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Welcome delinquents to PHS #552. A few reminders, no rough housing, no running in the hallways, no cheating, and no talking back to your teachers. Beyond that, enjoy yourselves. After all these are the years you’ll look back on, and remember, you mother fuckers peaked too early.
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Public Highschool #552 was rebooted by Xereon and Aether. Content is copyrighted to PHS #552 unless otherwise stated. The skin is created by Wolf of Gangnam Style. The board and thread remodel is by Kagney and has been heavily edited. Banner Image Credit. Chatbox Credit
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COME IN COME ALL AND WATCH THE SPECTACULAR STUDENTS FROM PUBLIC HIGH SCHOOL 552 AS THEY PIT AGAINST EACH OTHER IN BAREKNUCKLE BEATDOWN! Watch as students go toe to toe on this little tournament with an unbelievable budget allocation! See them bite each other in arena made of LEGOS! Make each other bleed in an artificial JUNGLE!, even go as far as making them break bones under an artificial STORM! Really, HOW BIG IS THE BUDGET ON THIS SHIT! SO PLACE OUR BETS AND GO WATCH BAREKNUCKLE BEATDOWN NOW!
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A brand new group is on the making, The Apostles, a Pillar-like group led by none other than our brand new headmaster, Gregoire Girard. A student body that would lead students and enforce the law on this little school of ours. Little is still known about this student body, but who knows? It might just be what the school needs.
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A lunch box is seen last Friday, around 12:37:08pm with an encouraging note packed inside. This appalling display that utterly lacked manliness has left many students stunned and outrage, as some decided, after a long while, to speak out against it.
Full Story Here.
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FEAR - The Ghoul [EVENT]
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Post by Macht Stärke on Jun 12, 2015 4:17:26 GMT -5
| what the fuck why does this shit keep happening around me?! { tags } { words ### } { short notes }
That... did not go as planned. Usually, people either got squashed, or moved out of the way, but never in his life had Macht seen someone react to one of his throws so quickly, let alone by using someone else's face as a meat shield. His brow furrowed, and Macht was overcome with anger evident by a blood-curdling roar that would pass through his lips as his feet hit the ground. Whoever this was, they were going to pay. More than enough people had died around Macht in this lifetime, and like Riot, he was going to take this man by his neck and rip him the fuck apart.
"YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Macht roared, dashing toward the figure as he took hold of another student. "Get him now," the guy shouted, and Macht was going to do just that. Shoving the girl (Ruby) aside, Macht would jump up behind the figure and wrap his legs around his hips. He would clench incredibly tightly, so tight in fact that his thighs could shatter concrete simply from squeezing. And once his legs were wrapped around the figure, he would begin to rain blows into the sides of his head - the ears and temples, specifically - over and over and over, as hard as he could physically muster.
"I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU! WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!"
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Jun 13, 2015 1:24:37 GMT -5
The Ghoul screeched as the electrical current coursed through him, freezing him in place as Ruby hit him with the fire extinguisher. This would have likely attracted his attention had he had the ability to turn around. As the feeling began to return to it's body the Ghoul felt the strong legs of what Levi instantly knew had to be Macht. Levi was glad that the Ghoul, while powerful, was not the greatest fighter. The only issue was that Levi could feel the pain from the blows.
guh! Jeezus!
They were powerful blows and Levi/Ghoul's head rang as the first few hit home. It wasn't enough to knock the beast out, but the damage was considerable and taking anymore hits like that cleanly without a great trade was not advisable. Levi could begin to hear the thoughts of the Ghoul, though they only seemed angry, nothing clear yet. One thought managed to surface clearly as the electrical current ceased and the Ghoul finally regained control of his body.
Killllllll ALLL OF YOU!!! YOU WILL KNOW FEEEEEARRRR!!!!
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Post by Aaron Thorn on Jun 14, 2015 21:03:32 GMT -5
Aaron was continuing to dig underground. He had no clue what was going on in the world above him, but he was dedicated to bringing the shovel back to the shed. Though he dug a bit deeper and noticed ants! So many ants!
He yelped in surprise, hitting his head on the top of the tunnel with such a force, his head just popped up from under the ground. It wasn't like he was digging that deep, so this was highly possible, but it did look hysterical.
