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 Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2017 5:11 pm
INFIRMARY + LABS : gaia_star MOBS: Roll 1d6. This is the AMOUNT of mobs you spawn. Each mob has 5HP for a CUMULATIVE HP pool of 5 times whatever dice roll amount you spawned. Every time a mob is defeated, they do -5 auto damage to you! If you need help in your RP, remember you can tag it as SOS. If you are a Y1 student, they only do -2 auto damage.
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Beejoux rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2017 5:22 pm
Where...was she? Hadiyya ran her hand along the surface of a shining, metal table, her fingertips rudding together after in an absent way as she turned her head to take in the room around her. It sort of looked like the nurses office at school, but everything was too shiny and bright in here, and none of the instruments she found as she began to rummage through the drawers were familiar. Too human, she found herself thinking. So this was the human world, perhaps? But if it was, how exactly had she gotten there? The last thing Yaya recalled was finishing up a long essay doe a class on Fear healing, and then she was here. The disconnect was somewhat staggering. With a thoughtful, tight lipped frown she made her way out of the room and into the hall. "Hello?"
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and be blue rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue Jun 27, 2017 9:55 am
Harrow had been making progress. The anger that had filled him had given him a certain sense of purpose, had strengthened his resolve and focused his attention. It had started, perhaps, to give him some goals in life, had pushed him to finally work on graduating and pushing out on his own, out from under his father’s controlling thumb. All of that was gone, now. He’d been doing something. He remembered doing something, and the hammering of his heart. Some combination of fear and excitement that still had his blood singing and the sword – fully solid – in one of his hands. But it faded quickly to confusion, instead, his eyes lifting onto Yaya’s face and heavy brows pulled together in the middle of his forehead. He recognized her, in a distant sort of way, the way one recognized a classmate they passed in the halls but never actually interacted with. He doubted that she would even recognize him that much, unless she had at some point picked up a teddy bear from a grumpy don’t-vote-for-me booth and had kept it for some incomprehensible reason. He cleared his throat, just faintly, so she wouldn’t bump into him, and when he spoke it was a bit gruff and more than just a little bit defensive. Nothing intended, but Harrow had a bad case of Resting b***h Face, and apparently it translated into his voice, as well. “What is this place?” As if she knew. She looked as confused as him. So he flushed as soon as it was out, and yet his mouth just kept going. “Why are we here?”
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Posted: Tue Jun 27, 2017 5:41 pm
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Beejoux rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 7
Total: 16 (2-20)
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Posted: Tue Jun 27, 2017 5:46 pm
She did recognize him, and more than just in passing, or his table at the student festival. Once upon a time, back when they had both been first years, they had had a brief, very brief, speed date. It had not, obviously, led to much, but the djinn was still rather relieved to see him now. Company while they worked their way through this hell was much appreciated. "I don't know," she admitted honestly. "The human world, I think, but no way to be sure." Half turning, she glanced down the hall again, then back. "We probably shouldn't linger here." She couldn't have said why, but standing out in the open like that was making her nervous. She'd wait until she was sure he would follow, then started down the hall the way she'd been looking. Only to stop suddenly at the sound of foot steps. "Other way," she'd hiss, backing up until he either moved or she bumped into him. In the end it didn't matter. There were more as if they turned. Eleven white coat clad figures in all and the sight of them was enough to turn bright blue eyes in to a raging grey kissed green. "Destroy them, Harrow. Before they can do the same to you!" Around there feet, a pool of water was forming. Streams of it running down her arms and off the tips of each finger. With an angry snarl she'd fling both hands forward, sending a rushing roil of a wave crashing into a pair of them with force enough to smash them back against the far wall. HP: 50 DMG: 10 + 2 MOB HP: 43
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and be blue rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 1
Total: 3 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Jun 27, 2017 7:09 pm
She knew his name, which was maybe just a smidge embarrassing -- because if someone had held him at knife pointed and demanded he tell them hers, Jude would have been as good as dead. For a moment, he just stood there and blinked at her, stupidly; then he remembered he was meant to be fighting, and dragged himself back into focus, half-turning in place to swipe at the nearest hunter. It was weak. And he flushed. HP: 36/40 DMG: 2 MOB HP: 41
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Beejoux rolled 2 10-sided dice:
3, 8
Total: 11 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2017 9:23 am
She probably wouldn't have been all that put off that he didn't really remember her. It had been a long time, and there had been any number of craziness plaguing the school since then. As Jude feel away to drop back a step, Yaya took advantage of another opening. A step forward, and she'd fling an arm at one of the hunters. A large, serpantine tendril of water rose up from the mass to smash into him, sending him crashing into the wall. HP: 45 DMG: 5 + 2 MOB HP: 34
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and be blue rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 2
Total: 5 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2017 9:53 am
