{ THE TREASURE ROOM } BATTLEGROUNDS CONCLUSION P 31

[ramenli]

The weremantis tried to stop crying but she was sniffling. Miss Xiu-Yin was such a nice boil. "You should stay a boil," she muttered quietly, not sure if the demon would overhear.

Then Miss Alexander was apologizing and maybe that meant that she forgave her. Still, she felt simply awful so she called out to her friend after a long sniffle. "I am sorry Miss Alexander! I would not stare at a ghoul like that and I would never,, ever take advantage of my best friend in this current predicament." That was right. As awful as it was to stare at a ghoul anyway it was far worse to stare at a friend who had been placed in a ghoul's body by some awful accident.

Seussi

Kaiyumi

 

[musicaloner7]

{entering}

iloveyouDIE

Zyphiris

Unfortunately, Evelyne-Aglaya was drowning in the heap of treasure that filled the area. His legs struggled to part through all of it, shoulders, arms and above the only things visible. A few moths had been crushed in the process, but a lot took refuge in the nest of pure white hair that the demon had. Others fluttered about, a clear indication to where the Grand Bois was. Grunting and struggling, it took awhile til Ev could pull himself up, looking about desperately.

But there was nothing for him to grab onto, and the treasure just began to crush and smother him. In his dismay, Evelyne-Aglaya had seen something familiar... wings, pale and brown...
"Ulmuka..~!" he tried calling out, the moths fluttering and spinning frantically above his drowning figure, clearly in a panic.  

[Zyphiris]

Still dangling from the chandelier, Ed was quick to notice that Ev was in some sort of peril. Drowning in treasure, what a luxurious way to die. The frost demon was sure there were some who would be happy to die that way, but Ev was very evidently not one of them.

“Take my hand!” the boil commanded, reaching down to where the struggling boil was. Practical reasons aside, it was unbecoming that a gentleman be a damsel in distress. Wait.

The boil grabbed onto one of Ev's flailing hands by the wrist and mustered up his strength to hoist the boil up. “Are you alright? Try reaching for the chandelier.” From where he was, the frost demon turned around to find Muka safe by clinging on to some curtains. That's a relief.

iloveyouDIE

musicaloner7

 

[Miliardo Kason]

Noise and chaos, that was the easiest way to put it, when Candace attempted to kick Sammy she lost track of Deryk and Marcus, whatever came of them was little of Sammy's concern. She, no scratch that still a boil today, turned to look as gold started shifting swearing quietly.

Just as quick an annoying purple dinosaur was singing in the middle of the room. Sammy made face something like this once it started singing.

Then Sammy had to scramble to not drown in treasure. Today was just another completely not normal day. Still he made the best of the situation as the gold started to sink in around him scrambling to drag himself onto a table that had flipped, it kept him afloat for now, but it was hardly enough to solve the problem completely. "SOMEONE SHUT THE DAMN THING UP OVER THERE." He pointed towards the dinosaur again, if this kept up he would rather dissipate then listen to that.  

[x_Nata_x]

"A pleasure to meet you, Angenora," 'Ares' replied courteously, still not letting her eyes drift too far from Robert, "Being a boil is not the worst thing that could happen." This was not the sort of conversation she wanted to be having around him, not because he was a child, but because she didn't trust him half as far as she could throw him. And she could probably throw him pretty far. As if to accentuate this thought, War's heir turned her attention back onto the mini!hunter, razor-sharp regard shifting back to him. It was clear that 'he' did not hold the same concern for him as the student on the table did. Narrowing his heated brown eyes a little at the blonde child, large masculine fingers tightened on the jaw he still kept in his palm.

"My dear, you can be no mere child," he replied, tone growing just a little tighter, a hint more threatening. There was no malice to it, but the edge to her voice implied she would take no s**t from him. "Children do not simply stumble into situations such as these," she continued, leaning forward a bit, their faces a few inches apart. Once again, War looked him over, this time with a much colder interest -- as a woman, she was all for games, but apparently as a man, she was far more domineering. "Nor do they act so cavalier about seeing a demon." That was it. He wasn't afraid -- he wasn't cowering or scared, not in the way a child should be. He didn't seem to have the mentality of a child. "You have seen my kind before. So, child, I ask again, and this time it would be wise for you to think about your answer -- what are you?"

Leaning back again, she let go of his chin, straightening. The muscles of her shoulders rippled as she tensed, seeming far more intimidating as a boil than a ghoul. A flicker of motion in the corner of her eye, however, caught her attention, drawing her gaze away from the child sitting next to her. Instead, it focused on a patchwork not far away, the female voice carrying across the sea of gold. For a second, Ares was confused, giving the student the same suspicious, firm look she'd been giving the hunter, her distrust extending automatically from the previous situation. It wasn't until it clicked in her head who it was that her eyebrows lifted, surprise evident in her expression. "Mort?" Extending her wings, almost enough to knock Robert off the curtain rod, she leaned forward, one hand gripping the rod to keep from falling, the other reaching for 'her,' wings beating hard.

