Mengyao kicked out again, determined to free himself of the vermin that plagued him, and hoped that Lifen was not somewhere that she would also be tainted by such things.
The elf crept forward, slow and sure of himself with both hands gripping at the air--ready to latch onto her pant-leg. Who knew a look so joyful could also be so sinister.
Minerva did her best to keep a flat, unreable expression, sending Blythe out for a second run. But she was closer than before to the creature's void, and her attacks were doing nothing to keep the elf at bay.
"Back off!"
((Apperance: 5'1, long curly hair, tan skin, hazel eyes. Carries two sickles. Doesn't smile a whole lot. Distance: 14))
If Mengyao had been one for swearing, he would have, but such things were uncouth and not to be used lightly.
As it was, he gave one last, ferocious kick and the little elf dissolved with a shriek, dissipating into grey. Mengyao straightened, smoothing down his robes and making sure nothing was out of place.
Before Jerry had known what was happening, Xiu had been on top of him, hands around his neck, air stopping in his throat as the world seemed to dim... He was almost passing out when suddenly she was gone and he was able to right himself, coughing and gasping for air...
Fog whisked around them, and a familiar figure was not so far away... wait... was that... Julie?
Distance: 21 Your Character's HP: 53/60 Fear/ Charges used: 0/3 Bonus Battle Effect: Sun Hunters gain a +3 attack buff (+3 for full) .Add +1/2/3 attack to your final attack. (PVP) Runic Items OR Artifacts used: Not applicable Damage: -
"Cold words, Ryan. Cold words." Wilson chuckled, then stopped. "Yeah, I think I did too." He shook his head. He raised his hand toward the boss once more, but then spotted another moon trainee that was getting close to the vortex. "Hold that thought, Ryan."
He walked over to bash the elf's head with his cannons. Wilson tried to smile at Saya from behind the mask. "Need a hand?"
AJ just annoyed by the elves, not only his, but all of them. The laughing sounds, or better say, shrill giggles bothered him. Besides the elves, he noticed that some humans, aka the hunters were having a shocked face, staring at the fog-like creature and ignored the drag. What were they doing? Did they not knowing it was dangerous to be dragged? Anyway, the shrills from the elves haunted him, dragging him into his own memories. Recalling the elves in the Santa's workshop, he saw those toys being made and then destroyed though they had lives. The elves, yes, the elves they knew those toys were alive but still disowned them, feeding them to the furnace. The only reason they gave was
Misfit.
Even misfit toys had lives, but the elves didn't care at all. They couldn't hear the crying of the toys, they couldn't feel the pains of them. They are merciless. AJ knew well because he counted himself as a misfit too. He disapproved the behaviour of those Christmasland elves. He felt the elves on this place disgusting. In his ears, the laughter of the elves became teasing from his neighbours.
"Who do you think you are? You're just a WINGLESS!" "You are NOTHING!" "You don't belong to here, MISFIT!" "LOSER!"
"ENOUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
The boil suddenly growled, with his fists tightly held. Bloods were dripping from his hands and he was shaking and taking deep breathes.
He knows.
He always knows there wasn't a place for him. He doesn't belong to anywhere. No friends, no family, just him. He tried to meet as many people as possible to fill up the gap in his heart, but nope. He didn't have any true friends, no one ever cares about him.
No one.
AJ was haunted. By a nightmare of bad memories. "Please....leave me alone..." The boil asked feebly.
==================== NOT ATTACKING
[Distance: 10] Elf's HP: 25/ 25 Damage: N/A
Your Character's HP: 19/ 30 Fear/ Charges used: Y1 BC Bonus Battle Effect: N/A Runic Items OR Artifacts used: 3 Peppermint Candycane Distortion used: N/A
Just as his vision started to clear, Jerry felt tiny hands dragging him forward. With a snarl, he hauled Roar around, his finger tightening on the trigger, "GET OFF OF ME-" He croaked as the shot rang out... it just grazed the elf, unfortunately, the little thing still clinging hard...
Distance: 21-5=16 Your Character's HP: 53/60 Fear/ Charges used: 0/3 Bonus Battle Effect: Sun Hunters gain a +3 attack buff (+3 for full) .Add +1/2/3 attack to your final attack. Runic Items OR Artifacts used: Not applicable Damage: 2 + 3 bonus = 5 Targe: Elf (20/25)
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