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Jun 9, 2017 16:04:49 GMT -5
Post by skadi on Jun 9, 2017 16:04:49 GMT -5
It had happened so fast.
One minute, they had stood together, attacking the beast like it was any bounty quest. Perhaps that was the problem; this was a raid, not any normal fight, and that was precisely why so many were present. Each and every one of them was needed. In an instant, Anya was gone from her side, and there was nothing she could do to stop it. Skadi bristled, distracted as her head turned to follow the woman. She only relaxed not when she saw that Anya was standing, but that she wasn't rushing right back in to the fight. Skadi knew she would return when she had been healed, and so she turned to swipe at the ogre to draw its attentions away.
Roots began to form into a plant golem, more fighters added into the fray, and Skadi didn't even mind as the monster's attention turned from herself onto something that was not real. Her first instinct had been to step into the monster's footing with glacial teeth, but so as to avoid friendly fire on the summon she instead raised her hand, unleashing a hailstone rain on the target instead.
Anya would return to her when she was safe and sound. Her task at hand was clear; to keep the monster occupied to the best of her ability.
//hardmode: off. 3/3. skadi freaks out when seneca is hit with the club, relaxes only when she sees she's going towards healing so that she can focus on the battle at hand. notices and appreciates Garrand 's golem, for the most part is just still fighting iglis. probably my final post here on skadi.
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Jun 9, 2017 17:33:39 GMT -5
Post by Aleister on Jun 9, 2017 17:33:39 GMT -5
[attr="class",screamlyrics"]THIS COBWEB OF SICK BLOOD  [attr="class","screamlyrics1"]OUR HONOR IS THE HOLY BLOOD | [attr="class","screambod"]For a moment Aleister stopped his assault on the troll, trying to listen to what the guy who was trying to give him orders was saying. Only to just never hear the guy finish the orders, due to getting smacked into the ice by the troll of course, though he wasn't aware of the reason that the guy stopped and chose to just shrug it off instead. He more then likely wasn't gonna listen to the random guys orders anyway, he had his own guild to take care of and make sure made out of this shit alive. Turning his attention to Mustang again Aleister blurt out a quick "Hey I think its just healing now, just beat the hell out of it don't even bother tanking." as the Troll stood back up from the onslaught of attacks and began healing. It was a decent idea in his mind, after all if an enemy isnt fighting back theres no reason to not push the offensive. Noticing his good pal Draum finally showing up Aleister would shrug his shoulders at Mustang again while once again blurting out a quick "Time for some cool shit anyway man." Consuming one of the ice charges in his spear Aleister would activate his Elemental Wrath skill, changing form until he was almost as tall as the troll, now taking the form of a large Ice Elemental. With a cool smirk on his face Aleister would hold a hand out in his Ice Elemental form, a large spear that looked more like just a plain icicle popping up in his hand. "Hey Draum, back me up alright!" He bellowed up in a smooth but deep voice as he began striking at the Troll with the spear in one hand, and throwing blows at the troll with his massive icey fist that wasn't holding a spear. Summary: Hard mode on!! 2/3 posts. Just kind of ignored raynauld 's orders since he never got to finish saying them, said more things to mustang , used Elemental Wrath and transformed into an Ice Elemental to help fight Iglis better, is just a little bit shorter then the troll now, yelled things at Draum and attacked the boss with a big spear and punches RPw7Y5|D |
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Jun 10, 2017 14:54:06 GMT -5
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Jun 9, 2017 18:54:14 GMT -5
Post by Draum on Jun 9, 2017 18:54:14 GMT -5
The brunette would turn his attention back to the main battle as it was bombarded with a hail attack coming from what he could make out as some lady wearing a skimpy outfit. Staring at her attack for a bit, his attention would yet again shift to his friend as he did his big and flashy giant transformation shit. The brawler would sigh and a roll of his eyes as the opportunist yelled for him to back him up.
He’d quickly equip his boney gauntlets, beginning to activate a skill, until his friends form was quickly shattered by the troll. He’d pause for a moment, stunned as his friend began to pixelate before him and the troll simply went back to regenerating. He’d almost lose it there, until he remembered that his friend had an item that he called a ‘do-over.’
