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High-functioning Hellraiser
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 Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 10:09 pm
E-8 took one last look around the tent and nodded towards the other members. However, he couldn't help but frown at the remaining bag on the table. Hopefully the final member would wake up and make it in time, but if not, well their loss he guess.
Grinning, his body filled with adrenaline and excitement. This is what he was waiting for, action.
"Don't go and start the fun just yet guys!"
With that he ran after the other 3 members and in to the foggy wild.
[E-8 has exited the tent and join the others in the Beta Scouting Party thread]
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 10:13 pm
Oh crap, they were moving. E-1 shrugged her backpack on, and took one last look at the bright pink tent, wondering if they'd missed anything. She wasn't too enthused about running out into wild corny yonder, especially after the mentally questionable E-13, and the obnoxious E-10. But staying at the tent didn't seemed equally dangerous.
"I'm coming." she said, and ducked out of the tent after E-8.
[Exiting to Beta Scouting Party Thread!]
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 10:15 pm
If others could see his face it would have been nothing more than a scowl as the one of the girls mentioned that she could see another colored tent. Great, how long had they been wasting time on the whole deciding on what to do mean while the other team may have had the advantage and noticed their rather obvious tent already. It looked as if they were going to have a less time in keeping the bloodshed from occurring. Honestly he wasn't sure if he had the stomach to kill however he didn't feel rather compelled to show anyone any sort of special treatment if it meant him dying in return. That unfortunately held true even with his team mates not that he knew if they realized that or not however he wouldn't outwardly kill me he would keep them as long as possible if he could and help them as long as he could however if it came to him being betrayed or dying well they were out of luck then.
Grabbing his things he followed out after E-8 there was no use sitting around any more.
[Exiting to Beta Scouting Party Thread!] Nevermind he apparently ran straight into the boss fight (never posted in the Beta Scout thread)
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 10:46 pm
"How do you even know it's 10 minutes? That distance could be a lot further than that." He pointed out as he managed a glance out of the tent... Then suddenly E7 was getting left behind. "Woahh..."
He hurried to catch up not wanting to be left behind.
[Exiting to Beta Scouting Part Thread!]
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 11:28 pm
E-12 had to admit that she was more than relieved at the turn of events. She’d been saying all along that they should stick together. Thirteen in pink, thirteen make it to the end of seven days. It was simple math; they shouldn’t try to complicate it.
“Coming?” E-12 turned towards E-3 before stepping through the tent flap. If the medic was coming or not, it was E-12’s responsibility to make sure the area was safe for the girl. That was the promise she’d made.
Stepping outside, E-12 got her first look at the cornfields. It would be so easy to get lost among the plants. E-12 shuddered and ran after the fading footsteps of her teammates.
[E-12 Exiting to Beta Scouting Party Thread!]
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DragonSpeaker rolled 1 6-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 12:54 am
[ε IX rolling for weapon.]
Something was pulling on her mind, dragging her into consciousness. Something annoying. The buzzing at her waist persisted as she groggily tried to focus her eyes before beginning to paw vaguely at the mask covering her face. Upon realizing that she wasn't actually touching her face, she froze. What few memories she had floated into focus. There had been the schoolroom, what strange man, if that's what it even-- The buzzing broke into her thoughts as it picked up again and this time she sat up to answer the summons of the cell phone strapped at her waist.
"Well, then," she muttered, the sound echoing a little in the gas mask. Taking a look around seemed logical enough, so she staggered up, stretching a bit as she took in the ridiculous pink tent and its contents. Lack of contents, more like. She groaned to herself and rubbed her head. "Late again? Or... Hm." She honestly didn't know if she had ever been late or not, to tell the truth, but somehow it felt like the thing to say.
Resolving to make the best of it, she gathered up one of the remaining first aid kits and examined the backpacks that were neatly laid out. No names, not even for her. ε IX will just have to do until someone else can sort out my head or knock some sense into it, she mused as she hoisted her bag onto her shoulder. "Eh? What's this?" she fished around in the bag, hoping to find something that might prove useful for later.
