Halloween and Hunters, click here. The boss has appeared! But wait, is that...? It can't be...
Page 18 - Click Here. The boss is about to attack! Round 2, attacks have been reset. Horsemen are still in their solos.
Page 20 - Click here. Boss RP post. It broke off its attack, and just as suddenly it started it up again...
Page 21 - Click Here. Boss RP post. A student observation leads to... what, exactly?
Page 26 - Click Here. Round 3, attacks have been reset. Horsemen are still in their solos. The boss has unleashed its attack! If you are coming in late, you can skip this.
Page 33 - Click Here Horsemen - An old friend has returned.
Hunters and Halloween - What did Medea do?! The boss is nowhere to be found... Another boss will take its place; be on the lookout for it!
Page 34 - Click Here. It seems one of the Students has met a most unfortunate fate... (Boss one of FIVE! You know that four I said earlier? I meant it to be five. 8D SURPRISE)
Page 41 - Click Here - Round five. Three of the five bosses are up. Hey Hunters, don't they look a bit suspicious...?
- Horsemen are still in their solos! - This boss battle is going to be different from other battles. Instead of everyone working together to subtract HP, you are going to keep track of how much damage your faction has done to the boss. - Healing the boss counts as damaging it! - Amityville NPCs will provide buffs for Students! Read their posts to learn how to use them! - If they are giving a buff to attack, it will only work if your initial attack would hit your target! So if you roll 6 or less, sorry! You still missed! - Keep track of ALL faction damage! Don't just keep track of the totals of your own faction; let's work together! - You have three "actions" per round. You can attack, heal, or defend.
- ROLL YOUR ATTACK DICE AND EDIT IN THE TOTALS ASAP. - Hunters add to the Hunters damage. - Halloween and Horsemen add to the Halloween damage. - Your character may attack three times, be it the Boss or another player. If you hit 0 HP: -- Halloween:
You feel yourself begin to stiffen... You don't feel so well. You hang back towards the safety of the wall. You can still watch, but you can't attack or be attacked. You cannot be healed. Be sure to note it somewhere in your post so an opponent doesn't waste their time trying to attack you!
-- Hunter:
Your weapon warns you that your Fear shield is about to wear out! You duck back to safety and hope Caelius doesn't see you. For some reason, runic bandages aren't working either... You can watch, but you can't attack or be attacked. Be sure to note it somewhere in your post so an opponent doesn't waste their time trying to attack you!
If you hit 100% Insanity: -- Halloween:
You do become an Insanity Boss Mob, however you cannot benefit from NPC buffs!
[b]Stats:[/b][spoiler] [b]Name:[/b] [b]HP:[/b] [b]FEAR Strength:[/b] 100% [b]Insanity Strength:[/b] 0% [b]Items:[/b] [b]RP Blurb:[/b] Quick RP blub as to what you look like~ [/spoiler]
DAMAGE METERS GO OUTSIDE THE SPOILER TAG.
Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2012 9:51 pm
The OOC
Welcome to the Finale Boss Battle
- Horsemen are still in their solos! - This boss battle is going to be different from other battles. Instead of everyone working together to subtract HP, you are going to keep track of how much damage your faction has done to the boss. - Healing the boss counts as damaging it! - Some of you may have noticed the timely arrival of Amityville NPCs! These fine folks can give benefits, usually to the first or first three people who post after them! - If they are giving a buff to attack, it will only work if your initial attack would hit your target! So if you roll 6 or less, sorry! You still missed! - Keep track of ALL faction damage! Don't just keep track of the totals of your own faction; let's work together!
- ROLL YOUR ATTACK DICE AND EDIT IN THE TOTALS ASAP. - Hunters add to the Hunters damage. - Halloween and Horsemen add to the Halloween damage. - Your character may attack three times, be it the Boss or another player. - If you hit 0 HP: -- Halloween:
You feel yourself begin to stiffen... You don't feel so well. You hang back towards the safety of the wall. You can still watch, but you can't attack or be attacked. You cannot be healed. Be sure to note it somewhere in your post so an opponent doesn't waste their time trying to attack you!
