TeeG at 07:19, 12 January 2015

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TeeG at 07:19, 12 January 2015

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 :'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Staren flings the card away. "You're dodging the question! Is that all you do now? Hide?" He sighs. "...I hope you become ready to talk /before/ it's too late."<br> <br>
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 :'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Staren looks rather confused when one of the cultists he's fighting suddenly turns and fights the zombies. They... were being /mind-controlled/?!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;...You couldn't have known, Staren. You couldn't have known. You can't think about it now. You have to press on!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Suddenly, some people are holding their heads and clenching their teeth. "What? What is it?" He looks into the darkness ahead warily.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;An undead monstrosity and what must be the head cultists behind this. And... the assassin's name is Pinkamena? Is that... is that long for Pinkie?!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And then all hell breaks loose, possibly literally.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Staren sees the worms coming through the portals -- One shoulder rack empties, three more missiles spreading out to hit each worm and the pillar with a great ball of ionizing fire. It probably won't be that easy, but he can hope!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Archmagister warns about listening to the giggling. "What giggling? I don't hear any giggling!" he shouts back, then takes aim at the head cultists...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;But Mortimer is shouting at Nettle not to hurt them. "Mort... Are you sure about this? Twilight says we need to take them down!" He fires sporadic beam cannon shots off into the undead horde, trying to leave himself room to talk.<br> <br>
-:'''{{#var:470|Pinkie (470)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Join us~."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"<span class=" bold_fg_y bg_n ++ hy">Join us~.</span>"<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"<span class=" bold_fg_g bg_n ++ hg">Laugh!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"<span class=" bold_fg_b bg_n ++ hb">Giggle!</span>"<br /><br />"<span class=" bold_fg_c bg_n ++ hc">Revel!</span>"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"<span class=" bold_fg_m bg_n ++ hm">Chortle!</span>"<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"<span class=" fg_m bg_n ++ m">Chuckle...</span>"<br /><br />                               "<span class=" bold_fg_r bg_n ++ hr">Kill yourself...</span>"                               <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Pillar's mental voice resonates, growing from a whisper to a gnawing, nagging, voice in the back of the mind. Pinkamena is about to leap in a murder attempt of her own when she simply collapses to her knees, wretching.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Her mask reeks of blood. She rips ot off, and spends the next moment upheaving the contents of her stomach from the withering mental assault, which means this is in the hands everyone else, while the twins try to get her on her feet.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"She's too far gone. Farther than I am." Muttered to Mortimer as she hides her face in her hair.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And then everything is a blitz. Cheese Sandwich isn't oging to get to plan that party, when Ness leaps from the higher level, he's quick on the draw and brings up... An accordian to his defense, which is the only reason the HIgh Profile Assassination isn't fatal. But he goes down with a gasp, coughing and spluttering blood as he's taken out of the fight right then and there. But before the Federal Agent can dip his feather Maud flings a ball of necrotic energies of searing pain and agony at him.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I'm sorry... Who are you?" The laughless necromancer monotones at Charr. A lazy wave of her hand and the Grinning Worms are darting forward, each as big as a bus and gnashing fangs, as Laughing Dead Zombies shamble in, with phantasmal, sharp-toothed ghosts giggling after them. They immediately lunge for Staren, Homura and Kyra in the ensuing fracas while the stallion monks charge Maud. She seems to stare through them as they arrive, and her focus ends up turning to the task of flooding the two with that murderous dark magic.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It leaves her fully open from behind, and the CRACK of ribs from the telekinetic unicorn blast makes her lurch forward.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"... Ow..."<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;... Then grenades go off. Chunks of blood, ichor, and rotten meat go flying as the Pillar wobbles, briefly distracted from its mental onslaught while Maud is sent tumbling, shards of metal and shrapnel embedded in her robes.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"... I'm kind of annoyed now..." Mused as Maud wipes blood from her mouth.</span><br> <br>