Laughing lightly, the brawler would pull his hair back, tears beginning to form in his eyes as his memories returned to him.
“Thank god.”
He’d whisper to himself after letting out a sigh of relief, wiping the tears from his eyes.
Activating Rising Rage, paired with Fury’s Incarnation, a set of bony/fleshy gauntlets taking over both pairs of his arms as he rushed in, delivering punches wherever he could land them on the troll, the sets of arms becoming more and more wicked looking with each punch, more and more damage stacking ontop of them.
Summary: Hard Mode Off/ Watched skadi do her ice stuff and Aleister get shattered. Laughed at him and started punching the shit out of Iglis. Get out of the way or go down like the rest.
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Jun 9, 2017 19:02:23 GMT -5
Post by seneca on Jun 9, 2017 19:02:23 GMT -5
[attr="class","bang"] [attr="class","bangimg"] [attr="class","bangtext"]Smart kid, Anya thought, her eye following the Paladin's departure to join the front lines. With the defender out of earshot, she gave all her attention to the utility. Her expression fell upon seeing the item that she had stolen and had given to him only to be left for dead. Her lips curled back, not in the mood to hear bullshit this time. "You better make it good," she warned. He was lucky that her priority this time wasn't something as petty as revenge. She could care less.
Upon hearing his ultimatum, Anya's blank expression shifted into a clear frown. She was a woman of her words and that was precisely why she had to issue her own revision of the deal. "Tell you what, you heal me now and I'll go back to deal with the fucking troll. I'll forget you were even here and leave you alone for today. I can't guarantee what will happen if we cross paths outside of today so do your best to make sure that never happens, ja?" If he was lucky, maybe she'd even die here. The Slayer sighed, awaiting the male's answer.
If he should heal her and accept, she would walk away without another word. Skadi was more important to her than a scrawny fucking imp and she wasn't going to leave the woman's side just because she was a bit wounded. Fuck that shit. [attr="class","skills"]thinks index is smart for walking away from them. makes a deal with catharsis to get heals and if he does heal her, she'll go off to find skadi and leave him alone. [attr="class","bangtag"]ez pz [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[googlefont=Oswald][newclass=.skills]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;padding: 10px; border: 1px solid #ccc; text-align: center; width: 300px;[/newclass][newclass=.bang]background-color:#fcfcfc;color:#444;padding:40px;width:350px;border:solid #eee 1px[/newclass][newclass=.bangimg]margin: 0 auto;width:250px;height: 269px;background:url('https://vgy.me/ridOkK.png');margin-top: -10px;position: relative;z-index: 2;[/newclass][newclass=.banglyric]width:200px;margin-top:0px;font-size:20px;text-align:justify;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:Oswald;line-height:27px;position: relative;z-index: 1;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;width:325px;text-align:justify;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.skills b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.skills:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag span]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 9, 2017 19:36:20 GMT -5
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Jun 9, 2017 19:35:44 GMT -5
Post by hex on Jun 9, 2017 19:35:44 GMT -5
as per usual, the woman arrived late to the party. the notification for the kingslayer had popped up while she was in the middle of her 'nap', was she really supposed to go right then? no. she finished relaxing before making her way to the boss. hopefully by the time she made it, the boss would be close to death, she could grab the loot and leave. free loot was the best loot, after all.
players were already engaged deep in battle as she made her way through the cave to where it opened up. everything was cramped with the players that gathered to fight the boss inside a cave. who thought putting a raid boss in a cave was a good idea? it was bad on the developers part, but whatever. it's not like she could change anything.
hex arrived just in time to see some player stab into the eye of iglis, followed by another player, a familiar face this time, doing the same. seneca. she recognized the girl from a quest they went on once killing mushrooms. the caster hoped she didn't walk in to see her die as a club from the troll was tossed her way. the woman seemed more than okay as she stood, but there was no relief to be had. the boss stood still and in place, not making a move.
while the boss was unmoving, hex took the time to move in a bit closer. holding her broomstick in both hands, hex slammed the stick against the ground over and over, waves of fire expelling from the ground where she hit. anyone near the woman would gain a buff to their damage.
summary: hardmode- on. watched caritas and seneca stab the bosses eyes. watched as seneca gets knocked backwards. came closer to the boss and used burning spirit to buff anyone in the near vicinity.
