[PRP] SAMPLE BOSS BATTLE

[danse-hexe]

YOU FIND YOURSELF AT THE TOP OF A TOWER. How do you know this? That flight of neverending stairs you just climbed! At least, you thought they were neverending.. until you got here. Good on you, child!

Fortunately, though, the inspiring atmosphere of this room inspires you to regain all your strength and energy! What constitutes the inspiring atmosphere of this room?

MY PRESENCE, OF COURSE!

Bask in my GLORY. It's not often that I appear to the likes of you! In fact, I'm beginning to tire of you.... WHICH MEANS IT IS TIME TO DESTROYYYYYYYYYYY RAAAARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

THE OOC:
Welcome to the Boss Fight Tutorial! For this fight, you may use your characters. We request that at this time, you consider this RP non-canon; your character will NOT recall what has happened in this thread. This battle never took place at all.

In addition, there are both Hunters and Halloween people here. For the purposes of this tutorial, we request that you please do NOT attack each other and focus on the boss.

Finally, please fill this out for me. Thanks!:

[b]Character Year:[/b] Y1/Y2/Hunter Trainee
[b]HP:[/b] KEEP TRACK OF THIS
[b]Fear/Charge Attack:[/b] What's it called, what mechanic is it, what dice do you roll?

Remember, to have this count towards your character's growth please have at least 800 words written during this RP! Thanks!

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The above was written to gather information we needed at the time to create this guide; you do NOT need to request that players fill out that form. So, please feel free to ignore this first post. Your first post is your boss intro post: most likely the GM for the group will write this for you.

Instead, you get to do the fun part: battling! Proceed to the next note!  

[danse-hexe]

iloveyouDIE

chimarii

demon_pachabel

OnionGrump

kuromeez

IF YOU WERE NOT QUOTED IN THIS POST YOU DO NOT GET TO POST IN THIS THREAD. GO SOMEWHERE ELSE. LIKE THAT CORNER. THE ONE LABELLED SHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAME.

►►►►► For Future Bosses:
A quote-bomb like this lets all players know that HEY YOUR BOSS IS HERE! Most likely the groups' GM will do this for you; you do not need to worry about it.  

[chiickadee]

THOSE STAIRS ... TOTALLY HADN'T ... BEEN A ...

Danny flopped onto the ground. Yes, yes, evil mastermind blahblahblah. She knew this deal from watching hours and hours of endless, mindless cartoons. The bad guy always gave some super long monologue, and the good guys beat him up in the end. Well that was exactly what was going to happen here ... but ...

Danny needed a moment or two to catch her breath. Those stairs were seriously evil. Hope did that boo climb them every day? That must've been why he was so cranky.

Character Year: y1
HP: 30/30
Fear/Charge Attack: Flaming fists, Battle Cry Mechanics, 4d4  

[demon_pachabel]

Huff... huff... Oh, Cass had known she wasn't built for this much climbing and it was doing well to utterly wipe the floor with her. She'd probably taken a break six times after the first 20 minutes of what had seemed like endless walking. She actually could hear the endless staircase music from Super Mario 64 playing in her head as she walked. Would it take this long to get back down the stairs?

Oh ******** ******** ********. She never wanted to see stairs again in her entire life when this was over. She wanted to magic summon her boyfriend to carry her back down them and maybe (definitely) reward him with kisses for it. Because stairs. Staaaiirrrsss. It would be unfortunate for Cassandra when her hatred of stairs was wiped from her canon. Because it would have been a hilarious trait to play, if not inconvenient. But for the sake of helping, this small piece of her existence was being sacrificed.


Not that she knew it.

When she finally got to the top of the stairs, she threw one fist up in the air.

"FINALLY!!" she yelled, seeming to think of how utterly glorious it was to finally be rid of those stairs. There were several long moments in which she had to catch her breath, but somehow once she'd done that, she'd managed to regain her energy. Huh, that was str-




What was that thing doing here

Cass seemed to growl at the presence of the ghost, seething, even, at it.