Nio Love

Frezir

Ol-j-man

 

[medigel]

"You l-lookin' good too!" she answered Alex with a grin.

"And you!" she added to the insectish ghoul.

"And...you?" she hesitantly added to the Xiu!boil.

"And . . ." O3O FemMort stared dreamily into the heir's eyes, looking quite like a giggly schoolghoul about to be melted by the intense gaze of her jock crush. "Yisss, m'Mort. Take me."

Oh sweet Sally, do it. They'd fall into the crushing gold pit or whatever, but she'd be in some big strong arms at least when she died.

Even as a ghoul, poor Mort had that one-track mind, apparently incapable of noting Gerona or the little boil's presence.

ramenli

Kaiyumi

Seussi

x_Nata_x

Frezir

(( Will be away for a bit! ))  

[Nio Love]

Robert received a wing to the face, tipped over and fell, and was promptly devoured by the gold once more.

This was not his day.  

[Bloodlust Dante]

Leon was sad.

he made a yellow puddle.

:<

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Demietta however was enjoying the madnesss until the purple dinosaur came in



it was priceless.

"what the jack are you?" the hellhound asked in clear confusion before the gears started to slowly turn and get ideas

"You... are an IMPOSTER PUFF! Jericho jericho, KILL IT WITH FIRE!" He had to save his good name, he was the only puff in his doggy green eyes.  

[x_Nata_x]

And things started going to hell again. For one, something had clearly happened to Mort's brain as well as his body. The look in his eyes was one she'd seen many a time in the eyes of a young girl, a look that suggested easy manipulation and the ability to obtain ownership. Never before could she recall seeing it in the eyes of a boy, with the exception being towards another boy. She supposed that perhaps, as it had with her, the change had directly affected his mannerisms as well, making him far more vulnerable to her new, distinctly male body, however she wasn't quite sure. Mentally, 'Ares' made a note to try to jump start it with a car battery for good measure, if she ever had the presence of mind to remember to pick one up in the human realm.

For another thing, the child 'he' had been interrogating fell off the rod at the same time.

"Oh hells bells."

Postponing her retrieval of Mort for the moment, the horseman shoved his fist back down into the gold vortex, reaching around until he felt the wild blonde hair beneath his fingertips and pulling hard. Luckily (or, rather unluckily for Robert,) the fistful was enough to drag his head from beneath the pool of treasure, enough that when Ares let go of it, he was able to snatch up a fistful of his collar to drag him out by. "You must have a death wish," he hissed, looking far more annoyed than he had a second before. Shoving Robert down next to him on the rod again, War pressed his large palm against the boy's chest, giving him an aggressive shove to make sure he stayed where he put him before reaching out to grab for Mort again. This time, she was more successful -- grabbing the Fem!Mort's hand, Ares pulled 'her' from where the zombie had been perched, scooping her finally into his lap.

"Now," he said finally, turning his hard gaze on Robert again, lashing out quickly to tangle his fingers in the hair at the nape of his neck, "Where were we?"  

[Frezir]

Genora looked over to see that the newish ghoul was actually the boil she saw at the assembly. " You must be mort, right?" Asking to make sure he was right about this student. He looked to see that there were more bodies on their curtain rod. He watched as the little child hunter got knocked into the sea of gold once more.

Ol-j-man

 

[Ravvlet]

And then, as if things in the room could get any weirder, Cady noticed his own abs.



Oh. My. JACK.

"HEY GUYS," he yelled, ripping his shirt off.



"I'M TOO SEXY FOR MY SHIRT."

His efforts almost cost him his precarious hold on the curtain.

 

[Zoobey]

Whether through the weight of the strange purple dinosaur or because of the sheer amount of well gold literally drowning them, apparently there is such a thing as too many riches, the floor finally groaned one last time, heaved-

- and collapsed entirely, throwing everyone into a black vortex.

Everyone landed on something soft with a soft thump, some a little less graceful than others. Thankfully the singing purple dinosaur was nowhere to be seen. Sadly, neither was the gold, even any that anyone had tried to pocket. All that remained was a strange sky, full of stars, unseen before in most of Halloween, the ground covered in grass. A little behind all of them was a large monument, familiar to some:

To its left a strange piece of blackened land, charred and blasted. They were at the haunted house. As the clouds finally cleared, enough to reveal a full moon flickering oddly in the light fog surrounding everyone, as all Hunters and students looked around-

- they would notice, they were back to normal, and not just normal as in what they were currently wearing but normal as in they looked like they would have when they entered the incident of the Haunted House exactly three months ago. However, was it permanent or temporary?

