
Bul reached around his throat just to make sure it was still ******** there after watching that attack.
Stats:
Name: Bul HP: 48/50 FEAR Strength: 85% Insanity Strength: 45%
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Rown rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 6Total: 8 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 10:29 pm
It wasn't now that Ofelia had any sympathies, or any desire to help students turned weapons turn back to normal. She'd only been mildly concerned about Mort at her best, mostly because Belladonna and Ofelia thought they were cute (still curious on how they had kids), so to turn on and attack another fake!hunter meant nothing to her.
She had just lent a hand in killing someone she considered to be her big brother, hadn't she? And even then she hadn't batted an eye, nor did she bat one now as she lunged towards the female who had the weapon with bell-chains. There wasn't much left there, a few strikes would take it down, but with her shield as it was and the silence in her head she could barely attack. Everything was so weak, her hit barely a tap, but it would serve.
With this one gone, all that would be left would be whats-her-name, right? Ofelia seriously hoped people took her down soon, she wanted to go home.
