[!] [PVP DUNGEON GROUP 1 ] (Pepin, Meng, Jake, Sherry, Mot)

[Zoobey]

White.

Or perhaps grey. The ceiling creaked, light footsteps pattering. The chandelier, rusted, groaned and swayed, once, twice, and then oddly moving without making a sound at all. The chairs flickered, faded, replaced with larger chairs and then nothing at all, as the floorboards themselves seemed to peel and reassemble themselves repeatedly.

But beyond the chaotic rearrangement of this room were the voices whispering to each person. Beckoning them somewhere Home. Home, where their loved ones were, where they could finally feel at peace, where they could resolve the strange itching, cold agitation curling in their insides and where they could finally be....

Free?

Foggy white hands began to pull away from the floor, tugging at each student, claws and arms, fingers and feathers, scales, wings-

"Come home."

OOC

- If you were quoted in the dungeon finder you are here! You are free to react to the post accordingly or begin to engage in PVP it is up to you
- Please post in OOC a small blurb about your character as well as their usual battle stats so everyone knows!

OOC: ROOM STATUS EFFECT

ALL PLAYERS AT ANY POINT CAN FORFEIT THEIR ATTACK TO ROLL 2d12. If you roll odd, you do this damage to your opponent. If you roll even, you do this damage to YOURSELF - no modifier. You feel an uneasy unsettling feeling, as if something is coming, but you can't place what or when.

kurotomato

Mengyao has been called!

Pepzilla

Pepin has been called!

Drifter Jet Enduro

Mot has been called!

[A.V.]

Jake has been called!

Grngriff

Sherry has been called!

 

[kuropeco]

The white was almost comforting, in a way.

Mengyao stood stock still where he was, holding his bleeding arm to his stomach, and felt the ground beneath his feet shudder as the world around him flickered and twisted and disappeared and then reappeared -

- the voices in his head were growing stronger, the whispers curling at the edges of his thoughts, the whispers from voices of people long dead, and all he wanted was peace and quiet and some time to himself and yet -

- something was tugging at his arm -

- his eyes flickered to the ceiling - or what had once been the ceiling -

I just want to go home.  

[Pepzilla]

((Decided not to edit so I can read while I post))

Mengyao would not be alone for long. Pepin fell through as well, floating 'peacefully' in to the abyssal room full of crying creatures.

"I am here, I am at your home! Wait is this not your home?? " She called out curiously to the voices then blinked, noticing the horseman in there with her. His eye was glitching out in a fashion much like the rest of the room. "Do you know them?" She asked, hovering around him in a slow, vulture like fashion until a hand or two grabbed her leg- she merely giggled.  

[kuropeco]

He did not recognize the Halloween creature who arrived soon after him, the creature with the black and white body that fizzled, the sounds of her giggles drifting aimlessly throughout the room. Mengyao said nothing, but lifted his gaze towards her, pressing his lips together.

- and then he saw him. One of the white coats, one of the ones who had destroyed what he had worked for, everything that he had once had -

"No."

He did not have much strength left in him - hardly any at all - but the bow was summoned anyway, and Mengyao's bloodstained fingers curled around the string tightly as he pulled it back, feeling the feathers of the arrow against his skin.

The arrow went wide, but that did not stop Mengyao from getting another one, already preparing to take a second shot.

"Get out."




[ HP: 1/40 YUP
Target: Jake
Damage: 0 cuz Mengyao's a boss
FEAR: Y2 Chill ]

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[A.V.]

 

[kuropeco]

The second arrow missed as well, but Mengyao paid it no heed. Nor did he pay any heed to the fact that his cut had reopened and the blood was now soaking his robes to the point where it was difficult to move. The hunter's weapon slashed into him, and he gave a snarl, his body feeling sluggish.

"Heathens," hissed Mengyao, the voices in his head whispering louder than ever, fraying at the edges, his gold eye glinting in the white fog as he pulled back the bowstring once more, loosing a third arrow.

"You destroyed my home, I will destroy yours."




[ HP: -3/40
Target: Jake
Damage: 2
FEAR: Y2 Chill ]

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[A.V.]

 

[kuropeco]

The whispers were so loud now they were hardly whispers at all, loud hissing sounds inside of his head. Mengyao's body was growing weaker by the second, and every hit from the hunter was just another whisper, something he didn't feel at all.

"You know," hissed Mengyao, rage in every syllable. "Exactly what I am talking about, you lying son of a - "

But the sentence was never finished. The horseman gave a shudder, his teeth gritting, and the scarlet stain on the front of his robes expanded, his arm falling limply to his side, the bow and its arrows disappearing in a gust of fog.

The smile on his face grew and then disappeared - as did the rest of him.




[ HP: ded
Target: Jake
Damage: 16 to himself~
FEAR: Y2 Chill ]

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[A.V.]

 

[keiifuu]

The fog rolled in, bringing with it the sound of something else, something more, something inhuman. The wolf materialized along the edges, prowling like a shadow between thick curls of fog, its maw opening to emit a soft, keening noise. There were creatures here that did not belong, and they were in the way, they were blocking his path home. The once keening noise became a reverberating snarl.

They were all in his way.

The wolf lunged out of the fog, its maw open wide and snapping at the first body it could find. It was heedless of any battle already in process, there was little left in its conscience apart from the call of home and the threat of these things in its way.

OOC

Total HP : 60 / 60
Damage done: 6
Targets: Jake, Pepin.

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Pepzilla

A.V

 

[kuropeco]

[ ignore this roll ]  

[Pepzilla]

Another form entered the room- one of a white coat and wielded a weapon. Pepin recognized this uptake as people dressed like Clerise and treated him with a calm demeanor. Quite contrary to that of Mengyao's reaction.

It was not her place to stop their fighting and even if it was the horseman was disintegrated into the fog in a meager strike or two from Jake. Then he burst into pixels, showering the room. For a moment she rushed over to dance through them but before she could a creature from the fog loomed in.

It was utter confusion- Pepin was so certain this was a good place full of folk like her but it seemed even other glitching figures were dangerous. But how could she tell?
-it snarled, then attacked the ghost ghoul. Jake was targeted too. "NO- no you can't do that.." Pepin gasped seeing the hunter struck. "We will go home with you but you have to let us-" Pepin screeched with an electric vibe then lurched up with arms raised only to backhand the wolf. Her fingers hissed and sizzled with contact, the pixels very vividly shred from her skin momentarily. "Hnng..." she whimpered when she pulled back. "h̭̭̝͕͉̺͔̞͕̊̑̒o̢̥͈̹͙͍͙̞ͪ͂̔̂m̝̩͔ͥ̾̂ͫ̏́ḛ̸̲̝̐̔ͮ͢͡" she whispered for a moment then shook it off.

[A.V.]

Kupuritama

HP: 34/40
Dmg: 5
Target: Wolf
Fear: I actually don't know what her other fear is ?_? but she has y2 headlights for sure