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LP rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-6)
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 Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 4:30 pm
The fact he was getting beaten up was starting to tick Aleister off a bit. He stood there looking very unhappy.
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kalindara rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 6
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 4:31 pm
In her rage, Aurian couldn't tell friend from foe - everyone suddenly cast as an enemy and the cause of her misery. She charged the nearest figure, screeching. Anger powered the swing of her scythe. The blade missed the figure, who darted off. Pain bloomed on her face. Aurian paused in her persuit and pressed one hand to her cheek. Her fingers came away red. Frowning, she realised she must have nicked herself with the other blade on her weapon during her attack. When was the last time she'd been so careless...? No, that didn't matter. Aurian was surrounded by enemies. She could ignore the scratch, but not the danger all around her. She needed to remove the obstacles in her path. ------------------------ OOC: Character Name: Aurian HP: 29/30 Target: Aurian Damage: 1 Effect: Insanity for one IC day Number of times Aurian has attacked others: 1/3 Number of times Aurian has been attacked: 0/3 Quote: kalindara's character Aurian is attacking Aurian for 1 damage! Appearance Aurian is a busty Reaper in a skimpy black outfit, wielding a large double-ended scythe. She has glowing red eyes and waist-length blue->green hair (yay gradients!).
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Syusaki rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 4:31 pm
When Dev failed to evoke a reply from Mea, she growled and pushed the rabbit ghoul away. The dog angrily stalked off, her tail wagging. The last hit had been a good one, and her chest filled with temporary pride. Yes. She wasn’t weakweakweakweak she was strong. Dev could fight. She had it in her. She wasn’t useless. UselessUselessUseless. She howled. No!
(( OOC:
Character Name: Dev (Student)
HP: 30/30
Effect: Insanity (4 days/end of meta)
Attacks: 2/3
Attacked by: 0/3Appearance Dev is in her natural form: a green dog with glowing eyes and curled tail, about 6 feet
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 4:32 pm
And Mort cackled as the Hunter cried out in his panic, not minding that his punches and kicks were at the least bothersome, at the most rather painful; his body was still sore from this whole ordeal, especially the fall. One kick dislodged his jaw on one end, but his free hand merely popped it back on as he gave the hunter a wide, sharp-toothed smirk.
"ONE OF US," he said a little louder, even as the hiss popped several teeth out. His established grip on the Hunter's wrist grew tighter as he tried to reign him in.
HP: 27/40
Attack Turns: 3/3
# of People Attacking Me: 1/3 (Otto)
(( Mort is 5'6", wearing jeans/sneakers/hoodie/graphic shirt/beanie sorta like from headshot. Currently grinning like a madman. ))
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Syusaki rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 2
Total: 3 (2-12)
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 4:32 pm
She stopped abruptly as the voices repeated themselves over and over in her head like an ugly mantra. Weak. Useless. Nothing. Weak. Useless. NothingNothingNothing. Dev thrashed around wildly, uncaring of whether she hit someone else or not. She just wanted the voices to stop. She wasn’t weak, she was strong. She had a purpose. She was something. The voices were lying. Something hit her in the side and she screamed.
(( OOC:
Character Name: Dev (Student)
HP: 22/30
Target: Herself
Damage: 0
Effect: Insanity (4 days/end of meta)
Attacks: 3/3
Attacked by: 1/3 (Aleister)Appearance Dev is in her natural form: a green dog with glowing eyes and curled tail, about 6 feet
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 4:34 pm
He knew it. He knew it. The zomboil just wanted to do things like kissing and all sorts of inappropriate things. It was easy for the insanity to attack this insecurity, twisting it even worse than the mantodae normally would have. Voices whispering, always whispering. They must have heard. His face was crimson, flushed with a mixture of just a dash of embarrassment along with a whole lot of anger. Alexander had been lying to him all along and who even knew what else he might have lied about? He probably wanted...he probably wanted what his mother had been lecturing him about. He was just waiting like some sort of perverse predator, a creepy green playing across his face. Otto was not the only one that needed an adult. Yin could not shove him away fast enough pulling his arms back defensively. If that was what Alexander wanted he had certainly gone to the wrong boil. Yin was not that insane. Or at least, not in that area. "That is all you ever think about," he said with a hiss. "You claim you will not push me and then you just shove your way in whether I am prepared or not. You should just go find some human to force yourself on."Kissing. So not ready for that. ------------------------ OOC: Character Name: Yin HP: 37/40 Target: Alexander Damage: Verbal and mental? :'D Effect: Insanity Effect - 1 days Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 2/3 (Mei-Xiu, Ami) Number of Attacks Use: 3/3 NeoSeussi I see what you tried there. Appearance Yin is a 5'7" boil dressed in clothing that most would probably not even bother cutting up for rags, and then someone went and added battle damage. He had brown hair, pale green eyes, overly large hands, and antennae.
