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Nio Love rolled 2 12-sided dice:
9, 12
Total: 21 (2-24)
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 Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 5:06 pm
It felt the tug of life against it's hand, and swiveled around instinctively to attack whatever was holding it. The glimmer of scissors was a memory, and for a moment, Robert saw Mimsy holding those scissors out again, bearing down on his chest. She wanted his heart, and she could have had it then, just as she could have now, if Robert had been there. But he wasn't. Only it remained. It snarled a violent roar and pushed her down onto the ground, pinning her with it's arms and it's legs, until she was helpless against it's body. Those teeth came close to her throat than was safe, but the smell of blood pumping through her veins wasn't what it wanted anymore. It wanted her to stop struggling, stop fighting. She was a menace, she was the hunter, and it refused to be her prey anymore. So it slammed, again and again, bearing down on her. She needed to stop moving. She needed to stop. It didn't want her blood, her flesh, her scent. It just wanted everything to stop. Alice knew this moment would come. She'd saved them from a much worse guilt than was already in store. Quote: Robert: HP: 30 Damage to Mimsy: 15
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Bittiface rolled 2 12-sided dice:
5, 8
Total: 13 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 5:10 pm
Words words words. It was all gibberish to Otto. All he felt was unbridled rage. And no outlet. He'd destroyed that woman's face but he needed more. More. More... Otto snarled again, ripping his hands free and dragging his bloodied nails roughly into Chance's cheek. Quote: Otto HP 17 Target: Chance Damage: 7 Virus: 0
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 5:13 pm
[ Courtyard ]The loss of her hand in his, even for a moment, had been a terrible tragedy. Seeing why she released it, however, had caused a swell of pride within Edgar - his princess was so clever and bright! This, of course, required adequate praise, which he attempted to do-- --and the courtyard outside of the dormitories came into focus instead. Everything around them was in complete and utter chaos, and there was a pounding in his head, and it felt like his face might have been covered in scratches, but none of this mattered. Because there was Princess Kiki, wounded, and he had done nothing to stop it. "Princess!" His hands shook as he reached towards her, fearful that touching her might make it worse. "Thou art injured! O, I hath done thee a great dishonor..." HP: 30 Status: Uninfected
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Nothing Yet rolled 2 12-sided dice:
1, 10
Total: 11 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 5:18 pm
[ Courtyard ]All of this would have gone differently, had she been more capable of thought or awareness. At the very least, it would have been much simpler to communicate that each of them both wanted the other to stop, albeit for reasons that differed somewhat. He refused to be her prey any longer, and she refused to allow him to fight it. This was hers, this was inevitable, she bore the power of destruction and had no desire to back down and shy away from it. There was no room for change now. She didn't want change. She wanted only to tear him apart, for Destruction, for the Heart. The scissors were closer to their target now, connecting with the flesh in the center of his chest, but all of his infuriatingly incessant movements prevented her from driving the blade in deep enough. Angered by his denial of her superiority, her right to this, she dug the nails of her other hand into his shoulder, but it did nothing to ease her frustrations. Virus: Red Eye Infected HP: 15 DMG: 5 to Robert
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 5:20 pm
What had happened in the span of time she'd forgotten? Something... flashes of red, and anger... and a face that looked like.... But ah, Edgar.. he looked terribly worn. And Kiki herself felt stings of pain, as if she'd fought a cat. Or ten cats. Edgar was, as always, very perfect in every way. "My Prince..." She blinked back surprise, his hands on her chest to still her rapidly beating heart. "I---I am well. Do not worry for me." She stammered, trying to get her grip again, and play the part she'd always wanted to be. Still, if she ended up with scars there would be ******** Hell to pay. Not even a Prince would be safe from her wrath. "Please... I---" Her eyes turned to regard the chaos, and she stepped closer to Edgar, reaching to grip his sleeve. "Ah.. these people... are they ill? Pesitlence is swimming here.." Her face soured. "These people are dirty, my Prince."
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Beejoux rolled 2 12-sided dice:
12, 8
Total: 20 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 5:23 pm
[ Beach - Peyton ] The sword bit, pulled a pained hiss from the dainty sun, as she staggered back and away. She wasn't paying attention to what was going on around her, everything had boiled down to Jack and the sword in his hands, those emotionless green eyes staring down at her. As eager as she might have been to face him in normal circumstances, doing so unarmed was beyond foolish, it was very nearly deadly. She was backing away from him when it hit. Nothing physical, nothing notable. One moment moving and afraid, the next she had just stopped in her tracks, features subtly startled. When she blinked, lips half parting as if she meant to say something, the soft lavender of her eyes had bleed into something dark and crimson. It would be a rare treat for Jack. A chance to see the Sun's infect, her plight, up close and personal. Peyton charged forward, feral and wild. There was no reason, there was no logic. He had hurt her, she would destroy him. Jumping, she disregarded the weapon in his hands completely, and dug her fingers into the front of his shirt as she brought her right hand around in a powerful right hook to the jaw. Not once, but twice. Hard enough to bruise her knuckles. There could only be one. Only one. It would be her.HP: 30 DMG: 14 Target: Jack Status: Red-eyesmedigel go me for being confused. FIXED IT.
