The anger that burned him was as quick to leave as it had appeared, and Belladonna's insistent tug was enough to stop him. The strange pressure against his shoulder blade, however, took him a little to understand, and when he did he turned towards her with a most sober and weary look.
It wasn't that he didn't recognize her. It was that her actions, her loving gestures, all of it was being fed to a bottomless hole inside of him - none of it would ever be enough to fix it, not while they remained in this hellhole surrounded by Insanity. And he was tormented by the knowledge that even if he told her it was pointless, she would still keep going, keep giving of herself until there was nothing left to give. She didn't deserve that.
"Bells." It was breathed as a sigh. "J-Just...want to sleep." She would understand what he meant, right? It didn't matter to him what was going on with the warring hunters, and it had been made clear that he was of no use as a fighter to free the trapped student.
He just wanted everything to end already.
HP: 21 Attack: 3/3 Fear: ??? Insanity: 50%
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2012 12:19 pm
"You better reconsider your options," Harrison told Dakota, appearing in front of Rep with two glowing swords in haul. His tone was cheerful.
"Seriously man, what the s**t, why are you and Dakota- uh, wait, is that-?"
Ceres's weapon was sticking right out of an insanity horse. It looked like it was wearing her hair as a wig. And her coat...
"This...this is like, like that ******** island from Pinocchio."
Stats:
Name: Harrison Hughes Charge: 1/3 Defending: Rep HP: 39/50 FEAR Strength: 90% Insanity Strength: 20% Items: Corrupt Runic Bandage (x2), Runic Bandaids RP Blurb: Scarred hunter with a bleach blonde buzzcut, a pink sash around his waist, and dual cutlasses.
If Deryk had been normal, he would have questioned why he could hear the thoughts of the others, especially when a lot of it dealt with boobs and butts. But no, this seemed fine to him. They were together. They were all going to go home. Bix and Ceres were already there. These others... they didn't understand how it was supposed to work. They needed to protect each other!
We can all go home soon. Don't they understand?! No. We need to make them see things our way!
The death trainee frowned as he thought this, then watched as a few already went to make their move. Yes... they were traitors. The lot of them. So quick to turn on their own. Dakota over there was now dealing with Rep. Rep... he was the one who took down Bix. Bix was safe at home but that didn't make things any better.
Keep him busy, he thought while making his way towards the big red head. From there, Deryk leaped towards the guy to try and take him down.
"DIE NAYSAYER!"
Target: Rep Damage: 7 Stats:
Name: Deryk Bond HP: 30 FEAR Strength: 90% Insanity: 60% Damage: Charge: 0/3 - 0/2 Items: 2 bandages RP Blurb: Death trainee with a hidden blade. Missing one finger.
Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2012 12:22 pm
There was something unnerving about watching his side of a fight start to lose their minds. On the one side, hunters were shooting, slashing, hitting one another. Fights broke out between them. Madness gleamed in their eyes. And on the other side, the monsters were fighting to save one of their own. Working together to keep each other alive, and bring down the barrier that made them hit one another. Apologies bubbled forth from them over and over.
The entire situation was starting to make Robert wonder if he was on the right side again. Unfortunately, this was no normal war. He couldn't just switch factions when the mood struck. He was a human. He had to go fight with the crazies.
He briefly thought of the weird, spiky guy who kept hanging around them in the fog, but pushed the thought out of his mind as quickly as possible. Instead, he thought about how hard he was going to hit Jerry for shooting him earlier, when they got home.
Not now. Not through all this. But when they got home.
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Name: Robert Morris HP: 35HP FEAR Strength: 90% Insanity Strength: 20% Items: 1 runic bandage from jenga, 1 from base RP Blurb: aderpderpderp
The transformation of two of their own was horrifying and sickening; Jordan could understand all too well the need to protect, to save the people you loved, but they had become monsters, crazed and out of control. How did you begin to fight that?
The frost demon had used the contents of a vial on the students who'd become weapons, so briefly, and Jordan remembered that he had a similar vial in his on pocket; but it seemed that the fog-distorted things had to be weakened first, and he hung back with the tiny bottle in his hand, waiting for his chance. The thing that had once been Bix fell under Tracey's blade, and Jordan couldn't help a moment of fierce pride. But by the time he could start to move forward, Bix was gone, lost within the fog.
A protective ring of defenders formed around the once-Moon-hunter, and there was something in their eyes, something off - maybe Jordan was imagining it. Maybe not. There was no way to tell. Everything about this was going terribly wrong.
Jerry was attacking someone Jordan half-knew, and now Rep was facing off against Dakota, and everything was going wrong - Jordan made a split-second decision and headed for the latter two. He shoved the vial at Dakota as he got in range, ignoring the too-real danger that Rep might not be able to keep from hitting him; his shield was still fine, he could take a hit if he had to.
