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 Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 11:22 pm
One man, one arm, one destiny. Quote: Student Name: David Brant Student Race - Subspecie: Hunter, Moon Squad Natural Ability/Abilities: Poison sword. What time I’m usually online and timezone: +10 timezone, usually from 9:30pm to midnight-ish. And randomly during my day (like now! 8D ) What time I’m usually online converted to PST (GMT -8.): randomly between 4pm and 11pm, and pretty consistently between 4am and 7am (AIM only available during this stint). Quote: Minion Stats:Current Mission: Who ya gonna call? *Davey must capture at least one boo for Dr. H and Clarice to study. Past Missions:FEAR Catchers: What has happened?
[In the beginning...] Davey Jones is given a task, is he up to the challenge? Is he ready for s**t to get real? Will Dr. H ever get tired of goading him? The answers to these questions and more await within the House.
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 11:58 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 1:30 am
Stepping through the transport device was unusual, to say the least. Discomforting and ever-so-slightly painful - just what Davey expected from Doctor H., to be honest. A quick limb check (all in place, except for the obvious one) later, and Davey turned his attention to his surroundings. Dark, dusty and dank. Really, the Doctor chose the loveliest vacation places.
~And you say I won't stop bitching,~ a voice piped up.
"Because you won't. Usually." Davey's attention remained on his search of the room he'd found himself in. One hand drifted to the sword at his waist, absently rubbing the hilt. "You've been very quiet lately."
Ever since the Doctor had shown them Excalibur and Merlin, and explained just what the Hunters' weapons used to be. Not merely monsters, but - a long time ago - people. Monster-people, to be sure. But something more than Davey had imagining. Davey hadn't been the only one upset, though. Azrael, the sword Davey had taken to calling The Bitchblade, had also been silent since then.
"Glad to have you back," he said. Moving to the closest wall, Davey trailed one hand along it as he walked, getting a feel for his perimeter - and ensuring he didn't miss any doors in the near-total dark. If not for a few lanterns here and there, Davey would have thought the place entirely deserted.
Well, deserted apart form the ghosts he was meant to find.
~I don't recall going anywhere. And of course you're glad to have me back - how do you expect to survive this without me? A pea-brained moron like you.~
"Could we leave the insults til we're back home again? This place sounds dangerous."
~Oh yes, unusual ghosts. How very scaaaary~
Davey scowled. He got the impression that Azrael and Doctor H would get along fabulously. All at Davey's expense, of course.
"Let's just find a ghost and get this done, shall we?" he sighed.
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 1:43 am
((entering from a hub)) Kitchen! It thought excitedly as it entered the room, hoping for food, glorious, glorious food. Its mouth wide open. Its tongue out. Its arms out, reading to grab the closest dish it sees. But it was disappointed. This life, or what ever it could be called, was becoming a disappointment as it found nothing really edible to eat. Perhaps there was nothing in the house itself... but maybe it were those things coming in. The pink boo, with a chef's hat, glowed a little brighter at the thought of food coming to it, rather than it looking for something to consume. It was hungry. It was as if it never ate, and wanted to consume everything. It needed something to satiate this problem. It heard voices. It was new. It wasn't any of the boos it had met earlier. But it heard nothing but gibberish. The boo could understand the conversation, but it was too hungry to care. "Food?" It dropped from the ceiling in the general area where the voices came from. "Food?!"
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 1:50 am
"Food?"
At first Davey mistook the voice for the one he was already conversing with. "What? Why the hell do you want to eat? What the hell would you eat?"
A loud huffy sigh echoed in Davey's brain. ~I am working with a genius. That wasn't me, assbutt.~
"a**- ?" Making a face, Davey was forced to let the insult slide as the implication hit home. If the voice wasn't Azrael... Davey backed up to wall, scanning both sides of the room. Except, he realised, if this was a ghost, a wall was completely useless.
~What did I say? Pure genius.~ Azrael snorted.
"Shut up unless you're going to help."
~Maybe if you actually removed me from this scabbard?~
Flushing, Davey drew the sword. Bandages fell down onto the blade - again - as Davey raised the weapon in front of him. "Hello?" he called out to the ghost, if it was indeed a ghost and not a fellow Hunter or something else that went bump in the night. "Is someone there?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 1:54 am
The boo narrowed its eyes as it looked down at the biped. It was expecting at least two of those, unless this one was the special sort, one that could speak with two distinct voices. It wondered why it was alone as well. Perhaps the others ate the other bipeds, and this one was the last of the herd... or this one was the one hardest the eat... or even digest, maybe this one didn't taste well. He descended closer to the biped, close enough to perhaps take a sniff or two.
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kalindara rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 6
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 2:08 am
There was no answer. That didn't make Davey any less suspicious that something was nearby - it just lessened the possibility of it being a Hunter, who would no doubt have called back. Another glance around the room revealed nothing. Davey cursed Doctor H under his breath, hoping that the ghosts weren't completely invisible and Doctor H hadn't just sent him on an impossible mission just to watch Davey and laugh himself silly. Davey looked down, checking the floor. Then, finally, he looked up. A pink, round ghost with a little chef's hat stared back at him. "Well, s**t," Davey said. When the doctor had said ghost, Davey had been expecting something a little less Mario, and a little more The Grudge. He wasn't about to complain, though. Eyeing the creature, Davey raised his sword further, then swung at the ghost. If it was expecting the sword to pass right through, it was in for a nasty surprise. Azrael's FEAR was in effect, allowing the blade to interact with, and injure, the supernatural. [[ HP: 40 Damage: 8 - 6 = 2 ]]
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 2:16 am
Spoon shrieked as the blade struck its body. The blade did pass through it's pink body, though it was painful, even perhaps more painful than the hunger it was feeling. The inquisitive face it had changed into a frown, its eyes, or where it could be were two arches, that matched its mouth. It hands moving up to its face as the biped glanced at it- it felt natural to do so.
