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Jerry dropped Roar's face down into the battered ground as his leg reminded him of it's unhappy dances with gravity and buckled, sending Sammy's swipe whizzing past his face. His brain was aching, spinning, it wasn't dissociation, it wasn't panic, it was... something else.

How dare she... how dare this undead... undead WHORE spout insults left and right. They lived to drag humanity down into the darkest corners of their minds.

With a guttural snarl as she lashed out on Rin, Jerry's uninjured leg flexed and he leaped at the zombie's back, grabbing the tuft of white hair patched into her skull tightly in one hand to wrench it backwards.

"STOP IT! NOW! Y-YOU... YOU... UNKOSHER PIECE OF MEAT!"

There was someone new. Olivia gave the other ghoul a nice long stare before forcing a small smile upon her face. "Hello..." she said, her tone sadly a little hollow - though, given the circumstances, could they blame her? "I'm Olivia... its nice to meet you." It really was, but nothing was helping her sound her pleasant self. She was tired and confused. And worried.

Then it sank in. They were gone. Well, it was a simple truth and even Olivia could grasp it, she could see it with her own eyes. Geographically she wasn't sure where the islands would obviously be, but the giant chunk of black seemed to be a fair bet. That and the hole in the oceans.

All those clansmen, those beautiful islands. Gone. Conquest had been so beautiful, Death had scared her but even if had a few places she could enjoy. War, she had only seen it briefly and had sadly never stepped foot on Famine. But the horseman, she had encountered so many. The population had been buzzing even if they had their secrets and rules. Olivia felt a great lose fill where her heart once beat, an overwhelming sadness as she could hear the remnants and pieces fall into place about what happened.

Students were blaming the Hunters, talks of revenge and their weapons. She remembered how the humans had placed blame upon them as well, recalling all the arguments during the other fights. But the bird, filled with Insanity and the remnants of FEAR from those who had been destroyed seemed to be the product of all of this. Olivia turned to look at it, pained.

Finding a nearby rock, she simply picked it up and threw it at the looming grey Phoenix. She didn't know if it hit or not [[ooc: because chiri doesn't know if that counted]], she didn't know how well her rock sailed in the air but she turned back the the growing group, clutching the ruffles of her skirt wishing once again she had working tears.

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OOC:

Character Name: Olivia
HP:  30/30
Target:  The bird!
Damage:  I have no idea if that counted.
Effect:
Number of People Currently Attacking Me:  0/3 ))

Face your demons

xoxomenai

kuumeii

Appearance

Olivia is a small thin white skinned undead ghoul with short curly dark blue hair and bright blue eyes. She's dressed in a frilly black dress. here you go

Mitsu paused before tentatively bringing a hand up to her face. She felt real, yes? Maybe the ghoul had asked because this was somehow a dream. Maybe if she...

Oh wait....sarcasm. She didn't mean literally. Mitsu was just dropping the ball all over the place.

Wait...."D..Dog? I'm not a dog." The fur on her tail bristled, eyes narrowed as her small form puffed up. "I'm a wolf." Was she...seriously suggesting it was a shame Mitsu wasn't a pet? She didn't know what to make of being called pretty or the fact it was a shame she wasn't human. The thought made her shiver. "It's a shame you have such a big mouth because...because..." Mitsu struggled to think of something to say, giving Candace such an odd look. Being mean wasn't her forte. Instead of finishing her sentence she ended up puffing out her cheeks looking rather miffed.

- Wrong dice lulz -

Rep gave Rin a look as if seeing her for the first time that day, knocked out of his reverie by Tracey's voice. Right. Scarf. Scarf was needed. He untied it from around his neck and tied it around his arm, even as Sammy completely blew up at them all. he flinched as she lashed out at Jerry and then tried to haul himself to his feet hurriedly as her anger brimmed over to Rin. And to everyone around. And there were a lot of people around.

He dragged himself to his feet, still covered in blood but at the very least tied with a scarf now, set to try and regain a bit of dignity after this chain of disasters. But he could only look on as Harrison and then Jerry stood up to the zombie. He didn't have to.

The sense of loneliness from the phoenix vanished.

