There was a soft rumble of padded steps as the toadish demon lumbered with his little goblins towards the building. there was a lot of fuss, after all, and fuss meant food obviously. Delicious smells of blood and sweat and possibly even fear, if emotions could ever be tasted. Mmmm~
< This way, > he told them with a joyful, if monstrous grin, as he picked up the pace and slammed his prodigious gut against the wall.
[ hi this is short b/c gotta go mkay ]
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Name: "Santa" Species: Gluttony Demon Park Location: Containment Facility Physical Description: Toad-like in that he has a poached stomach, flabby arms, thick legs, and a stubby tail. Curved horns and a rather mossy-colored complexion. The lab techs decided to dress him up in red when they realized that a fat creature in a red suit and white trimmed hat was apparently passable for a holiday icon and a rare moment of absolute comedy. Brief Character Profile: For a barely fed denizen, Santa is surprisingly calm. Having learned to live with little, he transformed the ache of hunger his kind is known for into a well sharpened tool against his oppressors--in a way, he's so far gone he went up the other way and became very, very sane. While smart enough to play dumb around the apes, this demon is easily led by his cravings: flesh, rubber, metal, even other creatures' Fear isn't safe once he gets a good scent in his nose and a rumble form his belly. He might not be the faster or the strongest creature on the island, but he's certainly ranked among the most determined once his mind is set to something.
Landing heavily upon the earth, the Desert Dragon's wings still beat at the ground. Faster and faster they continued to pump through the air, collecting as much loose matter as they could muster. The humans had to be done away with; they were the cause of everything wrong. They'd tried to keep them tame and controlled, like little show pieces for the other stupid humans.
Not on his watch. With a roar, the dragon sent the storm of debris at the large thing the humans were cowering inside. A smirk played across his scaly, gnarled features as the structure nearly fell. << s**t happens. >>
HP: 50 Damage: 12 Target: Building Building HP: 1/70
Name: Dyxie Species: Desert Dragon Park Location:Monster Mountain Physical Description: Large, golden scaled dragon with gnarled spikes decorating his face, body, legs, arms, and wings. Brief Character Profile: Vague, Domineering, Controlling, Authoritative
Seeing the snake feather creature leave her be, she turns her eyes on Tonio before she gets up and limps towards him. Only she didn't do anything but hand the keys to him as she nods "I'll be right back." slipping back into the crumpling building, she moves back down the hall and into that hidden room.
This time, she didn't even bother to sit down, she just starts jamming every command she could think of on the computer.
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Guest Name: Coraline Dolan Guest Profession: Photographer HP: 22/25 Physical Description: Standing five feet, seven inches, she a beauty in her own unique way. With boy cut dark brown hair, its highlighted with blood red through the whole hair. Her bangs are longer and hang in her face most of the time. Slate blue eyes, with freckles all over her cheeks and nose. Normally spotted in a simple spaghetti strap shirt and flare jeans. Brief Character Profile: Full of life, she always has a smile on her face. To her, even the worse moment can be the best picture if you look through the eye of a camera. She loves to talk to everyone, and always tries to include everyone in.
Screaming at the computer, she shakes her head. What was she doing wrong?
Breathing, she tries to ignore everything but the computer. Her fingers working as fast as she could get them
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Guest Name: Coraline Dolan Guest Profession: Photographer HP: 22/25 Item: Ban aids Physical Description: Standing five feet, seven inches, she a beauty in her own unique way. With boy cut dark brown hair, its highlighted with blood red through the whole hair. Her bangs are longer and hang in her face most of the time. Slate blue eyes, with freckles all over her cheeks and nose. Normally spotted in a simple spaghetti strap shirt and flare jeans. Brief Character Profile: Full of life, she always has a smile on her face. To her, even the worse moment can be the best picture if you look through the eye of a camera. She loves to talk to everyone, and always tries to include everyone in.
Excuse you Banshee she did her time she was free stop stalking her gosh. It was just a loaf of bread and she'd been starving. Let it go man, let it go.
Centehua just kept hitting the place cuz SHE WAS HUNGRY WHERE WAS THE FOOD.
Action: attacking Target: Building cuz hey maybe food is inside the place with the people and the things Roll Results: 10 Building HP: dead/70
My HP: 50 My Items: SNAKE?
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Centehua broke the thing where is her treat she did the thing
Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 4:46 pm
Fluffy merely stared up at Banshee's words, glancing to the house then the dragon again. [All the ones who liked us... who were nice died.] He stated simple, ears flat as he noted no one was hurting the humans for the moment at least. Though the house didn't look so good. [You would kill those that do not hurt you for fear? You are the coward then.] They might have been cowards before, ones who picked on them.