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Jun 9, 2017 21:20:24 GMT -5
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Post by Aleister on Jun 9, 2017 21:20:24 GMT -5
[attr="class",screamlyrics"]THIS COBWEB OF SICK BLOOD [attr="class","screamlyrics1"]OUR HONOR IS THE HOLY BLOOD | [attr="class","screambod"]Perhaps Aleister just got a bit too used to breezing through these raids without being in any danger at all..or the boss wasnt as distracted as he thought it had been. Because only a few brief moments after starting his attack the Boss had punched him square in the chest and sent the ice elemental Aleister down to the ground. Though the punch wasn't the problem, the problem was what came next when the Troll punched the roof of the cave and knocked several stalactites down from the ceiling above. With a loud THUD the icicles collided with the transformed Aleister, knocking him out of his transformed state. Sure getting knocked out of the transformed state wasn't too big of a problem, but the situation changed completely as one last stalactite fell from the ceiling above. Before Aleister even had a second to act the sharp piece of ice went right down through his chest, the spiked icicle shattering completely as it struck the ground underneath Aleister's back as it impaled him completely. With a loud hacking cough Aleister spat pixels out of his mouth, even more pouring out of the now giant hole in his chest. This definitely seemed like it for him, his health was completely at zero and he was already starting to turn into pixels, starting from his toes and working its way up the rest of his body slowly. While his life flashed before his eyes he thought about the game a lot more then he thought he would, he had met some people he already considered the best possible friends he could of ever had in this life inside this death trap of a game. He even met and fell in love with a certain blonde someone. As the thoughts about his guild and chirp ran through his mind Aleister forgot about the Resurrection charge completely, just welcoming the bittersweet embrace of death that was approaching him. Sure he was being a bit selfish and dying on his guildmates, no, his friends, here but it just kind of started to happen you know? He was ready to just let go, to stop having to fight to survive every day, to stop worrying about whether he'd wake up to another friend dead with no explanation as to how it happened. But as his memories faded through his mind for what was almost the last time Aleister remembered something, a promise he made to Chirp. He promised her that he'd get out of here somehow, and he'd come find her as soon as he was out, no matter what. Aleister wasn't really one to break promises, to anyone, let alone to his dead girlfriend. Plus it'd be hard to explain to her why he died too instead of keeping that promise. At what was probably the last second before he was just dead and gone for good Aleister activated his Resurrection Charge. His body appearing whole again in the game in a flash of white light, his health bar also being completely at full now. Not even up to his feet yet Aleister pushed his spear out towards the troll from where he laid on the ground, barely managing to hit it and siphon off an elemental charge. He was gonna need that. Struggling up to his feet Aleister activated his Radial Orbs ability again, three more snowballs starting to float around his body for a moment before he reached out to grab one of the orbs. Tossing it up like a baseball he'd smack it with his spear and send it flying in the trolls direction, the orb hitting and making a little explosion. Though the most important part was the elemental charge it gave Aleister back, a charge for the Crystal element, a fused element that he had gotten before by combining two steel ones together. Glancing over to check for himself what element he got Aleister actually wasn't surprised by it, of course it was the pink one, of course in his second chance at life the first thing he did was get Chirp's favorite element of his. Once again activating his Elemental Wrath ability Aleister was transformed into a somewhat familiar looking Elemental. The Crystal elemental looked like the ice one for the most part, with the exception of being pink crystals instead of smooth ice. As well most of the elemental's body was covered in spikes, even its fists were. Aleister couldn't just sit around and mope anymore, he couldn't be sad anymore, he had to fight and survive to make it out of her to keep his promise to Chirp, even if it meant visiting her grave once he was out. Charging forward at the Troll again Aleister sent a spiky pink fist at the Troll's jaw, hearing the things bones snap and crack from the force of his blow before the troll just began healing again. For a moment Aleister lost control, just sending blow after blow after blow at the troll now that the two of them were the same size. Only for the elemental form of Aleister to open up its mouth and begin shooting out sharp pink crystals