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 Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 7:32 pm
Amon Larethian Chobi_Chocobo  The monster tastes quite a bit of pain but does not back off. It gives you an evil grin and lunges for you. An evil twinkle in its red glowing eyes. HP: 11 damage Damn little monster, shadow, whatever it was! A growl, Theta four lunged again! Arrgg! He was really starting to hate these stupid nunchucks, note to self, FIND A NEW WEAPON!. Heh, but at least he hit that little monster, take that! (( Weapon: Nunchucks Damage to self: 1 Damage to MONSTER: 4 HP: 20 )) The monster looked surprised that it had been bested. It gave a silent cry before disappearing back to the shadowy fog leaving its would be victim at peace. HP: 0 DEFEATED
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 7:36 pm
"Yeah that's right, run away you little coward!"
Theta four snarled, kicking at the ground where the monster had been only moments before, pushing the dirt around with his boot. Figures, of course it left nothing useful behind, no clues, no pendants, no flame thrower, nothing!
Whatever, he wasn't sticking around here, he had more important things to do.
[ EXIT thread ]
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 8:23 pm
musicaloner7 Continuing his aimless wandering, Theta 8 fumed internally, cursing himself for what ever reason he'd gotten mixed up with this crap in the first place! What in the world made him sign that contract anyway?! A yacht full of money wouldn't even be enough! He must have been drunk when he signed onto this.. yeah.. that's it...
Lost in his thoughts, he couldn't even hear the creature that'd snuck up on him, making him holler out in response. Cursing sharply, he pulled out his stake and thrust it towards the opposing attacker.
Weapon being used: stake
Total damage to self: o
Total damage to opponent: 4
Total HP value left: 29 Dragain
The creature hissed when it was hit with the stake, falling back into the fog and dissipating when it hit the ground, like it had never existed...
HP: 0
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 11:46 pm
[[ Theta VI Entering from Theta Home Base ]]
Theta XI didn’t really know where he was going, which was rather all right the way he saw it, because he didn’t know where he was coming from either. He wandered through the thick fog without any real purpose except that walking kind of helped take his mind off of the distressing thoughts that had been racing through his mind since he had woken up. He had no idea where he was or why he was there. Fair enough, he could have been drugged. He didn’t know how he knew ‘being drugged’ would be a reasonable explanation because he certainly didn’t remember learning, but further musing lead him to discover that he seemed to know a rather lot on the subject. In fact he seemed to know quite a lot of things. He knew he was a boy (man, a rather disgruntled sounding voice in his head corrected) and that he was human. He knew that holding the end of the handle to get more leverage was the most effective way to use the weapon in his bag. He that the thing he had just passed was a tree and that building he could just make out through the fog was a lighthouse.
These were all very lovely things to know; but he would rather know his name. (Though if he had a better level of awareness he might have wished he knew a trick to getting off this island alive.)
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Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2011 2:51 pm
Finally he seemed to have found his way out of the fog. He could see some form of a path under his feet. The fog clearing in front of him, somewhat, he took off along the path. Speeding up his steps, which was perhaps foolish, he headed along.
(exit post)
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 7:06 am
[Beta Seven entering from Cornfields travelling thread!]
"Teal team and green team in this area... Tch, we stand out like a sore thumb," She muttered to nobody in particular, eying the bright blue material of her 'uniform' before looking at the two tents set up on each side of the lighthouse. If there were at least 12 in each team, that would make 24 or so enemy members in this area. Squinting into the thick fog, she stopped, turning around to address those that had followed her, although she couldn't really see most of them, "GUYS, STAY CLOSE. DON'T GET LOST."
At least this fog makes it difficult for anyone to spot them, even if it means making it difficult to spot each other and keep together. Ugh... They might be staying inside this fog for a while.
[You can tag me (aka answer what Beta Seven asked from the travelling thread) here or in the travelling thread, I'll try to check both and respond accordingly! <3]
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 8:32 am
[B3 entering from cornfield traveling thread]
"Teal and green huh?" B - three responded as she too noticed the tents, though the rocky terrain and ever present sound of what seemed to be an ocean crashing into said rocks took the majority of her initial attention. Seven voice grabbed it back however and she nodded "And who knows what happened here" She pointed out "Maybe they took off like we did..or maybe they're still around somewhere, maybe they're having they're own battle royal..and I certainly don't want to stumble into that mess..."
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 8:36 am
[Beta-6 entering from Cornfields Travel thread]
Boss was already talking about battling the other teams and Bix just wanted to SIT DOWN AND NAP!!
He tried not to whine this time, he had to have BALLS dammit, but he couldn't help shuffling in an obviously upset sort of way.
