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Bilious rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 7
Total: 8 (2-16)
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 Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 7:59 pm
"Not... not officially but... " Jerry sounded off still, wobbling forward as the green glow from Roar's blasts illuminated his glasses for a brief moment every few steps. "I've got this feeling... Alpha Four played in... in that room and..."
HP:100%
Damage: 2
Total: 124
Fear Charge: 2 used
Recoveries left: 2
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Nio Love rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 8
Total: 14 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 8:04 pm
Robert got real quiet as soon as Alpha 4 was mentioned. He barely registered Harrison's question, his head turning just slightly towards him without looking at him. His eyes were unfocused as he considered just what Jerry was saying.
"Y'think.." He breathed out, a tiny gleam of hopefulness in his voice.
".. The Doc?"
Robert's sudden excited flush of energy was directed to attacking, and a sickening grin plastered on his face as he finally received pleasure from it.
"Yeah, Harrison, I got bandages if you need them. But right now, we've got a Doctor to save."
HP: 75%
Damage: 8
Total: 71
Charge: N/A
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 8:13 pm
"Yeah, okay, piano-playing doctors. It's not a big deal. I don't really need them or anything, I was just asking."
...Especially now that they were being lured back deeper into the darkness.
HP: 20%
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Bilious rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 8
Total: 14 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 8:45 pm
Jerry surged forward towards the sounds of the piano playing, mumbling humming punctuating his many blasts... it... it HAD to be him! Or... or some semblance of him... or someone was playing a cruel joke or he was out of his mind or who knew... just think about the mission, don't think about the shadows, don't think about his irrational, yet hopeful thoughts, just push forward to victory...
HP:100%
Damage: 8
Total: 132
Fear Charge: 2 used
Recoveries left: 2
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lizbot rolled 9 4-sided dice:
4, 2, 2, 4, 4, 4, 2, 1, 3
Total: 26 (9-36)
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 8:49 pm
 The basement was silent for a moment and then the shadowlings began to withdraw. An oil lamp flickered to life, and there was the paino, slightly battered due to Jerry's enthusiasm, but still intact. At the bench, fingers poised above the keys, was..a creature very unlike the sleeping Alpha Four. It turned slowly with a frown at being disrupted, but grinned again as it noticed the barely-just-holding on hunter at the rear. In a flash it was up and attacking Harrison in a relentless flurry of blows and smokey laughter. It looks like its going to try and make a run for it, and Team Jerry now find themselves faced with something of a choice.
HP: 40/40 Damage to Harrison: 17.6 Harrison's HP: -9.6
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 9:17 pm
Light, finally. The shadows melted away at Jerry and Robert's assaults, and the basement revealed itself with a low, warm, shaky light. For a strange second, Harrison hoped it was the first of the building lighting coming back on, set free from a shadowy spell.
He hadn't known A4.
The thing at the piano, with its too-wide smile, seemed to lock its grin on him. He should really be defending his team mates...Harrison took a step backwards instead, something more primitive than assignment taking the wheel.
One step was not nearly enough.
There wasn't much warning before the shield went down, just a weird phrase that he assumed was a swear from B0nez, and then a lot of pain. A lot of familiar, blood puddle inducing pain. Even faster than the shield went down, he didn't even have to worry about the pain any more, and the last of the blows was the only thing that kept his body aloft before B0nez unsummoned and he crumpled into the ground.
HP: -9.6
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 9:26 pm
Petra had been all but mute up until that point, not saying or doing much of anything except following Robert. There was a certain amount of relief in her eyes when they rejoined with Jerry, and finally Harrison as they headed back up the stairs into the dim light of the dingy florescent bulbs of the school, her demeanor obviously relaxing. It was only when they had a certain level of visibility that she noticed Robert had gotten attacked while she had been 'incapacitated,' and there was an undeniable weight of guilt in her gut, muscles clenching a little. He seemed well enough, but after telling him she would cover him? Inexcusable.
It was with this feeling of shame that she looked over at Jerry as he spoke up again, an eyebrow quirking when he suggested it might be a rescue mission. Alpha Four? As far as they knew, he was still in his pod... why would he be at this infested school? Unless he had awoken, and had been sent here... and then failed. Plausible, she supposed... and at any rate, Jerry seemed convinced. With her failure looming over her head, she nodded without thinking when the former Zeta told them to cover him, following close on his heels as they headed back down into the dark.
And then it suddenly became very, very apparent it was NOT Alpha Four. As Harrison went down, Petra could do nothing but stare with a horrified expression, unable to bring herself to hide it.
"s**t."