"Use this," he barked at Dakota. "One of the freaks was reviving the ones that turned on their side. Try it, for God's sake."
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Name: Jordan Miller HP: 45/60 Charge: 2/3 Damage: FEAR Strength: 90% Insanity Strength: 25% Items: 1 Corrupted Runic Bandage, 1 Runic Bandage, 1 Horseman Vial RP Blurb: Human wearing a red scarf, shoulder-length blond hair in a ponytail, carrying a massive hammer with red runes
Maybe that flat tone was just what he needed to snap him out of his near panic. It stung, that Yin would talk to him like that, almost like a slap to the face, but a slap is really what he needed to clear his head just a little bit. Also, it helped, to know that it wasn't his fault, that it had something to do with the barrier itself. It just meant that he had to be more careful, and try not to hurt Yin again, though honestly even as the thought entered his mind it was enough to nearly make him laugh bitterly. When was he not hurting Yin? His very existence probably hurt the other boil.
In any case, the stream of apologies cut off abruptly, and when Yin attacked the barrier the Zomboil flinched back, for some reason sure that the attack would somehow rebound and strike him instead, like some kind of hellish karma.
But back to the matter at hand now, because that was something he could and would focus his attentions on, rather then whatever was going on inside of his head, or what was going on between him and Yin. This was more important, especially if another student was behind this barrier and had a chance of being fixed. The zomboil had effectively put quite a bit of distance between he and Yin, hoping that it meant that he could strike out and not hit the other boil.
Well, he was right about that at least. When he threw another punch forward, he somehow got turned around again and ended up with his fist striking against an all too familiar witch ghoul with red hair. Again, that sick feeling of satisfaction, and a vague sense that he had done this once before, recently..only maybe not quite...
"Damnit! Belladonna I'm really sorry!" He just couldn't even....He began backing away from her as well, brows furrowed, almost more in confusion then anything else. He was a hazard to everyone around him.
Target: Barrier Belladonna Barrier HP: 92 Damage to Belladonna: 14
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Name: Alexander HP: 50/50 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 50% Items: Horsemen vial, pumpkin pill-used. RP Blurb: 6'3" zombie like this minus skateboard, minus left eye, plus horsemen insignia on back of right hand surrounded by grey.
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2012 12:26 pm
Another guy?
Well, Harrison did have two swords. B0nez glanced off the sneak-attack, and Harrison stayed wary and at the ready, moving closer to Rep as Jordan stepped in.
"Offering the guy a drink's one way to solve it," he muttered.
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Name: Harrison Hughes Charge: 2/3 Defending: Rep HP: 39/50 FEAR Strength: 90% Insanity Strength: 20% Items: Corrupt Runic Bandage (x2), Runic Bandaids RP Blurb: Scarred hunter with a bleach blonde buzzcut, a pink sash around his waist, and dual cutlasses.
Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2012 12:35 pm
"Whatever you say handshake." Rep purred "You can try. Everyone ******** wants a piece of me."
Before he could launch another attack, Harrison was there, and only in the nick of time too as out of nowhere, Deryk joined the fray, hitting him for a rather nasty amount of shield damage. But at least Harrison was still there. They could cope. Probably. He bristled at the death hunter, of course ******** Deaths would lose their minds. Weak. Clearly, they were all kissups to the other factions too, soft hearted.
"See?" he laughed almost maniacally , turning his attention to addressing Harrison's question as if it wasn't suddenly apparent from the assaults. "They are all ******** mental."
Jordan was there too now and Rep stepped back a bit defensively, turning his back to Harrison anxiously, bracing Tracey for more attacks, everyone way too close together to swing again right away without cleaving hostiles and friendlies alike.
Target: -- Target HP: --
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Name: William Reid HP: 24/50 DMG : ?? FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 35% Charge: 2/3 Items : 2 x medikit, 1 runic bandage Appearance : Loud, arrogant
human with vibrant red hair and a nasty demeanour,
"The only thing I need to rethink is my friendship with Rep..." Dakota growled at Harrison. Another of his moon brothers. Though they didn't know each other as well, Dakota still squinted his eyes at the man. "Especially if the thinks he can sacrifice two moon hunters and a sun because we haven't tried all our options in saving them. Talk about us being mental, then take a good look at the one who cares more about killing then he does about his fellow hunters." He kept Chama up, fire spewing from her blade.
And then Deryk was there, attacking. Jordan too and it was bad. There was too many hunters he knew here. too many he liked. Too many he wouldn't let come near Ceres and would end up hurting them instead.
and all he could see was Ceres disappearing and it hurt. All he thought of was a stone Marcus, someone he truly loved like a brother gone. He kept fueling into him.
