[!] [HH 4vs?]CAUSE I WANT IT THAT WAY (Gal/Jud/Ott/Der/Bul)

[Pales]

What's that? Jude didn't hear your possible protest over his not giving a ******** as he collected not just Gale but Deryk and Otto as well after he got over his initial squirmy feelings of not wanting to form a group and play nice with others. Okay, so he wasn't that hesitant about teamwork at all, he just wasn't sure how to go about asking people if they wanted to team up. That's all. For the most part he just indicated he wanted to work with them and lead the way leaving them to follow, find a different group, or sit there as they pleased. If none of them followed?

..Well, he'd look a bit silly but he'd continue to strut like he don't care.

Jude paused as they found themselves in a room. It was feckin' cold up in this place. He pulled his cowl up bit more and tried to maintain a bit of focus, "How is everyone holding up?"

...If no one followed, well then he'd be talking to air and looking pretty crazy.

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Rolling a 6: ALL STUDENT/ HUNTER HP IS HALVED. You feel tired.... cold...numb. It becomes increasingly hard to focus as the battle draws on.

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[Blade Kuroda]

A death squad. What better to gather information with? Deryk still didn't feel so great about this mission over all. Once he had his things all ready, he joined the others to go into the haunted house.

"Doing fine, yes. Man... this place.. did.. did it get creepier?"

It must be the fog. The thick fog was covering the area all around. That and he was already feeling kind of worn down when they just arrived. That couldn't be a good sign.

"Hey uh. Guys? If we run into any of the students, can we not shoot first? Not all are hostile, no," he requested nervously.  

[kuropeco]

Somehow - and he wasn't quite certain how, exactly - Gale had been shunted into a motley little group consisting of himself, Jude, Deryk, and - oh joy - Otto. Gale rather liked the first two - Otto he could do without - but he didn't complain, merely nodded at Jude and went along with it.

The room they were in was large and open, a canopy of cloth draped across the ceiling and a sleek tile floor made of black and white tiles, similar to a chessboard. There were squashy armchairs and fluffy stacks of pillows - and the temperature was a good ten degrees cooler than Gale would have liked it to be. He tucked his scarf around his neck more tightly, hefted the rifle onto his shoulder, and tried to ignore the wave of weariness that washed over him.

"No," he said, in answer to Deryk's question. "I mean, yes. Don't shoot them yet. We need to gather as much information as we can."  

[Bittiface]

Otto was starting not to care as much about working with people he didn't like. Only a little. It had been a long time since he had to be in the presence of Gale, so maybe he just forgot how much he didn't like him. There would have been a lot more sass had Otto been feeling well, but..

Otto always dressed like it was summer. So used to the weather of the island and his home town, the teen never cared to wear any layers. And he paid for it on many occasions.

But was it because it was truly cold here? Or was it something in the air? Perhaps the Insanity was tampering with his nerves.

Regardless, the usually sassy teen was now a shuddering mess. His hood up, scarf wrapped around his mouth. His knees shook, and all of his exposed skin was ripe with goosebumps.

Otto Cell Phone

Mission Notes:
Cold as ********. Senses dulled. Insanity or maybe its just the room itself.

[Pales]

"Just a tad bit," he replied thoughtfully. For one thing? He didn't recall all this fog. Also? It wasn't that cold here before but now...It seemed almost and he almost couldn't focus on anything else but the cold and he could even hardly bring himself to focus on that much.

At Deryk's question he raised an eyebrow and shrugged, "I hadn't planned on flinging myself at them right away. Last time I was here...I only attacked cause the idiot shot first."

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[Enoh Love]

Hooooome...

The voice was dripping with longing, echoing through the room long before the form itself appeared. First the fog rolled in, eventually taking a more solid - though still waivering - shape. Whatever it was didn't seem to take too much notice of who was in the room with it; it seemed more than bent on getting out of her, of finding something else.

Of course, that didn't stop the long, obviously backward claws from scratching a pair of the Hunters as the creature moved past them.

OOC

Total HP : 30 / 30 (Halved for room status)
Damage done: 3
Targets: Deryk, Gale

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[kuropeco]

"I - " Gale started to say, but whatever it was that had been about to come out of his mouth did not make it. There was a sudden drop in temperature, and an eerie, body-less voice came wafting through the room. Fog sifted into the air, thick and pearly white, and as its shape became more defined, something slashed out at him, catching Gale's shoulder. He winced slightly, but immediately took a step back, eyes lifting.

"On the other hand," he said, mouth set in a grim line. "These ones are a little past the whole ordeal of talking."

Swinging the rifle around (for some reason it took a significant amount of effort, making his arms feel unusually heavy), Gale lifted it up, narrowed his eye through the telescopic lens, and fired.

A series of shots rang through the cavernous room, followed by an exhale as Gale flinched, feeling an odd weariness settle over him.




