Junko was keeping a close eye on everyone. A shadowling was swatted away from her after scratching her leg, hissing with quiet pain before she made her way to a ghoul everyone was helping. She really did need help. "Here, have a spookie. It'll help you feel better." Ginger had taught her! Just infuse a little bit of Fear and whoever ate it would feel refreshed! Except it seemed the cookie Junko had managed to get out of the package was a little...broken.
Oops...
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Character name: Junko Description of character:Third Year Futakuchi-onna, 12 feet of living hair, picture la de da HP of character: 34/50 (Path of the Observant) TOTAL DAMAGE DONE: N/A TOTAL HEALING DONE:Healed Steffani for 3 TOTAL DEFENSE DONE: N/A DAMAGE DONE TO BOSS FOR THIS ROUND: 48 Fear charges used: N/A Special abilities used: Beginner Stealth (unused), Campfire (unused) Special EVENT abilities used: Full Heal (unused)
Hit them until they turned to mist? Thackery realized he must have been on the right track to begin with, and found himself deeply regretting the fact that he hadn't brought his pillow along as a weapon. It worked a lot better than this poster was.
"Thanks! You're doing a good job too!" He gave the helpful boil a little wave before fending off a shadowling who was making a meal of his chair leg.
There was still a surge of questions in his mind - where were they coming from? Why were these bigger? Could they make them go away? - but this didn't seem like the right time to have a Q&A session. This kind of stuff sure was a lot easier when his enemies could talk stuff through with him. These things didn't want to do much of anything but eat.
Frowning, he speared another with the rolled poster. Food could be good, spookies especially so, but doing nothing but eating was not the most favorable existence in his book.
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Character name: Thackery Description of character:journal // seems to be wearing more keys than usual HP of character: 90/100 TOTAL DAMAGE DONE: 5 DAMAGE DONE TO BOSS FOR THIS ROUND:53 Fear charges used - Special abilities used: - Special EVENT abilities used: Blind Protection (unused)
Efflo had exhausted his list of possible escape routes. It seemed once you were in the rooms, the shadowlings had no plan of letting you out. Noticing that now the dark creatures were larger and hungrier, the boil instinctively grabbed a firm hold on his waistband and kicked at a shadow attempting to climb his leg.
There was no way they were taking what was left of his pants.
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Character name: Efflo Description of character:Inaccurate Old Journal (aka just look at species/pictures) HP of character: 51/60 (Warrior) TOTAL DAMAGE DONE: 2 TOTAL HEALING DONE: 0 TOTAL DEFENSE DONE: 0 DAMAGE DONE TO BOSS FOR THIS ROUND:55 Fear charges used n/a Special abilities used: n/a Special EVENT abilities used: n/a
"WAIT! Stop, stop hitting them, you soulless excuses of--stop!"
The voice got louder as whoever was screaming at them approached, but it didn't get any less annoying. In fact, it probably jumped about 900% more so when the students could finally see who it was coming from.
Argyle burst into the room, looking a bit brighter than usual. Coincidentally, he was also missing the absurdly long scarf that he typically wrapped around most of the more glowy, sparkly parts of his body. Which was not really much of a coincidence at all, as it made fairly straightforward sense that an uncovered glow would be an uncovered glow.
"You're no better than the enemy you denounce! We have no understanding of these creatures! They might have feelings! Families! Just like you and--"
Sometime in the midst of his moving speech, the Tlahuelpuchi had picked up one of the shadowlings to cradle dramatically in his arms. The shadowling was not very amicable towards this cradling, but did think that the glowing piece of whatever that was looked tasty. So, naturally, it had bitten off his hand and swallowed it whole.
Argyle dropped the creature without warning (which promptly disappeared into a puff of shadow, because of course it did) and stared at the place where his hand should have been.
"Yes, um...carry on. Kill all of them."
Posted: Wed Mar 27, 2013 4:44 pm
Moments later, all the shadowlings pull back.
You hear a chime first, followed by a second, a third. The ground swirls, and then changes shape entirely. You are surrounded by hundreds of large key-shaped swords, splitting from the ground. Each of them glow a little differently, according to each student's eye. Some of them sparkle a little more, some a little less.
A voice calls out to you, and you realize it is comign from one of the oddly shaped weapons.
'Open your heart and unlock your true potential'.
Just as you hear those words, the shadowlings return yet again. You suddenly know what you have to do.
What do you have to do again?
Oh, I dunno how about GRABBING A @#$#$# KEYBLADE YOU @#$@#$#$#$
OOC: KEYBLADE MASTER!
YOU ARE A KEYBLADE MASTER!