Giving the small dagger a cursory examination, she stowed it for later with a mental note and crept out of the tent, both fearing and hoping to find others also stranded here.
[Exiting to Beta Scouting Party Thread.]
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 10:22 am
ε III watched as everyone filed out of the tent. Picking up her bags and slinging them carefully onto her shoulder, she looked around the tent, making sure that everyone awake had left, then moved to the flap.
She double-checked the tables, then felt her phone vibrate. She quickly flipped it open and checked the message. "Survival automatically at day seven?" She grinned a bit under her mask. She had to get to that fight. Plus, her team would no doubt already be there, and she had to perform her Medic duties as best she could.
And with that, she left the tent.
(ε III is leaving home base and exiting to the Cornfield Boss Fight!)
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 4:02 pm
Watching the others file out, E-Two hung back for a brief moment to stuff his first aid kit in to his backpack, and sling it on to his shoulders. He really did not want to be heading out with the crush of people, with no idea who he could trust or really anything at this point.
Not wanting to be left behind, E-Two jogged out of the bright pink tent.
[E-Two has left home base and is heading to the Cornfield Boss Fight]
((I FORGOT TO LEAVE THIS THREAD))
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 5:27 am
ε XI watched the rest of the group as they discussed and argued over staying together or splitting up. They all had valid points and ε XI wasn't ready to part from the group just yet. If she found it necessary later, she would decide then. Following was the best course of action for now.
As she was exiting the tent, ε XI got yet another text message. This one was slightly less ominous in itself, but posed another problem. Now it was certain that this group of 13 couldn't stick together long. There were five pendants to fight over. Alliances must be made.
This changes everything.
[ε XI :: LEAVING TO :: Boss Faito]
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Trira rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 10:41 pm
(Resurrection from dissolved-ness in boss fight.)
E-3 groaned as she woke up in the tent.
Wait. Groaned.
That meant she wasn't dead...? She'd just passed out, maybe? "What happened to me?" E-3 said quietly, looking around in her tent. She noticed that there was still things on the table. Weapon bags...? Had those been there before?
E-3 swong to her feet, realizing that she wasn't in pain at all. She flexed her arms, feeling the strength course through her body. She felt alive. Alive.
She made her way over to the table, seeing her bag back. How...? She didn't even want to know at this point. She was just thankful.
Then she thought for a moment. Did she still have her bandages? Well, she was about to find out.
She reached in and pulled from her pack a long wooden death-stick. Not as awesome as her bandages had been, but E-3 thought she could deal with a stake.
"Now...what am I supposed to do?" E-3 looked around, wondering if she was supposed to go back to her team or stay.
(And Trira is getting off, so she has to leave E-3 in here for now. Not because she doesn't want to go to her team, but because I don't have time to make her go right now. ^^;;; )
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Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2011 12:12 am
Trira (Resurrection from dissolved-ness in boss fight.) E-3 groaned as she woke up in the tent.
Wait. Groaned.
That meant she wasn't dead...? She'd just passed out, maybe? "What happened to me?" E-3 said quietly, looking around in her tent. She noticed that there was still things on the table. Weapon bags...? Had those been there before?
E-3 swong to her feet, realizing that she wasn't in pain at all. She flexed her arms, feeling the strength course through her body. She felt alive. Alive.
She made her way over to the table, seeing her bag back. How...? She didn't even want to know at this point. She was just thankful.
Then she thought for a moment. Did she still have her bandages? Well, she was about to find out.
She reached in and pulled from her pack a long wooden death-stick. Not as awesome as her bandages had been, but E-3 thought she could deal with a stake.
"Now...what am I supposed to do?" E-3 looked around, wondering if she was supposed to go back to her team or stay.(And Trira is getting off, so she has to leave E-3 in here for now. Not because she doesn't want to go to her team, but because I don't have time to make her go right now. ^^;;; )
When Epsilon Three turned around, she would find herself staring at this rather impassive figure. The figure sighed a bit, shaking its head just slightly. "Let me ask you one question. Why are you still here?"
