[ OUTSIDE- AROUND THE FENCE ] (EMOTION: CONFUSION) Outside the fence is a little too close to the fog. It is extremely disorienting, as the fog calls out to you. Sometimes you see faces, shapes, sometimes actual form of people. It temps and tantalizes you and drives you insane. Sometimes, instead of seeing a humanoid shape, you just see a set of eyes and teeth that are way too large for any human gazing at you, immediately turning away as you stare directly at it, always followed by a series of footsteps.
Apparently she had wandered too closely to the outskirts of the hospital, around the fence and ever so close to the fog. Leiah sat and stared as she saw flittering shapes appearing and disappearing all at once. Huh...How peculiar....The fog licked at the toes of her worn boots, almost coiling around her ankle like a gentle lover. She closed her eyes and smiled, wishing the fog would just take her away into its loving embrace...
Wait what?!
Leiah jumped away from the fog as if she were burnt, aggravating the cut on her back and calf. She looked down in frustration, kicking at nothing before looking up, only to come in brief contact with a set of eyes and a mouth full of teeth that were just too large to even consider them belonging to an animal or human. Before she could get a closer look at it, the thing turned away, appearing like a blur. Leiah jumped with fright when she heard footsteps running in the opposite direction from her in the fog.
"W-Wait!!!"
Too late, it was already long gone by now.
[ Infection Rate ]: 55/100
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Character's name: Leiah Sanderson Character's faction: MALL BBY! Character's journal link:gaia_crown Character's survival stats: emotion_zombie BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERLeiah stands at 5’8 and 130lbs with lightly tanned skin. She’s got brown hair that’s just down to her knees and blue green eyes that are constantly making her look like she’s up to something. She considers herself fit and trim but a bit on the small side, which makes fitting into clothes hard but easy at the same time. Physical Status: Healthy with the exception of some bruises and scrapes. Zone Status: Fog and infection...... Crrent Mental State: Leiah is currently paranoid and terrified due to the message she heard on the radio. Expect alot of Resident evil references and theories. Due to current events in zone 3, Leiah is quite litterally insane. Approach with caution.
Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 11:34 pm
Her laughter carried strangely through the fog, shrill at some points, low at others. Like some sort of animal gone mad, unsure of itself. The figure in the fog shambled forward, clutching its head with both hands, odd shapes splitting off of it in places, a dull green glow coming from its head.
"Child," it whispered into the air, "come closer, and show me what lies beneath your tongue, buried beneath your molars, where the tooth fairy cannot reach. The secrets of childhood, the stolen years of youth..."
Leiah jumped at the laughter, clinging to the fence while she tried to think of what she should do. A giggle invaded her thoughts and she paled, knowing what was coming next.
Remember the tooth fairy mommy? The shadow child danced and played, getting closer and closer to the fog.
She's coming for her paaaaaaayment~ Better give her some teeth!
Leiah whimpered and finally began to move , inching towards the opposite side of the fence.
lurks beneath
Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 12:50 am
Red 7 grinned a frothy, bloody grin at Leiah, and encroached.
"Come here, child. I wish to reach inside and pull them out myself. Do you want a coin for your trouble?"
WORLD BOSS ENCOUNTER
HP: 33/50 AUTO DAMAGE: 5 per attack Special Effect: An older woman dressed as poison ivy, hunched low. Oddly, the plants that were once costume seem to be grown into her skin, vines weaving in and out of flesh, a stray flower blooming out of one eye socket. Graying red hair is unkempt and her one eye left glows a bright, eerie green. She clutches her head with both hands, her face frozen in a perpetual grin, bloody teeth on display. She emits high pitched, maniacal laughter rather frequently.
This boss will not retreat until further notice. You may flee! Defeating her will yield a reward!
Nononononono! She wasn't going to do this! Leiah brought out her knife, slashing wildly at the thing before her.
[ Infection Rate ]: 55/100
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Character's name: Leiah Sanderson Character's faction: MALL BBY! Character's journal link:gaia_crown Character's survival stats: emotion_zombie BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERLeiah stands at 5’8 and 130lbs with lightly tanned skin. She’s got brown hair that’s just down to her knees and blue green eyes that are constantly making her look like she’s up to something. She considers herself fit and trim but a bit on the small side, which makes fitting into clothes hard but easy at the same time. Physical Status: Healthy with the exception of some bruises and scrapes. Zone Status: Fog and infection...... Crrent Mental State: Leiah is currently paranoid and terrified due to the message she heard on the radio. Expect alot of Resident evil references and theories. Due to current events in zone 3, Leiah is quite litterally insane. Approach with caution.
