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There was more cheering for Ariane as Before joined Bix. "YEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!" he yelled out in his best impression of a certain television show's opening credits. Too bad he didn't have any shades to go with it but hey, what Before lacked in skill he made up in enthusiasm. And he had a metric <********> of enthusiasm.

"I-I don't mean to hit things I'm not supposed to hit, Bix!!" Before pouted. "Does that mean I should switch sides so I end up hitting those creature things by accident instead?" he tilted his head in thought, wincing at the roar of Leon's Chainsaw. He gave the larger Hunter a slightly anxious wave and thumb's up, partly in thanks to his earlier encouragement.

Annoyed that his shot had missed where it was supposed to have gone and irrationally irritated by several other matters, Gale glowered down at the rifle in his hand, which was thrumming loudly in his head, the metal hot beneath his hands. Jinhai was still remaining suspiciously silent, but it was clear that he was eager, the gun almost vibrating with his twisting, undulating, vibrant emotions. Though he was not speaking, Jinhai's feelings were clear within Gale's mind, the near crazed hunger pulsing through him and sliding into Gale's own feelings.

He glanced over at Before, still flailing madly about with an enormous wheel, which he at first seemed to just topple around aimlessly with. However, after several tries, gasps, staggers, and flops onto the ground, the dark haired Before managed, quite successfully, to throw the heavy metal wheel.

Meanwhile, somewhere on the other side of both Before and Bix, Ariane was swinging around what looked to be chains. Her movements were graceful and confident - and quite on target. The force of which her weapon hit the target it aimed for was spot on, or at least it seemed to be from Gale's point of view. Casting a look at Jinhai that clearly said See? THAT'S how it's supposed to be!, he looked back at Ariane.

"Nice balls," he said mildly, with the faintest hint of a frown on his face as his gaze flickered around, scrutinizing the other hunters.

'More!' Yom demanded excitedly, 'Do it again!'

This seemed like just the beginning of the raising emotion much to Jude's dismay (or joy) as he gave a nod to the voice in his head and moved forward a bit to the point where he was behind the cutout and made a swing backwards with the pointed butt of the hourglass toward the cut out trying to aim for a limb or even better the midsection of the cutout he was attacking.

The attack missed this time causing him to stumble back due to his own momentum from the swing. He uttered a soft growl and Yom gave a disappointed hissing sound.

'Do better,' she growled at him in disappointment.

(Try 2: Miss!)

He turned the weapon around in his hand or at least tried to, the turn around was fumbled and clumsy as he tried to move forward and stab forward with what was the 'butt' of the hourglass signified by the slightly shorter spikes. Later he would practice trying to hit things on the back swing because his first attempt of that was embarrassing and he didn't really feel like making a complete a** of himself.

There was an endless sound of 'ssss' going off in his head and any moment now he felt as if he would explode.

This time he aimed the hourglass points toward the leg of the cutout his body stooping a bit to hit the target.

The hit struck truly and he stood there with Yom pretty much going ecstatic within his mind. She wanted him to hit again, to hit more, to hit faster but right now he felt that if he felt any more elation and happiness he would lose it right there on the cutout. He really didn't feel like vomiting all over things during a training session so he quickly moved away from the cutout and tried to swallow down the urge. His insides felt as if they were vibrating with the excitement that Yom felt. The damn emotion was too contagious.

((Try 4: 5 DMG))

~Again! I've met snails faster than you,~ Azrael complained.

Davey rolled his eyes. He had no idea what the sword would even do after building up a FEAR charge - grow a literal cutting tongue to match his metaphorical one? Shout people to death?

But it felt good to finally be doing something again instead of hiding out in his room or whatever abandoned corners of the Hunters facility that he could find. Davey had no illusions about Azrael quieting down if Davey obeyed, but since their aims coincided, it didn't do any harm.

A strike from above this time, he thought.

Both Hunter and sword let out triumphant laughter as the move connected. The difference was that Davey's was a chuckle and Azrael's was more of an evil cackle - that thankfully only Davey could hear.

"Practice makes perfect," Davey said quietly.