in the trolls face, he was gonna take a page out of the other two people's book and blind this damned thing. He just wasn't gonna let up with the onslaught of spiky crystals until the thing was good and dead, he wasn't gonna give the change to keep regenerating its eyes. Summary: Hard mode on!! 3/3 posts. Just started dying, ramped up the feels by thinking about Draum , June , mustang , qilin and of course chirp . before he used his Ressurection Charge at the last possible second to come back to life. Stole another element from the troll, used it for radial orbs and hit one like a baseball bat at the boss to get a random charge. Got the crystal charge because of course he did, used Elemental Wrath and became a crystal elemental. Looks identical to the previous ice one but pink and more spiky. Just snapped a bit and started whaling on the boss with blows before taking a page out of caritas and seneca 's book and spewing sharp pink crystals into the trolls eyes, blinding it over and over again so people can take advantage of the bosses new disability. |
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Post by kingrex on Jun 9, 2017 22:23:52 GMT -5
[googlefont="Open+Sans"]  
 | Rex grit his teeth and gave a frown towards Naomi, “Hey—Hold on a second ju--” She yanked him right out of the spike with little resistance, though it still felt someone had just jabbed him with a damn taser, “EH-FUCK!” Carlo squealed in his raspy tone before slumping some on papilion as he caught his breath. Mallard just stood there behind the two, fiddling his hands together in a fit of anxiety. He'd winced up when the woman pulled Rex from the icy spikes, “Thank you miss Naomi! You did real good! You saved the Boss!” He complimented in his burly and shaky helmeted voice. If this had been the real world, surely all the healing powers that went into patching up Rex would have been enough to cure cancer and type 2 diabetes. index, Garrand, and catharsis all healed the ass shit out of the soldier enough he could of very well been glowing green with an extra life bar. “I'm good! I'm fucking fine! Leave me alone!” Rex eventually fussed as he'd brought over far to much attention, though most of them probably left on their own. He'd catch a glimpse of raynauld taking charge, this is why he'd secretly considered the guy as a second in charge sort of dude for his Guild. He was doing a good job, and they were making decent enough progress on this ugly fucker. If Naomi was still there, he'd make sure there wasn't any time for sappy shit, “Alright, let's go! Back at it!” He'd demand, shoving past her or anyone else to get back into the fight... “Mallard! Get your fat fuck'n ass up there already!” Rex barked towards his summon, the beefy man in futuristic armor nodded his helmeted head quickly and reached for his massive weapon, slinging it to a side and holding it there as it powered up. “OK boss! I'm going!” He chimed back, his entire body being covered by some sort of static looking kinetic barrier of crimson color. Rex would spend the rest of the Raid back at the front, hiding behind Mallard as the tanky soldier blasted the troll with a spray of crimson energy projectiles that came from his unnecessarily large chain-gun. Ray had already taken hold of the situation, and he wasn't going to steal that from him,so he'd play along with the crusader's plans until things ended... Summery: Rex gets the shit healed out of him, and goes back into the fight with his Summon. |
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Jun 9, 2017 23:19:40 GMT -5
Post by catharsis on Jun 9, 2017 23:19:40 GMT -5
 GIVE ME ALL YOUR ENERGY
LOVE ME LIKE AN ENEMY Catharsis waved half heartedly at Index as he made the smart decision to just turn and leave the presence of the pale woman. Must be nice to have the option. He stared blankly at her frown, narrowing his eyes just slightly when she made a point of giving him a specific counter argument. She didn't seem like the type who would waste time in a fight on purpose. The only reason for her to do that, as far as he could tell, would be if it mattered to her. "As if I would be so lucky." He hissed in response to the idea of never running into her again. If he actually believed that would happen, he wouldn't be bothering to try to bargain this while she didn't have much other choice. The moment he was about to snarl a, "Hard Pass." and just bail, he saw a man nearly die and was reminded of just why he was here as Carlo ran off protesting something about being fine. Maybe next time he should double check the guy's health bar before healing him; it'd become a habit to just assume the guy was in critical condition. "Fine." He relented, casting a bond of compassion on the woman and hoping the large burst heal might at least be mildly appreciated. Unlikely, but worth a shot. The moment she sprinted off, he took a step back to keep an eye out for anyone else who might need help. ezmode 3/3. waves bye to index , nearly says fuck no to seneca but relents after nearly seeing Aleister die.
