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Pixie Nyxie rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 6
Total: 15 (2-20)
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 Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 8:34 pm
Dakota continued to stare at Chama, before a smile grew. The weapon flared in warning. Whatever he was planning, Chama didn't like-
And then he stabbed it into his side, still smiling. All the pain, all the pain to remind him of just how he was a brat.
"Just a ******** brat. Nobody wants a brat, nobody wants a kid to protect them.
Nobody wants me."
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Just a ******** brat forever. Couldn't even protect his friends, can't protect his girls, Can't protect s**t.
Failure of a moon.
Fail of moon brat.
Bratbratbrat. OOC  OOC: Character Name: Dakota HP: 41/50 Target: Dakota Damage: Charge: 1/3 - Y3 Swift Kicks, Y2 The Barrier Effect: Insanity Effect for 4 days Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3 Items: Barrier Dagger x 1, Communications device x1
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kalindara rolled 1 6-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 8:34 pm
Aurian paused to consider. She wasn't building a good record so far for this battle. She eyed the Hunter with the giant axe. He must have been doing something to throw her off her game. Yes, that had to be it. If she took care of him, everything would be back to normal. That decided, Aurian geared up for another attack... And abruptly switched targets as a man in a dark suit caught her eye. Fuled by hatred alone, Aurian wasn't picky. Whoever moved into her path was the next target. ------------------------ 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: 2/3 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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lizbot rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 8:35 pm
The doctor didn't bother countering Mercedes' attack, but instead smiled and gave the young woman a darkly speculative look that didn't bode well for her should she survive this. HP: 125/132 ------------ Simon didn't acknowledge the young reaper's attack, instead searching desperately for Allan. Something terrible had happened to the Sun leader, the hunter was certain of it. Something terrible while his attention had strayed elsewhere. It would be a long time before Simon allowed the other man out of his sight again. HP: 59/60 ------------- Turning around, taking in the violence around her, Clarice held Raeg firmly. All she had was this...all she could ever give anyone, was this. Her eyes fell on the darkly clothed figure of a Death horseman, and her gazed softened, turning almost motherly. Name: Clarice
Hunter: Life Assistant
Appearance: x + liberal blood splatters + red flowers in her hair and at a large bloody wound on her thigh
Note: she is no longer a point pinata D<
Target: ?
Damage: ?
HP: 51
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 8:35 pm
Amphi wanted to go back, wanted to return to the dream. To her sister.
She was mad, mad at the hunters and the students and the adults and the children. Because of their stupidity, people were fighting.
Why did people have to fight? Why were they fighting!??!
She let the anger build up in her, Her target was clear. He was always grinning at her, always teasing her and making her shyness and school life more embarrassing. She didn't know why, but it felt right to go after him, it felt to attack him.
Because they were at War, and no one was safe in war.OOC  OOC: Character Name: Amphi HP: 40/40 Target: Thanatos Damage: Charge: Y1 The Mind, Y2 The Chill Effect: Insanity Effect for 1 week Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 8:37 pm
Jerry saw movement, instinct making him pull the trigger just as knives bit into his leg, sending him staggering backward, the shot erupting with an ear splitting howling boom up over the heads of the fighters. Damn damn DAMN "Just s-stay STILL!" He yelped, topping backward.
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 8:38 pm
His grip tightened. "I don't eat hearts, poisonous meat as it is." He growled, before his hand turned to then grab a fistful of the Hunters cloak to pull him close. "...and even though the end of humans is the worst thing I have seen, I would not mind tearing your head apart. Someone who feels NOTHING when taking out an entire population of creatures, destroying their home, and then taking anything they can to change them into your freak tools!" He hated these Hunters. Each action showed no remorse. They came and took any creature, small young, ancient or fresh to the world, and destroyed their life. They came here, to 4 islands rich with culture, and blew it up. They created the Phoenix, and they created it's hate. THEY were destruction. "I doubt you have a heart in there."
It hurt to address someone who he knew he could not reason with. To be a creature who had to rely on humans to live, who was created by them, it was a strange thing to think they could even feel anything, let alone Fear.
His arm was shaking as he felt flashes of those he saw murdered. "They had families, loves, and homes and you MURDERED THEM!" He gripped the Hunter's throat, squeezing. WHY were they so evil? Why did they hate this this much?! Why couldn't they just stay in their damn world and leave their own alone??!!!