The vial was taken with apprehension and mistrust...instead of leaving his post though, he mentally called for Wilson and Ryan.
Wilson, Ryan. Vial. Wanna try using it on Ceres while we keep Rep off?
"How about you two do me a favor then, We try it. You keep Rep ******** back or I continue with what I intended." His tone wasn't cheerful and all too heated with rage as he glowered at Rep.
The promise of immenient death between the two still held.
With Jake down and out of the way, it was time she seek out the other traitors. Most were already being taken care of, or was until Harrison decided to interfere. Without moving from where she stood, she aimed to shoot the moon hunter in the shoulder.
Target: Harrison Damage: 4
Stats:
Name: Katherine Taylor HP: 5/50 FEAR Strength: 90% Insanity Strength: 40% 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
Ariane gritted her teeth, glaring at Jude; it frustrated her that he did not understand - him of all people.
"I would do the same for you, if you were in her position," She replied, pointing at the "monster" they were currently defending, "Unless I know for sure that you are too far gone... Unless I know for sure that you're not going home with me.Most of the attackers didn't know Bix personally. To Caelius, each and everyone of us are weak, and easily replaced... But you are different. You don't see us as-"
She paused suddenly, his call for her to wake up causing her to wince as she pinched the bridge of her nose; she wasn't following others... She just wanted to see if there was an a way to save them... Defending Ceres was just part of her plan to delay her death - if there was a way to return her to normal, they would be able to use it on someone else if it happens to them. She didn't want to go home. Not this home... Anyway?
"JUDE, SLAP ME AGAIN."
[Attack 2/3] Target: HEY Jude Damage: 0 8|
Stats:
Name: Ariane HP: 37 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 20% Items:Runic bandage RP Blurb: Girl with bolas; hair is red-brown with green accents at the tips.
People were getting in the way. They were all going to get in the way of them being able to go home! Deryk looked at the sun and moon hunters that came to help out Rep. They would have to fall too. Switching gears a bit, he turned and tried to stab Harrison for now.
"All of you.. We'll take you all down!"
Though, his attack faltered when he heard Dakota's thoughts. The vial? Would it help? Of course they wouldn't be able to find out if Rep ended up killing Ceres too.
Target: Harrison Damage: 1 Stats:
Name: Deryk Bond HP: 30 FEAR Strength: 90% Insanity: 60% Damage: Charge: 0/3 - 0/2 Items: 2 bandages RP Blurb: Death trainee with a hidden blade. Missing one finger.
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2012 12:56 pm
Home. Bix was Home, and so was Ceres. Wilson let himself relax. He was content with standing by Ceres while the others went off, but his name ringing in his mind caught his attention. Hm? It took him a few moments to realize who it was, but after a while he locked onto Dakota. At the mention of a vial, he pressed his lips together and stared at it. Wilson walked toward Dakota. The vial doesn’t work. I tried it on Bix and it did nothing. He shrugged. Not that it matters anymore. Bix is Home now.
Stats:
Name: Wilson Hopkins HP: 50/50 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 30% Items:link Corrupted Pumpkin Pill, Horseman Vial (USED) RP Blurb:5'11" hunter
Ryan paused in his attack against Lex. His claws already half raised and ready to strike again. It was thanks to Dakota's question, however, flooding into his mind that caused him to hold off on bringing them down a second time. For the moment at least.
It won't. Its as Wilson said He confirmed, his expression was a mix of sorrow and bitter rage. The end result was Bix still died. Because they were in too much of a hurry to follow orders. Didn't even try... so quick to kill... His eyes narrowed at Rep, the one who literally brought the axe down on Bix. They killed him!
"Can't forgive them..!" He started out, speaking under his breath. The anger fear of loss turning to anger, until finally, he snapped, "I won't forgive them! Those traitors!" ,and lunged for Rep.
It will be okay though. Because eventually, we will all go home. Back wtih Bix and Ceres
Target: Rep Damage: 7
Stats:
Name: Ryan O'Conner HP: 47/50 Charge: 2/3 FEAR Strength: 70% Insanity Strength: 70% Items: None RP Blurb: Looks like this.
Dakota closed his eyes and rubbed them. s**t. This was a ******** cluster ******** of suffering.
Leave it to a ******** sun to rush orders instead of thinking them over.
"Wilson and Ryan say the vial doesn't work Jordan." He blinked at the hunter and smiled sadly at him. "So unless you guys back off, We have no other choice..."
Home kept repeating in his head but his focus was the hunters against them. Friends vs. Friends.
"Favors aside, If Rep doesn't back off for real...I won't be able to stop the ones that don't have some kind of attachment to him." He thumbed over at Ryan, Kat and Deryk. "And you'll both be caught in the crossfire."
Bix and them were home. So they'd defend their home.