Ritsa had been wandering along outside again Noises and voices followed her everywhere and she was having a harder time telling the difference between the unforeseen voices and the real ones. They all sounded so familiar. Including that familiar painful scream. It sounded similar to red. Holding her knife once again, Ritsa snarled as Red 7 and Leiah came into view.
"Leiah, look out! I'm told they are fakes." It was somehow disappointing to find red. She had been searching this whole time for Eights but failed to have found him it seemed.
HP: 45/50 Damage: 2
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[ Infection Rate ]: 30/100 Character's name: Ritsa Tiblon Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:Journal Character's survival stats: GO Ritsa TiblonView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Slender build, Auburn hair that has been tied back into two separate braids reaching down to her hips. And blue eyes. She stands about 5'1''. Costume: What the avatar is wearing Rank: 3
There was a silver ring laughter before the young lady in tuxedo bunny costume showed up, on her hand was a knife. "I find you, fairy godmother!" She chirped delightfully in a brisk sweet voice. Then she jolted and shrieked, "Oh noooooooo! What happened to you? Oh dear, are you corrupted by the dark energy? It's the vines, isn't it?"
With sad eyes, Gretel looked at another two girls and sobbed, "Help her please, cut the vines. They're evil." The hand holding the knife shook, she looked heartbroken.
HP: 31/ 50 DMG: miss Dice Mechanism: 2d4-2 (Knife)
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Character's name: Gretel Sweet Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:HERE Character's survival stats: GO BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: 23, Grey eyes, short hair dyed in silver grey and wearing a pair of lavender colored frame. Don't ask about Hansel :/ [ LOOK LIKE THIS ] Infection rate: 40 -5 (Ritsa)= 35/100
Fake?! How was that possible? If that thing was fake, then what about her little boy? As if on cue, the little showdow with the six red eyes clinged to her leg, sniffling. You think Im fake mommy? Why would you think that?! Im your son! Your baby boy! the shadow glared at Ritsa, hissing. That little b***h thinks Im fake mommy! I say we show her just how real I am! Leiah turned towards Ritsa with a wide smile, eyes full of malice. "Youre next....Just wait till we kill the tooth fairy first, Or maybe I should offer your teeth as payment instead? Since you think my child isnt real!?" She cackled and raised her lnife, charging at the "tooth fairy" with murderous intent.
[ Infection Rate ]: 50/100
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Character's name: Leiah Sanderson Character's faction: MALL BBY! Character's journal link:gaia_crown Character's survival stats: emotion_zombie BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERLeiah stands at 5’8 and 130lbs with lightly tanned skin. She’s got brown hair that’s just down to her knees and blue green eyes that are constantly making her look like she’s up to something. She considers herself fit and trim but a bit on the small side, which makes fitting into clothes hard but easy at the same time. Physical Status: Healthy with the exception of some bruises and scrapes. Zone Status: Fog and infection...... Crrent Mental State: Leiah is currently paranoid and terrified due to the message she heard on the radio. Expect alot of Resident evil references and theories. Due to current events in zone 3, Leiah is quite litterally insane. Approach with caution.
"Next?" Ritsa questioned longingly. "Yeah, I think would be ok with that. I can't blame you. It's my fault after all. I should have known you knew. Should have known it all along. No, I knew it all along, maybe I was just in denial..." Ritsa Spread her arms wide open after having escaped the thorns from Red. "I just never imagined it would have been him the whole time. There's no apology I can make, say or do that could make up for any of this."
Ritsa's eyes glanced wildly around the forming group and back to red ad the voices returned to her head. Snarling at the annoyance Reds singing gave Ritsa lashed out again. "You can just stuff it. You're no replacement for them!"
HP:40/50 Dmg: 4
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[ Infection Rate ]: 30/100 Character's name: Ritsa Tiblon Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:Journal Character's survival stats: GO Ritsa TiblonView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Slender build, Auburn hair that has been tied back into two separate braids reaching down to her hips. And blue eyes. She stands about 5'1''. Costume: What the avatar is wearing Rank: 3
QUOTE MORE PEOPLE IF YOU ARE TALKING OT THEM
Meegane rolled 2 4-sided dice:
3, 2Total: 5 (2-8)
Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 1:35 am
"She's not tooth fairy, she's fairy godmother," Gretel corrected the girl with a light-hearted voice but as the vines whipped at her. Her expression changed. "S-She wants to kill us....." In a fearful voice, she said, holding her body. "Why fairy godmother, I've been a good girl?" Her head cast down, and then she lunged forward, slashing the knife with a vicious look. "She's not stupid godmother, she's just an creepy old granny wanted to squeeze your bloods out and cut your head off!" She hissed, snapped her head to her right as if scolding someone. Shortly, she stepped backward, shoulders slumped but tensed.
