[ 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!
Rook seriously hated this place. Between all the creepy sounds, thinking he saw things or people when they weren't really there and running into what he thought was Charlie and Ates, who now, may or may not be dead, he was just done with this place.
Not to mention the fact that he had accidentally stabbed his best friend Cecil when he temporarily lost it and thought he dreamed the entire situation. He wasn't going to lie, he was having trouble looking the big guy in the eye due to it.
And then of all things, another body double, shadow--thing appeared. "I hate this place and all of the s**t that comes with it." Hospitals were the worst!
Cecil wasn't having the easiest of times either. He was sore and tired and considerably panicked but bit by bit he was feeling better. A little more sane. It didn't make him feel better about being in the hospital, no. He wanted nothing more to be back in their run down falling apart university. Cecil would take patching holes in the floors and fixing the thousands of vents the place seemed to have over this.
Turning to Rook he gave the small man a sympathetic smile. It wasn't as forced as before and he wasn't nearly as leery but he could tell what had happened between them was stuck on Rook's mind. He wanted to talk about it but they never had the time. As soon as one threat was gone another popped up in its place.
"I hear you, Bud." He drew the knife from his belt and prepared himself, striking at the false shadow to drive it away.
Damage: 6 Boss HP: 5
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Name:Cecil Halvorson Faction: District 1 (University) Journal :Here Character's stats: View Jersey Number: 35 BRIEF DESCRIPTION: 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. Weapon: Knife 2d4 -2 [ Infection Rate ]: 25/100 [HP:] 35/50 [Map:] 4/5
Brie followed the boys, zoning in and out from time to time. By the time the 'enemy' appeared, she was so tired from everything going on, it wasn't a surprise when she missed hitting it entirely.
boss hp - 11/15 brie's hp 31/50
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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: 31 WeaponKnife (2d4-4) Infection Rate: 25/100
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4, 1Total: 5 (2-8)
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 8:07 pm
It wasn't a surprise when Sho came across his comrades. Though he was wondering if they were truly real or not, whether he was hallucinating or in reality. But there seemed to be two Rooks-- the same situation he was in earlier..? Meaning one of them weren't exactly friendly.
Though there was something strange about him as well, and Sho was hesitant to touch anybody. He had a bad feeling.. if he did so. Yet he didn't know exactly what. In fact, if Brie and his other comrades noticed, he had stayed a good distance away, interacting in every way but physically. But in his attack, he did successfully manage to land a hit on the evil Rook. Yet he wasn't entirely there, finding himself side-to-side with the regular Rook that he should have known.
Yet Sho who was highly infected and not entirely sane -- and highly contagious -- by pure instinct, reached out to hit the regular Rook away from him. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the evil Rook with Brie. "S-sorry about that." He actually stumbled a bit over his words, unusual for the doctor, but perhaps the day was taking its toll on him.
With everything that had happened, it was safe to assume that Brie had quite enough of the ongoing issues of this place. The sooner they left, the better. The sudden smack from the good doctor came as a rather large surprise, and for a moment she wasn't sure if it really happened. Blinking, she just stared at them.
"Sho, you okay?" He looked a little off. Was he hurt? Of course, Rook well being went completely ignored.
boss hp - DEAD/15 brie's hp 25/50
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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: 31 WeaponKnife (2d4-4) Infection Rate: 25/100
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4Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 8:10 pm
After a single attack from each of them, the creature dissipated back into the shadows, gone for the moment. At least it didn't take as long to drive off as Charlie. Now that was a close call.
And then of all things, Sho had hit him. "Ow!" He rubbed the back of his head and glared at the doctor. "What the hell was that for?" Was it because he said he hated this place? Did he piss of the doctor for dissing hospitals or something? Was this home to him?
And of course, Brie, biased little brat as she was, asked the doctor if he was okay. "Is he okay? Seriously, Brie? I'm the one who he just hit!"
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 8:12 pm
Brie's concern for him was touching. "Am I okay?" Shouichi really had to ask himself that as well with a bitter smile. He caught Rook's glare, and this time, he actually deserved it. He couldn't blame the other male, and judging from Brie's glance, he was acting odd by everybody's definition.
Had he been there to coherently hear Rook's insults, he might have taken out his annoyance in some way. But Sho wasn't the type for physical violence. At least not in these circumstances. "Sorry.. I don't think I'm feeling well. I mistook you for our enemy." Could they blame him since there were two Rooks running around?
"It's getting a bit difficult to hold back, I guess..?" He gave them a smile that was weaker than it usually was. Without giving them much of an further explanation, he picked up a card from the monster's remnants.
With Sho like this, and the stuff earlier with what was possibly October and Eights, and even Rook being a little weird earlier, it was hard to tell if any of them were going to make it out of this place sane. "Don't worry, we'll get you out of here." That, of course, was just an assumption. There was no telling what the future held.
+ Card 6 - 5 infection
Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 8:12 pm
While he was doing better apparently Cecil was out of it. So out of it he hardly realized the apparition was gone. He merely stood there and stared at the loot that had appeared in the wake of the creature.
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1Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 8:13 pm
There was a card left in the creature's wake and Cecil stooped to pick it up. He wasn't sure what use it would have but he stuffed it in his pocket regardless. With that done he turned to Rook, eyes creased with worry. These sideways glances and odd looks couldn't continue.
"Hey," He stepped closer to Rook looking between the doctor and Sho before he spoke quietly. "Can we talk. About earlier?"
+1 card -5 infection +1 map piece
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Name:Cecil Halvorson Faction: District 1 (University) Journal :Here Character's stats: View Jersey Number: 35 BRIEF DESCRIPTION: 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. Weapon: Knife 2d4 -2 [ Infection Rate ]: 20/100 [HP:] 35/50 [Map:] 5/5
His glare might have intensified at that. "Really?" That was what he was going with? He wasn't feeling well? There was a low guttural growl and he looked away, a little more than irritated. At some point his skin had regained that crawling itchy sensation and he began to absentmindedly scratch at his arms.
"What about it, Ce?" Did he want to talk about it? Not really. He wanted to avoid for as long as he could, bury it and hope it went away. And would someone make the room stop spinning!
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 9:16 pm
"It's just..." Something was wrong. Off. Cecil couldn't put his finger on it but instead of getting better as they usually did Rook had suddenly gotten worse. He could tell in his stance and his actions, the harsh tone of his words. "I want to make sure you were alright."
Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 9:23 pm
As Cecil talked, Rook's gaze had wandered away, like he was focusing on something--or someone else and judging by the way he was looking around the room, it was more than just one. Finally he snapped, swaying a little and still scratching at his arm. "I'm fine! Would everyone just shu--up. All, sto--p..." He squinted a little in annoyance when the words wouldn't form.
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 9:27 pm
The shouted words had Cecil flinching back, eyes sad and confused by what had come over his friend. "I'm just worried, Bud. You don't look like you're fine." He reached out for his hands to keep Rook from digging his arms raw. "You're going to hurt yourself."