"NOT IF I DESTROY YOU FIRST!!" she growled back. Conveniently, there was a table for her to flip in a rage.

Cass's Stats

Character Year: Hunter Trainee
HP: 40/40
Fear/Charge Attack:
DOINK! - Cass's weapon, when charged, can be used to make a highly concentrated blow that can crack through armor and still inflict pain to those it is used on. It is The Battle Cry in terms of dice mechanic and because she is a Hunter Trainee she rolls 7 d4 to execute her attack. However, because she is a Hunter Trainee she has to hit the enemy three times to use it!

 

[kuropeco]

What. The Jack.

Sparrow had no idea what was going on. Nor was even quite sure of why he had decided to climb the seemingly endless flight of stairs that had taken him almost an hour and a half to climb.

It took singing Hell's Bells and Other Things (a favorite tune of his parents) over and over and over again inside of his mind to keep himself from simply collapsing on the stone steps and giving up - like listening to a very old song on repeat until it became annoying.

By the time he reached the top, he was leaning heavily on his scythe and attempting to breathe properly.

"What...is...going...on..."

The words were gasped out as Sparrow hauled himself up the final step (almost tripping over his own two feet in the process), and found himself staring at -

Well. He wasn't entirely sure what exactly. It was round, sparkly, and, er...mustached.

And holding a wand. Sparrow wondered if he was hallucinating. Which wouldn't have surprised him - being at Amityville High often made one question their sanity, at least in his point of view. Not that he had anything against the school (he did rather enjoy himself most of the time), but simultaneously there was no doubt that the school was, in and of itself, quite unexpected ninety percent of the time. One could never be certain as to what might be lurking around the next corner, after all.

"I think I took a wrong turn somewhere."

Quote:

Character Year: Y1.
HP: 30/30
Fear:
-- > Sparrow's scythe, like all reapers, is the most important aspect of his FEAR. He can use it to "pin" his opponents by their shadows. Using the blade to "capture" the shadow, Sparrow can hold an opponent in place long enough to do at least some sort of damage - for the most part. When there aren't many shadows, or even none at all, it makes it much more difficult for him to use his FEAR. When he has managed to successfully pin an opponent, depending on the strength of the person he's attacking, it only lasts a short time before the other can break away.

-- > Sparrow uses "The Tainted Fang," so he rolls 3d4.

 

[iloveyouDIE]

Bix was following Cass, breathing heavy as the younger girl took the painfully long stretch of stairs much better than he had. At the top was the most obnoxious looking ghost he'd ever seen. It dominated his view and the only thing that really distracted him was the fact that his fellow hunter had flown into a rage and flipped a conveniently placed table.

"CASS. KEEP YOUR HEAD!" He was trying to help, really.

Were those Halloweeners?

His eyes darted from the Halloween students to the Boo and back.

"Enemy of my enemy?" His voice was directed to the guy that looked human and dressed in victorian looking clothes. This told him 'Reaper' from his studies.

Character Year: Hunter Trainee
HP: 40/40
Fear/Charge Attack: Pinions of the Dawn Star, Swift Strikes 9d4  

[danse-hexe]

emotion_awesome emotion_awesome emotion_awesome emotion_awesome emotion_awesome emotion_awesome

U MAD BROS? AND SISTAHS? THOSE STAIRS ARE HOW I KEEP MY SHAPE. The boo strikes a pose and sparkles.

I WILL NOW PUNISH YOU FOR YOUR LACK OF APPRECIATION FOR STAIRS AND ALSO YOUR TERRIBLE INEPTITUDE. YOU TOOK FOREVER TO GET UP HERE, WHEN YOU SHOULD ONLY HAVE TAKEN TEN MINUTES!

He pauses, beginning to sob tragically. He looks at Danny purposefully, tears streaming down his cheeks, as he approaches her....

I WAS SO LONELY. SO LONELY! BUT NOW MY LONELINESS IS RAAAAAAAAAAAGE. I WILL DESTROY ALL OF YOU.