Aaron would look around the place trying to figure out what was going on. All he did was see people fighting this one guy. He didn't know what it was about, but it seemed pretty fun. He wanted to join, but he was stuck and didn't really know what to do. That's when the ants started to come. He almost literally flipped as ants were crawling on top of him and some of them were biting him. He made an "epp" sound that most wouldn't notice since there was so much commotion anyways.
Struggling frantically, Aaron managed to get all the way out of the hole. Now he was freaking out and in his haste to get away from the ants, he ran straight to the Ghoul, Macht, Noel, and Ruby. He still had the shovel and was swinging it wildly in his hands a bit like the hammer in super smash bros. (the blade is facing upwards.)
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Jun 15, 2015 3:05:08 GMT -5
With the sudden break in their assault, the Ghoul regained some of its senses after taking the first several blows from Macht. Quickly, the creature ripped it's arms from Noel's grasp, attempting to kick the boy away with a swift left kick to the gut, and grabbed Macht's left leg around the ankle with its right as shadows coalesced in its left hand. It would hold tightly as the shadows quickly formed a black dagger from the shadows. In a flash, the ghoul drove the dagger down harshly, into Macht's leg, just behind the knee cap, and dragged the dagger up his thigh, reaching the German's pelvis eventually if unhindered, tearing muscle and tendons with the dark blade. The Ghoul's cracked, raspy voice shuddered from it's lips for the first time as it made its move.
"SUFFERRRRRRRRR!!!!"
If it was successful in its assault and Macht let go, the beast would stagger and shake its head once more, still recovering from the harsh assault to its skull. After a moment, the Ghoul shot a cold glare towards Noel, determining the boy to be the reason he had been assaulted like that. The creature was becoming smarter, almost as if Levi's mind was helping the creature as the bond between them became stronger. Levi could now make out most of the thoughts going through the Ghoul's head, and though they were somewhat broken, they greatly disturbed him.
Kill the boy, then strong one! Yes yes! They will paaaaaay
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Jun 15, 2015 12:18:23 GMT -5
--- It was chaotic. Everything was spun into a world full of chaos. People were scared to to death. People were even fighting amongst themselves. The death toll for this day who knew what it might be if all this wasn't stopped. But what did Cereza care about these people? Nothing. No one in this area held any weight on her to make her jump into this fray. Those that were fighting whomever that dark being was none of her concern. Why should she engage when she wasn't being targeted? She shouldn't and she wouldn't. Maybe there were times for beneficial reasoning's she might consider for the long term purposes but this. No this was about self preservation. There was not a single life here that she would risk her own to save. No, they could play hero all that wanted that wasn't Cereza's scene.
~Snap out it. Stop watching. Just go.~
--- Her mind was telling her to leave but her body was barely moving. She wasn't frozen in fear but curiosity grabbed a hard hold on her. The need of wanting to know and the fact she was trying to assess all the same kept her in place. The thing that got her to move was a wild attack by a delusional teen charging at her forcing her eyes to snap towards him quickly side stepping like a matador to a bull allowing the boy to run into the wall behind her. That was it, time to go. But just as she was going to make a break to leave the sound of giggling caused her to stop dead in her tracks. Again she heard the giggling it sounded like that of a young child. Familiarity struck her hard. Her heart started to beat like it never had before. She knew this laugh. She shouldn't be hearing this laugh right now. Not now. Not here.
~A-Amara?~
--- Her heart dropped. No Amara couldn't be there. Her niece had no business being on school grounds. And there she saw her. Cereza's eyes widened seeing the little girl giggling and seemingly hiding in the chaotic sea of people.
"A-Amara?"
~No. No. Why are you here?~
--- The little girl seemed to disappear in the crowd but Cereza would still hear the sound of her infectious laughter. Now Cereza was starting to feel a sense of fear engulfing her. Worry for the safety of her niece grabbed her with the strength of a noose. Her eyes darted in every direction in search of the little girl she didn't know was just merely an illusion. Even then so, her niece was her world and the appearance of her in any form just altered everything for the teen. She wasn't one for being frantic but she felt herself slightly starting to panic.
"Come Auntie come play!" "Amara come here!"
"Come play!" --- The little girl giggled as she ran in the direction of the screeching Ghoul whom seemingly had broken free and was more than pissed. She couldn't let her niece go near that thing.
"AMARA!"
