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 Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 9:35 pm
Everything stopped moving, and she was even further relieved to see that the new area was familiar. Maybe...Maybe this was all over? They could go home? See their loved ones again? Optimism was blooming in her vine-writhing skin, the red flower in her eyesocket seeming to shine brighter when she realized there were figures nearby. Not just figure. Cloaked Figures. The White Jackets. Hunters. Hunters between them and their way out.
No. Not again. Why. Why?!
Amrita groaned to herself, feeling exhaustion work it's way through her. Haven't they been through enough? Why wasn't this over yet? Why wouldn't they just go on one field trip that didn't end in something horrific or devasta---
...Was that a statue...? A statue that looked an awful lot like----
Something in the pit of her stomach dropped. Her optimism crushed even further. That was a statue of Riley, holding...Mal? That was odd, but the statue. Even curled it was obvious who it was, and outside of that, it was just like---Red. Whatever had settled in the pit of her stomach didn't stay put, and soon Amrita's body convulsed forward, her hands flying up to cover her mouth just in time to bite back whatever scream or purge her body was trying to bring up. She sank to her knees, her backward hands still tight around her mouth, wrists crossed.
The world around her vanished; the Hunters, the fight, the strife. All that existed to her in this moment was that statue. The Demoness who had been her mentor of sorts, looking so much like Red just before---
Amrita choked.
------------------------ (( OOC: Character Name: Amrita HP: 43/50 Target: -- Damage: -- Effect: All the things Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3 )) Appearance Amrita is a 5'5" Patchwork (Currently) with the left side of her skull showing and backwards hands and feet. She is dressed similar to this but without the yellow jacket and in a tank top instead.
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poke mattix rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 8
Total: 13 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 9:36 pm
((Enter)) As soon as he landed, Jason was up on his feet, sword out in front and prepared for any sudden attacks. But none came, instead, he was faced with a group of students who had been cornered by the other Hunters. This was good. For once he wasn't faced with overwhelming odds. He moved over to back up his fellow hunters, hearing the orders to take some back alive. He gripped his sword tighter, not sure what to make of the order, but knowing he still had to obey. Looking amongst the crowd, he spotted a...girl in pink. She was wearing pink, and all in all...not very threatening. ...Did he really want to? Not really, but considering the last time he held back on a enemy, they totally kicked his a** so... Moving quickly to Xiu, his sword came up as if he would slash at her side. But he angled the blade so that it smacked into her on the flat side. ------------------------ (( OOC: Character Name: Jason HP: 21/40 Target: Xiu Damage: 8 Charge 1/3 Charge attack used 0/2 Effect: - Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3 )) Kaiyumi poke mattix's character Jason is attacking Xiu for 8 damage! Appearance (picture in sig) Jason is a Moon hunter, around 6 feet tall, short blonde hair, and wielding a sword. 1x Runic Bandages 1x Modified Fear scanner
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danse-hexe rolled 1 20-sided dice:
11
Total: 11 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 9:36 pm
The minute she saw Caelius that feeling was there again, the reminder that she was, ultimately a hunter, albeit somewhat of a failure of one, and that she most certainly not... supposed to be nice to halloweeners. It was almost as if she felt like she had to make up for it now- and there were more than enough targets around here, even if they'd been told not to dissipate them, attacks were more than fair game, right?
Except there were other matters requiring immediate attention.
Reine grimaced when she saw him, idiot that he was. Probably chasing girls again, or something, getting himself into this state. The situation would be a little funnier, if Dakota didn't look as close as he did to dying- with a somewhat stern, somewhat tearful face (granted, the tearful was mostly a carry-over from Thackery) she approached him and the other boy he was with.
"You're so useless," she started, pulling a bandage out of her pocket and slapping it on his face. Maybe not the best thing to do to a hurt person.------------------------ (( OOC:
Character Name: Reine Walker
HP: 33/50
Target: Dakota
Heal: 11
Charge: 3/3
Swift Strikes: 11d4: 0/1 l 9d4: 0/1
Effect: None
Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3)) Nyxtsuki Moon dansehexe's character Reine is healing Dakota for 11 HP! Appearance & Inventory Life hunter, tallish/skinny, short white hair, blue eyes
1x Communications Device: Cell phones do not work wherever the trainees are traveling, this is the only way for two trainees to get in contact with each other.
