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  • #228933
    relishness oblivion
    relishness oblivion
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    The bone spike penetrates through the thin veil of crimson ichor holding back those delicate ropes of intestines, just waiting to spill out. The needle would sneak inside, a splatter of blood spewing out momentarily upon entering, mottling Gruff’s face in blood. For a moment, there is a strong tug, the needle and tongue find it hard to move about and actually rip a much larger wound out. Eventually, after slight movement was created, a spillage of blood and guts poured out of the creatures abdomen in large amounts, as if a flood gate had been opened. The creature merely gurgled lifelessly, dying incredibly quickly as its head slumped downward a few seconds after its intestines spilled out onto Gruff.

    Intestines, blood and gore would coat Gruff in a thick crimson ooze, getting into his wounds and eyes, spilling into his maw and sliding down his tongue. The creature would merely twitch at least once, before falling off over Gruff, the corpse pinning him down, but would easily be able to be moved.
    ===
    Tazia (I believe I messed up the turn order last time, my sincerest apologies Ladies and Gentleman.)
    ===
    SWINE CHOPPER#1 [HURT – CUT ACROSS FACE, SHOT THROUGH NECK]
    SWINE CHOPPER#2 CORPSE CORPSE [DEAD]
    SWINE SLASHER CORPSE [DEAD]
    SWINE DRUMMER#1 [CUT ACROSS FACE – FATAL,]
    SWINE DRUMMER#2 CORPSE [DEAD]
    SWINE BRUTE [HEALTHY]
    ===

    Spoiler

    -=-TURN ORDER!-=-
    Verdun
    -DM POST (depending if individual has performed an action.)
    Tam Lin
    -DM POST (depending if individual has performed an action.)
    Tazia
    -DM POST (depending if individual has performed an action.)
    Ibrahim
    -DM POST (depending if individual has performed an action.)
    SWINE DRUMMER
    -DM POST (depending if individual has performed an action.)
    SWINE CHOPPER/NATALIA[if she goes first instead of the other swine chopper, then this isnt needed. however she will have another SPD check again.]
    -DM POST (depending if individual has performed an action.)
    -SWINE BRUTE

    [collapse]

    ===

    VanityPirate - "Banished to the elephant graveyard"

    Blood trail killer - "It's like a thumbs up but with Parkinson's tho."

    #229058
    Outis-aka-nobody
    Outis-aka-nobody
    Participant

    Thankfully the big beast that had somehow snuck past Tazia earlier did not escape her attention this time, especially as it launched a tree at her. With a quite “Whoop,” she ducks low, feet sliding on the filthy ground and almost resulting in her doing the splits. However, once the tree is safely past her head, she gets her feet under her again and begins backing away from the pig man. “Et tu, Brute?” Tazia says, more offended sounding then anything. She didn’t move to defend herself, but her Stradivarius was no longer in her hands.

    My characters are terrible, stupid, useless people.

    #229224
    relishness oblivion
    relishness oblivion
    Participant

    The oak log would soar overhead, missing Tazia’s skull by the nick of her teeth, tearing off a few hairs off her head as it went by. The wooden trunk would clatter and smash into the thin walls, and it would appear that the log was quite old and rotting, resulting in large pieces of wooden sharpnel to break off with ease. Many of the bits and pieces would miss, clattering against the darkened rock walls.

    A large, sharp and jagged piece of wooden shrapnel would fly across the hallway, a whistle of air following behind it before he slashed across the thin fabric of Tazia’s lower back. The wooden shrapnel would prove to cut a long, gruesome wound across her lower back but was actually didnt strike that far, and merely torn open a bit of flesh. Still, the wound was there, and it would sting quite a bit and be open to the vile surroundings of the Warrens.

    About three pieces of wooden shrapnel would snap at Natalia, the bits of wood biting into her skin however two of them would prove to cause little damage and only produce a small cut that would sting mildly. There was one more however, and it managed to bite deep into her right thigh, ripping the fabric open and embedding itself within the muscle.

    The oak log clunked down in the mud, in front of the doorway, split in two and unable to be used by the Swine Brute.
    ===
    Ibrahim is next.

    VanityPirate - "Banished to the elephant graveyard"

    Blood trail killer - "It's like a thumbs up but with Parkinson's tho."

