[ MOB NAME] YOUR SHADOW MOB HP: 15 HP Mob Autodamage: It only attacks back when you attack it, doing the SAME damage to you as you did to this mob. For instance, if you roll and do 5 damage, it will do 5 damage to you. This applies to everyone attacking it. Mob Special Ability: This looks exactly like you do. Who it takes the form of is the person who "summoned" ie: rolled it. It is able to talk and mimic the identical actions of you, the only difference other than it being much, much more sinister and sadistic is that it is also semi-transparent, fading to grey, around the edges. Other than that there is no difference between you and this apparition. Mob Loot: Roll 1d4 to see what you get: 1: Junkyard five card: (http://halloween.thesporkedken.com/loot/card_5.png). Add to journal and use here 2: Junkyard six card: (http://halloween.thesporkedken.com/loot/card_6.png). Add to journal and use here 3. A potato on the minis site. Redeem it here! 4. Bottled water on the minis site. Redeem it here!
Unknown to her, but the more she fought these..shadows, the better her symptoms were. The itch on her arm that had been so bad was nothing in comparison to what it was. Relieved, she gathered a small group of people to come with her, so that they might test this theory out, and hopefully regain their sanity. If nothing else, they could maybe grab some supplies while they were out. Strangely, these creatures seemed to be dropping some.
When Rook encountered the first of them, she took a small knife from her bag, gripping its handle before stabbing it towards the creature. It wasn't much damage it took, but it did..something.
MOB HP: 14/15 DMG: 1 DMG to self: 1
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Character's name: Brie Hudson Character's faction: Faction 3 / Apartments Character's journal link: Here Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Reference Status: Hearing is better, ears still sore. May be permanently damaged. HP: 36 WeaponKnife (2d4-2) Infection Rate: 35/100
It had become worrisome when Cecil felt his sanity slipping. Rational thought had slowly slipped into paranoia and fear and worst of all anger. He was never angry, couldn't remember a time he wanted to yell and scream and physically hurt something like it might ease his own suffering. It scared him.
Thankfully Brie had a theory and now that he thought about it he had felt better. Being around them he felt better. He was more than willing to put her theory to the test and so followed her and their small group to find more of these shadows. They were not hard to find, it seemed every corner they turned they popped up at random and when one did Cecil struck out with the knife he had at the ready. He had held it clenched in his fist this entire time and now he was going to put it to use.
Character's name:Cecil Halvorson Character's faction: District 1 (University) Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: View Jersey Number: 35 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Cecil is tall standing at 6'9" (206cm), platinum gray hair that is long on one side and shaved on the other. It is likely pulled back into a bun for convience. Image reference Status:Oh God what is going on. Currently bloodied and bandaged but able to move around okay. Bandages around the torso to cover three wounds as well as bandages on his right arm.
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3, 1Total: 4 (2-8)
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 12:16 pm
Durza struck at the shadow, his blow was glancing, but so was that of the Shadow's.
Mob HP:8 [ Infection Rate ]: 15 /100 HP: 48/50
Weapon: Knife 2d4-2
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Character's name: Durza Morann Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link: gaia_kittenstar Character's survival stats:gaia_kittenstar BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER:gaia_kittenstar
Rajni had gotten separated from the others in the fog once more. Fantasia was on her own, but she had a shovel now and a flashlight. The girl was proving more than capable and Rajni didn't feel as worried leaving her behind. Still worried because they were friends, but not horribly terrified for her friend.
She happened upon a group of people attacking a shadow with a few measley knives. Normally she would have continued on (don't save people you don't know, don't care about and will simply slow you down), but these people at least looked capable; Rajni was willing to sacrifice a little bit of time to make the killing blow.
Pulling her rusty crowbar out, she didn't say much but she smash the metal across the creature's face, sending it into a much-needed death. She clutched the crowbar close afterwards; she was somewhat afraid of theft.
"There. It is dead. You are safe," Rajni said gruffly, backing away carefully from the group.
[ equipping CROWBAR 2d10-8 ]
HP: 32 DMG: 8 Boss HP: dead
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Character's Name: Rajni Patel Character's Faction: Apartments Character's Journal Link:here Character's Survival Stats:Rajni PatelView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Indian, hooked nose, average height, thin black hair, thick green headband, aviators
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 12:25 pm
Rook was going to join them in the fight, but just as he reached the group of people, the last hit struck and it dissipated. He let out a soft whistle and grinned; a glint of something in his eye as he closed the last bit of distance between himself and the other four, reaching out to ruffle the hair of Durza, and Rajni. He not seen either of these two before, but they got the last hits in on the creature and he felt they deserved a small reward. After all, everyone else always did it to him.
"That was impressive." Now he gave both Cecil and Brie a friendly wave. "Hey guys!"