-- Hunter:
Your weapon warns you that your Fear shield is about to wear out! You duck back to safety and hope Caelius doesn't see you. For some reason, runic bandages aren't working either... You can watch, but you can't attack or be attacked. Be sure to note it somewhere in your post so an opponent doesn't waste their time trying to attack you!
[b]Stats:[/b][spoiler] [b]Name:[/b] [b]HP:[/b] [b]FEAR Strength:[/b] 100% [b]Insanity Strength:[/b] 0% [b]Items:[/b] [b]RP Blurb:[/b] Quick RP blub as to what you look like~ [/spoiler]
DAMAGE METERS GO OUTSIDE THE SPOILER TAG.
You begin your descent.
The stairway was carved from rock, the edges rounded either by use or time. The first steps are tricky, but you do not fall -- something seems to reach out of the fog and snatch you back, righting you before letting go quickly.
Aside from the unseen and unknown helper, the descent is nothing out of the ordinary. There are no turns, no twists or landings. It is merely an endless stairway down, down, down. When you feel like stopping to rest something urges you on and makes you keep going. You can hear others descending: some voices you may recognize, others you cannot. You realize you are not alone in this.
At last at the bottom you step out from the stairway and blink. It is cold and dark. There is no wind, no sound save for the vocalizations made by yourself and others. You notice that the floor is hard, a touch identifies the rough material as stone. You notice that the stairway you came down in is gone, replaced by a rough and uneven dark wall of stone.
Looking up, you think you can see a light. But it is far, far away.
You realize that despite the fog, there is plenty of room to move around in. You are certainly not crowded here... where ever "here" is.
EXAMINE: Is your Insanity at or above 30%?
The voices are hushed, subdued more than usual. It's difficult to hear them.
Is your Insanity at or above 50%?
You uneasily notice that the patches on your skin are the same color as the walls...
Is your Insanity at or above 60%?
The voices are hushed, subdued more than usual. It's difficult to hear them. You think you can hear them say something, something that's one syllable... And you're pretty sure that whatever it is, it's not "Home."
Is your Insanity at or above 70%?
You feel as if you are being watched.
Are you a hunter?
No.
Then why did you click here?! You're supposed to be only reading the things that apply to you. neutral
Yes.
Hunters are not affected by discoloration. If you are at 50% or higher, you do not notice the color of the walls.
Then something brushes your leg. When you look down, there's nothing there but fog. But fog is all around you, and has been for some time...
ACTION: Wait.
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The staircase gave him the creeps, but so did everything else in this weird ******** place. If this was a dream it had long gone off the edge of nightmare. Every whisper, every shift of the fog made him think of the damn pyramid head and of the crazy doll b***h who had obliterated him every time.
The walk kept him sane. Protests of aching muscles were real, the still healing gash he'd received from the figure stinging, his shirt sticking to the drying blood irritatingly.
He tried to gather his wits when there was finally an end to the stairs, wandering through the fog.
There was no way back.
"Guys?"
HP: 30/50 DMG : N/A FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 35% Charge: 0/3 Items : 2 x medikit, 1 runic bandage Appearance : Loud, arrogant human with vibrant red hair and a nasty demeanour, weilds a massive two handed lochaber axe.
Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2012 11:30 pm
[Enter]
Xiu's gaze was fixated downwards as she slowly descended the stairs, her movements steady and careful. Although she did not look back at the others--she couldn't bear to tear her gaze away from the steps, afraid that she would lose her footing--the baku could make out her friends' voices behind her. And...