--- The scream sounded like that of a concerned mother loud and fierce. She wasn't going to let any harm come to her no. She was the one person now here; that technically wasn't; that Cereza would give her life to protect. There was no hesitation in how quickly Cereza would dart in the direction of the group approaching from the right. The person whom the dark form was eyeing to her was suddenly her niece and a fire lit inside of her as she quickly neared and would shoulder ram the Ghoul with her left if she was unhindered. If he turned towards her before hand she would tackle him instead and hopefully manage to get up afterwards by rolling to the side and quickly standing.
"I won't let you hurt her."
--- She spoke angrily from either position. Amara however would disappear in a whisk of fading giggle. Meanwhile before her a familiar face she secretly dreaded seeing had formulated shifting her eyes from a narrow to a hint wide eye. Why? Why was he here? How did he get here? How did she not notice? Of course she wouldn't notice Maverick was like the damn boogeyman. Her voice shook a bit saying his name, complete disbelief at once again being this close to him. The last time was at Saul's bar around Christmas but there was a saving grace there, before then she didn't want to recall but it was right there hanging at the edge of her memory.
"Ma-Maverick?"
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Post by Ruby on Jun 15, 2015 14:37:36 GMT -5
Ruby was pushed back by the red-haired boy, she she stared as he started beating on the ghoul. Her mind went blank, and she didn't know what to do... she was nowhere near as strong as that boy was, nor as brave... She turned her head to Anthem who had called her, but then realized that he didn't really have anything to say... Ruby stood to her feet and was about to run away when the Ghoul stabbed a dagger into Macht's leg and thrusted it up, ripping the muscle in his thigh like it was just mere fabric. Ruby let out a small squeak. What should she do?! There was no way she could fight that thing but-- The Ghoul turned his attention away from the red-haired boy and onto the blonde who had previously halted him from moving. A part of her wanted to scream out to him to run, maybe grab his arm and try to get him going... but it would likely be of no use. He looked a lot stronger than her--so if he wanted to fight there'd be nothing he could do about it... and if he did flee, well... Ruby would just be in the way. There wasn't much she could do... she was so much weaker than everyone else, it seemed, the best she was able to do was just be a mere distraction. She couldn't do anything like the two boys had...
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Post by Macht Stärke on Jun 15, 2015 15:54:43 GMT -5
| what the fuck why does this shit keep happening around me?! { tags } { words ### } { don't assume placement pls <3 }
One of the worst things anyone could ever do is pull a weapon on Macht. Why? Because his natural instinct to survive kicks in, the only difference being that before, he could hardly defend himself. Now, he could destroy anyone and anything that came at him, this assailant included. So when that knife pierced his flesh - even with his legs being crossed, and the cutting path being inhibited - he did not fall from his attack. No, instead, it was hardened, and the assailant would discover they were messing with a force unlike any they'd ever know in their entire life.
"FUCK! YOU!"
With a newfound strength, as Macht's leg was ripped open, his left arm would wrap around the ghoul's neck and tighten, threatening, and intending to completely crush the windpipe and make the fucker suffocate. His left palm would be pressed against his right forearm, which would be pulled in his direction, tightening even more, into a grip that the guy couldn't break apart even if he tried. Macht wasn't going to let go until this guy was dead. And if that chick with the hat went through with her shoulder-tackle and messed his attack up, well, he'd just fuck her up too.
//2x Jekyll/Hyde used: +10 Str, Dex, Con, -10 Wis, Int for 5 posts. -10 all stats after, unless more is taken. Str: 40(73) Dex: 40(52) Con: 40(60) Wis: 20(29) *Int: 25(31)
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Post by Deleted on Jun 17, 2015 15:40:16 GMT -5
Dietrich sat up against the wall and clutched his crippled leg. A feeling of helplessness washed over him. He wiped his sweat-drenched face on his sleeve, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. Keep it together, he thought. If you're going to get out of here, you have to keep it together. What's more, if he was going to get out of there, he was going to have to do it himself. For it had become abundantly clear that madness had taken over at 552, turning everyone insane. Having calmed himself, he opened his eyes and scanned the surroundings. First things first, he needed a splint for his broken leg.
As he looked around, however, he was distracted by something - a boy running down the hall, screaming hysterically, his arms flailing over his head. He had turned a corner and came hurdling down the hall before falling on the floor, writhing in agony, begging someone, anyone, to put out the flames. Dietrich could only stare in shock. Everyone else, in their panicked frenzy, simply ignored him. No one, not even Dietrich, would put out the flames. Or rather, they couldn't put out the flames, because there were no flames to put out. There was only a boy, rolling around on the ground, covered in a fire that only he could see.