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OOC: JUST RP
Character Name: Rep
HP: 40/40 (defended for 1 ) (but bleeding. IDK, just go with it right.)
Target: N/A
Damage: ??
Charge: 0/3 0/2
Status:
Items: A mint

Byrr

Appearance

Pale skinned redhead weilding an enormous axe. Very animated in his emotions.
He has A BLEEDING GAPING WOUND ON HIS RIGHT SHOULDER

[x]

Yin could not leave, not with the zomboil injured as much as he was. Not after he had tried to fight fire for him. And he did not want to leave either. Only one way to find out? Well, he would not say no to tearing into a hunter or two. Human flesh...would it be similar to rat?

Then it was just a blur of activity. Nets were flying, and he did not like nets. They reminded him of when he first came to Amityville, of fighting a futile fight only to be trapped again though...did he meet Alexander at that time? It was nothing to dwell on, not with nets flying and the general chaos of the area. The hunters were managing to herd them together, and everywhere he looked students were netted. He was netted. Alexander was netted. Everyone.

It was aggravating. All he wanted to do, all he longed to do, was fight. And the hunters never fought on equal footing. They knocked him out with gasses or netted him or fired at him from a distance. Defeat he could take, defeat without a chance to fight? That bothered him.

So when the horsemen came to free them he was grateful. Grateful to be set free, grateful for a chance to fight back. There was movement next to him and he turned to see Alexander fall, startled, only not sure what was happening though his wounds were a good indication. And he was telling him to leave. "You said we would stay together," he hissed back in response, almost angrily. He was not leaving him in this mess.

There was a commotion, enough to make him glance up. There was a white light as the island began to shake. It continued, rocking and then plummeting. It was an unsettling sensation, and he was lost to the confusion of the moment. It was almost as if his own fear was feeding into his Fear, and he felt oddly rejuvenated. And Alexander was there, his cold head pushing into his shoulder but Yin could only stare in bewilderment at the sights around him.

The island landed, but still, nothing made sense. The blast had come from...there was nothing there? Then it hit. The should have been something there. The Horsemen should have been there. And rising from the disaster? A gigantic bird.

His name pulled at his attention but he could not look away as he watched it's flight. "That is fortunate, because I do not believe vacations are in our best interest."

Watching the chaos it was obvious that most of the others found the bird to be the main threat. His Fear welled up, eager to do whatever he could to help fight the thing. He just needed to chase after it, wait until it swooped down and then go in for the attack and...leave Alexander. If he attacked the giant bird he would be forced to leave his side and at this point in time? They had agreed to stay together.

His Fear faded back into his body, and he felt oddly drained. Disappointed in not being able to attack. Unsure how he felt that he was placing not leaving the zomboil's side higher than attacking the creature that could mean the death of them all. Really, it hurt to think about it.

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(( OOC:
Character Name: Yin
HP: 40/40
Target: Birdy birdy in the sky
Damage: LOLOLOLOLOLOL
Effect:
Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3

Lacie looked around, her eyes drawn to the unnatural light, an anxious feeling arising. But that was the least of her probles. Especially when the island abruptly fell beneath their feet, lacie suspended in air as they fell. Her glaive fell, and once it was out of her grasp, disappeared back from where it came from.

It was a while before she awoke.. her lidded eyes awakening slowly. "Phase three has been completed." Lacie didn’t comprehend the words at first. What.. what were they talking about?

Bringing herself to sit up, the ghoul’s eyes were greeted only be destruction. There were no words to describe the pain that seared through her. It had been such a beautiful place. The people there had clearly invested a great deal into it. And yet, the hunters had destroyed it all without a second thought. They didn’t consider the clan member’s lives, the wildlife that had lived on that island, the cherished memories that the clan must have grown up with. It was their home. And yet, all of them was gone.

She could only cover her face with her hands, not wanting to see the charred remains. I-it wasn’t fair. None of this should have happened.

Why?

OOC:
Character Name: Lacie
HP: 30/30
Target: -
Damage: -
Effect: -

Appearance: Lacie: A somewhat timid and small reaper, with silver pigtails and a blue dress, who fights with an ice glaive.