- They keyblade that you choose takes form in some resemblance of your Fear attack, however you want to interpret that. As you grab a hold onto it, a small amount of knowledge pours into you as to how to use the instrument (like a sword). You can only hold onto one at any point of time. - Attacking with a keyblade gives a -3 modifier instead of the usual -6. So for example, instead of attacking/defending/healing 2d6 - 6 you do 2d6 - 3. This goes for ALL TURNS ONWARDS. - You can only still attack 5 turns this round, so if you've already taken a turn, this effect is effective for the remaining turns + all rounds ONWARDS
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3, 4Total: 7 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Mar 27, 2013 4:46 pm
((WOW HI ZOO POST I'LL REACT TO THAT NEXT POST YEAH))
Hmmm...this ghoul still didn't look too good. Junko found another cookie to offer her. Oh, this one looked worse than the last.
But now someone was shouting, somehow being heard over the commotion of students fighting shadowlings. Junko blinked and looked toward where the screaming was coming from, giving Argyle a strange look. He was..trying to protect creatures that were attacking them?
Was he for real? Had they not tried to eat any of his stuff? This was obviously self defense, Argyle. In fact Junko was about to argue this until it ate off his jackdamn hand. She gasped, her hand flying up to clamp over her mouth and her eyes widening, she tried not to scream.
IT ATE.
HIS.
HAND OFF.
IT JUST ATE IT.
WHAT THE EVERLOVING JACK.
"A...are you okay?"
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Character name: Junko Description of character:Third Year Futakuchi-onna, 12 feet of living hair, picture la de da HP of character: 29/50 (Path of the Observant) TOTAL DAMAGE DONE: N/A TOTAL HEALING DONE:Healed Steffani for 1...wow... TOTAL DEFENSE DONE: N/A DAMAGE DONE TO BOSS FOR THIS ROUND: 48 Fear charges used: N/A Special abilities used: Beginner Stealth (unused), Campfire (unused) Special EVENT abilities used: Full Heal (unused)
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Nothing Yet
Posted: Wed Mar 27, 2013 5:38 pm
Tuthfully Diana was very glad that her random grabbing of the tail had not fazed, or was noticed, at all by the treasurer to be. It had been a rather embarrassing moment for her. So when the shadowlings pulled back once more she had to sigh and step away from the fluffy tailed boil. It was at this point that she winced at the ringing sounds that went through the room. Three times she heard the chime and she was actually quite happy when it stopped as she found it annoying. Then the next thing she knew she was surrounded by these key like blades. 'Open your heart and unlock your true potential' she heard coming from one and that was odd to her. However, she found herself going over to that blade and pulling it out just as the shadowlings returned. She takes a quick glance at the blade she had chosen. It strangely reminded her of her own Fear ability of Replication, with it's identical prongs coming off the grip and the coins hanging off a chain. "Well, this will definitely work better than my hairbrush.. or my tail." She muttered as she tried out the feel of her new weapon. She didn't know how, but she found herself knowing just the right way to hold the blade and the basics on how to use it.. Although she just figured the pointy end goes into the enemy.
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Character name: Diana Maximillian Lee Description of character:Journal & Her Keyblade HP of character: 36/60 (Path of the Warrior) TOTAL DAMAGE DONE: N/A TOTAL HEALING DONE: N/A TOTAL DEFENSE DONE: N/A DAMAGE DONE TO BOSS FOR THIS ROUND: 48 Fear charges used N/A Special abilities used: N/A Special EVENT abilities used: Blind Protection (unused)
Though he had been staring blankly at Argyle and wondering if that's how he sounded when he tried to get everyone to stop attacking the hunters, he couldn't help smiling. It sounded so happy in the midst of all of this. Something must have eaten him when his guard was down, though; with another chime he was not in Amityville anymore.
The scenery was, instead, a million times more perfect. A world of only keys. This was the kind of stuff he only saw in his dreams.
Was...was this...Elysian? But nobody had come to guide him home...so...
He had no idea what all of this meant, but there were a lot of keys. Keys as far as he could see, spanning the entire area around him. More keys than he could count. More keys than he could really fathom. And they all looked really important, and all probably needed protecting.
Wearing his most determined face, he strode with purpose into the mess of keyblades, trying to wrap his arms around one, then another, and another. Don't worry, giant keys. You're safe now.
It was all for naught, however. When he returned to reality, he found himself holding only one: a blade of blacks and purples and blues, a translucent coil of something akin to ghostly spirits moving from a hilt of bones towards key-teeth that resembled some sort of gate, and what looked like three tiny keys dangling on the keychain.
He was okay with this.