It was then, in the presence of this imaginary fire, that it dawned on Dietrich. Was it possible? Was it possible that everything was happening in their minds? It made sense. It explained the voice he heard in his head only a moment ago. Not to mention the fact that despite everyone's hysterics, they had yet to actually see anything. But even if everything was in their minds, there still had to be a cause. Something had to be at the root of it. But what could spread fear through everyone this fast? Then it hit him, and his gaze went up, up to the vents above. That had to be it - the air. He remembered that it had a strangeness about it. In fact, it was the first thing he noticed before all of this craziness began. The pain and adrenaline from his broken leg must have helped him momentarily burn through the effects.
In this moment of realization, Dietrich's heart began to race. He covered his mouth with his arm and slowed his breathing as best he could. Keep it together, he reminded himself. Just keep it together. He spotted a janitor's cart nearby. Gathering his remaining strength, he crawled over to it and tipped it over, spilling water all over the floor. He grabbed a rag, wet it, and wrapped it around his face. Then he took a mop, unscrewed the head and, after wrapping his broken leg in his windbreaker, secured it with the pole, using rags. It was far from perfect, but it would have to do.
Now with his leg somewhat stabilized, he rose to his feet and shuffled along the wall, toward the exit. He was beginning to feel delirious. Luckily, everyone around him was preoccupied with their own demons so he managed to get through safely. He waited for an opening in the crowd and then, gritting his teeth, he pushed through the pain, through the exit, and into the courtyard, collapsing on the other side, spent. He had hardly anything left, but the will to survive, and even that was beginning to fail him now, as he could feel himself losing consciousness.
Keep it...together...
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Jun 22, 2015 19:24:53 GMT -5
Levi worried for his friend's safety as the Ghoul began to drag the knife up the German's leg, shredding muscle and ligaments as the knife was long enough to make it completely through Macht's thigh. Levi sensed the ceasing of his friend's barrage and saw the next move coming. He would have smiled if he could have as he mocked the Ghoul.
"Eat a dick you fucki-AAAAHHHGH!!!"
The moment he mocked the beast controlling him, his mind seared in agony as if it were on fire. The pain seemed to last forever, when in reality, it all transpired in less than a split second. Levi now heard everything clearly as a familiar voice was now in his head, but now it was synchronous with his own, and somehow, less primal.
Enough! I need you on my side if I'm going to kill the strong one...Macht...hehe...Not that you have a choice...
Levi's mind was numb and now he could only perceive what was going on with no cognitive reaction whatsoever as the Ghoul's presence was now part of his and yet dominated by it, and along with it, all of his knowledge and experience. With the Ghoul's speed and new found knowledge, it reacted in a split second, raising its right arm up and turning its head, narrowly managing to get it between its neck and Macht's vice grip before it clamped down. This would serve to avoid having its neck crushed, though Macht's grip would force the Ghoul's head to the side with its forearm mashed against its cheekbone. The beast breathed more audibly under the strain as it spoke again.
"Diiiiiieeeeee....."
Before another move could be made, Cereza tackled them from the right, benefiting from the brawl and being relatively unnoticed on approach, bringing them to the ground hard, landing primarily on Macht's gouged left leg and the Ghoul's left shoulder. If Macht had not let go, the Ghoul would dig its hand down into the wound that had only made its way about a quarter of the way up the German's leg, but plenty large for a hand. If successful, it would squeeze and rip anything it could to cause as much pain as possible as a large amount of blood was likely flowing from the wound at this point.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Jun 23, 2015 2:30:30 GMT -5
| what the fuck why does this shit keep happening around me?! { tags } { words ### } { don't assume placement pls <3 }
Macht wasn't the type of guy to give up, no matter what happened - even if the ghoul was somehow fast enough to rip through his skin and still block the choke, despite Macht's arms being right next to his head in the first place. But, on the ground, he could play to his strengths, no matter how much the guy decided to try and dig into the leg. The moment he dropped an arm, Macht capitalized on this, using one hand to dig into the guy's trachea and the other hand to rip his defending arm away, fingers digging into the tendon. As far as the guy could hope to dig into Macht's thigh, Macht could dig even further into his neck, and only one of these attacks was bad enough to kill someone.
And once the Ghoul was taken care of, Macht would deal with the bitch in the hat.
