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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 7:41 pm
Robert roared directly into Mimsy's face when she pulled out the scissors, and he looked ready to turn on the woman again. She pulled him down, but she pulled Quinn as well, and Robert's attentions turned once more to the man who dared come near his possession. His teeth snapped once more in warning at Quinn, before Mimsy forced him to look at her. His body heaved, breathing heavily as the desire to destroy raged within him, and her words refused to break through the fog of bloodlust and hate. Her hands kept him still, and he waited, eyes narrowed, for her to make the first move. He fully expected her to still attack, but he waited. He waited. Perhaps her words had managed to get to him, on some level, after all.
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Lilwolfpard rolled 2 12-sided dice:
3, 8
Total: 11 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 7:44 pm
The teeth gnashing did a little more than make matters worse, it set him into fight/flight mode. Only due to the 'red rage' removed the latter from his usual response. Flight was usual, Fight was what he wanted now. A noise something like a hiss emerged at Robert, watching him warily with his body tense. He was dying, even in the red mist he knew that. Quinn had to do something. He was preparing another attack on the blond man, when a set of hands grabbed him and pulled out of no where. He had forgotten about Mimsy, forgot she was there. The only thing he knew now was there was a new set of arms on him, arms that he struggled and lashed back at. Quinn HP: 2 DMG: 5 to Mimsy
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 7:49 pm
IAN - BEACHIan did not appreciate said mission, because missions were just wrong right about now, and what he needed was love, not missions.
He gave a little whine of annoyance.Quote: Virus Counter: RED HP: 10
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kuropeco rolled 2 12-sided dice:
4, 3
Total: 7 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 7:52 pm
GALE - COURTYARDHe knew it was Stormy without having to do anything, his heart in his throat as the hunter was abruptly knocked off of him. Gale rolled onto his stomach and staggered to his feet, using his weapon as leverage to haul himself vertically again.
"Stormy!" he yelled, and ran, using the butt of his rifle to catch a glancing blow off of the man's shoulder. Quote: Virus Counter: 36 HP: 7 DMG: 1
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 7:53 pm
[courtyard- Horace] "Let's move before that short kid comes back." Horace tugged uncomfortably at the noodly arms that wrapped around his neck, but not too hard, because one of those noodles was broken. "Ease up, back-up. Nellie, this is... I don't know. But he's hurt so I'm carting him around until I find someplace safe or an infirmary." He sighed and hoisted Lucky a little higher. It helped that the other man was a barnacle. "C'mon." This time they actually jogged instead of ran back to the courtyard. Horace really hope his back-pack would behave. Or that we could find a place to set it down. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a familiar pale head of hair. His jogging turned into more of a run as he beelined it for Jan, unconcerned if Nellie was still following. "Jan-" he panted. "Are you hurt?" If he had arms free, he would have reached out to Jan, but his arm were full of weird, half-dead hunter back-packness. His own wounds he ignored; he was... sort of alright, even if Lucky's body was pressing painfully against the deep bruises he'd received from Oliver. Quote: COUNTER: 31 HP: 17/50 RUNIC: daggers
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Nio Love rolled 2 12-sided dice:
8, 3
Total: 11 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 7:56 pm
Mimsy could only keep his attention for long. Quinn lashed out on his possession and Robert burst back up onto his feet, charging for the man until his hands were around Quinn's neck and he was running back, back, back- he stumbled on something and fell down to the ground, still holding Quinn in his hands. He slammed the man on the ground, blindly trying to kill him. Quote: Robert HP: 7 Damage to Quinn: a lot sry Red Eye
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 8:02 pm
For those infected with destruction who fell, they would wake up, remembering only a dream where everything was red.
Everything hurt. It was hard to move, but they were alive. OOC exclaim IF YOU WERE INFECTED AND REACH 0 HP YOU GAIN CONSCIOUSNESS AGAIN exclaim - Your HP is set to a grand total of 10. It also hurts to move. You are no longer angry yay! Yes, yo DO remember what you did when you were very, very angry.
