Zel spun his chain up again and this time had a much better success, managing to wrap the spiked links around the other dragon's leg. He tugged a bit, but the links didn't hold and the spikes scractched against it's hide as it returned to him.
"Well Judgement!" He called to his partner. "We will slay this beast yet!"
Was he particularly happy it had healed? No - but he was sure they'd have it down in no time.
Description: Aezeloth-Justice is a Shadow with rust-red outlines and eyes. He carries a spiked-chain made of shadow. He looks very much like his student form - save that his wings are a bit more tattered and frayed at the edges. A good example would be here!
Math
11-6 = 5
Poke mattix
Aezeloth did 5 damage to Pokerus!
Face your demons
Face your demons rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 1Total: 8 (2-16)
Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2013 11:03 pm
If Amarus had discernible teeth she could grit, she'd be doing it. The Rook had healed itself, apparently, and was now on the offensive again. Amarus nodded in approval as Justice landed a successful hit, though she was in awe at Jericho's powerful blow just moments before it; she, herself, whipped the meteor hammer back to her hand and dealt the creature a slight blow with the whiplash, recovering the lantern end to herself.
She sneered under her mask, and looked over at Justice. Protection? How long did she expect that to last her, in the face of the Black Kingdom's revenge?
Description: Amarus-called-Judgement is a humanoid Shadow creature, whose face is covered mostly by an elaborate cloth mask embroidered with pink-purple highlights. She wields a meteor hammer, at one end of which there is a blue runic shadow-flame: her ability in combat.
Poke mattix
Amarus is dealing 2 DMG to Pokerus.
Torvil
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1 and 5 ...
1!
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2013 11:06 pm
generating number o3o
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Name: Mitsu Current HP: 11 Rank: Pawn Target(s): Character kingdom: Grief Character's Miasma Colour: White Blessing points: 3 White Kingdom Ability:
☠ Players are able to access one of the 5 stages of grief (based on the Kubler-Ross model) once per battle. However, players are only able to access the stages at random aka please generate a number 1 to 5 to see which specific stage you may access! Afterwards, please roll 5d4. Depending on which stage, the player also receives a recoil in return! Grief can be quite painful, after all.
She was nearing her end, as she tried Mitsu found she couldn't stand anymore. Her wounds were too dire and needed attention but she couldn't stop to look at them now. Struggling she tried to lift herself up, her legs wavering and taking her to her hands and knees this time. Her breath was coming in quick and labored and she shook with fear remembering the way Kat and Madeline had died. She was going to be next wasn't she? "I...I don't want to die." She whispered in a hushed and frightened tone.
Her hand weakly clenched at her rifle, her body shaking as she pulled it closer. This really couldn't be happening could it? This was just a terrible dream, it had to be. Maybe later she would wake up in her bed ready to face another day at the clinic. It was probably the stress of dealing with so many patients that had caused this dream. She had been thinking about Shun a lot lately so it was likely that was why he was in this dream. He wouldn't truly hurt her. Not that man she met. He seemed harsh but she could tell he had a kind side hidden under his rough exterior.
Lifting the rifle with all the strength she could muster she dead aimed it right at Shun's midsection, her eyes looking a little wild like she wasn't entirely here. Perhaps it was the shock of battle or maybe she had already begun slipping from blood loss. It wasn't hard to see the effects on her face with the way she was paling out and how red her uniform now was.
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Name: Mitsu Current HP: 8 Damage taken: 25% Rank: Pawn Target(s): Shun Character kingdom: Grief Character's Miasma Colour: White Blessing points: 3 White Kingdom Ability:
❶ Denial When in Denial, players are overcome with a sudden sense that everything around them is not happening; it’s unreal. They begin to reject reality and as a result are able to ‘deny’ (ie. negate) most damage done to them. Players take quarter of the damage (round up) as recoil.
Jericho soon was headbutted and received her fangs in turn. Letting out a roar of pain, the dragon then began to claw at the other dragon, trying to pry her away from him.
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Name:Jericho HP: 23 Target: Poke Damage: 2 Blessing:3 Kingdom: Shadow Pawn (Dark Herald) Kingdom ability: MISFORTUNE TELLING Appearance: Currently a shadowy dragon about the size of a horse.
Marzena was unsure if she should be unhappy at this. The Shadow dragon certainly seemed so. After seeing her kingdom fall and experiencing that grief, she kept wondering if it was worth it to take down all the other kingdoms just to reclaim this. It was a conflict within herself, but she took in a deep breath.
Justice, this is a battlefield. She told herself sternly. There is to be no deliberation here or you could fall.