Character's name: Rook Character's faction: University Character's journal link:View Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERVisual Ref Jersey Number: 25
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1Total: 1 (1-4)
Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 12:46 pm
With the creature gone, Brie turned to smile at the others, surprised to find Rajni with them even. She had seen her about the apartments before, but never really spoken to her. "Thanks for the assist. You were a great help!" Already she could feel some of the anger in her leave. She was starting to feel more and more like herself.
Brie merely shook her head at Rook, pressing her lips into a thin line as he attempted to treat others as he had been treated. "Oh Rook, that only works on you. You're like.. the small baby of the group, so its customary to have your hair messed up, not the other way around." She teased. As much as he annoyed her at times, she was happy to have him and Cecil, and even Durza help out.
The apparition was gone, dissipating into nothing but black mist. Cecil stared for severl moments just to be sure but as it faded away so did some of the paranoia and anger. It was working. "You seem to be on to something, Brie."
He knelt down finding a card in the wake of where the creature had stood. What was this? "Thank you both for the assist." His gaze had turned to their two companions, those who he wasn't entirely familiar with. In fact, he was pretty sure he had never seen them previous of this moment.
As he stood back to his full height dusting off his ragged jeans he spotted Rook coming to join them. There was a smile to greet him but a hint of unease as he took a step closer to Brie. Past experiences still lingered and he wasn't sure when or if there would be a repeat. At least for the moment Rook appeared to be himself. "Hey, Rook. You're a bit late to the party."
[ Infection Rate ]: 30/100 [HP:] 45/50 [Map:] 2/5
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Character's name:Cecil Halvorson Character's faction: District 1 (University) Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: View Jersey Number: 35 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Cecil is tall standing at 6'9" (206cm), platinum gray hair that is long on one side and shaved on the other. It is likely pulled back into a bun for convience. Image reference Status:Oh God what is going on. Currently bloodied and bandaged but able to move around okay. Bandages around the torso to cover three wounds as well as bandages on his right arm.
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2Total: 2 (1-4)
Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 12:47 pm
Durza gave the man a look as he picked up a card from the shadow. "Haven't met you before, have I?" he asked, straightening out his hair as he tucked the card away.
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4Total: 4 (1-4)
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Rajni gave a slight bow of gratitude to the others (only slightly- read: very- miffed that Rook had ruffled her hair). She had to pause to readjust her headband and then her goggles and aviators shortly after. What a pain.
Either way, she told the others, "It is no problem," and then began to slink away from the group. She wasn't keen to stay with other survivors, especially not ones in a group so big and so close. She would inevitably become the subject of discussion and she wanted to avoid friendliness as best as possible.
[ Infection: 15 ]
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Character's Name: Rajni Patel Character's Faction: Apartments Character's Journal Link:here Character's Survival Stats:Rajni PatelView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Indian, hooked nose, average height, thin black hair, thick green headband, aviators
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2Total: 2 (1-4)
Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 12:56 pm
There was a light sound at Brie's words, a brief change in expression, but no words had been spoken. He remained mostly silent, until he chose to answer Durza's question. "No, I don't suppose you have met me." His tone was strange but there was a smile as they fixed their appearances. It seemed off.
Rook hadn't really moved. Not even now that the creature was long gone, having disappeared, back to whatever shadow it was birthed from. Instead he idly stood there as the others collected the few items that were scattered. Apparently he was content with just watching.
"Aren't I always, though?" Perhaps Cecil was right to be wary of him. After all, first he had accidentally stabbed him during that dream and then--
Rook blinked like he had just woke up. There was a confused look on his face and he felt as though something heavy was lifted from him.
+ 1 Piece of Map -5 Infection ( sorry for re-quote padded post a little to get my map piece and infection thing 8| )
Character's name: Rook Character's faction: University Character's journal link:View Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERVisual Ref Jersey Number: 25
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 4:31 pm
Cecil had kept a careful eye on Rook and while his friend had always been a little odd he couldn't help but notice the sudden look of confusion. "You okay, Rook?"
He dared to walk closer, reaching out a hand toward his friend. "Maybe you should take a minute, yeah? Clear your head." He was leery of being stabbed again but Rook was still his friend. Cecil couldn't blame him for what happened and he was still worried over his friend's well being.
"I need to find Hitsu still. I found her earlier and then I lost her. Take care, alright? I'll try to find you later." He hesitated for a moment before he turned away to continue his search bidding farewell to the others as they left and then to Brie. "Good luck, Brie. I hope you find your friend."
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 4:40 pm
As the infection flared within Durza, he reached out to grab the nearest person. His hand fastened onto Rook's shirt collar and yanked him in close. He leaned into the other man's personal space, gritting his teeth as the amount of increase his infection had jumped seemed to have come with a twinge of frustration at not knowing how it had happened. The Whispers hissed into Durza's ears, feeding his abrupt anger. "What is going on!?" he snapped, looking out at everyone.
Stab him. Yes, make him hurt. Durza's eyes narrowed, glaring at Rook and the rest of the assembled survivors.
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