HP: 45/50 Target: Jude Damage: Talkin his ear off...and choking Status: 1 Week Insanity Appearance Calder is a boil in a kilt, dress shirt, sporran, and jacket. He has horse legs from his knees down, horse ears and tail. His eyes are currently a misty white and smoking.
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Nothing Yet rolled 1 6-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 8:41 pm
Determined, Thackery pushed himself up, blinking dirt and fog from his clouded vision. He wasn't done here, there were humans, hunters standing directly between him and happiness. When the world came back into focus, she was there. The most important human. He's risked everything for her, turned his world upside-down and sideways and right-side up again to keep his promise, bent rules that had existed for his kind for centuries. And it infuriated him. Why did she still listen to them? Why did she continue to follow their orders, to put herself in these positions? Didn't she know what could happen to her? Didn't she know what that would do to him?  Character Name: Thackery HP: 36/40 Target: Reine Damage: n/a Effect: 1 Day Insanity People Attacking: 0/3 Appearance Thackery is a 5'6" Cerberus, wearing two visible keys, a blue hairclip on his collar, and a hodgepodge of Death/War Clan style attire. He has retained a small patch of flowering vines.
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danse-hexe rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 8:42 pm
Amidst the noise and scuffling Reine had been shoved onto the ground. All the chaos made her feel sick- the voices all melding into white noise, the whispers from the phoenix that was still there, slowly, slowly dissipating, all of it was so overwhelming. She could only barely catch a glimpse of the phoenix through all these people, why were there so many of them, why were they everywhere, all of them..
They needed to go. They needed to get out of her way-- like the shadowlings in the training course, just more varied in size and shape, it didn't matter, they were essentially just--
Things to get rid of.
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 8:44 pm
By the time the hunter had turned around, Ciel had already put several people between the two of them. It wasn't hard to miss her flinging herself into Wilson. Keen eyes would have seen her land on rubble hard enough to knock the wind out of her. That must have hurt. Ciel was vanishing into the crowd, running as if her life depending upon it. It was almost like witnessing the desperate flight reaction of a small animal trapped in a corner, clawing, kicking, and desperately pushing it's way out as it shrieked to try to frighten it's predators. The madness had affected her, too. (( OOC:Character Name: Ciel HP: 27/30 Target: N/A Damage: N/A Effect: Insane: 3.5 days left. Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0 /3 )) appearance You see an unarmed short, chubby very human-looking girl with messy short brown hair and hazel eyes. Her long flowing skirt and velveteen vest are dirty and torn and her stripey socks are caked with mud from her recent misadventures. Lucyal Reaction/further information post. I have already done my three hits, too. smile
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kalindara rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 2
Total: 8 (2-12)
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 8:45 pm
The man in the dark suit was busy firing his guns. Aurian would normally have employed stealth, trying to strike him from behind. She found it hard to care about that right now, however. There was just the high of racing adrenaline and the burning desire to kill everything. Aurian twirled the scythe once, then brought it up on a diagonal, aimed at the blond man's torso. ------------------------ OOC: Character Name: Aurian HP: 29/30 Target: Simon Damage: 2 Effect: Insanity for one IC day Number of times Aurian has attacked others: 3/3 Number of times Aurian has been attacked: 0/3 Lizbot kalindara's character Aurian is attacking Simon for 2 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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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 8:46 pm
Cry. Whine. Mope. It isn't like any of them considered anything the Humans went through a gasp passed his lips as he stared at Calder still wearing a grin, "You're just like me. You act all high and mighty. Pissed off because we found a way to survive. To adapt." His throat was hurting closing, refusing to make much sound more movement, "we do..what we must to l..ive....Tell me...wouldn't you do the same...or would you..let others kill you?"
Yeah, this one seemed to be the layback and take it type. Just let the entire world just ream him in the a**. He could see it. Freak.