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 4:35 pm
"Does it hurt?" Aisa crooned towards the reaper, her boot stepping on a piece of metal. The amount of pain, for the four clans shattering like so .. It was a pain that Aisa wanted to inflict on hunters and students like. When she looked on the battlefield, only the members of the clans and other heirs stood apart.
There were no differences. Amytiville had never been a home to Aisa and now, it would never be a home.
It was unsaid but known, that his fear would be able to mend and regenerate. It was his scythe, after all. Not Aisa's. But it was also a fact, that the horsemen's fear would not fade in a matter of seconds or minutes, like other students and their attacks.
"Did it cry out when it broke? Did you hear her--" She picked up a shard at this point, leaning in to brush the shadowed metal against Sparrow's cheek, before dropping it into his palm. It left a trail of Aisa's blood, from Otto's attack. "--"her scream? If you did, Ill hope you never allow that again."
"She's more delicate than you think."
Quote:  OOC:Character Name: Aisa; Horsemen heir of death HP: 53/60 Target: ?? Damage: 0 Effect: Insanity for two weeks Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3 ))
Aisa's appearance Like the picture, with a scythe!
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LP rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 7
Total: 14 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 4:39 pm
Aelister saw a monster and instead of hiding from it or being scared. He swung his Blitzball towards the monster hoping to hit the giant green dog staring at it.------------------------ (( OOC:Character Name: Aleister HP: 30/40 Target: Dev Damage: 14 - 6 = 8 Effect: Insanity Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 1/3 Attacks: 2/3)) Syusaki LP's character Aleister is attacking/defending Dev for 8 damage! Appearance Blonde Hunter with Violet eyes.
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 4:40 pm
Release and then air. Gasping, choking, eyes able to see again though his head pounded with blood and whispers of unidentified voices.
She was insulted by his intrusion? How novel! He gave her a rather feral grin at her hissing protest as blood dripped on the arms and front of his uniform and he refused to let her go in fact he attempted to grab parts of her insides, secretly reveling in the squish or the firmness of bone against the skin of his hand contrasting to his warmth with her cool. An odd thought struck him to bury his face inside her just so he could the cooling affect all over his features but thankfully he held that urge back.
His head rocked back from her slap and he suddenly let go of her residual blood splat hitting the ground wetly in space between them, "What's the matter," he gasped out his voice course and going rough most of his cowl undone by the struggle, "don't want to play?"
"You start the game and you can't finish it? Typical," he rasped softly a red mark forming on his cheek.  (( HP: 50/50 Target: AMRITA Damage: 0 Charge: 2/3 Items: 1 x Fear Charge Packet, 1 x Communications Device Effect: 1 Week of INSANITY... Quote: Appearance: 5'9" Hunter wearing a cowl and a stern face. He and his uniform are looking ... less than pristine.
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 4:41 pm
That face.Otto was definitely horrified now. He'd die and become a zombie and be gross and smell bad for all eternity! How horrible! "OH GOOD LORD, NO!" Otto screamed, throwing another punch to the face, a kick to the gut, while still wiggling his arm to be free. Tenya rooted for him in the back of his mind, treating his situation like a boxing game on TV. Her input was not appreciated. His weapon was too heavy to wield with one arm effectively. How would he ever get this kid off of hi--- ... Hey, Tenya? Do zombies feel pain?<>He took a chance. He gave Mort a swift knee to the groin. OOC:
Character Name: Otto
HP: 41/50
Target: Mort's Nuts
Damage:
Attackers: 2/3 (Aisa, Mort)
Attacking: 3/3 All Done Attacking for damageAppearance 17 years old, 5'5", Blonde hair, Blue eyes, grumpy expression, skater clothes. Fights with a 6 foot boomerang.