//2x Jekyll/Hyde used: +10 Str, Dex, Con, -10 Wis, Int for 5 posts. -10 all stats after, unless more is taken. Str: 40(73) Dex: 40(52) Con: 40(60) Wis: 20(29) *Int: 25(31)
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Jun 24, 2015 19:34:49 GMT -5
''To escape fear you have to go through it not around it."
--- When Cereza managed to shoulder whom she believe was Maverick in her delusion the force of impact briefly placed her off balance. In this momentarily lost of balance she would stumble towards the side falling into a roll and entering a kneeling position. This placed her a very short ways behind the two dueling with one another. Chaos echoed all around. Students and faculty members had lost their minds. Was this really different than any other time the school had come under some kind of attack? In some ways yes. The retaliation rate was not necessarily zero but at it's lowest. Folks were too caught up in themselves to deal with the source of the problem. To be honest Cereza was in no real better position yet all the same wasn't as crazed at as most of the others were. Dare to say it seemed subtle enough but still rose a reaction from her. This was a rare case to see only because she wasn't truly in control. Her reactions were more impulsive due to what tricks her eyes and mind was playing on her.
--- Cereza was smarter than this. She should've been wiser to know that essentially there was a toxin in her body. She was use to messing with different kinds of poisons, it was kind of her thing. So for her not recognizing it was saying a lot. That sudden sight of Amara was all the trigger that was needed. The little girl's image had long faded with her giggle as something new had formulated. Something Cereza did not want to see. Did not want to relive. She hated dwelling as it was and yet now it was more forceful than anything. The blood on the ground was extensive. Whomever it was from honestly needed to get medical attention and fast. The amount of blood that stained the ground did not look good for the injured. However the crimson liquid triggered a memory of regret for the young brunette. Before her eyes the images of West wrapping his arm around the neck of a teen boy as he pressed a gun to the boys temple presented itself. It seemed so real. How could this be happening? That was the past. It wasn't real, yet it had Cereza was frozen in place. She hated seeing this. She wished she could erase it from her mind entirely but that just wasn't he case. West smirked at her as the boy, looked at her. He was tired, broken, yet his eyes held such sincerity in his gaze upon her. Maverick's voice was sounded in her ear as his facade seemed to shadow over her. He wasn't really there but the delusion felt so surreal that she could feel his breath on her neck.
"Mmm.. look at him."
~....C-Caleb.. What the fuck is this?~
"What do you care? He meant nothing to you right? You didn't care about him..."
~... Stop...~
"You gave a shit about some dude that threw you to the wolves..While poor Caleb here gave a damn about you...But you killed him my song bird."
~...No..I-~
--- She tried to cast her eyes away but Maverick grabbed her jaw and turned her face back. Apparition or not it felt real enough. Though the boy that West held was no longer Caleb. Cereza's eyes widened at the new person taking Caleb's spot. Why? Why was she seeing this? Maverick continued to taunt her viciously.
"Look at him! Here we go all over again right? Another you don't give a fuck about right? So I can end this little charade yes?"
~..Wait..Le-Levi? Why?... No.~
"No you don't give a damn about him? Good, let's watch his blood spill too then."
~....I....STOP!~
--- Everything was happening so fast for Cereza to process what she was even doing anymore. Her right reached into her pocket and in her delusion pulled a switch blade but in reality it wasn't that. Quickly yet fumbling, almost scampering she got to her feet as in her thoughts the illusion was building to West pulling the trigger against Levi's temple. What the fuck was this? Why did she care? But she was already making a run taking to lunge thinking she'd make it in time but the gun had been went off. She didn't make it to stop his death. As she lunged her hand would be slamming down on what in her mind she thought was West's foot wanting to stab the switchblade in there. But in actuality in her lunge her hand had slammed down on Macht's waist the item in her hand back lashing and zapping them both upon the contact it should've made considering no one could see her approach from behind. Too much chaos and screaming to even hear footfalls. Her body would hit the ground with her hand extended and paralyzed in place on the boys waist. Honestly she hadn't the faintest idea what had just happened like why she couldn't move but all she knew was next to her, well in her hallucination was dead eyes staring at her. Caleb's body... that again morphed to Levi's. This is shit.... she needed to leave.
[Used: -- Gag Buzzer: 1 use item. This gag buzzer paralyzes both you and the person you use it on for one post. Only activates if it makes contact with target.]