More gasping happened as he reached up with a trembling hand to grasp at the pony's hair just to pull at it as if to make a point, "You are... just as much of a empty hearted b*****d as I am at this..point."  (( HP: 38/50 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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lizbot rolled 10 12-sided dice:
11, 4, 2, 1, 3, 8, 1, 9, 4, 8
Total: 51 (10-120)
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 8:48 pm
She took one, almost staggering step toward the creature and then another. He looked so sad...so confused. She took another step and Raeg's runes began to surge brightly as her floated gently. Sympathy and concern filled her expression. This was all she had, all she could ever give. Poor boy, he looked like he needed her. "Here...let me help you." She leaped weightlessly into the air and brought the massive sword crashing down. The crater left behind was tiny compared to earlier, and Clarice found herself irritated by the sight of it. She couldn't even do this much. The boy was still in one piece, and that upset her even further, "Why won't you let me help you?" Her voice was quiet, shaking with intensity, "Don't you understand that it's all I have?"Name: Clarice
Hunter: Life Assistant
Appearance: x + liberal blood splatters + red flowers in her hair and at a large bloody wound on her thigh
Note: she is no longer a point pinata D<
Target: Alke
Damage: 10 = 11 to herself
HP: 40
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Nothing Yet rolled 6 12-sided dice:
10, 5, 1, 12, 7, 10
Total: 45 (6-72)
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 8:50 pm
The whispers urged him along as they stung at his ears like the bugs from the Island, and he hated it, he hated this, he hated-- It happened before he even had the chance to really think, but even if he had, he would've known that this was exactly what had to be done. She clearly wouldn't understand until he made her, and he couldn't understand until he forced out an answer. As he lunged, four flickering hellhounds formed to flank him, all yapping and snarling and punctuating Thackery's expression of sheer disgust. He snatched at her shoulders as the dogs descended on her, staring into eyes that he hadn't properly seen since that promise. Always through golems, stolen eyes, stolen bodies, appearing to the Cerberus that was obviously not worthy of her actual presence. "Why?" he snarled (and a hint of a whimper that he pushed away), shaking her as his hounds snapped and scratched and refused to stop. "Just stop it. Come home with me. Or I'll go with you, and you'll stop being not safe. You'll stop it." There was an urgency in his eyes, desperation, just barely breaking through that anger. "But you won't. You won't because you think I'm not good enough. Not strong enough to protect you. Which is dumb because see how strong I am?" He moved to give her a shove, but something deep inside just hurt at the idea of pushing her farther away, and he grabbed at her again, clutching tightly to her arm. Hard enough to let her know that he wasn't letting go again. Character Name: Thackery HP: 36/40 Target: Reine Damage: 6 Effect: 1 Day Insanity People Attacking: 0/3 Appearance Thackery is a 5'6" Cerberus, wearing two visible keys, a blue hairclip on his collar, and a hodgepodge of Death/War Clan style attire. He has retained a small patch of flowering vines.
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 6
Total: 13 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 8:51 pm
She stalked up to the Moira Reaper, all of an angry 5'2 mermaid in his space, pushing close to him, pressing up to him. she gave him a hard shove, glaring up at him.
"You..." She growled at him, "You are so damn insufferable, so damn rude." She shoved him again. "Why do you tease me all the time? What gives you the right to make fun of me and what I wear and how I act? If you don't like it all so much, why don't you go hang with someone else?" She shoved again.
"Your so stupid, and...and....and..." She could all hear the angry voices, leading her on, saying things she didn't want to say. Things she didn't believe, things she didn't ever feel.
"I wish I had never ran into you Thanatos, I wish I hadn't let you near me!" She clutched on to the Reaper instead now....and bit his arm. Her eyes filled with tears as she bit hard on him, drawing small amounts of FEAR.
She didn't want to do this, please just make it stop. Oh Thana, Biskoto. Please forgive her after this.OOC OOC: Character Name: Amphi HP: 40/40 Target: Thanatos Damage: 7 Charge: Y1 The Mind, Y2 The Chill Effect: Insanity Effect for 1 week Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3
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its me debz rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 8:55 pm
The rage settled in like a warm bath, a beckon to fall prey to her true nature. It wasn't a pleasant one. Red eyes flashed across the battlefield, spying someone attacking her miss lady. She charged. ------------------------ (( OOC: Character Name: Clerise HP: 40 Target: n/a Damage: n/a Effect: Stage 1 Insanity - 7 days total Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3 )) Appearance Clerise is a tall, strong hunter wielding a set of runic daggers. She has short red and gold hair with buns reminiscent of cat-ears. Beneath her white coat is a red leotard, and below that is a pair of thigh high white boots. There are swirled-feather scars along her face, with vines threaded through them, red flowers blooming at her collarbone.
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