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Jun 10, 2017 0:20:33 GMT -5
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Jun 10, 2017 0:20:10 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 10, 2017 0:20:10 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] I want to fall into this dream [attr="class","otlbody2"]Everything was happening at a much faster rate than he had ever anticipated it to be. His own blade visibly sparking and colliding against the mass of flesh that was this troll dubbed the kingslayer. A title that would have been significantly cooler had it been bestowed on the claymore. Nevertheless the charchoal haired man focused in his best on drawing the aggro, a smirk growing across his face.
As he heard familiar voices and faces pass his vision, including his guildleader. He atleast had hearded his call, and at the excitement of seeing something potientally cool from the one who rallied them under one banner he shouted "Hell yeah dude! You know if everyone else is coming?!" before backing away for a moment. The soreness was beginning to over take his body, the fantasy monstrosity was hitting hard. Harder and far more resilient than he had ever perceived. A fitting test of his skills as his first raid to participate in.
The sudden assault came and went, until it halted abruptly. Throwing it's weapons aside as to begin to heal. "Fucking hell." The charcoal haired man cursed as he took the chance to back away. Mustang was enthralled with the fight to even notice the causalities. Recounted and checking to make sure everyone was safe, he looked behind him. Their leader had been knocked flat of his ass, a large ice stalactite impaling him through the chest.
His heart dropped into his stomach as he dropped his sword behind him, rushing to the blue haired man. "Fuck...fuck... not now." He muttered in a panic and genuine concern. Despite his instinctive action, a blinding flash of light appeared where the man fell. Seemingly returning just fine, he let out a sigh of relief. "Fucking scared me dude. Don't do that shit again!" He warned with a smirk creeping onto his face. Taking the initiative he patted Aleister lightly on the shoulder before turning back to rush into the action once more.
Seeing the man charge head long back into the fray was inspiring to all, and with a laugh he would point back to his leader. "That's my boss!" He gloated for moment, shifting to a new position of attack. Scooping his broadsword off the floor and standing within a far enough vicinity to buff Draum putting in work. Despite the previous mocking of his death, he was still his teammate that was in need of all the help. His sword slashing up and down across the troll as it attempted to out heal their damage. [attr="class","otlnotes2"] 426 ♦ @all the people ♦ hard mode 3/3 feelsy shit post about Aleister before charging back in to buff Draum this is a catch up post im so srry [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[newclass=.otl2]width:300px;padding:30px;text-align:justify;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color:#999;line-height:14px;letter-spacing:1px;background:#fcfcfc;border:solid #e8e8e8 1px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlimg2]margin: 0 auto;width:100px;height: 100px;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-ms-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-moz-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-o-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);background:url('http://i.imgur.com/S7vHKMh.jpg');z-index:999;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyrics2]color:#ccc;letter-spacing:2px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:7px;text-transform:uppercase;width:295px;height:120px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-98px;line-height:8px;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyric2]color:#0D3451;font-family:Georgia;font-size:14px;text-transform:uppercase;text-align:justify;margin-top:-10px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2]width:295px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2 b]color:#0D3451[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2]font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;margin-top:5px;color:#aaa;line-height:13px;text-align:center;text-transform:lowercase;[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2 span]color:#0D3451[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 10, 2017 0:22:00 GMT -5
Post by raynauld on Jun 10, 2017 0:22:00 GMT -5
At least he wasn't required to help take out the boss at this point due to his overall damage being fairly low in single-target fights. That was fine by Raynauld, since he was currently still stuck in the ground with no obvious way out.[break] And so, he chose to struggle against his current fate. Mercifully, the clubs soared over his head when they were tossed. And when Aleister chose to brazenly ignore everything he'd said to create an organised front only to be struck by falling ice, Raynauld could only think of one thing, just like back when Nexon fell:[break] Good.Anything worrying about that train of thought could have been dealt with later, when the raid boss was defeated and he wasn't encased in the ground. For all his newfound strength in this game, though, Iglis had chosen to strike him fairly hard to trap him; only a quick flick of the shield kept him from being impaled. Given the sound of gunfire, Rex had managed to get himself freed from his predicament; between him and the others, he had plenty of time.[break] Summary: Raynauld is stuck in the ground and no one's helping him, which is fine as it's keeping him from being obliterated by the boss. When Aleister gets his shit kicked in, though, Raynauld mentally applauds it, entering dangerous thoughts territory. With kingrex now freed and leading the charge, though, he's free to focus on extracting himself from his impromptu prison.