...Wait, were there other voices as well? She slowed her pace even further, tapir-shaped ears perking up. Some of them sounded rather familiar--did that mean that the other students were here as well? Xiu's heartbeat picked up a little at the thought, though she wasn't sure whether it was a result of anxiety or excitement. On one hand, it would come as a great relief if she could see and confirm for herself that her other friends were safe...but on the other hand, it made her all the more worried about what was going to happen down there. How simple would it be to take them out if they were all already neatly gathered together? Not to mention that there were unfamiliar voices mixed in with the ones she recognized. Were they simply students she had never met before, or...?
Distracted by her own, troubled thoughts, the baku suddenly misstepped, the back of her foot sliding off the edge of the next step. However, before she could actually fall, she was suddenly aware of something reaching out and grabbing her, steadying her before disappearing back into the fog. A quick glance around confirmed that it had not been Shun, Mitsu, or Poke.
With a shiver, Xiu forced herself to hurry down the rest of the steps, letting out a quiet sigh of relief when her feet finally touched ground. Grimacing, she turned to face the stairway, "Be careful when you come down. I almost fell, but--...?"
...Where were the stairs?
Knitting her brows together in confusion, the baku strode up towards the wall where the stairway had once been, pressing the palms of her hands against its solid surface. After a moment of silence, she frowned and drew away, squinting as she tried to see through the darkness and the fog.
"H...hello?"
(( Stats: ))
Name: Xiuying HP: 50/50 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 5% Items: 2 Pumpkin Pills RP Blurb:5'2" baku ghoul
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2012 11:37 pm
[ENTER]
The trip down…was much more pleasant in comparison to the events before. Clyde might have tripped a couple of times, and had felt the eerie hands on his shoulders once more…however it did no harm, simply readjusting his stance so he wouldn’t fall. It was…a nice change.
Hopefully one that will last.
As he descended, Clyde could hear voices. YAY, MORE…wait, there’s not just students in here. He really should remember that the clansman and hunters are here too…Oh man, it’s going to be chaotic once they reach wherever they’re going.
Upon reaching the exit, the varcolac was greeted with nothingness…again. Save for the empty feeling of the room, there was nothing differ—Oh wait no…the floor’s made of something rough. Rock? Possibly…very likely since that was what the stairs were made of and speaking of the stairs: Where did the stairs go? It seems it had just magically disappeared. Whelp there goes the idea of running back up.
...
Where's Billy?
...He just ran off without the goat boy didn't he.
"s**t."
Stats:
Name: Clyde HP: 30/30 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 25% Items: NOPE. RP Blurb: VARCOLAC YEEEAAAA
Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2012 11:40 pm
((Enter))
The steps were not very even, though Shun was being as careful with his footing as he could. Every now and then he glanced back to check up on Mitsu, knowing that she didn't always have the greatest sense of balance. Well.. this could be good 'training' in a way for that, but his mind was on other things.
Once he had finished his dark descent, he looked around. It was dark, cold, and very silent. This was also apparently a point of no return, as the stairs had vanished from view now.
Up ahead, he heard Xiu, and two other voices. Making his way closer, he came to a halt as he spotted a larger, red headed figure with a large blade. Oh great. A hunter. There had been signs of them being around the fog earlier but he was hoping he wouldn't have to deal with any. The Reaper's eye just narrowed at the sight of the man, and his grip tightened around his daggers, but he made no move. There were other things to deal with here in the fog and he rather would not waste his energy on the likes of the hunters.
There would be plenty of other times to draw their blood in the future. Still, he wouldn't exactly trust his back to one.
"Xiu, do you see anything ahead?" he asked instead.
Stats:
Name: Shun Kuroda HP: 50 FEAR Strength: 95% Insanity Strength: 15% Items: 2 pumpkin pills RP Blurb: Grim reaper with one eye.
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2012 12:31 am
[Enter]
This place would never cease to confuse Zhiqiang. Whether it was impenetrable fog or a set of stairs that were magically unveiled from out of nowhere, the Conquest Horseman had absolutely no idea as to where he was going or what he was doing. At this point, he was just going forward, taking whatever paths presented themselves to him. It just so happened that it seemed as if everyone who was present in the Inverted Haunted House was brought to the same place.
