[ CHANGING IT TO ORP, SINCE WE'RE GETTING A LOT OF PEOPLE ADDED IN HOHO ]
itspao_ rolled 1 10-sided dice:
2Total: 2 (1-10)
Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 5:42 pm
This place was just...horrid. Her mind felt like it was slowly but surely being ripped apart by an ever-present headache. It had started ebbing away for reasons even unknown to her, but she was grateful for even the slightest bit of relief from it. And from the itching. There was visible redness where she'd irritated her skin from scratching too much. The visions had also started coming less and less frequently, though the voices...
They were probably the cause for her headaches.
She sought refuge inside the building once more as the fog outside had started filling up with all sorts of monsters she couldn't really contend with given her state of mind, but inside it was...sort of better. Sort of. So far she had yet to run into anything, but she was being cautious still. Mel had become very mindful of the knives she carried with her in case something like that ever happened again, but her fishing rod stayed at the ready, strapped to her belt like a sword. She might have found that amusing in any other situation, but...
Well.
It was quiet save for the echoes from her footsteps, which were loud and clear this time, unlike in her dream.
"Ugh," she muttered as she gave a gentle shake of her head. "Remember won't help you get past it, Pomelo," she whispered to herself. The monologue might have continued had she not spotted someone she thought looked familiar up ahead, though approached with caution. It never hurt to be careful, after all...
BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Petit, 5'5" and 114lbs. She is rather fair skinned with relatively soft facial features (compared to her parents) and curiously blue-green eyes. Her hair is a light shade of caramel brown and is naturally wavy, an asset she's rather proud of. [ ref ]
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Xaki rolled 1 10-sided dice:
5Total: 5 (1-10)
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 5:43 pm
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[ 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. Water Bottle on the minis site. Redeem it here!
[quote="MOB SUMMON"] [center][img]http://zoo.thesporkedken.com/download/dayzero/mob_6.jpg[/img][/center] [img]http://zoo.thesporkedken.com/biohazard.png[/img] [b][ MOB NAME][/b] YOUR SHADOW [img]http://zoo.thesporkedken.com/biohazard.png[/img] [b]MOB HP:[/b] 15 HP [img]http://zoo.thesporkedken.com/biohazard.png[/img] [b]Mob Autodamage:[/b] 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 [b]everyone[/b] attacking it. [img]http://zoo.thesporkedken.com/biohazard.png[/img] [b]Mob Special Ability:[/b] 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. [img]http://zoo.thesporkedken.com/biohazard.png[/img] [b]Mob Loot:[/b] Roll 1d4 to see what you get: 1: Junkyard five card: (http://halloween.thesporkedken.com/loot/card_5.png). Add to journal and use [url=http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=24792033]here[/url] 2: Junkyard six card: (http://halloween.thesporkedken.com/loot/card_6.png). Add to journal and use [url=http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=24792033]here[/url] 3. A potato on the minis site. Redeem it [url=http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=24793975]here[/url]! 4. Bottled water on the minis site. Redeem it [url=http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=24793975]here[/url]!
Xaki rolled 2 4-sided dice:
2, 2Total: 4 (2-8)
Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 5:51 pm
Just his luck.. to stumble across another monster. But why did it look exactly like him? Sho was absolutely sure he never had a twin. "Ugh.. don't tell me the undying have other special abilities?" The last ones weren't nearly as advanced as this. Sho was seriously starting to wonder what the hospital had against him, and how much more monsters it could produce.
And the doctor's familiar smirk -being directed at him was really irritating. It was okay when the doctor did it, but not for others to do it. And that just pissed him off some more. "Well, come on then." Stretching out his arms to prepare his stiff limbs for battle, Sho beckoned it forth with one finger. This one wasn't nearly as frightening as the one in the command room -- and the doctor could deal with that. Actually, the fact that it looked like him gave him more incentive to attack.
A knife slid out of his sleeve, and Sho went on an offensive slice, disregarding the fact that he was equally hurt as well by attacking it.
It was really difficult to tell who was the bad guy here, since they were both really dark and villainous.
Alex was feverish. Yeah feverish. Probably cause of this damn gunshot wound. It hadn't quite faded yet, and he was tired. Wandering these damn halls had been a nightmare. Trying to find anyone else besides Jules was a pain. He wanted to curl under one of the beds and just...wait.
If they were infected after all, then all they would need to do is wait. He'd be craving humans like they were the luxurious dish of the new age. Wouldn't that be a monstrosity? Wouldn't that be crazy?
Wasn't he already crazy?
He was so crazy he was seeing two Sho's.
"Dr. Sho, you've doubled on me? Is that what the infection does now?" He laughed, "we just double in people? That doesn't help much! Here let me help." The young man threw a net on the fake one, by luck. "Oh did I get him?" Obviously case the fake one lashed out A LOT more violently then the normal one would.
