[Open Class] Who Stole my Sinnamon Rolls! [Mahlan] 3450+Done

[Rathurue]

"TEEEEHYAH!" Another smack to the still-sneezing Artiehokie sent the small creature near-fainting.

"WHOOOOO SAAAAIDDD YOUUU CAAAAN SLEEEEEEEEP???"
"Brother run!" "Run brother!" called the other two to their near-ded brother.

HP: 24/30
DMG: 1+2 = 3
Enemy HP: 1/10 [20] (Damage does not bleed)

OOC

Name: Mahlan Ulmace
Affliction: Amityville/Y1 Ghost Student
Link to Dorm: Here!

 

[Rathurue]

Running away for its dear life, the gnome dragged its battered (literally) body while scattering pepper powder everywhere. "Run brother!" "Cover fire! Cover FIREEE!!!" The two remaining groupie started to throw away some random items to slow Mahlan down---

She just glared at them, the message conveyed to everyone.
You're NEXT.

HP: 22/30
DMG: Miss
Enemy HP: 1/10 [20] (Damage does not bleed)

OOC

Name: Mahlan Ulmace
Affliction: Amityville/Y1 Ghost Student
Link to Dorm: Here!

 

[Rathurue]

Don't look on others.
Focus.

It's already half-dead.

Take your aim.

"*suuuu*"

Swatting the thrown items aside, Mahlan glared at the running dwarf like a snake eyeing a toad.

KILL.
HP: 20/30
DMG: Miss
Enemy HP: 1/10 [20] (Damage does not bleed)

OOC

Name: Mahlan Ulmace
Affliction: Amityville/Y1 Ghost Student
Link to Dorm: Here!

 

[Rathurue]

"Blade." She muttered, tightening the grip on the Sinnamon-stick-turned-bat. Instantly, the object's shape turned like it's being compressed from the sides; somehow a sharp edge glinted.

It's a crime to kill any creatures made of FEAR that exhibits degree of intelligence. But that doesn't mean she can't beat them within an inch of dying, couldn't she?

"Scatter, shards of sin; sweeter than honey, more bitter than coal, blacker than void-" The sword-like creation shattered into sharp splinters which floated around her- [Forced Growth] was activated, and she altered the properties of the plant into those of ironwood-

"Now then. If you could be still-" Mahlan turned her face with an almost doll-like movement to the remaining two dwarf.

"YOOOOUR TUUUUUURRRRN."

HP: 18/30
DMG: 1+2 = 3
Enemy HP: DED/10 [20] (Damage does not bleed)

OOC

Name: Mahlan Ulmace
Affliction: Amityville/Y1 Ghost Student
Link to Dorm: Here!

 

[Rathurue]

"Run!" "Run!" "A DEMON ON THE RUN!" The surrounding dwarf cheered the two who challenged Mahlan before getting rained with splinters.

"DEMON! DEMON!"

"AAAAAAAAHHH??? ARE YOU SUREEEE?"

All of a sudden, the barrage of splinter stopped, and the pieces converged into something like a hammer.

WHAM!

A blunt trauma to the head stopped another dwarf.

HP: 16/30
DMG: 5+2 = 7
Enemy HP: 3/10 [10] (Damage does not bleed)

OOC

Name: Mahlan Ulmace
Affliction: Amityville/Y1 Ghost Student
Link to Dorm: Here!

 

[Rathurue]

The dwarf with head trauma, otherwise known as Popper can only stare blankly at the large hammer above his head.

PHUNK

With a comical sound, the head of the victim was smashed into the ground.

"ONEEEE LEFFFTT."

HP: 14/30
DMG: 3+2 = 5
Enemy HP: DED/10 [10] (Damage does not bleed)

OOC

Name: Mahlan Ulmace
Affliction: Amityville/Y1 Ghost Student
Link to Dorm: Here!

 

[Rathurue]

Snapies was the name of the last dwarf from the gang of three.

Currently, he was being chased by something akin to Death itself.

His two brothers has been dealt...in a rather flashy way.

And now the demon is chasing him.

Run run run run!

HP: 12/30
DMG: Miss
Enemy HP: 10/10 [0] (Damage does not bleed)

OOC

Name: Mahlan Ulmace
Affliction: Amityville/Y1 Ghost Student
Link to Dorm: Here!