Did this Boo never not speak in capslocks? One thing was for sure, though... it was not a happy Boo. Waving its short boo-hands in front of it, it summoned a huge mushroom, and tossed it.... at TYBALT, the last to enter! SHAAAAAME ON YOU!

(( HP : 70 / 70 || DAMAGE DONE (Tybalt) : 3 ))

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As with every post you make, you need to keep track of three things:

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The damage you do
Who you're targeting.

You can choose to do this in any format you wish, so long as it's clear what's what. If you're unsure, please feel more than free to use this:

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[kuropeco]

Sparrow recognized the black dog from classes; he had seen him around campus, and, of course, with the lovely, redheaded shewolf he was so fond of. He could not recall his exact name, but at least there was a familiar face in this rather...unusual situation. And there was Danny as well, the fire demon who he was assisting in mastering her etiquette.

...a very long and arduous task, Sparrow thought with a mildly exasperated sigh. Danny was quite bright, but when it came to etiquette...

The other two, however, were not familiar to him at all. In fact, if he didn't know any better, he would have thought they were reapers like himself. Except something about them seemed distinctly...off.

Like the fact that one of them was carrying a large and ornate bow and arrow, the other a gun with a chain-attached knife.

That was pretty unusual, yes.

He stared at them for several minutes, momentarily distracted from the wailing creature in front of them. In fact, he was so focused in his musings that he did not really hear the white haired one talk until several moments after the fact.

"Hmm? Oh - "

A pause. Sparrow's eyes narrowed just the slightest bit.

"Enemy?" he repeated lightly, slightly outraged at the insinuation, but since there were more pressing matters at hand - like the fact that the creature was now sobbing hysterically and threatening death to them all - he thought it best to just move on.

He bowed to the white haired man. "Now, if you'll excuse me, we have a weeping, mustached creature to take care of."

Said creature was now carrying an enormous mushroom (where had he gotten that, anyway?) and was now proceeding to chuck it in the direction of the black dog.

Sparrow swung the shadow scythe in his hand around, attempting to have it connect with the creature's head.

Sadly, his aim was slightly off, and the scythe just glanced off of the mustached boo, leaving Sparrow mildly disgruntled.

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Character Year: Y1.
HP: 30/30
Damage: 1

►►►►► For Future Bosses:

As a Year One character, Sparrow can only roll 2d6 to deal damage. ALL TiH students can only hit one target; only certain Fear attacks can hit more than one target.

Fear attacks are special attacks TiH players can perform. More on those later.  

[demon_pachabel]

Cass pointed at Bix. "YOU DON'T SPEAK TO ME!!!" she yelled, seething venomously. Ghost, ghost, ghost, ghost ghost. G;lkdfhasfsalkfads;gflaksdfgadsfkldsf. She was so ********' angry. Why hadn't anybody told her there were going to be ghosts???! She'd had her angry outbursts before, but at this moment, even Nicodemus was chilling in her head. Then again, he was just proud of the fact that something related to her mission had so much of her attention.

She'd just told a boy to leave her alone. Oh, his little Cassandra was growing up so fast! SO PROUD.

SO JACKIN' PROUD. Cass grabbed the chain around her waist and it reneged to her pull, the broken apart links forming into two seperate halves. One half was a gun, the other gunblade. Could her bullets hit this ********? Oh, she wanted to find out. She lifted her gun and pulled the trigger.

PEW PEW PEW!

Cass's aim really sucked, to be honest. She hadn't even really acknowledged the other people in the room either. Oops!

Cass did 1 damage. Fail.

Cass's Stats

Character Year: Hunter Trainee
HP: 40/40
Fear/Charge Attack:
DOINK! - Cass's weapon, when charged, can be used to make a highly concentrated blow that can crack through armor and still inflict pain to those it is used on. It is The Battle Cry in terms of dice mechanic and because she is a Hunter Trainee she rolls 7 d4 to execute her attack. However, because she is a Hunter Trainee she has to hit the enemy three times to use it!
Fear Charge Count: 1/3

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Cass is a Hunter Trainee, on the same level as a Year Two Halloween Student. Hunters are humans with magical weapons. Their weapons have a telepathic bond with them that only the hunter they're bonded to can hear.  