The stranger's posture made it evident that she was going nowhere fast. From their sleeve they pulled out a most peculiar object, a pendant, it hummed, and something rippled to life behind them. A glowing blue door-sized creation.
"You will follow this portal inside." It was not a question, but a demand((OOC: - It is mandatory at this point for Epsilon Three to go Into the Dark Cove. You have arrived at the beginning of the GM'ed "break phase" and can interact with the other squad members already in there as you wish until further GM post notices))
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Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2011 3:46 pm
(I'm so sorry if I've caused some kind of issue. My team mentioned that they had checked with Maru, but then they realized that Maru wasn't in charge of the death-stuff and now I'm really sorry if I've caused issues. orz )
E-3 turned, seeing a figure in a dark hooded cloak and holding the most peculiar weapon she had ever viewed in her remembered lifetime (which wasn't actually much since that lifetime so far had consisted of the first day.). They seemed indifferent to her...although something in their tone didn't suggest that completely. She didn't know why she was still at the tent...or did they mean as to why she was alive? E-3 didn't know why she was that either...perhaps everything had just been some kind of mistake...She gave a slight shake of her head, as if to say "I don't know why I am still here." Talking back to those stronger than you was never a good idea, and E-3 didn't know the behavior of this figure enough to gauge a potential reaction to her speaking to them.
They didn't seem too keen on letting her leave, but that wasn't a problem, since E-3 assumed that this must be someone that had power here. You don't go against those with the power to destroy you with a snap of their fingers. E-3 was logical enough to know that.
Then, they pulled from their sleeve a....pendant? Wait, like what her team was fighting the Betas for back at the cornfield?
Whatever it's purpose, the accessory seemed to open a blue portal behind the cloaked figure. At the person's next statement, E-3 gave a nod. She would listen to any command they gave.
Slowly approaching, E-3 took a breath and stepped through the portal, willing to go wherever it would take her.
(E-3 EXITING THE EPSILON TENT AND GOING TO THE DARK COVE.
((And again I'm so sorry if I've caused some problems or something.)))
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 11:02 am
E-5 is entering thread.
Lugging the two bags over his shoulders he tossed them down on the table where the map was when they had started. It had only been a day yet he felt as if it had been an entire year since he had last seen the base. He remembered them all starting rather lost and confused and now they had one pendant and one lost teammate.
Well, dwelling on old thoughts wasn't going to keep the living moving at the moment. Peering around he made sure that nothing was lurking in the shadows, the last thing he wanted was to help heal someone and something to get the jump on him. Besides he was going to have to wait for some of the other members to make their way through the cornfield as well.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 11:06 am
E-13 entering Epsilon Base from Boss Fight
E-13 arrived at the tent right behind E-5, pushing the flap aside and claiming one of the cots. He hadn't had anything to eat or drink the whole day, but he wasn't hungry. Horse magic. Pendants glowing and floating. Texts telling him to look out for shadows. What was going on? And why couldn't he remember?
He checked his cell again, to see if there was any additional information in the apps or contacts, but the interface seemed...limited. He stopped fiddling with it and pushed it back into his pocket.
"Hey, Five, they were saying you got Bandaid's supplies, right?" He said, nervous to admit he needed any kind of help when the policy was take down anything that limped. "You uh...you think you could look at my shoulder?"
HP: 12
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stella cinere rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 11:14 am
E-5 is healing E-13 with bandages
E-5 watched as E-13 was the first to walk in, he felt in a way like a doctor waiting on patients to show up into an emergency room, however the room was pink and the patients were not people who hurt themselves on their own. Grabbing the bag of the table he headed over to E-13 nodding his head, "yea….. looks like I managed to grab them after E-3 went down." He didn't want to say much more over the fact the fact that he was the only one who ran to her body first and it wasn't just because she had died.
Pulling out the bandages he look a look at E-13 shoulder, "well I am going to try to fix you up the best I can just don't kick me if it hurts."
Bandages used
Total damage to self: 0 hp
Total healing to E-13: 1hp
Total HP value left of E-13: 13hp
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