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 Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2014 3:56 pm
"He wasn't bit," Harrison growled, and then mumbled, "today. ...Come on, Rep, hang in there."
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 2 12-sided dice:
11, 10
Total: 21 (2-24)
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2014 4:00 pm
Daktoa studied the girl and moved just out of her reach.
Man he hated hitting girls, but he really hated zombies more. He desummoned his weapon, punched Harlow in the gut and as she slumped over, caught her before she could hit the ground. Then he heaved her over his shoulder, with loud protesting from his injured body and dropped her by the nearest tech.
"Delivery." Was all he mentioned before stalking off. ******** zombies man, ******** infection. Where the ******** was Molly.
Dakota: 60/60
Damage: 15
Charge: 2/3Ying-Bug Just a little overkill just in case dskljfkldsj /sobs so sorry
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Face your demons rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 5
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2014 4:01 pm
The hookshot hit armour, with a clank.
☆≼Not something we covered in our training sessions,≽ Coyote admitted.
"Not somethin' that occurred to me," he replied, as the infected hunter turned on him.
His mouth a grim like, Harland wielded the thick cable covered in razor-wire like a whip, aiming for the legs.Harland's Stats HP: 37/40
Damage: 5
Target: Zascha
Charge: 1/3
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Yayoi rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 6
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2014 4:03 pm
INFECTED - HP: 10/20The wire wrapped around Zascha's left leg, digging into his exposed calf. He stumbled but didn't stop with the hindrance. Lurching forward at Harland, he swiped a hand at his face. Though probably wouldn't do much damage since he was wearing gloves in the first place. DMG: 2
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2014 4:14 pm
Tuck was down. A Life Hunter was on him. Tuck was going to be okay. Heidi slowly lowered her bow and stared down at him with wide eyes, her lip trembling as she just looked down at him. She turned a distraught look to Stormy. "Thank you.." She whispered. Heidi then looked down at Tuck again, dropping to her knees and cautiously getting closer to him. If nothing happened she sat at his side on her knees, reaching out to cup his cheek and turn his face up toward her. "Tuck? Come on, wake up.." She bit down on her lip. This was her fault. She'd let his hand go, she'd lost him. She hadn't been able to pull him out of his little mood after Stormy had taken Evan away. Heidi frowned, turning her attention up to Evan and Stormy. "Can you guys help me get him out of everyone's way? I think he'd rather not get stepped on.."She then looked down at Tuck again, shoulders sagging. This is all my fault.
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2014 4:22 pm
"Are you really gunna argue semantics?!" For ******** sake. A frustrated growl followed as she pegged the blonde moon hunter with a look of disgust. "You want him to die? Or do you want him to get the help he needs?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2014 4:37 pm
"Fine, you're ******** right and perfect like usual and I'm wrong and ******** up. Course I ******** want help! Where the ******** are the vaccines," Harrison keened.
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2014 4:49 pm
"He was bit before?!“ Cursing, America stared down at the man and said, "Let's get him to the freezer room, this s**t gets different the more you're exposed to it."
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2014 5:01 pm
"Yeah, like forever ago! But he was fine! It's been...it's been since ******** July. And I..."
Harrison shut down that sentence. If Rep was any kind of infected, and it was any kind of contagious, Harrison would be too. Hell, since July. If it was spread by blood, or saliva, or any type of fluid...
Rep bucked on the floor. Harrison clenched his fists.
More quietly he asked,
"What...what do they do to them, in there. Did you see? I mean. I didn't stick around to see what the button does after. Are they coming out okay, or...?"
Or was decontamination a nice word for gas chamber.
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baby_gwing rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 2
Total: 3 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2014 5:06 pm
It was when Zascha failed to respond directly to her questions and bounced back from the ground to go for Nellie's throat this time when she belatedly came to the realization that he was infected like many of the other Hunters around them. Momentarily at a loss as to what she ought to do now that things had come down to this, she merely stood and watched as he went after another Hunter who had attacked him from behind to try to get his attention.
There were orders going around for those who were infected to be 'neutralized' so that the vaccine could be administered to them. That's right. It wasn't too late to cure the Moon trainee of his affliction. She told herself that repeatedly before breaking into a dash towards both Hunters, only to slip and trip over herself just as she was about to reach them both.
HP: 36/40
Target: Zascha
Damage: Miss
Charge: 1/3
Yin-Bug Just keeping you in the loop till Nellie notices where Harlow's at ^^
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Enoh Love rolled 2 10-sided dice:
3, 9
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2014 5:21 pm
The hallway was looming closer, and the hope of his very imminent freedom loomed along with it, smoothing off the frazzled edges of his anxiety.
Then, naturally, he was spotted. Worse, by someone he didn't recognize. They looked right at him. They said things to him. He understood every reassuring word, but in that horrible, creepy way that made the pit at the base of his stomach expand, hollowing out his insides. All it did was make way for the rise of panic, and in a flash his weapon was summoned, the large sword slicing through the air in front of him to point the dual coloured point at the girl whose only crime had been speaking to him.