But there were good though. He remembered that much. Those that just liked seeing them run around and interacting with them. Even if they got a few bruises for it. [Hateful. Spiteful. Scaredie!] He glowered up at the dragon. [You can see if they hurt us we can win. They are afraid because we do not give them chances to prove anything!] He paused, slumping a bit as a brief bit of wisdom floated back into his head. Something he'd heard earlier that day. [We just can't be in the same spot. Let them hide in their corner. Us in ours.] That's right... they just couldn't be together. Then it would be fine.
[Then you won't have to be afraid either.] Sure, he was scared. Scared of being stuck like this, alone, and what was happening. But honestly, he wasn't that afraid of the humans... not these at least. He had yet to see one of them lash out at him.
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Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 4:51 pm
The law is not marked Centa gosh.
Banshee looked to the building with pride as the barrier collapsed. < We will see just who is afraid, > was all she concluded. The stars would decide their fate.
Action: -- Target: -- Roll Results: -- Building HP: 0/70
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Name: Banshee (given her to by keepers without ... consideration ...) Species:Frost Wyrm like black skeletal icy dragon thing idk ;_; <3 Physical Description: She's kept in half humanoid most of the time. Currently in dragon form, as picture above. Half humanoid: Black hair dip dyed blue. It's straight and drapes in front of her face something like this. She's mostly skeletal with a glowy blue core, glowy blue eyes- its a deep saturated blue. Outfit is something like this w/ blue/black color scheme. Black skin with skeletal parts. Horns, wings- dragon-y stuff. Also has a foggy fog emitting from her body just to add to general ~spookiness~. When she's not half-humanoid, she's a frost wyrm, as pictured above. Brief Character Profile: Banshee has a very strong sense of justice. She's very calculated, often thinking in percents and proportions. She has a really strong sense of what's right and what's wrong she is the law. She's relatively friendly, but can be somewhat stagnant to interact with. She likes technology and other things she can take apart and put back together. Has a hard time breaking out of her shell, but not neccessarily unfriendly. A speaks-when-spoken-to sort of person.
Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 4:59 pm
Being pretty much frozen in fear when the Banshee nudged him, he nearly tipped over. Catching himself however before falling his hands went up in defense to protect his face. Peeking through he blinked as the monster simply moved away after the nudge to head towards the building. Staring in disbelief as the creature simply poked him then left, he came to the conclusion that things had officially gone crazy.
Debris from the crumbling building smacked all around and Antonio yelped in surprise as a large hunk of building flew down and nearly flattened him. They had to get out of there, that thing was going to go down any minute like a ton of bricks. Turning as Cora ran up to him he nodded and grabbed the keys, bailing for the SUV they had road in on. Looking up, a look he regretted when the building fell right before his eyes, Tonio gripped the keys tightly. Cora....was dead, he just knew it. But then he seen a flicker of red in the rubble and a hand sticking out. He jumped without thought right out of the suv and ran towards the sign of possible life. Shoving pieces of debris aside he pulled and pushed until uncovering Cora, tossing her over his shoulder he ran like a mad-man past the monsters, threw her in the SUV and drove off like a bad outta hell.
[EXIIt] (had permission to move cora uw u b )
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Action: na Target: na Roll Results: My HP:25 Hp My Items: None Guest Name: Antonio Altamirano
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Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 5:13 pm
It was a sour note to know that she had not been one among the few that finally brought the building down, a sting to her pride really. (She'd been one of the first ones here!) And new comers to the party but at least they seemed to have the same indifferent air about the humans as she did.
Not like the little one spouting nonsense. Fluffy had no useful information, really how could he not know?! And now trying to say that people were nice. Just another thing to add to make him top the most annoying list. The behemoth was so tempted to just run her teeth through his neck for that (it was so much smaller than it probably usually was). And she tried very much to control her anger, mostly by curling the digits of her paws into the ground beneath her feet. [ Useless ] She hissed and turned away from him and the wreckage. Because she didn't want to get struck by the dragon once again, simple as that.
[ They're trying to get away ] Like it wasn't obvious with the humans getting into one of their metal contraptions.
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Name: Reaver Physical Description:behemoth. Though, not as large as what a grown behemoth of Halloween could potentially achieve, Reaver is about the size of a Siberian Tiger and potentially just as mean. Her colors are rather subdued, fitting into what humans would deem more 'natural' with shades of browns and blacks. HP: 34/50 Target: Roll Results: Office HP: 0/70
Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 5:31 pm
Fluffy huffed at the both of them, but couldn't do much as the place crashed down suddenly. ...it was probably a good thing he'd come out of there, but... but the huma-
And then the man came running out and darted for a car, then somehow that woman was alive and... well they'd both escaped off in a car thing. Which was good, but... He glared at the behemoth annoyed. [Because you bite them if they do not.] Stupid thing didn't realize. And even if the dragon wouldn't admit it, the only reason she wished to see them gone was fear. She was afraid of what they had done before and could do. He knew that much.