"This fog is pretty crazy." he could barely see her. "Do you think we could hide out and rest?" He kept his voice hushed and held onto the strap of Boss' bag so he didn't lose her.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 8:53 am
[Beta Ten entering from Cornfield traveling thread]
"Teal... green... not much difference really" X pointed out; secretly like she was compiling them together like cattle. Cattle. She grinned from invisible ear to invisible ear. All the same when they're below me writhing so deliciously...come to me beautiful pieces of-
She shook her head mechanically to stop from finishing her thought. For now, she should rest and take up information quietly. This was analysis time.
The fog had thickened again. Was this a sign of the horse beast? Squinting to survey the surroundings, there were indeed two tents with a similar tone and a towering lighthouse. As quickly and quietly as X could, she crept along with B7/Boss once she was able to make out the beta's silhouette through the air.
"I'd seek rest as well- we're bound to run into a similar occurrence here- I would think" X looked upward and gestured at the fog to her beta kin.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 8:55 am
"Bix does have a point" Three stated as she yawned inside her mask "We've been awake and on the go..even fighting for a while now, maybe we should try and get a bit of rest before we run into anymore trouble? Always better to face such thing fresh right?" Of course that begged the question of trust..could they trust each other not to go nuts and kill each other off..or leave them alone in the fog? They'd have to she expected...there wasn't ay other way around it other then t keep moving until they dropped from exhaustion which wasn't likely to be to much longer and didn't sound like a very smart choice to her. "We can take urns maybe? Post some lookouts while the others rest?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 10:21 am
"He does," She nodded, although she took a nice, long stare at Beta Six when the guy grabbed her back; she would shove him to the ground where he belongs, but she reminded herself that he was only doing it to not get lost. Probably. If he was pulling a 'I am scared, hold me', she would stab him herself for tossing his gained balls out the window, "I mentioned a system earlier, and you just basically described what I had in mind, Beta Three."
She paused, looking around, trying to find a place for them to rest; in the distance, she could spot guys dressed in... Olive?
"Guys, look there," She gestured briefly at those dressed in olive as she muttered, frowning behind her mask "They're not from this area... I think its time we do some information gathering. Maybe they're from the beach or the town..." Before waiting for an answer from anyone, she slapped Beta Six's hand away from the strap on her backpack and gestured for Beta Ten/X to follow before slipping out of the fog. She has balls of steel; they'll come in handy for sure.
"Back me up if they refuse to cooperate with me and Beta Ten," She muttered to her fellow Betas as she left them, "We'll sleep later..."
[Beta Seven exiting hiding thread to go to this RP in Lighthouse. Go ahead and follow; I have permission from Blade for everyone to join!]
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 10:31 am
"Wait..maybe we shouldn't...I mean..oh hell" Beta 3 proclaimed as seven slipped off through the fog towards t he wavering olive figures. For all she knew they were walking into a trap..or another bloodbath but she'd come this far with her fellow blues and leaving them now on the possibility of a threat just wasn't in her.
"Alright.." she stated to no one in particular "alright..lets find out whats up" And she prayed to...anything..that it ended up being a good decision and not a bad one.
[B3 exiting to follow B7]
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 10:35 am
X considered it unwise to move into another full fledged battle at the moment... the fog the fog...
calculating calculating...
The call for backup was acceptable, however. X would hold off on attacking while they learned more about their savory potential cuddle buddies. How many were out there?...how many could she claim hers. All hers....
"Noted. I'll follow you then, B7. No attacks shall be made until necessary..."
X followed the Boss towards the olive colored figures, barely notable in the dense thickness of the fog.
[BX is following B7 into the linked lighthouse rp]
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 11:17 am
Boss, X and Bee had already slipped out of the fog to investigate the new group of people. Bix loitered, waiting for the other's to catch up with them.
He shifted, whined, and once more rubbed clean the lenses of his gas mask. Were the others following? The thickness of the fog was disconcerting. He couldn't see a damn thing from the way they came but he could see his team mates ahead where it was clearer.
Don't be scared. Don't be scared. HAVE SOME BALLS DAMMIT!
Bix's inner mantra wasn't helping him and he could only stand around alone for a second before he got too freaked out and darted in the direction of the three who'd left.
At least any of their friends who were following would be able to see them in the clearing ahead.
[Beta-6 follows into the linked RP thread]
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 6:06 pm
[Beta 4 entering from Cornfields travelling thread]
Before had about all the grace and subtlety of a bull in a china shop, what with his stumbling and general flailing about for getting lost in the fog. (How did he even manage that?) "Guuuuuuys? Anyooooooone???"
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