    #229551
    Rumsztyk
    Rumsztyk
    Participant

    Ibrahim was caught off guard by the sudden change of scenery. Tricks of the mind, no doubt, just like with Verdaux before. But the occultist was far too knowledgeable to fall for mere parlor tricks

    “Focus.”

    His mind began to build walls of steel resolve, fortifying against the attack. Ibrahim let nothing enter his consciousness, shielding himself from mental harm.

    In the real world, however, Xuul promptly took the opportunity to take over Ibrahim’s now vacant body. He was overjoyed, for recently the occultist has made an exceptional job of keeping him in check. But the patience has paid off now. The black eyes were set on the remaining pigs alive in the room, his face grinning broadly.

    “COME HERE.” he ordered, extending a hand towards the swine. Red tentacles shoot out of it, twisting and writhing, grabbing the drummer by the neck and pulling towards Xuul.

    Spoiler

    George Steele
    HP 38/38
    Stress 20/100
    Gold 0

    Ibrahim bin Omer
    HP 19/19
    Stress 64/100
    Gold 0
    George's and Ibrahim's sheets

    Angelica
    HP 22/22
    Stress 20/100
    Gold 500

    Angelica's sheet

    Sister Maia
    HP 26/26
    Stress 25/100
    Gold 100

    Grom
    HP 23/23
    Stress 3/100
    Gold 0

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    #229938
    relishness oblivion
    relishness oblivion
    Participant

    The tentacle whips from the ground, a splatter of mud and pigshit fly into the air as several small tentacles arise from the eldritch void, the portal small but swirling erotically. Once the vile rain ceased, the tentacles seem to sway slowly, almost beautifully as they passed by each other, twitching occasionally as they swirled by each other. But in a split second without any form of warning, the crimson scaled tentacles whipped across the room in an instant, quickly wrapping around the fatty, spot-riddled neck of the Swine Drummer. There was a short squeak, but it was quickly cut off as its windpipe had been forcefully shut and squeezed tight. Its eyes bulged out, its mouth tried to open and scream for help but all that it could manage was a quiet rasp of air.
    ===
    Taklir swiveled on his toes as he watched the creature being slowly pulled toward Ibrahim. He scowled, scrunching up his claws into fists,

    “HEY! THAT’S MY BOYFRIEND!” Taklir yipped at the possessed Ibrahim, his lipless maw opening up, baring his demonic fangs at him. Without a moments hesitation, he lunged forward and gripped around the left calf of the Swine Drummer, his grip iron and it was enough to snap the bone within. The creature groaned in agony, but could not even muster a screech or a yell, quickly running out of air. With all his might, Taklir began to pull in the opposite direction as if he were playing Tug of War with the tentacles.

    “AND A ONE AND A TWO AND A ONE, TWO THR-!” Taklir was interuptted as an absurdly loud tearing of flesh began to fill the room, and the creature practically passed out instantly, and bled out quite quickly. Guts and vital organs fell onto the floor, and the creature’s upper and lower half waved goodbye to one another, Taklir holding the lower half and the Tentacles dragging the upper half by the creatures neck.

    “POP GOES THE WEASEL! GAHAHAHAAHAAAAA..!!” Taklir bellowed loudly in laughter, putting his free claw to his chest and holding it there as he would continue laugh breathlessly and loudly, similar to the wailing of a dying dog. After he was done laughing, he took a deep breath and lifted up the lower half of the Swine Drummer with ease, his tongue lolled out of his maw as he eyed the blood seeping out, the intestines hanging out, draped down toward the floor and most of its body covered in the sweet, vile, crimson liquid. He couldn’t resist.

    “OHOHO! MAYBE JUST… A LITTLE SNACK… HEHEH…” Taklir hummed as he opened his magnificent and horrifying maw, gleaming white fangs bared full and hovering above the flesh.
    ===
    ==GRAPHIC TEXT WARNING.==

    Spoiler

    Taklir dips down into the flesh, starting at the snapped calf. His fangs rip deep into the flesh, the broken parts of bone being crunched with ease from his jaw strength. The flesh is torn apart, parting like wet paper and being gulped down with ease. Muscle is ripped apart, blood is swallowed, any blood that failed to swirl down his pitch, long tongue had stained around the circumference of his mouth. Taklir moaned in both lust and joy, giggling occasionally as he slurped the blood and chewed the muscle and fat until he was licking the bone.