And so, her whip lashed out once again.
poke mattix
I am attacking Pokerus for 0 damage! WOW MARZIE WAT
OOC
Current HP remaining: 40 HP Damage/ Healing/ Defense done: 0 Target(s): Pokerus Rank Ability : Pawn (Dark Herald) --Adaptation *unused* Kingdom ability: Misfortune Telling Character kingdom: Black Character's Miasma Colour: Black Character description: A lithe Shadow with dark blue accents in her hair, dressed in a pelt, lacy bolero and high boots, all in grey-ish dark colors. Blessing: 2
Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2013 11:21 pm
(( ENTERING ))
Merope ran through the portal, his shadowy robes flapping about him as he clutched his staff tightly. What was he thinking? He was being selfish. He wasn't looking out for anyone else, but then again who was looking out for him?
He could only look out for himself, as futile as it was. Merope knew Amrita would seek to take Aymet down. Who else knew? Who else wanted to end the dream? Merope didn't want the dream to end. There wasn't anything waiting for him back in Amityville.
Something stirred within him. A dark, bitter feeling of hatred and loathing for the living. He recognized this. Was that truly how Aymet felt? It... It suited him. Not Aymet. Merope. Hatred, envy, loathing; he pulled on these feelings to toughen his resolve as he searched the fields for Aymet in order to defend him.
Physical Description: A Shadow with defining, illuminated teal-blue lines. Much of him is hidden beneath a simple hooded robe. His beastial form is much like his true undead sea serpent form. While as a humanoid Shadow, Merope wields a staff with his draconic form's characteristics complete with a lantern hanging from its mouth.
Shun froze for the moment as he heard her speak her fears of dying. They went straight through his heart as if she had just shot him there right now. For a split second, he forgot that this was a fragment. He wanted to hold her. Tell her that it was alright. That he would protect her.
But no.
He was here to kill her. And with a powerful blast, he felt her attack rip straight through him. Staggering back, he soon felt some of his own blood dripping down from beneath his armor. He just barely managed to stay on his feet after that strike. Taking a deep breath, he stared at her form. In his eyes, were a sense of sorrow that no others would see should he be the one to try and kill them.
The reaper moved in on her, and wrapped his arms around her form, sinking his daggers into her as he did so. He leaned in, before whispering softly into her ear, "Aishiteru.. Please forgive me..."
The figment likely didn't know what he just said, and he probably shouldn't have said that much. But he couldn't help himself. This wasn't like the time where he destroyed the golem that looked like Mitsu.
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Name: Shun HP: 29 Target: Mitsu Damage:11 Blessing: 3 Kingdom: Red Knight (Tiger) Kingdom ability: Summons illusionary wolf that allows for a second attack before retaliation. This allows the target to strike back twice as well, however. Apperance: Dark haired male wearing dark leather armor. He seems to have a number of blades on his person.
Inu-Mitsu
Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2013 11:30 pm
The Black King stepped onto the field of battle, moments behind his bishop. The Tournament had already begun, and the sight of his warriors tearing into their enemies filled him with pride. He would see this battle to the end, and any others that stood between him and the title he sought, the crown he would deprive the other, weaker kings of.
"Give up now, little White pawns, or face the vengeance of the Black Kingdom!!" he roared at the opposing army, a seething shadow. "I am the True King, and we are the True Kingdom!"
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Name: Shadowlord Aymet, the Black King Current HP remaining: 258/258 Damage/ Healing/ Defense done: N/A Target(s): N/A Rank Ability: Can recruit any player at the cost of their HP. Kingdom ability: Misfortune Telling (Roll 3D6. 1st die = def, 2nd die = dmg, 3rd die = heal) (UNUSED) Character Kingdom: Black Character's Miasma Colour: Black Blessing Points: 0 Character description: The Black King is a creature of pure shadow, currently standing about ten feet tall. He is pure black, with blue accents, frayed wispy wings and tail, and few visible features. He can be identified by his crown.
She could tell her strength was starting to ebb, the great wounds inflicted on her body bluring into a mass of blood and torn scales, dripping down her flank as her body heaved to keep her airborn. Again the troops on the ground saught to take her down, a set of spiked chains digging into her back leg and threatending to take her out of the sky for good. Her breathing was raggered.
She knew she wouldn't last much longer.
As jericho's claws took even more of her life, she thrashed weakly trying to get the other away from her. But in her movements she tried to get a glimpse of where everyone else was. Especially Mitsu. She was worried for the shifter.
Her worries were confirmed as she saw the one whom had attacked her before. She was bleeding badly, being cradled in this arms. Who the hell the guy was she had no idea, but her powerful eyesight showed her the truth. She could see her body cease to move. Time slowed down for a fraction as she realized that Mitsu was gone. Another comrade was taken from her.
The Drogiam Closed her eyes, unable to stop a tear appearing. It hurt. It hurt knowing so many of them were dying. She was going to die, there was no doubt about that. With this brute fighting and the others targeting her as well. Grief seized her heart. Her kindgoms namesake. How ******** fitting.