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Jun 10, 2017 0:49:12 GMT -5
Post by MAGICMAN on Jun 10, 2017 0:49:12 GMT -5
IT'S ME THE MASTER OF THE GAME LOOK AT WHAT I'VE DONE TO THIS WORLD
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easy mode so basically he's followed hex in here, kinda watches everything and stays back because he's not dumb (just reckless) and watches Aleister almost die. so he's just waiting to leeroy pretty much. | Being late was better then not being there at all, he assumed.
It was with a sigh as he found himself near the raid. The only reason he was even near here, was because his guild leader was here. He wasn't going to let her be here without any kind of support, to say the least. His lips pursed, even as his eyes looked around, trying to assimilate the situation. Firstly, the troll didn't seem to be all that active right now, which was a good thing. Yet, even then it wasn't just still - he could see it's health bar regenerating with a decently pace. Clicking his tongue, he reviewed his knowledge of trolls - what little he knew.
Video games weren't strangers but they weren't his thing.
Generally he just absorbed the magic system and ignored the rest. Tapping his fingers against his tigh, the male thinks. He doesn't really want to help these people, but his guild leader is out there. Clicking his tongue again, he shakes his head as some keep fighting - and some almost die doing it. ''Morons.'' he mutters under his breath, before his eyes look a bit more. He'll decide to move depending on what he finds is the best answer, so for now? He'll just hang back and watch a bit more, because that was the best plan.
And it meant he didn't have to interact with these people. |
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Jun 10, 2017 3:11:01 GMT -5
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Post by hex on Jun 10, 2017 3:11:01 GMT -5
hex watched on the battle, idly running the bristles of her broom against the ground. it was only a moment before she noticed the entrance of magicman, one of the members of her coven. bored with her current position, she walked over to the man with long strides, a smile on her face despite that battle happening behind her.
"magicman!" she greeted him as she came closer. "glad to see your here. i don't think anyone else in the guild is." the woman crossed her arms with a frown. "i need to kick their butts into gear, hardly ever showing up to anything!" she tsked, but let the smile onto her face once more. "but i'm glad that you're here! thank you for showing up!" she turned away from the man to focus her attention once more on the raid boss. "doesn't really look like much does he?" the question was more rhetorical, but she still asked the question out loud.
"i guess i should do something. you should come if you feel like it." the woman let out a sigh and once more moved closer to the boss. with her broom gripped tightly in both of her hands, she was ready to cast whatever spell was necessary.
summary: hardmode- on. notices MAGICMAN and starts rambling to him while watching everyone fighting. gets closer to the boss to see if she could help more.
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Jun 10, 2017 14:56:26 GMT -5
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Jun 10, 2017 14:52:54 GMT -5
Post by Draum on Jun 10, 2017 14:52:54 GMT -5
Watching his friend get to work on the troll, the brawler would stop his punching to just watch as the once blue haired man, now a pink crystalline giant, spam the shit out of the shit troll with his cheap ass attacks.
Chuckling a bit more, the brawler would continue his onslaught, feeling a little different as the effect of his guildmates buff took hold. He wasn't sure how to really describe the buff but he knew it was doing something.