    [collapse]

    (SWINE DRUMMER#1 KILLED)
    ===

    Spoiler

    -=-TURN ORDER!-=-
    Verdun
    -DM POST (depending if individual has performed an action.)
    Tam Lin
    -DM POST (depending if individual has performed an action.)
    Tazia
    -DM POST (depending if individual has performed an action.)
    Ibrahim
    -DM POST (depending if individual has performed an action.)
    SWINE CHOPPER#1/NATALIA[if she goes first instead of the other swine chopper, then this isnt needed. however she will have another SPD check again.]
    -DM POST (depending if individual has performed an action.)
    -SWINE BRUTE

    [collapse]

    ===
    SWINE CHOPPER#1 [HURT – CUT ACROSS FACE, SHOT THROUGH NECK]
    SWINE CHOPPER#2 [DEAD – DISEMBOWLED]
    SWINE SLASHER CORPSE [DEAD – PUNCHED THROUGH THE CHEST]
    SWINE DRUMMER#1 [DEAD – RIPPED IN HALF, LITERALLY.]
    SWINE DRUMMER#2 [DEAD – HEAD BLASTED TO PIECES]
    SWINE BRUTE [HEALTHY]
    ===
    Natalia is next.

    VanityPirate - "Banished to the elephant graveyard"

    Blood trail killer - "It's like a thumbs up but with Parkinson's tho."

    #232727
    The-Continuum
    The-Continuum
    Participant

    The sudden splinters, especially the one that now stuck into her thigh, caused Natalia’s concentration to slip for a split second, and she immediately abandoned what had been safe cover only a moment before. The only thing she was careful of, even as she pulled out the now-reloaded hand-blunderbuss, was to keep the new gash far away from the filth and excrement of the floor. The hand-blunderbuss echoed out as she stood to her full (if thoroughly unimpressive) height and fired. Burning lead shot whipped out at the remaining swine chopper and the swine brute, even as she immediately holstered it and brought around the reloaded arquebus to line up another shot. As she did so, she was already moving for the next piece of shit-smeared cover, something that only seemed to feed into her suddenly inhuman levels of concentration.

    Spoiler

    "Ulysses"
    Health: 29/29
    Stress: 0/100
    Gold: 0

    "Natalia"
    Health: 27/27
    Stress: 0/100
    Gold: 0

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    #232749
    relishness oblivion
    relishness oblivion
    Participant

    Three hot and molten lead balls slicked with rigid movements through the air, crackling a faint whipping sound as they snapped through the room. The orange streak that the bullet left in its wake was quite bright, but was only there for a split second before it vanished. Both of the lead balls, quite easily… and horrifically burrowed into the side of the Swine Chopper. There was a loud, slapping sound as the lead balls made contact with its hide, and then a awfully loud tearing and blood gushing sound. Two large holes formed on both sides of the Swine chopper, the lead balls going straight through and clattering against the wall.

    The Swine Chopper coughed up even more blood, holding his throat with both hands as the bullet wound in its throat continued to ill him further into damnation. But it would all prove fruitless. For the briefest of moments, the Swine Chopper locked his glare at Ibrahim, the black, animalistic orbs taking into detail the aspiring figure. Then as it felt the life drain from its swollen and maggot-infested body, the Swine Chopper gurgled loud and snarled at Ibrahim, bearing its teeth at him before the Swine Choppers eyes rolled back… and its mass fell backwards, the back of its head cracking against the wet stone floor, mottled with waste.

    Dead.
    (SWINE CHOPPER KILLED – SEVERAL LEAD BALLS PENETRATED ITS SIDE AND WENT THROUGH, PREVIOUSLY SUFFERED A SHOT TO THE NECK. BLED OUT.)
    ===
    Four of the same lead balls made their way quickly toward the Swine Brute, performing the same show as the other two lead balls did that had deposited through the Swine Choppers body and out of it. The Swine Brute did not make any attempt to dodge, and merely tried to swat away the projectiles as they shot toward him. His block was obviously unsuccessful. All four lead balls sunk deep into its chest, it grunted in arrogance of its wounds, and kept going. The wounds were obvious and quite gruesome, and the bullets didn’t make their way out, but the Swine Brute did not show a lot of pain or reaction to the attack.
    (SWINE BRUTE WOUNDED)

    The Swine Brute was fairly, lack luster in its actions, and didn’t really bother with Natalia or Tazia in the slightest. It sorta just… walked past, not minding their presence whatsoever. As it passed, the back of the creature was revealed, and as the hulking mass of the creature began to enter into the room, the metallic piece in its shoulder would become obvious to what it was. A broken piece of a steel dagger, one that bared resemblance to Verdaux’s dagger, a fellow abomination masked with a Highwayman’s attire.