1x Fear Charge Packet: When used on your weapon, automatically gives it a Fear charge instead of having to charge the weapon. Can only be used once, counts as one of your charged attacks.
1x Bandages (leftover from arctic EM): Roll 1d20
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 9:38 pm
"You might have nothing to do with me but I have been given orders. It is my job to FOLLOW them-" Mercedes began to speak then braced herself for sudden impact as Hadjoc continued to wail in excitement the closer that Sammy got. She wasn't going to insult the girl by telling her that the weapon was VERY eager to sink his teeth into her.. but... it really was O_O. That was something not even Mercedes wanted to see happen. But as Sammy's fist connected to her skin she winced and shut her eyes tight, her hood managing to fall back off of her head when she stumbled to the ground. It felt like the worst damn case of heartburn she would ever feel- this was nothing like getting punched at by those yetis. NO SIR. This was /painful/. Laying in the grass momentarily she heaved and coughed until she threw herself back up on her feet. Hadjoc was like a tea kettle whistling. It wanted Sammy so badly that it could be heard sizzling in idle mode. REH EVAH EM TEL ESAELP! "Control yourself Hadjoc you're horrible-" Mercedes quietly retorted to the ravenmocker. She did not strike back at Sammy just yet; Hadjoc really needed some form of release but she wasn't ready to fire at such close range. Keeping her bowguns up and crossed, she defended herself from getting fire-fisted again. /gutter HP: 20/40
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 9:38 pm
The Hunter winced, then glared hard at Aurian. It looked like he was going to hold a grudge, even if he was too busy to attack right now. She responded with a scowl. "If you don't like it, stop invading other peoples' homes," she told him. First Amityville, now the Horsemen islands. These Hunters just needed to stay in their own world. Aurian saw the girl in the purple scarf swinging a staff towards her. It was easy to counter with the shaft of her own scythe. Aurian avoided the worst of the strike, taking just a simple cut. As she inspected the wound, she almost laughed when she realised that the girl Hunter had dealt out almost the exact same wound in retaliation for her friend. ------------------------ OOC: Character Name: Aurian HP: 15/30 Target: n/a Damage: n/a Effect: n/a] 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: Wed Apr 18, 2012 9:38 pm
For the students, there was a loud chime, similar to the jingling of bells as the noise, yelling, pain, confusion, as the weariness faded away.
They were standing in a white space now, in front of a figured in cloaked purple, one perhaps some students would remember from their last week of classes. Medea, the priestess of Death. Medea, the one who had shown them a very uncertain future through Trance.
The sudden dis-focus of everything that had just happened, the Hunters, the conflict, made everything seem dream-like, surreal. Unimportant. It was easy for students to fool themselves and believe that they would be okay if they didn't try.
"Help is coming." She exclaimed it strong, proud, resolute. "The clans have heard your pleas, help is coming soon. Fight them off, just these last few moments, with your own power until we arrive. Don't look back, step forwards and, fight for your own path."
She held out one arm, the bracelet chiming one more time, the cloak sliding towards the ground.
"Help is coming." She repeated, her voice now distant, the clash and clang of the battle returning tenfold. And yet, the students were not nearly as tired, they were not nearly as scared. They were being guided, they were being warned.
They were being told to fight because that was what the Four Clans had taught them to do: to never back down. OOC exclaim THIS IS NOT A NEW GM ROUND exclaim ALL AMITYVILLE STUDENTS:- ALL STUDENTS HAVE REGAINED FULL HEALTH. - ALL STUDENTS NOW HAVE -1 ON THEIR MODIFIER, so subtract - 5 instead of - 6. - ALL STUDENTS CAN ATTACK TWICE THIS ROUND CUMULATIVELY (if you have already attacked once before this GM post you can only attack one more time) - ALL STUDENTS Y2 or HIGHER have their Fear attacks recharged!