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Character name: Thackery Description of character:journal // wearing more keys than usual // has a keyblade (it's not really that purple though bear with me here) HP of character: 90/100 TOTAL DAMAGE DONE: n/a DAMAGE DONE TO BOSS FOR THIS ROUND:53 Fear charges used - Special abilities used: - Special EVENT abilities used: Blind Protection (unused)
Posted: Wed Mar 27, 2013 6:06 pm
A whole lot of miscellaneous bullshit happened that Argyle frankly didn't care about because one of those things had seriously just eaten his hand. Seriously.
Not caring about what was happening was, apparently, the wrong course of action, as he was now holding something and had no idea why. With a laborious sigh, he looked down at the thing he held in his remaining hand. He scowled, and another laborious sigh followed.
The keyblade was slightly smaller compared to some of the others, but was, more importantly, completely covered in various sparkly things. He waved it around once, and it left a spray of shimmering glitter in its path.
He turned to the worried ghoul, lips pressed tightly together, and sighed again before he spoke.
"This is the farthest thing from the realm of 'okay', but I will, as the humans say, 'deal with it'."
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Posted: Wed Mar 27, 2013 6:11 pm
Seeing a teacher's hand get bitten off was pretty damn unsettling to the ever school oriented little witch; nevermind that these things could happen but it had happened while she was in the vicinity. Maple's eyes grew to a large size at the event.
More so when a chime echoed in the room itself, as if calling for attention for all to hear. What was going on now? The ghoul found herself inching closer to Andrew and AJ, really settled that she was probably not going to like what was going to happen next since... well, nothing ever went well in her books.
The witch jumped, taken by surprise at how sudden the keys had spring up from her ground. In an instant her arms were wrapped around AJ's. What in the what? What were these? Oh, please don't be a bad thing... some had a sheen to them but still, it wasn't always like she could trust it. Maple's brown eyes wandered on the lot of them, her grip loosening on AJ's arm as something spoke to her.
'Open your heart and unlock your true potential'.
The shadows were returning, but her attention was still on the strange objects in the ground. Her broom dispelled, leaving behind a whispy trail of red wind before nothing as she reached out a hand - still not letting go of AJ - towards .. a whatever it was that seemed to call to her.
She reached out further, grabbing onto the handle adorned with symboles and horns and pulled it out of the ground.
Oh ... it looked, pretty much like her broom. Huh.
At least, from the simple touch of it, she knew what to do with it in this situation. Finally releasing herself from AJ's hold, she gripped the keyblade with two hands.
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Character name: Maple Description of character:Maple is a petite young reaper, with pale skin and long brown hair that fades into red. She has a pair of horns at her hairline and wears rather plain clothing. If not cowering, the ghoul is wielding a broom ... hopefully. Her keyblade HP of character: 14/30 [Observant, normal HP] TOTAL HEALING DONE: Where applicable DAMAGE DONE TO BOSS FOR THIS ROUND: 53 Fear charges used -- Special abilities used: -- Special EVENT abilities used: Full Heal
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lol, hope you don't mind that AJ had a clingy little witch xD
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Posted: Wed Mar 27, 2013 6:23 pm
Sophie had fought along with the others the whole time - well, she had been healing rather than fighting, but the sentiments were still there. The screaming voice and Sophie froze; perhaps the creatures were indeed students, or minipets or something. She flinched as the hand was eaten and shook her head. Nope, guess they were bad.
Not moments after, the chime echoed and Sophie glanced around, eyeing the keyblades as they appeared. One called to her more than any others; so much that it was the only one she saw. Covered in bandages; a red cross for its teeth. Yes, this was the keyblade for her. She picked it up and swung ir around for a few moments; getting the feel of it. It was light; wouldn't do much damage but she could feel a power in it that would certainly help with her healing.
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Character name: Sophie Van Rotte Description of character:Journal HP of character: 10/30 TOTAL DAMAGE DONE: N/A TOTAL HEALING DONE: N/A TOTAL DEFENSE DONE: N/A DAMAGE DONE TO BOSS FOR THIS ROUND: N/A Fear charges used N/A Special abilities used: N/A Special EVENT abilities used: N/A
Andrew hear a sudden wail of stop. Stop what? Killing the things? If they didn’t fight the shadow things would eat them. He wasn’t going to stop hiding… err fighting them.
And then the teacher came into view trying to cuddle one of the things, and promptly got his hand bitten off… funny how fast he changed his mind. Andrew didn’t miss Maple’s wise decision to stay closer with the group. He didn’t blame here, there was a certain amount of safety in numbers.