BATTLE ON: ROUND 1

STUDENTS:

- exclaim QUOTE YOUR TARGET YOU ARE ATTACKING, or anyone you are talking to.
- Please refer to the BATTLE GUIDE HERE to fight.
- You need to quote your target. You can only attack once per GM ROUND - please note, ALL GM ROUNDS WILL BE ANNOUNCED OOCLY, so me posting three times without an ooc gm round note is not three new turns okay. If you were promoted to Y2 prior to last Oct, your student is still considered Y2 (current timeline abilities, this only affects appearance) - OOCLY THIS IS AROUND OCT 1, 2011 WHATEVER YOUR STUDENT WAS DOING (whether in the Haunted House or not).
- If your student didn't exist around that time, they just look like they did when they first enrolled in Amityville/ registered okay.
- Before you post please read the passive buff in the GM POST BELOW that applies to you before continuing!
- NATURAL FORMS ARE NOT ALLOWED. Please also post at the BOTTOM OF EACH OF YOUR POSTS your total HP value, your total damage value, and a note about your character's appearance.

HORSEMEN:
- exclaim QUOTE YOUR TARGET YOU ARE ATTACKING, or anyone you are talking to
- Please refer to the BATTLE GUIDE HERE to fight.
- You need to quote your target. You can only attack once per GM ROUND - please note, ALL GM ROUNDS WILL BE ANNOUNCED OOCLY, so me posting three times without an ooc gm round note is not three new turns okay.
- Before you post please read the passive buff in the GM POST BELOW that applies to you before continuing!
- NATURAL FORMS ARE NOT ALLOWED. Please also post at the BOTTOM OF EACH OF YOUR POSTS your total HP value, your total damage value, and a note about your character's appearance.


HUNTERS:
- exclaim QUOTE YOUR TARGET YOU ARE ATTACKING, or anyone you are talking to
- Please refer to the BATTLE GUIDE HERE to fight.
- You need to quote your target. You can only attack once per GM ROUND - please note, ALL GM ROUNDS WILL BE ANNOUNCED OOCLY, so me posting three times without an ooc gm round note is not three new turns okay. If you were promoted to Y2 prior to last Oct, your hunter is still considered Y2 (current timeline abilities, this only affects appearance)
- Before you post please read the passive buff in the GM POST BELOW that applies to you before continuing!
- NATURAL FORMS ARE NOT ALLOW- okay nevermind. Please also post at the BOTTOM OF EACH OF YOUR POSTS your total HP value, your total damage value, and a note about your character's appearance.

 

[Zoobey]

There were no physical signs of anyone being around as the ground suddenly shook and trembled, the grassy terrain turning uneven. All students and Hunters alike feel a strange weighted pressure, as if it is hard to move.

OOC EFFECT 1

- It is very hard to move. ALL FINAL DAMAGE YOU DO IS HALVED, INCLUDING HEALING.

 

[Zoobey]

The good news was that Caelius was no longer a kid. The bad news was that he was no longer a kid. He took the seconds more of confusion to pick up his weapon - who finally seemed to be in some working order- most likely ready to send all the students packing home-

- and then hesitated at the footsteps on the ground. Someone else was here.

'They are here, master.' Circe confirmed.

They were here.

He took one quick look at the trainees as if to say don't ******** this up, as per usual, and ran into the fog, scythe weapon glowing behind him before also disappearing entirely.

OOC

- Students/ Horsemen /etc etc can choose to follow Caelius, but risk getting lost in the fog. If they choose to do so, roll a 100 sided dice. If lower than 90, they are unsuccessful in locating him. If 90 or higher, they manage to find him - feel free to target him as you wish.

 

[Pepzilla]

By the time the sea of coins had diminished and the change in environment occurred, Bul had long since ignored the kid that she had rescued. Even through the Barney fight she was busy avoiding the purple nuisance.

But when everything shuddered into this new but familiar setting Bul felt a pulsing migrane coming on.

"Hnnngh... ugh... what the ******** even.."

When he opened his eyes he felt his muscles tighten. They were... there again. And they weren't alone. And that kid wasn't a kid. That kid turned into the scythed b*****d. Spines bristled and Bul immediately took foot after the hunter into the fog.

"COME BACK COWARD COME BACK!" he shrieked his voice shaking and cracking. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to run after him without grabbing another student to stick with, for he was rendered almost sightless in the mist, instantly losing ********. <********." he spat the ground panting, and spun nervously, checking every angle around him. If he could defend himself that was the best choice now. Attacking in this would be as useless as on the island.

Zoobey

Only a dialogue tag