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The Semblance of Unity rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 1
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 5:24 pm
[courtyard - Horace] "Nellie!" he called out. "You ok? Not feeling f-" His words were lost as Oliver barreled into him. s**t not again. He pushed wildly at his friend, cursing. Quote: COUNTER: HP: 21/50 RUNIC: daggers
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kuropeco rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 2
Total: 8 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 5:25 pm
CHANCE - BEACHThat one hurt. Chance let out a strangled hiss of pain, the sound crawling up his throat along with a partial yell that died away. He tried not to think of the blood, or the pain, but instead just on Otto, and attempting to hold him at ********, Otto, getting a little rough is okay, but," he got out through gritted teeth, a smile flickering across his face briefly. Chance grappled with Otto's hands, grasping his wrist and dragging it away from his cheek.
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Bittiface rolled 2 12-sided dice:
12, 7
Total: 19 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 5:28 pm
This ******** was holding him back. He kept babbling and smiling ******** he wanted to rip that smile from his face. Otto growled, and screamed, trying to free his hands. When he finally did? It was time to pay. Chance took away his toy. So he'd just have to... Otto gripped Chance's throat with both hands and squeezed with all his strength. Quote: Otto HP 15 Target: Chance Damage: 13 Virus: 0
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 5:29 pm
Rep -??? "How distasteful." She, a whirlwind of red and destruction and power, pointed at the blue chains around Rep. "You are a wild animal, kept for show. Your sole purpose is to entertain the masses, not to be freed."
The chains began to rattle as she ran her fingers against them. "I think you already know, a part of you belongs to me. Will the rest of you follow? It would be nice, wouldn't it, not to worry about anything."
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 5:34 pm
For what felt like the longest moment, everything hurt. His whole body seemed ready to shut down, leave this world for good this time. The other previous times he blacked out quickly, his heart stopping without a prolonged glance. Now? This was slow, agonizing, and just as he was about to think 'well, screw it', the world turned red. He had a new purpose, a new goal. His once dying body no longer cared. There was only Red. Lifting himself to his feet he whirled around, wondering just exactly where he needed to go. Some distance away he saw a familiar pair tossing around on the ground, triggering a memory. It was not his memory but one shared with him. "Daddy, am i a monster?"Walking should hurt, as he approached. He should have made him step, but this time it drove him on. "yes." The masculin voice whispered in return. "But you can pretend not to be."He reached out, grabbing for Mimsy because even in his mindset, physics would show you could not move a giant man with a tiny one. He tried to pry mimsy away from the other, growing out in frustration. If she had given up the fight to not be the monster, if she was allowing this darkness to show. Well, she was currently in good company. Quinn HP: 30 Virus: RED EYED nothingyet Not rolling attack dice just yet he is only nio love Trying to pry mimsy away atm
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Nio Love rolled 2 12-sided dice:
10, 11
Total: 21 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 5:36 pm
It didn't stop, and she was going to carve his heart out, and keep it like a treasure, like a spoil of war that she'd fought for - Someone wrapped their arms around Mimsy and the animal receded, replaced by an overwhelming sense of desire. This was his fight - she was his, his, only his, only his, only his-Robert snapped, a less animalistic roar escaping him as he bore down on Quinn and tried to wrench his arms away from Mimsy. He couldn't have her, she was his, no one could have her, he would kill anyone who tried-- Quote: Robert: HP: 25 Damage to Quinn: 15 Red Eye Infection
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baby_gwing rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 4
Total: 9 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 5:38 pm
Courtyard
"Nellie's okie!" Nellie shouted back, her eyes going wide at the other hunter that had deliberately tackled Horace from behind. "You! Get off Horace!" She shrieked, pulling forcefully at the offending hunter to try to get him off her friend.
Quote: NellieHP: 40 Damage: 3 Target: Oliver
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kuropeco rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 4
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 5:39 pm
CHANCE - BEACHHis smile froze in place; Otto's hands were around his neck, and he couldn't draw breath enough to say anything at all, his fingers scrabbling at Otto's wrists, Chance's entire body bucking as he tried to get air into his lungs. Black spots appeared in his line of vision, wavering in and out.
"O...tto..." he gasped out, barely audible. "Let...me...go..."
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Bittiface rolled 2 12-sided dice:
4, 3
Total: 7 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 5:43 pm
Chance's pleas were simply fuel. Otto grinned menacingly, his blood lust rising and fulfilling. Red eyes stared into the darkness of Chance's, as life was slowly being squeezed out of him. Some part inside Otto screamed in agony. His grip faltered, only for a moment. Quote: Otto HP 15 Target: Chance Damage: 1 Virus: 0
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