He assumed.
Alex: 42/50 Damage: 8
Boss HP: 5/15
[ Infection Rate ]: 55/100
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Character's name: Alex 'Danny' Monroe Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:[HERE] Character's survival stats: HERE BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Former police officer. Kind of shaggy blonde, just a little under 6'0
Renita HP: 45/50 Damage: 4 + 1 from flashlight Boss HP: 0/15
Somewhere along the way Renita had found herself back inside the hospital, with no clear memory of what her reasoning for coming back had been. Maybe she'd thought she could get away from that woman in here? Whatever the reason, it didn't really matter. She was here now. She rolled her shoulders, trying to shake off that feeling of being watched, and made her way down the long hallway she'd found herself in.
It wasn't long at all before she heard the scuffle of movement and, above it, the sound of voices. Very clear, a lot more so than the ones that been whispering in her ears while she explored. For once her curiosity won out over her paranoia. Knife held at the ready in one bloody hand and flashlight in the other, she edged closer to the noise and took her time in considering the sight she found illuminated at its source.
But wait- she knew these people. Well, didn't know but had definitely seen. They were from the apartments and they- If they were real, she wasn't alone. Urged on by that thought, she stepped forward to help, knife flashing up to stab into the shadow in the net.
Suddenly it hit her how human the thing had been. How much it looked like the Doctor. She took a step back. "...Please tell me that was really an undying and not..."
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[ Infection Rate ]: 50 - 5= 45 /100
Character's name: Renita Hayes Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:here Character's survival stats: here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Renita has thick, dark brown hair, cut in a medium length bob. Her eyes are brown. She stands at about 5'6" and has a curvy but relatively fit figure. Generally dresses modestly and/or professionally, with a love of sweaters.
The sleeves of her sweater are smeared with blood.
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LividPeas
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 7:50 pm
Approaching the small group ahead, Brie squinted at their encounter, soon drawing her weapon altogether ready to fend it off if need be. However, as she got closer, it appeared they had managed to subdue the creature on their own. Lowering her weapon again, she made her way towards the group, getting a look at all their faces before pausing. Right off the bat, she instantly recognized Sho, Alex and Mel. The fourth girl in their party, however.. she had seen her in the apartments before, but never personally spoke with her.
"You..you guys are safe?" She asked, relieved to see both Sho and Alex especially. She had seen Sho earlier, but since the casino, this was the first time she had seen Alex. "Thank God." Out of all the people, these were the ones she was most concerned about, excluding a certain faction leader who was still missing. That isn't to say that she wasn't worried for the rest of her faction. On the contrary, the more of her faction that surfaced, the more she was at ease.
Although they were safe, Alex didn't appear too well. None of them really for that matter. Maybe if they could get back outside.. But what was the way out again?
Eyes shifting to Renita, she shook her head. "I'm not sure.." These creatures that took on their form? Were they doppelgangers or something?
"Have any of you seen October anywhere? I lost sight of him back at the casino."
Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 3:47 pm
Wandering around inside and outside the hospital was starting to take it's toll on old Mr. Nordskov. He wasn't sure how he had ended up on his own. Parting ways with that one man was not a big deal, they hadn't even exchanged names. Barricading themselves in a room over what amounted to no reason whatsoever was embarrassing, and perhaps that was why neither of them were inclined to keep company. Losing track of Fantasia was more perplexing. It was like the fog had just swallowed her up, he hadn't seen her at all since they put down the dog-monster-thing.
It was worse knowing he felt angry because of it. Since the flight from the casino he had not been well, now it was getting to him in a way he was definitely not comfortable with. He had always expected to become frail and weak eventually, and ills of the body were something he would accept. Mr. Nordskov had not been prepared for ills of the mind and most certainly didn't welcome it.
When he first saw the group in the hospital, he thought it was just another trick the mist was playing on his eyes, another bizarre vision. Maybe in the next instant the entire group of them would spontaneously explode into violence and gore. When he got close enough to recognize their faces, hear them speaking, the old man prepared for the worst.
The tall man didn't even speak up as he approached, just loomed out of the darkness with that giant beard and angry glare.
[ Infection Rate ]: 45 - 5 = 40/100 HP: 49
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Character's name: Johnathan Nordskov Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:Journal Character's survival stats: Stats BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Mr. Nordskov is always gruff and straight to the point, in a constant state of disgruntled disapproval. Despite this solitary attitude he has little desire to see anyone hurt. Seriously at least. Physically, the 60 year old is tall, well muscled with arms like tree trunks, sporting a bristly woodsman beard and piercing blue eyes glaring out from under bushy eyebrows.
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 3:52 pm
Brie was surprised to say in the least that the old timer had made it, especially since so many other people were dropping like flies. Just went to show that it didn't matter how old you were, you could still be a bad a**! "I'm glad you're safe, Mr. Nordskov."
Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 3:54 pm
"I'm alive." He told the other girl wryly, his voice ringing clearly and loudly from behind her, not knowing her personally but knowing of her. How kind of her to be concerned. If she turned around, she would see the real doctor giving her a smile.
While Alex over there.. it was the first time Sho had seen him as well. The male wasn't looking well. He looked flushed and disoriented. But the doctor couldn't tell where it was coming from with only a cursory glance. His broken ribs? Or another injury since he had last seen him? Even though it somewhat irritated him that Alex had managed to capture the infected one – by accident, was it? If he had been trapped under that net, you could definitely say that the repercussions from the real doctor were going to be infinitely scarier than any attacks the infected doctor would have done.
"Good thing there is only one right now." He commented, reaching over to steady Alex. Meanwhile, he wondered about Brie's question. "I hope he's sleeping somewhere rather than wandering about, getting himself into trouble."
Looking again to survey their surroundings, he was the second one to notice the angry old man. "You wouldn't happen to be an undying, would you?" While he looked human, that expression of his caused the doctor to wonder.. Though an undying of the old man might be a bit scary, since he was so well-built.
He came lumbering forward out of the shadows, an expression of despondency on his black and green face, eyes glowing, sharp toothed mouth twisting in a grimace as he stared at them all. It may have been a warped version of the faction assistant, but it was still him, vines creeping out of his appendages.
"You...were supposed...to go..." he moaned, and swung a heavy arm. "You...were supposed...to listen to me..."
WORLD BOSS ENCOUNTER
HP: 30 / 50 AUTO DAMAGE: 5 Special Effects: The boss is lanky, with elongated limbs and a slothlike state to it, moving very slowly, but it's strikes are powerful. You must do at least 10 damage to repel this Boss!
Alex shrugged as he looked at the woman. "It was most likely not the good old doctor, as I am sure he would have said some words about haunting us.
He assumed. And since the doctor was kind enough to lend him his shoulder, Alex moved onto it. "Glad to see you well Sho. Here let me give you a kiss here on the..." And just liked that, Sho would get a sloppy kiss.
Brie on the other hand, earned a quiet and careful gaze, one he dropped as soon as she would look over. He let go of Sho, moving to retrieve the net.
"So we have a group of apartment peeps and-" A giant lumbering undead towards them. Alex jumped, cursed when he felt the pain from his wounds.
"October?" He stood there, staring dumbly.
Alex: 38/50 Damage: 0
Boss HP: 30/50
[ Infection Rate ]: 45/100
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Character's name: Alex 'Danny' Monroe Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:[HERE] Character's survival stats: HERE BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Former police officer. Kind of shaggy blonde, just a little under 6'0
Alex had a point there as well- but he didn't have to present that with a sloppy kiss. Ugh. Sho ended up pushing the other's face away, not intending to have those type of relations."Your fever has made you quite delusional, huh?" He might have said more-
If it weren't for the entity that bounded towards them. "Look out!" He warned the rest of the crowd. It was a very familiar entity that had him jumping back from the crowd to avoid its attack and assess their enemy. The creature he and Brie had seen before it fled.
This time, he was in better physical condition and he wouldn't let the shock overwhelm him. Without waiting for anybody else and assuming they would be capable of their own attacks, he jumped in with his knife to slice anappendage. He decided to test his and Brie's earlier theory by asking, "Are you October!?"
Brie beamed a smile in return at the doctor, soon turning her attention to Alex. Wow, he was..definitely worse for ware. Was he even in his right mind at all?
Brie nearly groaned a the irony of Sho's words. Again, a form began to appear, but it was quickly after when she realized just what appeared again. "It's.. the same one from the room we were in!" The one that had an amazing resemblance to October, but she still couldn't be sure. Clutching the umbrella she had found in her grasp, she then stepped forward, swinging it right into the figure.
DMG: 10 BOSS HP: 17/50
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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 WeaponUmbrella (2d10-6) Infection Rate: 0/100
Renita startled, whirling to stare at Shouichi. After a moment, she managed a hesitant smile, nodding, and then bit her lip as she turned back towards the others. "I haven't seen him since the casino either. I haven't...seen anyone since, really..."
She seemed about to say more, but then there was a shape lumbering out of the shadows and the thought fell away in the wake of pure fear. Another monster come to try and kill her, but- She squinted, even as Alex shouted a very important question. "Wait, October!? Is that really-?"
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[ Infection Rate ]: 45 /100
Character's name: Renita Hayes Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:here Character's survival stats: here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Renita has thick, dark brown hair, cut in a medium length bob. Her eyes are brown. She stands at about 5'6" and has a curvy but relatively fit figure. Generally dresses modestly and/or professionally, with a love of sweaters.
The sleeves of her sweater are smeared with blood.
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