"Keep moving." He growled, hoping that his assertion would be enough to calm the approaching - though somewhat solitary - hoard. "Don't...Don't you come any closer." All he could hear was the pounding of his own heart, the steady, frantic drums that blocked out a great deal else. He didn't want to hurt her, infected or not. He didn't -
Chel's attack was ill-timed. The sparks flew around him, and the pain that exploded at the back of his head was a good enough trigger if there was ever a need for one. He lashed out instantly with the sword that had only been meant as a warning at first, the large blade making a clear, murderous swing at the poor girl's throat.HP: 13 Damage: 6 to Nora
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Seussi rolled 1 8-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-8)
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2014 5:30 pm
What the ******** was that look for Chel. Finn attempted to stare her down, his own gaze hard and cold despite having just been resurrected by some miracle vaccine. He had asked about Ripley's whereabouts simply because the man wasn't among them, and had been a part of his group, nothing more. He wasn't panicking about where he might be, or what might have happened to him. The last he even remembered about the other man after the lights had gone out was that he had wandered off and had possibly run into something.... Finn's hand had clenched into a fist without him realizing it, and he let it loosen as he let out a long breath through his nose. If nobody was going to be ******** helpful right now, he was sure he could just find him himse---- And just as he thought it, just as his gaze went to move past Chelsea and beyond, she whipped her weapon out and around, and was aiming to shoot at something. Or rather, somebody. It was Ripley. Finn felt another tension ease, one that had formed internally in the pit of his stomach. There had been a moment, however brief, where Finn had wondered if the other man had become food for the infected, or if it was his blood that stained Finn's clothing and face, but seeing him now, obviously not eaten, but definitely disheveled, it brought a sense of relief that was so surprising, it almost made the moon intermediate dizzy. It was just relief in knowing that he hadn't tried to eat him. That's what he told himself, as it seemed to be the only obvious explanation that came to mind. All of this, in just a split seconds time, before he realized that Chelsea was aiming at him with her weapon, that she was going to...wait no, that she was shooting at him. "What the ********, Chel?" He snapped at her, Trynt in his hand immediately as he reached up with his free hand to attempt to bring down her arm. Glancing over towards Ripley, he moved so that his body was between Chelsea and the white haired death intermediate. "He's not infected!" Was he? He didn't look like he was infected. He was yelling an awful lot though. Maybe he was in some kind of shock or something. Finn began to back up closer towards him anyways, holding his weapon up in two hands, watching Chel carefully and...Hell, the rest of the group too. "Ripley?" He called to the other man, though his back was to him now as he watched everyone else. "Shut up and calm the ******** down." Defending: Ripley for 7
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2014 5:34 pm
The pleas for a promise to Shu were answered with only a nod for each of them, which was still more than enough to bind Mimsy to upholding them. She watched her until the girl disappeared into the fray, and finally released the breath she hadn't realized she was holding. It was around this time that she felt a strange sort of tension against the scarf, and she turned to see that Robert was attempting to chew through it. "Robert," she hissed, firmly grabbing his chin with a grip strong enough to smush his cheeks a bit. "That is not food, and severing it will mean an inevitability of separation. We do not want that. We want to stay together." It was less a reminder, and more an insistence, and she did not seem prepared to budge on any of this. "Please, be patient for just a moment longer. I will find food for you. I promised." She briefly touched her forehead to his, before pulling away to stand up straight with purpose. "Help," she called out, tone flat and devoid of any amount of concern that one might expect with a cry for assistance. "We need help! Immediate help! Oh no, help!"HP: 34
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2014 5:41 pm
By the time the fighting had died down, Oliver had managed to get his panic back under control. Most of the infected had been subdued, but here and there remainders of their original party were being knocked out and given a cure. Or a vaccine. Or something. There was a moment of relief, but as the fear subsided the shame slunk in. Once again, his cowardice had kept him from doing anything useful... "I-I'm going to... go find Lydia..." he muttered to Arorangi, unable to meet his friend's eyes. "Stay safe..." Oliver quickly headed through the crowd, head ducked to avoid looking at those around him, the embarrassment and shame weighing him down more with every injured hunter he passed. He was just too weak to help anyone. It was purely by chance he caught sight of those light teal curls, followed by a familiar cheery voice. Shame or no shame, he picked up the pace and ran over to crouch next to the desk where Lydia and... that scruffy guy he didn't really know were sitting amongst the computer parts. "Lydia! Um... A-are you okay? Y-you aren't hurt, are you?" He asked quickly, more concerned for her safety than what the two of them were doing. Seussi Surprise- I MEAN, ACCIDENT~ kuroopu Aro can follow if you'd like!
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2014 5:50 pm
It was white again.
"Hey!"
Rep could hear someone talking to him, it sounded familiar again, far off, the sound of someone shouting through bad cell phone reception.
"Over here!"
The voice faded in and out.
"Wake ... up."
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While Rep's consciousness remained rather occupied, his body had at least stopped convulsing. Instead, his eyes snapped open, and it stared right at all those around it without registering.
His body would just remain like that, eyes wide open, vacant. Nobody was home. Blood trickled out of his eyes, nose, and the corner of his mouth. Baneful REP IN ????? LAND - Rep is currently a little lost! He has to find his way out of the white space! There are doors, doors of all colours and shapes around him. Simply roll 1d4 to navigate the doors. - If he rolls a 4 he is freed, and can head out/awaken to consciousness otherwise his door simply leads to more white space. - If Rep awakens back to consciousness he contracts the third stage of infection. He can't recognize friend from foe, and everyone to him looks terrifying. There is no hunger however, just paranoia, an extreme case of it. He has half his HP and can attack as per usual. If he does more than 10 damage in a single turn, anyone surrounding him also contracts that paranoia (can't tell friend from foe/ everyone looks like a terrifying enemy), at half health. If anyone with the virus reaches 0 HP, they can be KO'ed to be treated the same way. Anyone who contracts the virus also spreads it by dealing more than 10 damage in a single turn. Anyone with this strain of virus should post that they have the paranoia virus in bold goldenrod + in ooc below list its effects! This virus cannot overlap with the existing one.
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