[iloveyouDIE]

Bix got wide eyes when Cass yelled at him. He had an inkling about why she was so nuts all of a sudden, especially with what he knew of her past, but this ghost was like .... something out of a video game!

"Yeah bowing and all that.." Bix mumbled as the scythe wielding reaper attacked their foe. It seemed to be focused on some guy that looked like a dog.. or cat.. he couldn't tell with all the black. He could only see ears and a tail.

But it was a perfect opportunity to attack! He fell back, allowing for those with close range capabilities to do their thing. He could do his thing from a safe distance.

C'mon baby. Let's get this guy and then maybe we can get some Halloween action when we are done.
Mina only purred as he let off a shot but it went wide as Bix was slightly distracted by trying to figure out where that giant mushroom had come from!

Character Year: Hunter Trainee
HP: 40/40
Fear/Charge Attack: Pinions of the Dawn Star, Swift Strikes 9d4
Damage: 0 - MISS
Hits for Charge Attack: 0 / 3  

[chiickadee]

Danny sat up a bit, still a little winded. Why weren't any of these other people out of breath? That climb was hard! When the ghost started whining about destruction, Danny just whined back. "Can't we just destroy things tomorrowwwww."

Then the ghost came and addressed her personally, and her eyes popped wide open. This ghost meant business! As he attacked Tybalt, Danny shouted, "Puppy watch ou-" but it was too late. The ghost had already pinned the puppy boil.

Well Danny wasn't going to stand for that. Even if she and Tybalt weren't the best of friends, this wasn't about loyalties. It was a simple math problem: ghost attacks us. We attack back. Done and done.

So Danny did just that. She shot a simple fireball at the mushroom (though whether it worked, or just bounced off, Danny didn't see. It probably did nothing), and then aimed a punch straight at the ghost. Fun times!

Damage: 5
HP: 30/30
Effect: N/A
FEAR: Fire fists, Battle Cry, 4d4  

[danse-hexe]

BAHAHAHA! HAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

YOU THINK YOU CAN HURT ME? YOUUUUU THIIIIIIIIINK YOU CAN HURTTT MEEEEE?????

It was almost as if the ghost was high on something. No one wanted to think too much about it....

LEEEETTTT ME TELL YOU A STORY LITTLE CHILDRENS, the ghost yelleded, as it whizzed around the room. ONCE UPON A TIME THERE WAS AN OSTRICH, AND THEN--

As if to illustrate its point, the Boo summoned an ostrich that clucked somewhat awkwardly. He seemed to have messed up the spell somehow, but that didn't matter! THE OSTRICH FLEW STRAIGHT INTO DANNY'S FACE OAO

(( HP : 57 / 70 || DAMAGE DONE (Danny) : 2 ))  

[kuropeco]

This was, by far, the weirdest situation Sparrow had ever been in.

Barring that one time he had stumbled across his older siblings plotting an elaborate prank involving chickens, jello, and something green that smelled like dead fish.

He had not even questioned them that time - only stared for a moment, turned around, and walked away.

Except it seemed like he probably couldn't do that here - not that he even would, since abandoning the others in the room was a dumb idea and Sparrow most likely would not have been able to just leave them, even if he tried.

And now it had an ostrich.

No, really, what just happened.

Sparrow gave a small sigh, spun his scythe around in his fingers, and then dived for the creature again, swinging the large metal weapon towards it.

To his great relief, instead of missing this time, the scythe connected with the side of the boo with a rather satisfying clunk, Sparrow leaping nimbly backwards and standing with a pleased smile, holding the black object in one gloved hand beside him.

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Character Year: Y1.
HP: 30/30
Damage: 3