Though she could not grieve now. She had to move past all the spots and get right to acceptance. But with that accpetance she knew that perhaps, she would meet Mitsu on the other side.
But now without taking this ******** with her.
"You are a powerful foe." She told the dragon. "And if the battle was more fair, you'll probably would of won. But since I'm about to die I'm going to just end it the ******** right here. My friends are dying. And while I'd prefer to fight you again I don't have the time or leisure.
She began to pull the miasma in around her, the Voice's blessing given to the troops. A sicking gift in her opinion, but one she chose to use right now. The miasma began to circle around her body, And with a finall roar she sent this gift right at the other Drogiam.
"Don't worry, I'll be following you shortly."
OOC
Name: Pokerus Current HP remaining: 7 Rank: Rook Damage done: 8 Target(s): Jericho Rank Ability : USED UP Character kingdom: Grief Character's Miasma Colour: White Blessing points: 3 Character description:Dragon!
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Pokerus is using the blessing On jericho!
Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2013 11:35 pm
This was the end, she could feel it. Her rifle slipped from her grasp and clattered against the ground. Somehow it was almost comforting to have Shun hugging her, even as he brought death in doing so. His words made no sense to her but as her mind faded she knew one thing.
"Red really is....a pretty color.." She gasped her lungs already filling with blood. "In another life...promise.." And shortly after everything went black.
[[Exit to Death Solo thread~]]
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Name: Mitsu Current HP: 0 Rank: Pawn Target(s): --- Character kingdom: Grief Character's Miasma Colour: White Blessing points: ---
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Face your demons rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 5Total: 6 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2013 11:37 pm
"You have been found wanting, creature of Grief!" Amarus finally spoke, addressing her opponent. She was overcome with the desire to tear the wings off of the opponent she now viewed as pathetic. And their comrade would fall because of it.
But he would be avenged. If not by her, then by Justice; if not by them, someone of their kin would carry this torch.
They would not let the fallen go unspoken for.
In the heat of the moment, Amarus barely missed her opponent.
Description: Amarus-called-Judgement is a humanoid Shadow creature, whose face is covered mostly by an elaborate cloth mask embroidered with pink-purple highlights. She wields a meteor hammer, at one end of which there is a blue runic shadow-flame: her ability in combat.
Poke mattix
Amarus is dealing 0 DMG to Pokerus.
Torvil
FACEY IS
Currently Sleeping
Enoh Love rolled 2 12-sided dice:
11, 10Total: 21 (2-24)
Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2013 11:37 pm
Amrita stepped through the portal, blinking in the sights; a full on battle. Black vs White. Part of her wanted to comment on the situation from a moral standpoint, but let's be honest; there were plenty of room for shades of grey. Or maybe purple, in this case.
It didn't take her long to spot Aymet in the crowd. He was imposing, a dark blotch on the battlefield...but more than that? He was loud. For a King, he really wasn't all that concerned about self-preservation and honestly? She had to admire that. Granted, that was a trait this fake Aymet stole from her real Aymet, so...she'd have to tell him one day, that he was a reckless idiot in every incarnation, real or imagined.
Hopefully she'd get the chance to tell him that, one day.
The Awakened Queen took a look around, making sure the majority of the Shadowlings were busy with their own battles. When she was satisfied, she couldn't wait any longer; she had to make her move now, before she wouldn't get the chance...before Merope warned him about her. She didn't charge, she merely walked right up to her King, standing beside him as if ready to fight for him.
"All Hail the King." She hissed out almost sadly as she stepped forward and turned to face him, swiping both sets of claws at his unprotected face.
AstaraeI
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Name: Amrita, "Eldritch Advisor of the Black Kingdom" but also kind of a Traitor now. Current HP remaining: 60/60 Damage: 15 Target(s): AYMET LOOK OUT SHE'S A TRAITOR Rank Ability : Overpower - *Unused!* Kingdom ability: Misfortune Telling - *Unused!* Character Kingdom: Revenge Character's Miasma Colour: Black Character description: A shadow creature with glowing yellow eyes. IDK SEE AVATAR
Aezeloth hissed and howled with rage as the Dragon attacked his ally. Oh - Revenge would be his for sure...
Spinning his chain once more he swung it at the beast once again he could not find purchase for his chain, but he was sure leaving lots of marks on its hide with his spikes.
"HAHA! TAKE THIS FOUL WORM! YOUR GRIEF HAS JUST BEGUN!"
Description: Aezeloth-Justice is a Shadow with rust-red outlines and eyes. He carries a spiked-chain made of shadow. He looks very much like his student form - save that his wings are a bit more tattered and frayed at the edges. A good example would be here!
Math
11-6=5
Poke mattix
Zel is attacking Pokerus for 5 damage
Face your demons
Heading to bed!
In bed
Sleeping and then helping move stuff tomorrow - will be on later in the afternoon/evening.