Looking at the troll, the brawler would clench his fist tightly, the muscles of the gauntlets flexing in the process as he rushed at its legs, attacking the back of one of its knees with a flurry of punches, taking out a leg briefly as the boss kneeled down, stunning it for a bit as he backed away, making sure not to get too gutsy and end up like his friend, that basically died not to long ago. Boy is he gotta get on his ass about that.
Summary: Hard Mode Off/ Watched Aleister do his cheap shit on the troll. Took notice of mustang 's buff. Took out one of Iglis' legs. Lol, just a final shitpost for rewards.
Get out of the way or go down like the rest.
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Jun 10, 2017 16:50:45 GMT -5
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Post by avarice on Jun 10, 2017 16:50:45 GMT -5
theo had felt noel turn in his arms, fingers intertwining with his -- and for a moment all he had wanted was to keep the other near. it wasn’t due to the hesitation of the fight nor the small, lingering fear that twisted his thoughts at the back of his mind; but simply because theo wanted to feel noel against him. his hand gripped noels for a second, watching as noel lifted his hand up to kiss it before leaving; and as theo stood, staring at the figure of the boy move away, his hand closed tightly, trying to keep whatever feeling that stained his skin there for a little longer.
however, despite what he felt, theo knew they had a job to do. the same hand that noel had held so tightly before lifted and with it followed the objects floating around his neck. this game had a certain charm to it but, he guessed, something like this would need it considering the dangers everyone had to face. he waited, watching as others attacked the raid boss in all directions, barking orders to friends or guild-mates; ignoring those that fell to him. it was rude he guessed, but his only concern was keeping noel alive and listening to twenty different voices telling him things was only going to cause more problems.
targeting noel through the crowd was as easy as sending one of his beads to embed itself into the giant body of troll; and within seconds the object was gone, leaving the invisible cord keeping them around his neck to the boss. it sunk in, digging itself into the bosses flesh where it lay, allowing caritas its effects for the remainder of its time there.
theo hadn’t thought noel would be so aggressive in this fight, nor had he imagined watching the other aim his weapon towards the beast's eye, successfully landing the hit and hearing the creature scream in agony over the attack. it was a rush of excitement that flowed right beside a fear that caused his feet to move, pushing himself towards noel and deeper into the fight. his eyes were trained on the other only to leave once he noticed the troll fall for a moment, throwing its two clubs in the direction of the two attackers that took its vision. while his attention flashed towards seneca for a second theo was focused on noel, rushing towards where the other was; hoping that the outcome of this raid wouldn’t mirror that of the other.
HARDMODE • OFF
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summary: watched caritas leave to attack the boss, using [mark of greed] to allow increased attack speed and lifesteal to the virtue. sees the boss get angry and starts to move deeper into the fight in order to get to noel after watching the boss throw one of its club at both seneca and caritas
notes when you dont wanna post but toast yells at you constantly since you got on
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Jun 10, 2017 17:04:01 GMT -5
Post by skadi on Jun 10, 2017 17:04:01 GMT -5
A man nearly died, one she did not recognize, but Skadi did not flinch away from her position, drawing up glacial teeth to both buffer against one of the ogre's blows as well as injure it. Many more would die. The best she could do was make sure that those who remained got home. She felt a buff, maybe more than one, not recognizing the source but grateful all the same. Pulses of fire lapped at her feet beneath her, and yet it seemed only to strengthen her ice. It was uncanny.
An ally, then, and not one of the kingslayer's many traps.
She glanced over her shoulder, spotting the foxfire nearby. Hopefully, she was not too close to the beast's attack range, but it was difficult to tell. She gave a nod of appreciation, before turning to bash against the beast while he was down, being maimed by the man who had died, or nearly died; she recognized him only by his nameplate. With Anya returning to her side, healed, Skadi broke into a grin and lashed out towards the monster with another hailstone rain followed up by slices and bashes from her shield, intent on giving the beast the best she could muster.
//summary:: saw Aleister nearly die but not, appreciated hex's buff, took advantage of aleister's attacks on the monster and started attacking anew once seneca returned to her side. i lied.
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