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santime rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 5
Total: 9 (2-12)
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 9:39 pm
WE ARE HALLOWEEN santime's character Shenny is attacking Clarice for 4 damage! "Medea. Medea, I still can't trust you", thought Shenny after having a vision of the priestess. Yet, she would admit she never, ever thought she'd be so happy to see her, and hear Medea's voice. After all, horsemen were their kin. They were Fear creatures, no matter how different they were. So, good or not, as for now they were allies. And that was really an important thing they taught students: never back down. never. Help is coming. Good to know. Shenny looked around again picking a good opponent, her eyes stopping at a group of hunters who were... well, there was something different about them. Like you could distinguish Heir from the ordinary horseman, you could easily realize those were different from the regular hunters, at least from the hunters she had been fighting with. The sorceress couldn't tell what exactly made this difference, but it was clearly visible. They all were very different, but something about was actually scary.. probably their calm facial expressions while they were making their ways through the battle? The ghoul had to decide which one to attack. One of them was a man in the wheelchair... attacking him might be easier, though Shenny was clever enough to realize it won't be as easy, as it may seem. And also, it didn't look good in any way. Shenny noticed a beautiful female hunter with blonde locks. She was elegant and shiny, but the ghoul could feel she can be really dangerous. That is a good enemy she'd been seeking: beautiful and strong. Shenny rushed towards the hunter lady attempting to attack her. Help will be coming soon. Let's hope so. (( OOC: Character Name: Shenny HP: 25/30 (-5 Clarice autodamage) Target: Clarice Damage: 4 Effect: -5 ATK MODIFIER Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3 +1 HORSEMAN POINT OBTAINED)) APPEARANCE Shenny is a reaper ghoul, her face covered with tattoos; thin, very pale, black-haired with blue eyes.
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 9:41 pm
Glancing up, from her magazine, Sabine sighed. Amityville and the Horsemen were full of thugs, didn't they know that fighting like this was extremely bad for their cuticles? It was then she noticed Riley, now all faded and rock-like, lying on the ground. She tsked softly and shook her dead, "That's what you get when you use archaic moisturizers, freaka."
Returning her attention to the magazine, the vampire took another sip of her Diet Hemo-Cola and wondered if she should still try to get transferred to Amityville. All things considered, it would be an act of charity. That school needed her.
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iloveyouDIE rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 6
Total: 8 (2-12)
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 9:42 pm
Ulmuka watched as everyone began to fight and suddenly decided that he couldn't stand idly by. He targeted the first one he saw, one of the leaders, and leapt upon him with his talons outstretched. The man was in asian style robes and carried a sword. He was lucky, his talons striking out to scratch across the hunter's cheek. It wasn't much but at least he'd hit him! (( OOC: HP: 15 / 30 Target: Allan Damage: 2 Effect: Roll even, none )) Zoobey Ulmuka has hit Allan for 2 damage!
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Dragain rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 4
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 9:42 pm
He found himself being tossed from one room to the other, poker facing through it all; was this a typical school field trip in Amityville? Then again, they were at the Horsemen's home...
The Horseman of Death that appeared was surprisingly pretty looking... That was weird.
Spotting some guy harassing Xiu, he decided to walk past and shove him before walking away. That was normal right.
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((OOC:
Character Name: Thanatos
HP: 30/30
Target: Dakota
Damage: 1 ._____.
Effect:
Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3 )) Nyxtsuki Moon Dragain's character Thanatos is attacking Dakota for 1 damage! Appearance I am bad with descriptions; tall guy with dreads and a giant snake. 8|
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 9:45 pm
As Herryk moved through the portal, he paused to drink in the sights. Of course there were more false reapers, more fighting. Did it ever end?
As he allowed his eyes to drift across the floating island, Herryk's gaze landed on the stone form of Riley. His eyes widened as he took one step closer, another. This was the same amazonian warrior ghoul that had so aptly beaten him down on the sparring sands on the Isle of War. This was his class president, one of the first ghouls he'd met upon his arrival at the school. She'd always had a sort of innate grace that he couldn't help but admire.. and now..