 

[Rathurue]

The cover fire from his gnomes started to wear the devilish lady, but he can't really back down now.

Since the Sinnamon Rolls is nearly done baking! It would be the last thing he could do to avenge his brothers- to eat the Sinnamon and laugh at the student!

HP: 10/30
DMG: Miss
Enemy HP: 10/10 [0] (Damage does not bleed)

OOC

Name: Mahlan Ulmace
Affliction: Amityville/Y1 Ghost Student
Link to Dorm: Here!

 

[Rathurue]

The whole Home Wreckonomics class was; well, in a wreck because the ruckus. There are students who tried to help Mahlan by putting barricade on the door so the gnomes can't run away, there's those who tried to bash the cheering squad away, those who tried to shield her-

Welp, nobody seems to be seriously baking anymore.

HP: 8/30
DMG: Miss
Enemy HP: 10/10 [0] (Damage does not bleed)

OOC

Name: Mahlan Ulmace
Affliction: Amityville/Y1 Ghost Student
Link to Dorm: Here!

 

[Rathurue]

Controlling those stakes took a lot of her FEAR. Also worth to mention that her body's currently still on the residual effect of the Uprooter; she's just not at her 100%.

And that's why she should finish this as quick as she could, eat the Sinnamon Rolls and get to sleep. Yea.

But first. Massacre.
The last gnome was turned into a pincushion doll with the remaining stakes. Looking like a hedgehog on run, Popper continued to run around the class, shrieking.

HP: 6/30
DMG: 5+2 = 7
Enemy HP: 3/10 [0] (Damage does not bleed)

OOC

Name: Mahlan Ulmace
Affliction: Amityville/Y1 Ghost Student
Link to Dorm: Here!

 

[Rathurue]

"Staaayy STIIIIILLLLLL ya little TWERPS!"

But alas, the hedgehog...err, gnome was faster on feet compared to Mahlan that needs to weave her way between Students.
HP: 4/30
DMG: Miss
Enemy HP: 3/10 [0] (Damage does not bleed)

OOC

Name: Mahlan Ulmace
Affliction: Amityville/Y1 Ghost Student
Link to Dorm: Here!

 

[Rathurue]

"DEMON! DEMON! DEMON!" The remaining gnomes cheered, making Mahlan anger grows even hotter. She can feel something else uncorking-

"SHUDDAP!"
BLERP!

And the whole class was suddenly sticky. "Oh? I feel better already." Said the plant spirit, regaining her usual green leaves. Seems that after purging the Uprooter-contaminated sap from her body, the metabolism-restricting effect was cleansed too.

Not to mention her sap traps the running gnome on place. "Well then. Should we finish this? The Sinnamon Roll's nearly ready."

THWACK.
HP: 2/30
DMG: 5+2 = 7
Enemy HP: DED/10 [0] (Damage does not bleed)

OOC

Name: Mahlan Ulmace
Affliction: Amityville/Y1 Ghost Student
Link to Dorm: Here!

 

[Rathurue]

After a short session of cleaning-up (thankfully her sap congealed quickly in the cold, dry weather of Prime October), there's a short 'ding' from the timer she placed on the top of the oven she's using.

Opening the tray, the whole class was instantly filled with the sweet aroma of freshly-baked bread and the somewhat spice-y one from the Sinnamon.

Having no residual patience to wait those to cool down, Mahlan picked one ready pastry and cut it down to pieces; "Thank you for helping! These are for you guys." She said, sweetly smiling. The students gulped, each taking one piece for themself. After a short 'fuu-fuu' blowing on the treat, they looked at each other before taking a bite---

Some shriek escaped the girls' lips, where groans can be heard from the boys. What she served was cuts from the Roll with 7-on-scale Sinnamon rating; while the ones that still left cooling down was those with 3 Sinnamon rating; perfect, addictive snack.

Well, judging from their spellbound (and deeply contented) appearance, it seems that a 7-scale shouldn't be served lightly.

Oh well! Before the students broken out from the trance, Mahlan has long finished cooling the remaining rolls and haul a** from the wrecked room.

[DONE!]

OOC

Name: Mahlan Ulmace
Affliction: Amityville/Y1 Ghost Student
Link to Dorm: Here!