The moon hunter was in motion before she could think, not to rush to his side -- she could do nothing for him, nothing but be in the way -- but to place herself between the wounded hunter and the shadowman, lifting her mace threateningly.
HP: 60% (24/40)
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Bilious rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 6
Total: 13 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 9:33 pm
Jerry gaped, as though snapped from whatever trance he had been lost in while smothered in the darkness. The dim flickering light didn't seem to help matters as reality slammed home as Harrison hit the ground with a wet thud.
A tight noise escaped the Sun-trainee's throat, eyes wide as he nearly dropped his weapon, "H-Harrison!" No... no no no no *no* they were almost out again! They had been at the stairs and... and he knew the boy had been worn down, he should have told him to stay, or to... to tend to his wounds or...
"Get him out of here. Guard him, take him outside!" His expression had hardened again, that glazed look of autopilot with an edge of carefully bottled hysteria.
He lifted his weapon, and aimed at that taunting grin...
If he killed it... maybe he could keep the piano.
HP: 40
Damage: 7
Fears: USED UP!
Recoveries: 2
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 9:46 pm
As soon as Petra had snapped out of it and turned back into the fighter inside, Robert desummoned his weapon and stood behind Harrison, barely missing the sight of him attacked until he slumped to the floor, unconscious.
Robert listened to directions. He was good at it, when he was in danger. He pulled the bandages out of his pocket, threw all but one haphazardly at Jerry's feet, and scooped Harrison up into his arms.
"Jerry.." Robert paused, his eyes hidden in shadow, growling under his breath. "If Petra doesn't walk out of this mission, I'll kill you."
He stormed up the stairs, running Harrison to safety.
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x_Nata_x rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 4
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 9:52 pm
Jerry's hysterical tone and the roar of his bazooka were like a trigger. For half a second, the flash of gunpowder lit up the room, and the shadowman was illuminated with an almost eerie clarity, the darkness of his body seeming to almost absorb the light. But it was all she needed -- kicking off of some nearby clutter, Petra swung the mace, waiting until there was some sort of give to let her know she'd hit the target, at least marginally, before jumping back, retreating just behind Jerry again, so as not to get in the way of Roar's attack. There hadn't been much, unfortunately, and her fingers tightened on Cain's handle, frustrated. She hadn't missed, but she certainly hadn't killed it like she had wanted to.
Snapping her head over her shoulder to where Robert was hauling Harrison's limp form over his shoulder, she gave him a look she was sure he wouldn't be able to see in the dark, pushing away the fluttering feeling in her gut.
"We're all going to get out." Turning back to the fight, she growled under her breath, trying to make out the outline of the enemy, "Just as soon as we pound this grinning a*****e's face in."
HP: 24
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Interesting Conversationalist
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lizbot rolled 1 20-sided dice:
17
Total: 17 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 9:54 pm
Laughing, the shadowman tried to sprint to the stairs, "Not a bad...song and dance," it hissed, "...but I think I'll chance the fog again. Thissss was entirely too real for my own good." HP: 31/40 Status: Fleeing
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Bilious rolled 1 20-sided dice:
19
Total: 19 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 10:02 pm
"GET BACK HERE!" Jerry screamed, lanky string bean legs carrying him quickly as he tried to leap after the fleeing shadow...
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Bilious rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 1
Total: 2 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 10:04 pm
With a wild cry and a leap, Jerry grabbed the shadow-man by the ankles, somehow throwing him to the floor with his mighty 120ish pounds.
Unfortunately, that meant letting Roar drop to free up his arms, and it wasn't until he was furiously scrambling to keep a hold on the thing that the idea that he might want to USE his weapon occurred to him.
Even so, *he clung*.
HP: 40
Damage: MISSGDI
idkwhatelse
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x_Nata_x rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 3
Total: 5 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 10:11 pm
Oh, s**t was about to get real all right.
Jerry's lunge was effective, enough that she watched as they both fell in a tangle of limbs to the ground just short of the stairs, the shadowman apparently corporeal enough not only to allow them to use their weapons against it, but for the wiry man to grab him. Not missing the chance Jerry had offered her, Petra lunged forward, scrambling to put herself between it and the door, mace raised above her head to try to smash that top hat into its skull...
... only to make a crater in the concrete beside it.
HP: 24
Damage: MISS WRYYY
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Nio Love rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 7
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 10:19 pm
Wait, what.. was that thing.. trying to come up the stairs-
OH HELL NO.
As Jerry caught it, and brought it down, Robert was just barely a stair ahead - and he took that step down, his long leg coming down on the dark, but elegantly dressed monster.
HP: 30
Damage: 2
Charge: N/A
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