Perhaps this one was strongest among the herd...but look, it was missing an arm... maybe the others ate it already.
The hunger was too much, so the boo charged towards the biped for a bite.
((HP: 8
Damage: 10-6=4))
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Euphoric Ghost rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 7
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 2:17 am
((oop forgot to roll, rolling now))
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kalindara rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 3
Total: 4 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 3:07 am
Davey cursed as the wispy ghost somehow managed to bite his arm. In his head, Azrael snickered. Davey growled at them ******** off, I need that arm," he yelled at the ghost. A one-armed Hunter was bad enough. If he lost the other? Yeah, might as well take a long walk off the shortest cliff on their island. About as useful as a bucket with the bottom cut out. Davey wasn't about to let that happen. As much as Azrael was still enjoying the notion of the cute ghostling biting Davey, the blade had to agree. If Davey left, Azrael was back in the cove of unneeded weapons. Again. The angry sword wasn't going to let that happen if he could help it, even if it meant helping Davey. ~That's one,~ he reminded the Hunter. Davey quirked a brow. "You really think we'll need to use that against this? Isn't that a bit overkill?" Azrael huffed and threw out a few choice insults that left Davey wincing. "I mean, shouldn't we save it until we really need it? No sense showing off now and coming up against the angry momma ghost later on." There was a considering pause. ~You may not be quite as stupid as I thought.~"Oh, thank you so very much," Davey shook his head. He swung for the ghost - and missed.He sighed, ignoring the hissy fit Azrael was having. This was what happened when he got too focused on Azrael instead of keeping his mind on the target. Davey would have to work harder at blocking the sword out when he fought. [[ HP: 40 - 4 = 36 Damage: 4 - 6 = 0 ]]
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Euphoric Ghost rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 8
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 3:16 am
((OOC: So the sword is talking telepathically? I was wondering about that, and I'll be sleeping after this post, but will post asap when I wake up)) Spoon had a bite. Success. Maybe this unlife wasn't so bad at all, though painful. The Boo didn't even know how to judge the taste of the biped, though it didn't care at the moment. All it knew was that it could eat, and if it meant the end of its existence, at least it had a meal. It's happiness was cut short as the biped cursed at it. It wasn't to it. Insults perhaps, but not at that level. It though, maybe this one had suffered a lot already, being disabled and all... or maybe the fact that no one really wants to get eaten. The one warm wasn't helping much either as the sword missed. It's hunger still great, and maybe as an act of mercy to end the life of this one, the pink boo charged once more for another bite. ((HP 8 10-6=4))
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kalindara rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 7
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 3:41 am
(( Ah, yes, sorry! All the Hunter weapons speak only into the mind of their Hunter. And NP, will be sleeping very soon myself! )) Another bite, another round of cursing from Hunter and weapon. ~Pay attention!~ Azrael snapped. ~You weren't this utterly pathetic in training.~Davey forewent mentioning that he hadn't had Azrael bitching quite so hard during training. The sword had been as eager as Davey to get out there and see what they could do together. The shiny newness of it must have worn off by now, because Azrael wasn't letting up and Davey found it hard to ignore the running commentary in his mind. With a force of will, Davey focused past it. He forced Azrael's complaints into a small, dull whine in the back of his brain. Underneath his hood, his eyes narrowed at the pink ghost. Nothing so simple was going to get the better of David Brant. Muscles drawing in, Davey lunged and thrust his sword upwards at the ghost. It connected, to Davey's satisfaction, though it didn't seem like it did all that much damage. [[ HP = 36 - 4 = 32 Damage: 9 - 6 = 3 ]]
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Euphoric Ghost rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 3
Total: 5 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 11:06 am
((OOC: nvm about hearing two voices then, or maybe Boos are uh Fear sensitive or something, lol)) It got another bite. But it didn't feel like it was a success. It noticed by this second one that it was hungry, and the pain of it wasn't letting up. It was still as hungry as it was. This endeavor was a disappo-- Spoon shrieked again as the blade cut through it. This time, the blade cut through slower. The Boo was more tangible that time, but without any visible signs of a cut or a wound. It's glow was getting darker though. It found that its end might be coming soon, yet it's hunger was never ending... "Hungry!" The ghost cried as it charged again for another. "Feed me!" ((HP: 8-3= 5 5-6=0))
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kalindara rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 5
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 2:58 pm
(( Could be XDD )) Davey was keeping a careful eye on the strange pink ghost. It hit pretty well for such a small, non-threatening looking thing. When it yelled and charged again, Davey managed to twist to one side, avoiding the sting of its teeth. "I am not food," he snarled at the ghost. "You need to pick weaker looking opponents, if you're looking to eat them." Did ghosts normally eat people? Was this what the doctor had meant by the ghosts being 'strange'? Well, that was for Doctor H and Clarice to work out, Davey decided. No sense in him trying to muddle it out - he just needed to catch the thing. Azrael sung as the blade cut through the air - and then through the ghost. Davey paused, considering. That might be weak enough. Maybe. [[ HP: 32 Damage: 8 - 6 = 2 ]]
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Euphoric Ghost rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 5
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 3:11 pm
The bite missed the biped, and the boo found itself at the end of the blade. It shrieked in pain as it cut through its body, sending zipping around as its hands covered its eyes. It was frowning, with lips pursed and eyes welling with tears. It found that it was in no shape to fight. Its opponent, though only "armed" seemed much stronger than it. But it was hungry, and this biped could be its only meal... and most likely last. After zipping around for a few seconds, it lunged for the hunter for another bite. [[ HP: 5-2= 3 Damage: 10 - 6 =4 ]]
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