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Jun 24, 2015 21:07:04 GMT -5
The Ghoul had no intention of giving up either and though massive blood loss and what should have been excruciating pain was not enough to stop the German, the Ghoul kept its wits about it and paid attention as Macht released the hold. The creature had no intentions of giving the boy free use of his arms again and so the second his right arm was free from the hold, the right arm that was just recently smashed against his face would quickly form a dagger and attempt to use it's speed advantage to stab clean through Macht's attacking wrist to try to sever the tendons and large veins there, holding the knife tightly as Macht's other hand grabbed his hand holding the knife.
If the Ghoul succeeded and Macht pulled his hand, he would certainly win the contest of strength, but it would now drag the knife through his arm if he wasn't careful. If the Ghoul's initial counter attack failed, it would rear it's head back as much as it could and try to tuck it's chin down to protect it's neck, leaving the next move up to Macht as it's left hand remained inside the boy's leg, doing what damage it could manage while trying to preserve its life, completely unaware of the fear gas inhibited girl making a move behind them.
It was all up to how Macht handled himself in these moments.
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T3: Kurai buki-ko <Dark Armory>: The ghoul molds dark energy to create an implement that extends from its hand(s), arm(s) or can simply be held in his hands for 1 post and dismissed at any time. Not all implements must be weapons and creating a non-weapon implement is always an option. The user may create two weapons at once at no additional cost, however creating a second weapon later costs additional uses. Used three times now.
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Post by Shugo Yuy™ on Jul 1, 2015 23:05:08 GMT -5
you're gonna make it boy ---------- but by the skin of your teeth Crack! Gulp! A hand would wrap around Cereza's wrist, my left hand, with a strong grip before yanking and twisting her wrist hard. The force was enough to snap most people's wrists. At the same moment my foot would be thrown into her back as I let go of her wrist and pivoted around on my standing leg and threw my right arm up into the air. In my right hand was the metal bokken I had retrieved from the ship. I aimed the blade of the bokken to hit up against the knife made of dark qi energy aimed at Macht. I didn't play on blocking the attack entirely, but I was hoping that my powerful swing would at least slowdown the attack and give Macht enough time to counter the attack. I looked the Ghoul dead in the eyes as my body was left open for him to assault in my attempts to protect Macht. A defiant look filled with resolve stared through the Ghoul. I spoke through the black mask on my mouth helping ventilate the black mist some. "One more time... Macht fight by my side one more time." @ tag # # # 1x Jekyll and Hyde: +5 Str +5 Dex +5 Con -5 Int -5 Wis for 5 posts. -5 to all stats after the drug has worn off, unless more is taken. Use of two pills at once stacks stats, not posts, but results in -10 to all stats when worn off. 1/5 posts used STR|46 DEX|43
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Post by Aaron Thorn on Jul 2, 2015 23:39:16 GMT -5
Somehow Aaron sort of bounced off the crowd around The Ghoul and was now laying on the ground all spread out with his shovel. It was a bit comical really and looked like something out of a cartoon.
Within a few minutes Aaron would sit up and check himself to find that nothing was broken. It was a long fall, but he has built up some resistance in the past weeks, which came in handy now.
Standing up he looks over at the crowd. They seem to be fighting or playing a game. Aaron can't imagine why people would be fighting, so he assumed they were playing. Smiling he would run over with his shovel all happy-like.
((OOC: Sorry for not posting, short hiatus happened.))
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Jul 3, 2015 1:16:22 GMT -5
Shugo's attack would succeed in somewhat slowing the Ghoul's attack down, though it had still somehow succeeded as Macht seemed to hesitate at just the wrong moment, allowing the beast's knife to skewer the man's wrist straight through the middle. This would likely hit some large veins and sever many of the ligaments that met close to the wrist.
More bugs!?
Shugo would however succeed in distracting the beast, who would react in an instant, and would have little time, given the range and speed, to react to a concentrated beam of dark energy flying towards him from the creature's mouth, aimed at Shugo's center of mass. The beam threatened to pierce straight through the man if it made contact.
Kill the swordsman too!
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T5: Kurai ketsumatsu <Dark Ending>: The user can fire a beam of shadow energy from their mouth that goes in a straight line and pierces any targets it hits. The first target is hit for the full value of the user's Int stat (base+items), and every subsequent target after that would take full int divided by the number of targets. I.E. Second would take 1/2 Int, third would take 1/3, fourth would take 1/4, and so on.
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