Now she was gone. As he came up close to her, Herryk reached out to brush cool fingers against one of the arms that curled so protectively around the plague doctor she clutched in her arms. It was horrifying how chilled she felt even against his own cool skin. And though Herryk had not known her well, she had been someone that Herryk had respected.
Whether or not it was rational, Herryk placed full blame on the false reapers. It was their fault. If they could do this to Riley, they could do this to any one of them. Freya, Mort, JD. None of them were safe; these false reapers were an ever-present danger, and it infuriated the draugr.
Pulling away from the cool stone of Riley's body, Herryk's hands clenched into fists. Lips curled in a snarl, gave way to a white flash of teeth as he turned to face the white-clad false reapers. These humans. He would not attack now. Herryk would wait for the perfect time to strike, but now... now, he was enjoying thinking about all the ways he would tear apart his opponents.
((OOC: Not attacking.
Character Name: Herryk
HP: 40/40
Target:
Damage: ))
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Wyntre IceBlade rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 4
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 9:45 pm
 Lumi decided hey her first attack landed, and that death clanswoman seemed to make her feel a lot better. Just because she felt better didn't mean she was going to fear any better. As she lunged at the man once again, she missed him completely this time around. Whimpering slightly hoping that Julian would somehow find his way to her in time she wondered if they would even get out of this mess. Thinking about Julian seemed to help a little before she found herself trying to shrink down. It really wasn't working too well but if it could do just a little bit to help until the clans...or Julian arrived it would be worth it right. This school might be what she needed, but these trips were definitely not what she needed right now. --- OOC:Character Name: Lumikki Turn: 1/1 HP: 25/30 Target: Simon Damage: 0 Effect: -- Number of People Currently Attacking Me: /3 )) Iizbot Wyntre IceBlade's character Lumikki is attacking Simon for 0 damage! Reeshie Hack Okay you can yell at her...she'll probably yell at herself. TiH Guest Student Lumikki stands about 5 foot 4, and is completely pissed off for this ruining a perfectly good day. She's got on cut off shorts and a tank top and appears to be in good health minus the attitude.
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OnionGrump rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 6
Total: 13 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 9:45 pm
Tybalt was stunned when Madea appeared on the field. He hadn't expected the head priestess herself to come to their aid! Right on! All they had to do was hold their ground until help arrived! Sure it sounded easier said than done, but the black dog was feeling a little more confident, knowing that they weren't fighting alone.
Feeling a surge of power run through him, the black dog lunged for the retreating hunter who had made the grave mistake of attacking Mei. He had attacked his friend right in front of him and that was something he wouldn't forgive. Nor would he allow him escape back to his comrades.
"You're not getting away!" He snarled, jaws open and ready to tear into flesh as heavy paws hit ground in pursuit.
Blade Kuroda OnionGrump's character, Tybalt, is attacking Deryk for 8 damage! 
Tybalt's HP: 50/50
Target: Deryk
Damage: 8
Effect: Only need to subtract -5 from total damage.
Number of People Currently Attacking Me: 0/3
Charge Attack: Discharge ( Y1 ) - Swift Strikes / Charge ( Y2 ) - The Chill / Divine Judgement ( Y3 ) - Gamblers Chance
Appearance
Tybalt is a 5'7" black dog, has serrated teeth, and is nearly all black, save for his glowing blue eyes. Atm, he is a large black dog, roughly the size of a calf.
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 9:46 pm
"Eva!"
Gale leapt forward, trying to block, but she had already moved before he could step between the two of them. He slipped in front of Eva again, more determined than ever to protect her, no matter what the cost, and gave the Halloween creature a look.
"Don't touch her," he said, and his expression was quite calm, despite the fact that his heart was beating so loud he was certain everyone around them would hear.
"Your fight is with me, not with her." 
[ HP: 11/50
Target: N/A
Damage: N/A
Charge: 0/3 2/2
Tile: 12
Items: Runic chains x1, modified pendant x1 ]Quote: APPEARANCE: Short blonde kid with short hair and carrying a giant sniper rifle that's probably as tall as he is.
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 9:46 pm
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