~If that's true, then you need all the practice you can get, whereas I need never do so again,~ came the haughty reply. ~Now get a move on, I'm almost there!~


(( T1: 6 dmg
T2: 9 dmg ))

Before was, to put it mildly, internally QQ-ing at his pathetic performance. Vanna had somehow managed to calm him down and assure him that he would damn well do better the closer and more bonded and more familiar they became with each other. The weapon had tried to console her Hunter by insisting that he wasn't a fighter to begin with and that he didn't have the necessary training for it.

Before was still QQ-ing. Perhaps not as much because he managed to crack a grin at Gale's remark. "Her balls are definitely bigger than mine," he laughed. And then Jude appeared and Before stared at the other Hunter's weapon. 8OOOOOO???? What was that?! It looked like a paperweight! Duuuuuuuuuuuude, was he going to use it to bludgeon things? 83333 Oh oh oh!!! MAYBE they could practice bashing things in together! 8DDDDD

Vanna was immediately horrified of the idea she would have to share her Hunter's attention. Her dismay multiplied when Davey demolished his cardboard target and could hear Before's squeal of utter idolization.

"AAAAAAAAWESOOOOOOOOOMMMMME!!!!" *0*!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! he cheered, "Bix, After, Boss, Dude, that was just AMAZING!!!!!" Take note, he is only running on pure, unadulterated admiration. Someone should really keep the sugar and caffeine away from Before.

(( Jerry: XXX Weapon charged!
Candace: XOXX Weapon charged!
Gale: XXOX Weapon charged!
Bix: XXX Weapon charged!
Cass: XXOOX Weapon charged!
Before: OXOXX Weapon charged!
Madison: OXXX Weapon charged!
Ariane: XXX Weapon charged!
Leon: OXXX Weapon charged!
Jordan: XXX Weapon charged!
June: XOXX Weapon charged!
Davey: XXX Weapon charged! ))


There was something to the stillness of the instructor's pose that was... off. She didn't seem to notice the late arrival of Madison. Nor did she pay attention to the blast of Jerry's weapon Roar, or the odd dance-like movements of Candace as she tried to use her weapon to its best effect.

Bix's call made Aria blink and shake her head, as if snapping out of a dream. Or was she communicating to her own weapon? "Good," She said, "Everyone keep at it. Bix, keep hold of your weapon. Do not put it away. You may keep shooting should you desire."

She fell silent, the teacher grinning at a comment no one else could hear. Aria began to walk amonst the students, nodding with approval at the antics of some while frowning at others. They... really need more practice, she thought, wincing at Candace. To be fair, however, Aria had no idea how to use those shoe-blades either.

As each hunter landed strike after strike, the runes on their weapons began to glow. It was soft at first, but after the third strike there was a noticable glow. It wasn't bright to be blinding, but there was a... spark of something that wasn't there before.

"Trainees, attend!" She said loudly, cutting through their conversation. "Your weapon's hunger is sated. But now... Now they are burning with something. Can you hear it? The extra buzz to their voice, the agitation? All it takes is one..." She turned, whipping her weapon diagonally across the cutout as a puff of mist coated it. "Two," Another strike, this time horizontal. "Three!" The final strike was vertial, top to bottom. The rune on her weapon glowed as Aria hefted her flamethrower up, a wide edged grin on her face.

"Now you might be wondering, what now? My weapon should be sated, right? Wrong! Your weapon is now burning with stolen Fear! This is their lifeblood, their energy! Without Fear, your weapon will become nothing. But!"

She pointed her weapon towards them, holding it in one hand. "Three strikes is all it takes. You may attack more if you wish, but it does nothing. If you force your weapon into its non-weapon form, the charge will be lost. Don't do this. Instead..." Aria turned towards the cardboard cutout, her words soft. "Instead, just let it go."

A cold, chilling wind picked up and swirled around the muzzle of her weapon. It began to get colder as a ball of... something formed at the tip of her weapon. Aria pulled the trigger. Immediately the hunteress slid back as her weapon shot forth a bright laser-like attack complete with flakes of snow swirling around it.

All in all, it would have been more impressive if it didn't look like a shoop da whoop.