Tavast's wisdom wasn't entirely lost on him. They were both scared of each other and lashed out because of it. They just had to be apart from each other. So... this was good. Even if it was a bit lonely.
Not that it solved his problem. Still, maybe... maybe if he tried to walk like they did? On two? He shakily worked to stand up and balance before coming tumbling back to his bum as he didn't quite manage to keep his balance and watched the SUV vanish out of sight. [Shouldn't follow... should we?] The question was directed at Tavast as he slowly worked to his feet again, watching the building a moment. [...there was another. He wasn't bad either... think he lived?] He'd been a bit scary, but hadn't hit him or hurt him. Thus he couldn't be so bad.
Most of them seemed ok. Far less angry than they did. Perhaps they were the bad ones.
"Thank you." After that, Adam took a seat at the desk. The DOS command line interface was a blast from the past for him. The last time he remembered using it was when someone posted a note on FB about how to tell if your computer was a boy a girl. His was apparently a girl. He then wondered why his head became filled with such stupid thoughts in serious situations.
He sighed and tried to brute force it. He was rewarded with a cat playing synth music. He double facepalmed out of frustration. "Nooo, that's not what I was looking for at all!"
The building was destroyed around the same time and as far as he knew, he was the only person left inside. He was torn between running away with them and staying here to figure out what the heck could be on this computer. Either way, he knew he was in mortal danger. It was enough to make him constipated for days.
Finally, he headdesked. "Augh..." He'd stay here for a little bit.
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My HP: 25 My Items:Ninja Throwing Stars, Bandages (Heals 5 HP)
Guest Name: Adam Terrani Guest Profession: Lawyer Physical Description: Brunette. Short, curly hair. Clean shaven. Italian. Flabby arms. Beer belly. Muscular legs. Suit, tie, dress shoes. Neon orange noise cancelling headphones. Brief Character Profile: He tends to be anxious. He seems like he's constantly in a hurry. Like he doesn't know how to relax. He loves talking. He loves the sound of his own voice. He can easily talk your ear off. It's hard to get a word in edgewise with him. He has botanophobia. Are they arriving with a buddy character? If so who: No Your AIM & Minipet SN: AIM: averyairdale, SN: Tenko72
A compartment beneath the desk suddenly flew open. It was filled with a couple of decks in contrasting colors, red and blue. "Eh?!" Adam didn't know what the heck this was. He didn't remember seeing these while he was shoulder surfing pretty woman and Mexican man.
On closer inspection, they were apparently throwing cards. The blue ones looked like they would be of more use to him, since running away was more his style. So, he stuffed them in his pocket, stood up, and got ready to leave.
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He hesitated to go. It felt like he had left something unfinished. He looked at the Cerberus boy and reached out for his shoulder. He meant to be consoling, but his right arm was shaking so much, he, himself, looked more like the frightened animal. "Fluffy." He had trouble speaking. His voice kept cracking. "I remember Wayra liked you. I think Lydia and Kiera liked you fine too. Not to mention Algie. I remember he looked quite, uh... Quite, uh, uncomfortable when all of you were made to do...tricks. Yes." He paused and then added, "Me too, actually. I just show it differently. In other words, I like you. I hope you'll stay safe."
He let his hand drop back at his side and then continued speaking. "You see, I'm really a coward. So, I'm going to run away now. Because I'm afraid. So, I'll see you later. Farewell."
He paused a moment. Glancing at the mess then around. This wasn't good either. Even if it was just to make sure they got somewhere, perhaps... he could at least keep an eye on the pair until they got there. [I'll stay away.] He added quietly to the dragon before unsteadily wobbling off. A mix of trying to walk and restoring to all fours again.
Walking was hard. Had he said that?
[Fluffy says Exit]
Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 7:30 pm
Follow?
Caesar scratched his head, panting from the effort of slamming into bricks and cement repeatedly. The bigfoot gave no thought to pride or recognition. To him bringing down the building had been a wonderful group activity and Fluffy had been freed!
... And now was running away. Was he going after the humans for catching him?
There was a voice echoing through the island, from what distance she wasn't sure but loud enough to each their ears. Reaver's flicked, sensing a sort of recognition of whom the voice belonged to. Familiar. It made her tense and anger and growl lowly.
Fluffy seemed to be heading in the general directions of the escaping humans, and given how he had failed in any passing of knowledge of his new learned ability, she frankly didn't care where he went. Same with the bigfoot. Probably the same with everyone else.
This probably wasn't going to go how she would want, probably ruin her fur even further but the behemoth turned with a snort and headed towards the challenging voice.
[[exit]]
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Name: Reaver Physical Description:behemoth. Though, not as large as what a grown behemoth of Halloween could potentially achieve, Reaver is about the size of a Siberian Tiger and potentially just as mean. Her colors are rather subdued, fitting into what humans would deem more 'natural' with shades of browns and blacks. HP: 34/50
