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Kyrieko rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 1
Total: 3 (2-20)
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 Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 11:54 pm
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Syusaki rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 9
Total: 14 (2-20)
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2012 10:23 pm
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Syusaki rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 6
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2012 10:24 pm
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revenant aria rolled 2 20-sided dice:
12, 4
Total: 16 (2-40)
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 8:21 am
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 11:26 pm
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"Not enough," a voice suggested, a low hiss, a suggestion and yet a strong urge at once. And then those swept in the fog were simply overwhelmed by the need to take the need to consume, a strange, listless hunger that asked for more. They felt it, how weak and insignificant the others were, how the others needed to be shattered.
In this world there was only them. Them, not just one, but everyone, a subconscious awareness that echoed only one word.
Home.
Everyone else was in the way.
OOC - STATUS EFFECT: INSANITY COUNTDOWN TIMER. For anyone NOT affected with insanity, you begin to feel the taint from above. The more IC times, the thicker the taint becomes. This is judged by your NUMBER OF NEW POSTS you take FROM THIS POINT ONWARDS, FROM THIS EXACT IC POINT IN TIME (ie: posting in a preexisting thread where your character was already established doesn't count). Make sure to OOC include the countdown timer. You may now EXIT this thread/ wander off thanks to this status effect OR if you'd like rp a few more posts before leaving. Up to you where you want to go or if you want to make a new RP thread, you can even use the Dungeon Finder again! - Bosses are free to EXIT/ invade a new thread as well! - If you exited already that's fine, just count NEW POSTS onwards! - 1- 3 posts: You begin to feel the effects above, and as if someone is calling you. Everything seems far away, as if looking through a funnel. You feel a strange hunger, but you don't really know why or what is causing this. - 4 - 8 posts: Everything seems to move in slow motion and you come to a strange sense of awareness: all those around you are in your way. They are preventing you from going Home. For some reason you innately understand exactly what Home is, a strange craving that you know will satisfy the growing crevices in your core/ heart. The world blurs, shifts to just greys. - 9 posts + : At this point you feel the full out effects of the Insanity. You feel the fog finally whisper and you let it consume you whole. It doesn't matter, it doesn't even matter who you are. You are driven to a point of entirely instability by your need to go Home. You become a boss mob. Make sure you read the rules on how to boss mob HERE. Please note as a boss mob you can travel to any [!] thread (or make one). (THIS STAGE IS ONLY APPLICABLE TO HORSEMEN AND STUDENTS. If you are a Hunter, you pass out and find yourself back at the Hunter relief tent with alleviated symptoms.
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2012 8:34 am
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2012 11:13 am
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Solia was confused, scared, hurting, and Israfel was alternating in her head. He wasn't chipper, but he was issuing commands at her, reminding her that she was alright, and that things would be okay but for jack's damn sake do not drop him.
She almost did as the horsewoman called Israfel Isra. She knew him. He was saying he didn't know her, that her wings reminded him of something but that was it, he didn't know her, not anymore. Shook, tears formed at the edges of her vision. Solia didn't know what to say. The horsewoman was hurt, she cared about Israfel. That was why she was so angry right? Israfel- people knew him and now he was her weapon. Nails dug into her and a small whimper escaped her, bow clutched tightly to her body.
It was all wrong. She felt her legs give out, felt a weight in her chest, breath leaving her. Dakota collapsed, Solia falling just behind.
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2012 7:08 pm
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Her blade had struck but she felt it slide off with little damage and she rolled, huffing her breath. In the back reaches of her mind she could hear Jay shouting, anger and sadness pouring through her. A blank stare was cast her way before the fog took hold and she called for her. "JAY?!" She wasn't even sure what had upset her dear friend and held her blade out.
The blue hair stayed with her and she moved slowly to her, eyes focused as much as they could be and she reached for her. A sudden pain went through her and she flinched, turning to the disembodied voice, listening intently.
That damn word again.
But this time, she wanted it. Needed it. But why?
She shook her head, looking at Jay oddly as her vision slipped a bit, licking her dry mouth and holding onto the sword. The feeling couldn't be ignored, she wanted something badly, but as to why, as to what reason she couldn't describe.
"Jay." Iyari whispered, placing a hand on her shoulder. All thoughts of the tainted beast left her for but a moment. "We need to stick together."
Maybe that's all we need to keep from breaking.
Quote: Name: Iyari HP: 25/40 STATUS EFFECT: Insanity Countdown - Post 1 Y1 Horseman of War Appearance: See Signature
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2012 12:39 am
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2012 10:46 pm
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She could have been happy as the female hunter collapsed to the ground with a dull thud, but the sound was far away, just like Iyari’s voice as the soldier called out her name. She almost didn’t hear it, but Jay found herself craning her head toward the other war horseman. “Iyari?” she murmured. In a daze, she stumbled toward where her weapon lay and bent down to pick it up. The handle in her tight clutches, she searched for the hunters, but found that they had disappeared into the fog once more.
Confused, she spun around a few more times. “Where…Where….?” Her soft voice drifted off. “Where did they…?” She blinked as a voice whispered into her ear temptingly. Home. Before, Jay had dutifully rejected the notion, but suddenly it was becoming a viable option. It was becoming a good choice, a wise path for her to take.
Jay placed a hand to her stomach. She wanted something, yearned for it. What was it? Someone called out her name again and Jay felt a hand on her shoulder. Her eyes glazed over, she looked at Iyari. “Yes? Yes. Okay. Yes, let’s stick together. Sticking together will be good.” A shaky hand reached for Iyari’s hand and grasped it. “Where to now?”
Quote: Name: Jay HP: 28 Y1 Horseman
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2012 1:10 am
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At the touch of her hand she felt her own clasp the other with ferocity she generally reserved for her enemy. She swore that if she could help it that they would not be separated. Iyari pulled her, staring into the distance vacantly.
A voice inside was shrieking. Why are you helping her? They are all in your way.
It took a forceful slap of her free to to bring herself back from the brink of becoming lost in poisonous words. Shivering, she darted her gaze wildly. Had the beast gone? She took a tentative step forward.
"I don't know where to go." She admitted. "I just know I don't want to be here anymore."
She gave a sad look to her companion. "And we need to find Senga still."
And home, the words cried out in her mind
Driven, she pulled Jay along, onward into their adventure in the fog
(Exiting!)
Quote: Name: Iyari HP: 25/40 STATUS EFFECT: Insanity Countdown - Post 2 Y1 Horseman of War Appearance: See Signature
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2012 12:01 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2012 9:29 pm
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