"Why? I didn't mean to hurt you. Why you force me to? I wanna be a good girl......" She was very sad, too sad that she clutched the hilt of her knife firmly. "I don't want to be a bad kid, mother and father only loves good kid......" Gretel mumbled, didn't care of other people attacking the figure, wanting to take her down.
HP: 26/ 50 DMG: 3 Dice Mechanism: 2d4-2 (Knife)
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Character's name: Gretel Sweet Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:HERE Character's survival stats: GO BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: 23, Grey eyes, short hair dyed in silver grey and wearing a pair of lavender colored frame. Don't ask about Hansel :/ [ LOOK LIKE THIS ] Infection rate: 40 -5 (Ritsa)= 35/100
The Semblance of Unity rolled 2 4-sided dice:
3, 2Total: 5 (2-8)
The Semblance of Unity
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 9:26 am
Dazs, as usual, followed the sound of unnatural laughter. There was something that said to him that they needed to defeat these creatures. He had no idea if he'd get his faction leaders back (and if he ever saw Guy, there would be a stern talking to - one with probable tears and smacking Guy very hard), but Dazs would try. He would try for every moment he was frightened, he would try because of those thorn covered hands around his neck, he would try because maybe, one day, they could find normality.
With a yell, Dazs burst in and flung himself onto Red, stabbing her. He was caught at, of course, thorns leaving angry marks down his arms. "His vorpal blade went snicker-snack," he muttered.
Character's name: Haagendazs St. Pierre Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: #86 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 15 year old boy. [x]
"Justice has come for you!" Granny waved her shovel around in her best batman voice.
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Character's name: Gracie "Granny" Smith Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:Link Character's survival stats: link BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER And older women with greying dark hair. It was dyed but the roots are clearly greying. She is wearing a batman costume and carrying a shovel. 2d8-6
G-Man had followed Dasz back outside, had run when his brother ran, and had followed that eerie laughter even though every part of his being protested what felt like an extremely foolish act. This wasn't smart, this wasn't safe....
It was perhaps a keen insight into G's current mental state when his 15 year old brother was much braver than him.
But he followed, and when they came upon the creature that was once Red7, he brandished his knife and attacked with a strained cry that was half desperation and half fear.
HP: 37 Damage: 5 Mob HP: 12
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[ Infection Rate ]: 30/100 Character's name: G-Man St Pierre Character's faction: 4 - Mall Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: GMan St PierreView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER -Perfect, slightly up-swept chestnut brown hair, perfect honey brown eyes, perfect smile, great looks, 5'8" tall, tanned, lean but muscular frame (perfect body yo! And he doesn't do bench pressies, okay dawg? He only does reps!). -Currently wearing white shutter shades and a V mask as part of his rank 2 uniform See av for something close-ish
When your character encounters a GM boss mob in a thread they are in (rped by any of the GMs from this event!), they may attack it. If their attack hits successfully they release that GM boss mob from its curse! Quote that GM and mention this PM. That GM's character is now no longer infected!
[ Infection Rate ]: 40 /100
HP: 45/50 Damage: deals 2 damage (boss is at 10) Knife: 2d4-2
A broken Anya, blood on her hands stumbled around until she found people... anyone would do. Someone to be with, too keep the voices and faces at bay. The voices were too much for her to handle anymore, with their constant nagging and mocking. But the faces that called her a murderer were worse. But when she finally found people to hide with.... a creature. Monster almost, was there. Fighting. I can always just die right? Die in a way to help others? Maybe the voices are right...
She pulled out her dagger, still bloody from the nightmare and ran at the strange figure. Please let me die already she thought... please...
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Character's name: Anya Character's faction: University Character's journal link:ola! Character's survival stats: Mini site BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Quiet and gamer girl Slightly wavy black hair, blue eyes, light brown skin with a scattering of freckles. Average height, average looks. Has some meat on her bones. Usually wears jeans, a black t-shirt and bright blue convers. Has simple blackrimmed glasses with an N7 symbol on the right side.
Character's name: Leiah Sanderson Character's faction: MALL BBY! Character's journal link:gaia_crown Character's survival stats: emotion_zombie BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERLeiah stands at 5’8 and 130lbs with lightly tanned skin. She’s got brown hair that’s just down to her knees and blue green eyes that are constantly making her look like she’s up to something. She considers herself fit and trim but a bit on the small side, which makes fitting into clothes hard but easy at the same time. Physical Status: Healthy with the exception of some bruises and scrapes. Zone Status: Fog and infection...... Crrent Mental State: Leiah is currently paranoid and terrified due to the message she heard on the radio. Expect alot of Resident evil references and theories. Due to current events in zone 3, Leiah is quite litterally insane. Approach with caution.