+:'''{{#var:470|Pinkie (470)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Join us~."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"<span class=" bold_fg_y bg_n ++ hy">Join us~.</span>"<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"<span class=" bold_fg_g bg_n ++ hg">Laugh!</span>"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"<span class=" bold_fg_b bg_n ++ hb">Giggle!</span>"<br /><br />"<span class=" bold_fg_c bg_n ++ hc">Revel!</span>"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"<span class=" bold_fg_m bg_n ++ hm">Chortle!</span>"<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"<span class=" fg_m bg_n ++ m">Chuckle...</span>"<br /><br />"<span class=" bold_fg_r bg_n ++ hr">Kill yourself...</span>"                               <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Pillar's mental voice resonates, growing from a whisper to a gnawing, nagging, voice in the back of the mind. Pinkamena is about to leap in a murder attempt of her own when she simply collapses to her knees, wretching.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Her mask reeks of blood. She rips ot off, and spends the next moment upheaving the contents of her stomach from the withering mental assault, which means this is in the hands everyone else, while the twins try to get her on her feet.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"She's too far gone. Farther than I am." Muttered to Mortimer as she hides her face in her hair.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And then everything is a blitz. Cheese Sandwich isn't oging to get to plan that party, when Ness leaps from the higher level, he's quick on the draw and brings up... An accordian to his defense, which is the only reason the HIgh Profile Assassination isn't fatal. But he goes down with a gasp, coughing and spluttering blood as he's taken out of the fight right then and there. But before the Federal Agent can dip his feather Maud flings a ball of necrotic energies of searing pain and agony at him.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I'm sorry... Who are you?" The laughless necromancer monotones at Charr. A lazy wave of her hand and the Grinning Worms are darting forward, each as big as a bus and gnashing fangs, as Laughing Dead Zombies shamble in, with phantasmal, sharp-toothed ghosts giggling after them. They immediately lunge for Staren, Homura and Kyra in the ensuing fracas while the stallion monks charge Maud. She seems to stare through them as they arrive, and her focus ends up turning to the task of flooding the two with that murderous dark magic.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It leaves her fully open from behind, and the CRACK of ribs from the telekinetic unicorn blast makes her lurch forward.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"... Ow..."<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;... Then grenades go off. Chunks of blood, ichor, and rotten meat go flying as the Pillar wobbles, briefly distracted from its mental onslaught while Maud is sent tumbling, shards of metal and shrapnel embedded in her robes.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"... I'm kind of annoyed now..." Mused as Maud wipes blood from her mouth.</span><br> <br>
 :'''{{#var:454|Mortimer Balman (454)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "I'm some-rrrgh!" The VOICES. So aggravating as to be PAINFUL. "I'm-Ugh!" Mort falls to one knee when chunks of blood and shrapnel invariably fly into his body- which, fortunately, shields the twins. But then Pinkamena's words come to his mind. The flames that lick around his skull cast a long shadow over his face. "...I'm sorry, Maud. Nettle." His voice is firm and even, probably inaudible to anyone else in the room who isn't right next to him as he stands up like a statue. "Hold nothing back." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Nettle's body suddenly materializes into realspace, looking extremely cross. Her eyes are boiling points of red and her mouth has cracked open so wide, and is so filled with pointy teeth that she looks like some grotesque Langolier. She begins chanting those horrible profanities again. Ghostly purplish flames appear, somehow looking both very close and yet very far away. Faint outlines of screaming faces can be seen within the tiny pyre lights, which float around the room- like carousel horses- but only for a few moments. Then they start to converge on Maud.. If it weren't for all the noise, maybe some people might hear the flames /screaming/ as they try to envelop the poor, broken necromancer. If you looked closely, some of the flames might even seem a bit like skeletal arms, reaching out for hugs.. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Though it's not the kind of hugs that make a person feel better. The opposite of that, in fact.<br> <br>

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TeeG at 07:19, 12 January 2015

TeeG at 07:19, 12 January 2015

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