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LP rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 4:42 pm
Aleister knew he should run, but for some reason he was just so mad he kept wanting to hit things.
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kalindara rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 4:44 pm
Aurian shook herself free from the minor pain she'd caused herself. The scratch wouldn't kill her. All these people around her would. ... But not if she got them first. Scanning the figures around her, Aurian picked out the closest one. The white coat didn't register as more than a detail in Aurian's mind. Everyone was an enemy, no matter what they wore. ------------------------ OOC: Character Name: Aurian HP: 29/30 Target: n/a Damage: n/a Effect: Insanity for one IC day Number of times Aurian has attacked others: 1/3 Number of times Aurian has been attacked: 0/3 Appearance Aurian is a busty Reaper in a skimpy black outfit, wielding a large double-ended scythe. She has glowing red eyes and waist-length blue->green hair (yay gradients!).
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LP rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 8
Total: 15 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 4:46 pm
Aleister ended up hitting himself. In the face again. "OW What'd you do that for pookie!?" He sounded irritated.------------------------ (( OOC:Character Name: Aleister HP: 21/40 Target: Himself Damage: 9. Effect: Insanity Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 1/3 (Wilson) Attacks: 0)) OPPONENT'S PLAYER LP's character Aleister is attacking Himself for 9 damage! Appearance Blonde hunter with Violet Eyes.
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Boozver rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 4:47 pm
After their attack the face of the Hunter disappeared once again, devoured by the fog - and again, she was lost by the cloaked whispering figures of her past - these time it was Wylfenne's family that talked to her through the white clouds. The fae felt blinded, as they were waltzing with shadows in the nowhere's world, not even sure what was going on around them. Where did the Hunter go? They didn't hurt him - despite all their rage and fury, did they? So surely he must be somewhere around. But how could he come into the cavalcade of the WIld Hunt? Was he one of the faes, then? No, that couldn't be true! Or might he have joined them while they were studying at the Isles of the Horsemen.... Weren't the Isles no more? Then they, Wylfenne, were no more too, trapped in between the worlds... OnionGrump sorry, that's my RP before you strike back, but as Wylfie's thinking about you, I thought I'd better tag you!
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kuropeco rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 7
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 4:48 pm
He could feel the blackness, heavy in his heart, making him feel as though he were drowning in it. Sparrow stared up at Aisa, his expression somewhere between despondency, frustration, anger, and loathing. The emotions were all colliding with one another, crashing through him painfully.
"Does it hurt?"
Her voice filled his head, and Sparrow swayed where he stood, fixed into that one spot as she stepped towards him. He could hear the small crunching sound as her feet stepped on the pieces of his scythe that lay uselessly on the ground, the remains of his weapon still held in his hand.
The metal felt cool against his cheek, sharp and deadly. Something warm caught on the edge of it and trailed along his skin.
He smelled the familiar coppery tang of blood.
"Did it cry out when it broke? Did you hear her scream?"
And he had, somehow. When his scythe's blade had shattered, something had shattered within Sparrow as well. It was somehow like losing a part of himself, though he could not communicate with an inanimate object.
"You were the one that made her cry," he said, and pushed away from the horsewoman, the rage soaring once more. He spun the broken scythe around, slamming it into the nearest person, the one who had attacked him before, and gave a shout of anger, fury filling his veins.
I don't want to be alone.
What is this?
Why did it break? Why did she break it?
I didn't do it, SHE did it.
It was her.
[ HP: 39/40 .
Target: Marcus
Damage: 3
PEOPLE ATTACKING ME: 1/3 (Marcus) ]iStoleYurVamps Sparrow is attacking Vamps' Marcus for 3 damage~
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