[ HP: 27/30
Target: Amrita
Damage: 13
Charge: 1/3 - 0/2 ]

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[Blade Kuroda]

Deryk nodded nervously at the other three. Good they weren't going to just pounce whoever crossed their path. They were here on observation anyway. Or they were supposed to be. Rubbing his arms a bit, the trainee looked around. Was the fog... moving funny? Or was that just him? No. It definitely wasn't him as the fog soon took shape into something a little more solid.

"Uh. Guys. We h-have AAAH!"

The creature attacked him. The hunter was about to retaliate, but paused as he took notice of the strange backward claws that this insanity creature had. He recalled what Lizzy said about the fog dragon.. how it used to be a student. A good friend of hers in fact. There was also what Clarice said regarding 'stage 3'.

And there was only one person he knew to have backwards hands.

"A-Amrita...? Is... Is that you...?" he asked, "You.. You don't have to attack us. N-not here to fight.. Not if we don't have to."

The fog dragon certainly did not care about anything they said, so he had a feeling she wouldn't either. But.. he had to try. Though Gale did point out that these didn't seem to know how to talk any longer.

HP: 22
Damage: N/A
Charge: 0/3  

[Bittiface]

Otto's HP: 25
Damage: 4
Charge: 1/3


The chill got chillier. It was getting more difficult to really focus. One thing Otto found himself keeping what little attention he had on was the fog. It began to form, and a chilling voice came from it, echoing eerily. That word. It was all so familiar thanks to all his other encounters with Insanity.

Otto summoned Tenya; the six foot boomerang felt even heavier than normal. Lifting it was hard enough, it was a wonder he was able to swing it enough to throw it at the creature of the fog.

With much strain, the teen swung the giant weapon round a few times before hurling it toward the Insanity creature.  

[Pales]

Jude raised an eyebrow over at Deryk's reaction when the ... thing came rolling in and then glanced at Gale giving a short nod, "He's right, Deryk, I don't think it's gonna wanna talk to us," he said simply, "whoever it was."

The Hunter was glad that Otto didn't seem to have any reservations about attacking when needed and it seemed like an attack was very needed at this point. It seemed dangerous to let it go unchecked.

He summoned up his punching daggers and swooped in for his attack trying to bring it down - that or beat it into saying more than home all the time so they could get some actual information. On the other hand that this happened at all could be pretty handy information in general to the right people...


HP: 25
DMG: 6
CHARGES: 1/3

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[Enoh Love]

Why?!

The voice demanded, the bright blue eyes narrowing as Gale's attack landed. The impact was hard enough to make it nearly stumble, the fog whirling and grasping to keep itself righted. Deryk's question wasn't answered but the creature in the fog did stare at him for a moment. What he was saying didn't register, but it was stopping it from leaving here. The longer he spoke the more bristled it felt, and the fog responded in kind by moving and twisting faster, almost irritated.

Get out!

It demanded, growling as two others attacked. It's backward claws struck out again, swiping clumsily.

OOC

Total HP : 7 / 30 (Halved for room status)
Damage done: Nope
Targets: Jude, Gale

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[kuropeco]

"I'm sorry, Deryk," said Gale, with a look over his shoulder at the other hunter. "I know I said we should talk first - but not with these guys. They don't listen to anything at all. Believe me, I've tried."

The creature leapt forward, shrieking, her claws aiming at him, but Gale dodged out of the way - just barely. His body felt sluggish and he was starting to get a chill.

<< Gale. >>

I'm all right.

Kneeling on the ground, at a reasonable distance away, Gale lifted the rifle again and fired off several more shots.




[ HP: 27/30
Target: Amrita
Damage: 11
Charge: 2/3 - 0/2 ]

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[Enoh Love]

Whatever it was left out a terrible shriek of agony before it dissipated on the spot, crumbling down into the fog that surrounded it and, eventually, cleared away.

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Total HP : DOWNED.
Damage done: Nope
Targets: Nope

 

[Blade Kuroda]

Gale and Jude were right. Deryk's words hadn't gotten through at all. Lowering his arms, he stared as the fog beast dissipated without so much of a word. Was that really Amrita? Or was it some weird coincidence that it looked kind of like her? If that was... what happened?

This was concerning.

"...We need to find out more. She... she was one of the ones we had captured before.. I think," he murmured.

Did... they do this?

HP: 22  

[Bittiface]

"Well.. s'worth lookin' into." Otto drawled as he dismissed Tenya. The southern boy felt almost heavier now despite not carrying the massive weapon anymore. This fog was about as bad as it had been on the Isles of the Horsemen. While he was feeling effected, at least there were no illusions that came with it. Otto coveted his sanity quite a bit.

"We won't learn nuthin' askin it if it shows up, though." Otto informed, wrapping his arms around himself again after putting in more notes in his phone. They all knew those creatures didn't communicate well. "Whaddya suppose we oughtta do?"