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Molten Tigrex rolled 2 12-sided dice:
8, 6
Total: 14 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 8:08 pm
beachHorace's 'backpack' looked up and glared at Nellie with eyes that were too red to possibly be natural. He snarled. And then, with the audible sound of bone crunching in his arm, Lucky's arms tightened sharply around Horace's neck in a calculated vicegrip. anyone in the general vicinity LUCKY IS STRANGLING HORACE COME PUT ONE OR BOTH OF THEM OUT OF THEIR MISERY!!!!111 Quote: HP: 30 (IT'S A GOD DAMN MIRACLE) DMG: 8 counter: RED EYES runic torch (spent) runic bandages (USED runic trapping gun (USED)
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mare rolled 2 12-sided dice:
6, 1
Total: 7 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 8:09 pm
SHILOH - BEACHCurrently embargoed in a love tango with Ian, Shiloh didn't notice his bff4life lying beneath his feet until it was too late. He stumbled backwards with a groan, looking around to see who had hit him. Injustice!! Quote: Virus Counter: RED HP: 17
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kuropeco rolled 2 12-sided dice:
7, 11
Total: 18 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 8:12 pm
IAN - BEACHIan also had no idea what was happening, but at least Shiloh was there, so this made all the difference.
He also may have felt something squishy beneath his feet, but it was probably just a jellyfish or something.Quote: Virus Counter: RED HP: 10
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Lilwolfpard rolled 2 12-sided dice:
6, 12
Total: 18 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 8:13 pm
It was over in a blur. As quick as that, Robert was on him once again, and everything hurt. A familiar blackness took him over. Only there were no elevators this time. Just a cry as the red mist vanished, and he woke up back to his true (and very injured) self. Only Roberts hands were still around his neck, Quinn soon remembered what the hell just happened with one massive headache. He was certain, even though his eyes were usually red, the expression on Roberts face meant he was still not himself. "Robert- Robert stop." He wheezed out when he had a chance, to no avail. "Robert- Rober-" He really didn't want to do this, but he found himself left with little choice. Arms free, he put all of his power left into that single punch to the other mans head. "STOP." Quinn HP: 10 Dmg: 12 Virus: 0
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 8:13 pm
[COURTYARD]
Dawson looked ******** rough, and Rep finally sat up and put his hand on the other man's shoulder, his every muscle aching as he did so. "Breathe man. Breathe." He smiled in a sort of amused way, as if all of this was some horrible joke. "I tell you what we are going to do, we are going to ******** survive. There are powers at work here man. We are Protected, we need to keep ******** fighting and no give up. I've been in scrapes like this before. We walked out alive and with our loved ones. You just need to keep going and don't give up your hope."
He laughed and eyed the weird ******** butterflies. "Hokey, right? But just like. Seriously, never stop fighting as long as there's s**t to fight for. Something will come through in the end, somehow."
And it was the one thing Rep had, even when he was at his angriest, he never really ever gave up.
HP: 17/60 Damage: - Runics: Improved Bandages (Bandages: Heal for a quarter of your total HP ) - USED ??? Fragment - Anyone who touches the ??? fragment will be cured of the virus/have their counter go back to 0 Runic Dagger
Melee Dice 2d6-6
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Baneful rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 4
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 8:16 pm
[DORMS]
Lawrence raised a brow at Horace and Lucky (who was incidentally strangling the other man).
"I am...fine." he said before his cold blue gaze settled on the strangler . "And oh do stop that. Is he a friend of yours?"
HP: 50/50 Counter: 1
Melee Dice 2d6-6
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 8:17 pm
Pain. He felt horrible pain all over his body, his bones, his muscles, as Otto took a sudden gasp of air. He was awake. In pain, but breathing. And his mind was clear of rage. However, it was not cleaned of what he'd done. His face wrought with horror as he looked down. Chance was still as an unmoving stone. Maebe was cowering, holding her face. "Oh no.." Otto's voice trembled, his eyes blurring with the guilt of his tears. "********.... no.." He did this... he'd hurt them. He'd hurt them so badly. He nearly killed them.. or maybe he really did... Had he? Was Chance even breathing? Was Maebe... oh God did he ruin her lovely face? Had he destroyed her trust in him again? Would they ever be able to look him in the eye anymore? "No no no wake up. Come on.." Otto shook Chance by the shoulder, his other arm moving to shove at Maebe. "C-come on guys.." His voice trembled desperatly, wet with threatening sobs. " Please..." Again, he shook them. "Please."He dragged Maebe closer as remaining hunters tripped and stepped over her form, his arm holding her and his body blocking her from harm. " Please please please wake up."
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baby_gwing rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 3
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 8:17 pm
Nellie knew that something was up. She was right behind Horace as he made his way across the courtyard towards Jan when she saw the red-eyed hunter look up and snarl at her before trying to strangle the living daylights out of her friend. "Nooo!" She did what immediately came to mind then, running up to place a foot on Horace's back, both her hands gripping on Lucky's shoulders as she tried to pull him off with all her might.
Quote: NellieHP: 40 Target: Lucky Damage: Unlucky
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