[ GM PRP ] The Prison Corridor (THE END P 28)

[Scyerline]

From Zone 1 to Zone 1

It was hopeless. It seemed like no one was going to save her. Hazel decided to call out for help another time, "HELP!"

HP: 10  

[its me debz]

In an act of desperation, Clerise went back to the prison area, where they'd been freed.

Nope. No dice.


[[ clerise is in -> THE PRISON AREAZ zone1 ]]  

[Syusaki]

In which Wilson was still admiring the scenery.

Whatever man. He was going to smell the damn roses, gas mask or not.

HP: 50
Zone: 3  

[Yayoi]

She wasn't quite happy about the pet comment from the Death Horsemen. But honestly she didn't care what he thought. If he wanted this Hunter whatever.

Turning on a heel, she spotted Eisheth tossing her chain about and headed in that direction. Watching as it struck a Hunter. "Eisheth!" She ducked beneath the retracting chain and scrambled up a fallen piece of ceiling before coming down on the Hunter the Horsewoman had been fighting. Her knees planting into her chest to take her down before the Jiang Shi rolled to the side, out of the way.

HP: 40
DMG: 8
Turn: 3/5

Eight

ramenli

santime

 

[Molten Tigrex]

Another Famine horseman clambered from the shadows, too late to help fell the hunter. Still, it was good to see they had not lost their touch.

"Your teamwork is impresssive," he remarked to the horseman and student. The horseman was vaguely familiar, definitely of Famine, but Mahir had never been particularly good with names, at least the names of others.

Eight

MAHIR SEZ HI

santime

MAHIR SEZ HI

yayoi

MAHIR SEZ HI

HP: 40/40
TARGET: Candace
DAMAGE: 0

1/5  

[ramenli]

Soren looked down at the huntress, the perfect image of humanity. Weak. Pathetic. Hopeless. It looked like she was about to cry and she was so damaged that she wouldn't even keep her grip on her weapon. Crouching down he picked up the staff, holding it with a look of disgust as he weighed it in his hands.

"You're helpless," he informed her, voice flat. Cold. "Does this thing mean anything to you?"

Chimarii

Soren's prey~

 

[Eight]

Candace was hit once, twice..a third time.

Annnnd down for the count.

HP: 0/60 wtg guys wtg  

[chiickadee]

"Everything," Ami croaked out, reaching for the staff. It was pathetic really. Her body wasn't moving at all.

All she could do was flex her fingers a little.

Junpei, on the other hand, kept wavering in and out, trying to dissipate, but at the same time staying summoned. It was like he couldn't focus on one form couldn't keep it all together.  

[Blade Kuroda]

"Oh man. Drawing all the aggro!" Deryk whined as he just barely dodged an attack from a dragon kid. Wait. He looked familiar... Not now. Not now. In any case, he ended up getting shocked again by the zombie.

He must have had something about him that made students want to kill him. This wasn't the first time students have tried to jump him like this.

"Th-That's the plan!" he shouted at the dragon before grinning nervously at the zombie, "No thanks. Outstayed welcome. Hope you don't mind. Nope!'

He thought of fighting back. But quite frankly? There was no way he could fight with a hidden blade while carrying someone.

Which was unfortunate seeing how the kids managed to herd him back to the prison area.

"Oh for the love of..."

HP: 45
Location: Prison again
Carrying: Ceres

ol-j-man

lilwolfpard

iizbot

 

[medigel]

Unfortunately for Hazel, her cries attracted a rather eager horseman. D:

"Mmmmm." It was a purr like sound from a very tall, tanned executioner that greeted the Hunter. With a beat of his wings Shikoba leapt forward and dealt a few shallow cuts with his lengthened nails.

"Scream, little human. I so enjoy the sound."

HP: 40
Damage: 2
Turn: 1/5

Scyerline

 

[ramenli]

Soren looked thoughtful.

((AKA IGNORE THIS))  

[Baneful]

Rep had only just spotted Harrison in the ranks of the hunters Medea launched the lava.

For a moment his entire world seemed to stop in its tracks.

"Ace" it was a mere whisper, his eyes wide, feeling like his heart had been ripped out of his chest, like his blood iced to a standstill.

He had lost everything. Everything. There was nothing left. He'd been treading emotional water before - suddenly nothing else even mattered, he was running to the front line flat out before he even knew what was going on, his mind on sheer autopilot. Everything else faded to irrelevant greys.

Somewhere Medea shrieked, the sound didn't matter. He hoped she was ******** dead. What did matter was that somehow along with the shriek, Harrison was back, not burned, not that horrifying image seared onto his thoughts. Somehow there was another chance. There'd been too many miracles today, he wasn't about to chance it for another. He caught a glimpse of the flash of Allan's weapon, the sweep of Cael's. They had to get the ******** out of there. They had to.

He leant down to pick up the dazed hunter, perfectly ******** willing to murder anyone who got between him and the other man. He'd lost Jordan, he couldn't lose all he had left. He'd had it up to here in his day and was completely out of ******** to give. For a second it was less a retrieval and more a hug of relief. He felt like he could breathe again.

With him hefted in a princess carry, the second person he'd had to that day.

Speaking of.. the thought raised a little flag in his mind and he glanced back the way he came. Rin. She thought she was ******** crazy. She might not leave with the others. He couldn't forget her again after not even knowing she was here.

Turning back he all but charged back in the direction of where he'd been, arched over Harrison protectively as he did so, he yelled back at her loud enough to almost make himself hoarse, his tone desperate and pleading.

"Rin. This is escape is real. Its REAL. I swear to ******** god. Trust me, get out of here, get back and I'll ******** give you some of my hot chocolate." But the horsemen were everywhere and he was an obvious target, he couldn't linger - he had to leave, he had to get them out of there before they got cut off and were trapped forever. At most he could hope to buy her a diversion, most people tended to go for the loud redhead in a crowd.

He didn't look back as he ran, head down through the crowds, all he could do was follow the flow of the crowds, he had no ******** idea where they were, if they were even heading in the right direction, all that mattered was getting the ******** out of there intact before the horsemen ripped them to shreds.

[[COLLOSEUM 2]]
HP: 50
Carrying Harrison.


 

[Syusaki]

This was when Wilson noticed one of the hunters had fallen over.

Actually, on closer inspection it was Candace (that was her name right? He had only talked with her once or twice if he remembered correctly.)

He took off his cannons for a moment to sling her onto his back. "Alrighty then."

Eight

 

[santime]

Scyerline

Eisheth went back to the beginning of the corridor: some of the hunters were trying to sneak out exploiting the chaos around. She spotted a red-headed female hunter who seemed to be lost, and quickly attacked her sending her chain towards the girl.

HP: 40
Attack: 2/5
Target: Hazel
Damage: 1