...Well, no. It couldn't be a coincidence.
He hopped down the last few steps when he reached the bottom, arching a brow at the different voices, none of which were familiar to him. Where was Jay? Shaheen? Yuzhi? Frankly, Zhi would even settle for seeing Tseng--his simultaneously loathed and respected rival--right now.
Unlike the others who chose to call out, Zhi remained silent, deciding that keeping himself in the shadows was more preferable than calling attention to himself right now, especially if he was only surrounded by students and Hunters. The former were...well, not too bad, but he certainly did not want to find himself in the presence of a group of Hunters if he could help it. Not alone, anyways (though a part of him admitted that it would be quite a fun--albeit very violent--fight).
(( Stats: ))
Name: Zhiqiang HP: 40/40 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 0% Items: RP Blurb:6'0" Conquest Horseman
Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2012 12:45 am
[Entering]
The steps were awkward to navigate, but he moved slower than normal and made it down, though phantom touches seemed to help guide him down. It simply went straight down. The quiet murmurs in his mind weakening the farther down he went until they were barely there, replaced with real voices, some that even sounded familiar. The base of the steps were cool, dark. Nothingness. Turning toward the stairs he noted that they had vanished, replaced with a wall.
It was a relief when he heard a familiar voice, and he moved toward it, hoping to see the ghoul, living, breathing, not showing signs that he had tried to destroy. She had already been joined by another, no one that he knew well but at least he recognized the one-eyed boil. He had attacked him too. He did not deserve to be near them, but after being alone in the fog for too long he needed it. So he lurked, skirting in on the edge of their vision, murmuring a simple hello if one of them spotted him.
With the door and his 'sister' long behind him, Tybalt descended down the stairs, carefully taking each step while he kept an eye out for well... anything. Though the more he descended the more it felt as though he was sinking. It almost made him want to stop. The only thing that prevented him from following through on that instinct, was pure curiosity and the need to find a way out of this place. Everywhere else clearly had no exit, so what other choice did he have but to continue down?
Finally reaching the bottom, the black dog swished his tail back and forth, and took in his surroundings. Which was cold, dark, and made of stone. The only light was the one above and was far beyond their reach. The only good thing about the room really, was that it had plenty of space, allowing him to move about freely.
- stats -
Name: Tybalt HP: 50/50 FEAR Strength: 95% Insanity Strength: 25% Items: None RP Blurb: Looks like this or this. Depending on which form he is in.
Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2012 4:12 am
((Enter!))
Jacking hell did this staircase ever end?!
Poke had been walking for what felt like forever. She wasn't too concerned about losing her footing, she just wanted to get the the jacking bottom. Onwards she climbed down, not stopping for anything. All around her she could her voices, which she assumed belonged to other individuals. How they had gotten here she could not say, there had been no one else around when they had entered.
Eventually, her foot touched solid stone, and she sighed in relief at finally reaching the end of the stairs. A glance around showed her just whom the voices she had heard belonged to.
Including one red haired hunter with a giant axe.
Poke stared at the guy for a few seconds, then turned the other way and pretended she did not see him. Nope, he didn't exist. la la la can't see him.
Stats
Name: Pokerus HP: 27/30 FEAR Strength: 80% Insanity Strength: 20% Items: 2 Pumpkin pills RP Blurb: Dragon ghoul around 5'4". Long brown hair that ends in glowing blue..tentacle things, and sports a blue tail and ear fins.
Ah, stairs. Stairs were so much fun. Jason may have been getting tired, but hey, he hadn't run into anything wanting to kill him in the past 15 minutes, so he was happy.
Until he started hearing voices around him.
The moon hunter jumped, his foot slipping on one of the steps. He had expected to make a undignified fall to the end of the steps, but instead he felt someone grab onto him, putting him back on the step.
