Banshee watched closely as the humans fled, glee written blankly across her face.
The hunt was on.
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My HP: 46/50 My Items: --
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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 7:58 pm
.. . Meals on wheels again?
Santa was starting to wonder if he should bother and maybe look into seeing if his fellow monster might offer up an unused limb, or an organ, or-- Oh. Or they could all move too.
The demon clicked his tongue reproachfully and waddled after, holding his belly in and giving it soothing pats as it rumbled. Soon.
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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.
Nothing Yet
aaand moving again~
sammpai
just to update you
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Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 8:11 pm
And so, they fled.
And so, Dyxie followed. He hungered...
[EXIT]
HP: 50 Damage: 12 Target: Building Building HP: 0/70
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
Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 8:18 pm
Caesar was a sheep.
He lumbered along because he didn't want to be by himself right now.
Tavast knew fluffy had left with the humans - it was unfortunate, but he had made his choice...
Getting up he moved on. He'd find something to do.
(( EXIT ))
Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 11:08 pm
In the distance, the sound of a helicopter can be heard. It grows in volume as it's joined by another, and then another. Eventually a good dozen are circling the perimeter of the island. Soon a soft blue glow surrounds the park.
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Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 12:06 am
The blue glow increases until suddenly a shockwave hits the island, hitting both creature and human alike. Another shockwave soon follows! Those who survive the blasts, witness streaks of light shooting from the helicopters, striking down creatures with terrible accuracy!
the ooc
Everyone on the island loses 20 hp! Creatures, roll 1d100! If you roll less than 50 you have been sniped and dissipate immediately!
Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 1:31 am
Len was on the stairs when the building began to collapse. Something cracked, something tore loose, something crashed onto the floor, and then the whole thing was crumbling inwards, its structural supports damaged to the point of failure. Len crouched down and clung to the handrail, covering his head with his other arm.
It was dark in the secret passage when the noise and dust had subsided. Len started to unfold himself from the ball he'd curled into. Once again, somehow, he'd survived disaster.
The shockwave hit, and Leonard Dickens never knew what had killed him.