By the time it was finished, Aria had slid back several feet. She was no longer standing -- one hand and knee was rested against the ground, her other foot parcially buried in the grass. There were even ruts in the ground showing where she moved. The only thing that was steady was the hand holding her flamethrower, its tip still smoking.

After a moment, Aria climbed to her feet and calmly walked to the cardboard cutout. There wasn't a hole in it, nor was it on fire. Her flamethrower did not seem to shoot flames: it shot ice. Aria studied the three-inch thick ice that covered the cutout before leaning back, her heel lashing out to kick it. Upon being struck, it shattered, falling to pieces.

"This," she said, using her still smoking weapon to gesture at the pile of ice shards. "This is my weapon's Fear attack. Why don't all of you show me yours?"

(( OOC: ZOMG WEAPON FEAR ATTACKS!

Before you can use your weapon's attack, it must be charged.
You can charge your weapon by successfully hitting your opponent three times.
-- Note that this only works against Fear-opponents! If for some reason your hunter is being attacked by a normal human, you can NOT use your weapon's Fear attack against them!
-- Other hunters? Hunter weapons are made out of Fear. Try to hit those and steal their Fear. :3

My suggestion: whenever you battle as a Hunter, keep track of your hits and misses. It can be as simple as the X's and O's as seen above, or something fancier.
-- It takes 3 hits to charge your weapon.
-- As soon as you hit the first 3, you have ONE CHARGE.
-- If you hit 6 times, you do NOT get to use your Fear twice.
-- If you want to use your Fear more than once, your Hunter must rank up ICly!
-- You do not have to use your Fear attack as soon as you have it charged.
-- If your weapon returns to its non-weapon form, it loses the charge.

So. Now you've charged your weapon. How do you use it?

Hunter weapon Fears work just like Halloween Fears. Look up your weapon's special ability. Pick one of the following that sounds close to what your weapon's Fear is. If you're stuck, please hit me up with a PM and I will be happy to assist! If something really doesn't work out, we'll... find something. : DDD

Fears are split into two categories: Offensive and Defensive/Supportive. Please note that Fears may change at any time for balancing reasons, or edited for clarification. If you have questions, please also shoot me a PM!

Please note that the values displayed here are for Hunters and Y2 Halloween Students.



For reference, Aria's weapon Fear-type is "The Mind." Fear attacks are just like a Limit Break in final fantasy -- feel free to go as over the top as you'd like! biggrin

and holycrap that was a long post. |D SORRYYYYY ;;; ))

[[ Bix is 'The Mind' ]]

Bix watched Aria, clearly impressed and soooo much more into her now. He actually was sort of gaping because what she did was AWESOME. He had to walk back to his cutout because he'd been wandering all over the training field talking to people. In the meantime he paused to watch Cass attack. There was something great about seeing a weapon glow and do crazy s**t. He lived for this stuff. Being a geek totally paid off once you found out that crazy magic weapon stuff was real.

He finally got back to his cutout which currently only bore 3 holes from his previous arrow attacks. Mina thrummed in his hands and was still making strange purring noises in his head. She sounded a bit exasperated when she began to speak to him.

I need release Bixy.. her voice was slightly groaning.
This is.. really inappropriate. He bit his lip and rubbed his eyes. He impatiently clutched his marble, waiting for instructions from the weapon or some sort of divine inspiration.
I can guide you. Let me show you how...
Bix relaxed knowing his weapon could help. Instead of an explanation he just received a mental image, a stance, and so he tried to duplicate it.

He spaced his legs and took the bow up as if he were taking a normal shot. Instead of aiming right at the target he aimed up into the sky. The gems on the bow began to glow red and revealed runes inside of them. They pulsed, the energy flow making the feathers ruffle with an unseen wind.

Don't be forceful Mina put on an innocent voice for a moment. It's our first time together.

Her sexually charged talk seemed to severely distract her wielder. When he pulled back and released his energy arrow it flew up into the sky and suddenly there were a few arrows, more than there were before. They rained down on his target but not a single one hit. The grass sizzled where the arrows hit, but the target itself remained untouched.

In his head his weapon was making 'happy sounds' but Bix looked displeased with his performance. He missed! All those arrows and not a single hit?

GRUMPGRUMP

[[ MISS crying ]]