It was...creepy yet comforting, Something he didn't think possible.
Upon reaching the bottom, he took a few moments to catch his breath. Stats:
Name: Jason Kenneth HP: 40/40 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 0% Items: none ono RP Blurb: Moon trainee. Short blond hair, blue eyes, wearing his hunter coat and ready to hide from EVERYTHING
Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2012 5:25 am
[[Enter]] Chryses frowned, walking slowly down the stairs. He looked around slowly, and a dark frown crossed his face as he looked from the walls to his exposed skin.
Grey. Patches of it, the same color of the walls. Had this, perhaps, been the effects of wandering lost in the fog? Frightening to think of.
Just vaguely, he could hear other voices, some he thought he recognized, others that were unknown to him. It was a strange feeling. To know that others were there, somewhere, but were out of his visual field.
"Hello?" He called, vainly hoping someone might answer and that he wasn't totally, utterly alone. He stumbled, once, but something unseen caught him and stood him up.
That was comforting. Even if he couldn't see, there was at least one...something on his side.
He reached the bottom, felt something brush against his leg.
Other people were here. And people was a ******** generous term. He didn't see many ******** runes in the crowd. Halloween ******** got shifted to a two handed grip and everything about his posture turned hostile. He was outnumbered but like a predatory animal he was on alert for stragglers. Anyone arriving to the party looking particularly vulnerable would quickly get better acquainted with Tracey, outnumbered or not.
he snarled with absolute disgust.
HP: 30/50 DMG : N/A FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 35% Charge: 0/3 Items : 2 x medikit, 1 runic bandage Appearance : Loud, arrogant human with vibrant red hair and a nasty demeanour, weilds a massive two handed lochaber axe.
Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2012 9:12 am
Jordan stepped down onto the stone floor. It was dark and cool; he pulled his coat closer around his neck. When he glanced back at the stairs, they'd vanished, leaving only smooth stone wall. No way back. Not that he wanted to go back to the unsettling series of illusions.
There were other people here in this wide and empty room. Most of them were creatures. Jordan could see only two other Hunters, but one of those two was a very familiar, very welcome sight. Rep looked on edge, gripping Tracey tightly and holding himself in that tightly coiled way that meant he was ready to kill something if something presented itself to be killed.
Jordan moved over towards Rep; as soon as he was within earshot, he said, "You're the real one, right?" The question would serve as an indication that he was there, and the answer would confirm his guess - he hoped.
Name: Jordan Faction: Hunter HP: 60/60 Fear: 90% Insanity: 25% Visual Reference:Here Inventory: 1 Corrupted Runic Bandage, 1 Runic Bandage, 1 Horseman Vial - picked up here
There was something a little more real about this room than the illusions. Colours for one thing, people had colours and shades rather than the dull drained blacks and greys of the fog. The other was that they didn't seem for the most part to care that he was there, whatever was in charge of this place wouldn't waste its energy on unspecified, directionless illusions.
When Jordan approached, his first reaction was still a lingering sort of suspicion, his tense posture tensing up further as if agonisingly close to snapping and lashing out.
The fallen angel was right. If he started thinking everything was an illusion that could be hurt at whim, he'd lose it, just sail right off the deep end. He forced himself to relax, letting Tracey's blade rest on the ground.
"I think so." he offered, letting go of one side of the handle enough to pat the tear in his shirt where he'd sustained his chest injury from the figure in the fog, surely if he was an illusion it wouldn't remember such trivial details. "As real as I get anyway."
He gave the other hunter a lopsided grin. "I could probably prove it too, if I had to."
HP: 30/50 DMG : N/A FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 35% Charge: 0/3 Items : 2 x medikit, 1 runic bandage Appearance : Loud, arrogant human with vibrant red hair and a nasty demeanour, weilds a massive two handed lochaber axe.