There was something so elegant about the way that she commanded the water: the magic coming easily to her fingertips. It was smooth, and impressive, and it completely put Harrow’s efforts to shame. In contrast, he was an awkward teenager with a sword that he didn’t quite seem capable of keeping solid. Its shape was somewhat amorphous, kept shifting as he slashed out with it, somewhere between molten steel and putty. He caught one of the hunters across the stomach, but it was like slapping them with a boffer sword, his weapon bending against coat and skin, and Harrow let out a sharp curse of annoyance. It was all the worse because the hunter looked almost amused at it, batting him aside to focus on the one here who was actually a threat. HP: 36/40 DMG: 2 MOB HP: 32
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Beejoux rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 3
Total: 9 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2017 4:09 pm
She didn't' seem to to notice how much Jude was or wasn't actually helping. He was putting in the effort, which was all anyone could really ask for. For he part, she'd continue sending swell after swell of water at the hunters, and yet another of the numerous white coat clad monsters fell under the onslaught. HP: 40 DMG: 3 + 2 MOB HP: 27
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and be blue rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 3
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2017 4:41 pm
It was probably the fact that she wasn’t looking him that finally made Harrow strike true – striking out with his sword and hitting one of the hunters square in the chest, hard enough to take him down and drive him back. With a slight noise of surprise, Harrow even turned to face another, striking out and taking her down as well. It left him looking just a bit confused, staring down at his weapon like it must have been someone else who did that. He hadn’t even hit that hard. His timing had just been...right. Of course, while he was distracted, a blow landed against his shoulder and sent him staggering forward a couple steps, blinking and working to recover. HP: 26/40 DMG: 6 MOB HP: 21
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Beejoux rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 8
Total: 13 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2017 5:38 pm
At this point they were in the thick of it. Yaya's movements were a continuous flow, almost dance like, as she continued her unrelenting attack. For every hunter that managed to get past the rushing water to to take a swing at her, another were felled by the crushing weight of a wave driving them back. One of the hunters had slipped through the pair of them and brought toe tip of his sword down across the djinn's narrow back, and she'd snarled at him, turning on her toes retaliate. Instead of a wave this time, or even a whipping snake like tendril, the water climbed up his retreating body and into his mouth, up his nose. drowning him where he stood. HP: 35 DMG: 7 + 2 MOB HP: 12
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and be blue rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 4
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2017 5:52 pm
Out of the corner of his eye, Harrow caught Yaya's magic -- and he really would have liked to watch that. But while he gaped, another hunter came up on him and he had to turn, sword raised, to stave them off. HP: 21/40 DMG: 7 MOB HP: 4
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Beejoux rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 3
Total: 8 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2017 6:08 pm
As another rushed in from the side to attempt to save their comrade, he'd find a similar fate. A wall of water rising up between them, and after a second it began to move towards him, backing him up into the wall, and holding him there. "So disappointingly weak," she sighed under her breath, voice gone soft and serious. Her mood had shifted through the fight. No longer on edge or carrying the weight of nerves, but calmer, more in control. Perfectly confident as she stood beside the reaper with bodies laying in a circle around them, and water flowing and swirling beneath both their feet. HP: 35 DMG: 2 + 2 MOB HP: 0
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2017 6:52 pm
"Yeah, weak." Of course, Harrow was a little bit breathless: a little bit battered, eyeing the mess around them. They'd won, was the important thing, though left to his own devices, he probably wouldn't have chosen the adjective weak. When he looked up again, turned to find an exit, he was met with a mirror. Quote: 
Behind the mirror is none other than the Amityville Academy as it actually should have been. It confirms that you are trapped within this dream, as you look closer to the mirror. Examining it reveals it is just a mirror, and shattering it well-
- After a while it rebuilds itself. You are stuck here.
The mirror shifts. You can see that the school turn into a massive cage, larger than you've ever seen. How did you get here? What is this cage? You can't see anything but the cage on the other side.
Slowly, he blinked at it, a little confused, and reached out to just lightly touch its frame. "What...?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2017 7:08 pm
Glowing eyes turned on the reaper with a tip of the demon's head, and she took a moment to look him over, head to foot. "Are you hurt?" She had her own injuries, but they weren't terribly concerning. The cut on her back was likely the worst of them, and it didn't even hurt anymore. "I'm a fear...healer..." It trailed off as she followed his line of sight to the mirror that seemed to be blocking their path. Within it, their school. As she stared at it, what appeared to be a giant cage formed over the entirety of the school. "What in Jack's name..?" Rushing over, her hands smacked against the glass in her haste to peer into scene the mirror was providing them. "What does it mean?" The question was demanding, not of Jude, but of the mirror itself. Was Amity in trouble? Or where they bared from it? Too many possibilities, and there didn't seem to be any answers. One delicate fist pounded against it, once, twice.
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