Keys sprouted from everywhere. Open your heart and unlock your true potential'. Andrew frowned at the sound. This seemed a little odd, but he grabbed one of the keys hoping to be able to wield it as a stick. No this was better than a stick. The Key burst into flames, and was just… fire all over. He could get used to this.
Jack yeah, time to kill more things. As soon as there was an opening.
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I see you scooting. Good life choice.
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Character name: Andrew Description of character:Andrew's journal Andrew is running around in shorts and a tank top with blood in his hair. Plus he looks generally unhappy. HP of character: 10/15 TOTAL DAMAGE DONE: 0 TOTAL HEALING DONE: 0 TOTAL DEFENSE DONE: 0 DAMAGE DONE TO BOSS FOR THIS ROUND: 53 Fear charges used Special abilities used: Special EVENT abilities used:
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If a warrior protects me I'll go kill things.
Posted: Wed Mar 27, 2013 7:52 pm
Strolling pretty nonchalantly into the club rooms, Gabby walked in on a scene that made him want to walk right back out. When he turned around, however, all he saw were fancy, overstylized blades stuck in the ground. In fact, it all looked a little ridiculous - until he picked one up. When he held it in his hands, the blade wisped and glowed with an ethereal quality that he unabashedly liked to claim for his own good looks. He pulled it closer to inspect it, and then swung it in front of him.
"Free sword. Good deal. I needed some new loot, now that my room's trashed." He put his free hand in his pocket, and swung the sword childishly at his other side - but he still wasn't keen on actually picking a fight with those ridiculous little inkblots that were swarming the school.
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Character name: Gabriel Description of character:Journal HP of character: 60/60 (Path of the Warrior) TOTAL DAMAGE DONE: N/A TOTAL HEALING DONE: N/A TOTAL DEFENSE DONE: N/A DAMAGE DONE TO BOSS FOR THIS ROUND: 53 Fear charges used N/A Special abilities used: N/A Special EVENT abilities used: Blind Protection (unused)
The pacifist made his appearance, as far as Damien saw, the instructor trying to work his social point of view on the situation and quite literally, was a victim of the bite back. it was almost humorous was it not for the realization that soon, they would all try to do that to them, more so than before. the hunger in the topaz eyes all to tangible.
was it a blessing from the professor, or Jack's kind grace, he did not know, but the gentle chine that cut through the madness was soft and yet loud, sounds that came from all around that had his ears moving all around in search of the true source.
It was one thing to be worried about sound, but when vision gave way to a barren land filled with keys. "Dear Kerberos, i've fallen in Thacks Nirvana." Keys everywhere, shining in their different hues, they all asked to release their true potential. a simple request that they all wanted.
But you can't hug all the keys, there was only room for one, two at the most.
and the pull towards the green beacon of light was too much to resist. "I shall be the one to unlock your heart." it was not a request the hound noted, but a statement, a promise. this was the one.
The shift in reality back to the battlefield was just as sudden, no ringing, no bells, just anarchy and little time to defend from the shadow that leapt, putting his arms up in defiance that knocked it back with a show of unseen force.
Bits of hexagons that formed in front like a tiny shield, and faded white light. The materialization of the object was instant, heavy and balanced and felt right in his open palm.
It was a key, after a preliminary look, like the one used on his dorm room but made bigger in scale with a dull brushed nickel neck, teeth made sharp by spikes of the same material crowned at the very tip with a dome carved into the shape of a wolf skull in three, the cloud from inside escaping at the juncture that created their mouths in small puffs of air. the hilt wasn't as ornate as the rest, angular and sharp obsidian with plenty of space to adjust how to hold it or to spin. The chain at its base was more solid than the rest, like the true real part of the magic, metal that was rusty and thick, blackened from soot and fire that ended with a giant fang.
It felt like him, just all of him, put to material, non flesh form. "What sorcery is this?" he asked, aloud and marveling at the object, the one that the shadowlings were edging away from. It didn't take a genius to know that if it was feared, it meant to be an asset to take advantage of in this battle.
It worked alot better than kick kicking them to death. "Come, ill let you taste this new toy of mine." was he feeling cocky now? You betcha.
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Character name: Damien Description of character:Monster Hellhound in YR 3 HP of character:20/25 | Path of the Spellcaster |-attack is doubled SPECIAL EFFECT: Second Chance
If an attack results in your immediate death (0 hp), you may ONCE in this battle skip it!
TOTAL DAMAGE DONE: Where applicable TOTAL HEALING DONE: Where applicable TOTAL DEFENSE DONE: Where applicable DAMAGE DONE TO BOSS FOR THIS ROUND: 53 Fear charges used Or charge attacks gained Special abilities used: N/A Special EVENT abilities used:N/A
Character name: Efflo