    On the back of the creature, there was a horribly infected, gangrene wound on its lower back near the bridge of its loincloth. The wound was deep and swollen, maggots were plain to see in the interior of the wound and signs of infection were obvious. On it’s right wrist, however, which was not able to be seen due to how dark it was in the hallway, a black iron chain and ball was wrapped around its wrist which was wrapped extremely tight around its wrist where it had cut off blood flow to its large paws.

    Once it had entered, it eyed all the heroes weakly, but mainly Ibrahim. It made no attempt, but it merely eyed him lazily, the appearance of the Swine Brute would create a familiar aura to Ibrahim, hopefully anyway.

    Sighing heavily, it swung its swine-chopper sized ball and chain and flung it toward Tam Lin, but it would quite lazily miss again. However, as it retracted, the metal ball began to drag across the stone steps, the blunt and sharp spikes of varying sizes grinding against Tam Lin… and would pass over his chest, if he wasn’t careful or nimble enough to get out of the way.
    ===
    With most of the swine cut down and executed with vicious brutality, it would appear that a soft breeze began to fill the room from the roof. A small crack, slipping into the Weald, providing an appealing lime light. It twinkled calmly upon the heroes, brightening their faces, and merely reminding them that nature could still be a beautiful sight, even when faced with such torment.
    (-5 STRESS FOR ALL PARTY, CAN BE DENIED IF THE CHARACTER DOES NOT PERCEIVE THIS AS A MIND RELAXING NOTION)
    ===
    Taklir! Fucking stop it, stupid cunt…
    “OH VERDUN, JUST ONE MORE BITE! PLEASE PLEA-” Taklir’s begging was interupted as he began to quickly, and rather abruptly, transform back into a human. The process still retained the crackling of bone, and the shifting of flesh. But it was always a pleasant sight to see that the wolf in sheeps clothing was able to dress back up into a sheep.
    (-2 STRESS FOR ALL PARTY MEMBERS)
    Eventually, Verdun would stand in his regular attire yet again, pulling up the bloodied cloak onto his shoulders and allowing the black hood to fall gracefully over his head, masking his facial appearance in deathly shadows. He looked up at Swine Brute for a moment, and then glanced up at the dagger, then he made a hand gesture to Ibrahim.

    Verdun brought about his left hang to his right shoulder, and balled up his fist, and bashed his fist into his shoulder hard. His goal was to get Ibrahim take advantage of the broken dagger piece in its shoulder.

    Once the gesture was done, Verdun turned away and moved away from the corpse to a relatively ‘clean’ (away from the corpses) area. He made it so he only had two fingers on his right hand extended: His index and middle finger moved into under his head and grazed across the rough surface of his skin, before stopping at his right temple, where his abomination sign was located. For a moment, he steadied himself and took a quick breath, glancing up at the light as if it would be the last thing he saw before he pressed down hard on his temple.

    There was a loud, audible crack of bone yet again, but this time it only occurred once. Verdun twitched and shook as he felt an unknown substance course through him in an instant. His wounds he had inflicted when he was in his monstrous form appeared to quickly close over, a quick scab forming over his wounds and falling off a few seconds later from the unusual regeneration, leaving behind a patch of blood and no wound. There was also, a faint recalling of pleasant memories as he performed this, soothing his soul and mind.
    (5 HP HEALED, 10 STRESS HEALED)
    ===

    Spoiler

    -=-TURN ORDER!-=-
    Verdun
    -DM POST (depending if individual has performed an action.)
    Tam Lin
    -DM POST (depending if individual has performed an action.)
    Tazia
    -DM POST (depending if individual has performed an action.)
    Ibrahim
    -DM POST (depending if individual has performed an action.)
    Natalia
    -DM POST (depending if individual has performed an action.)
    -SWINE BRUTE

    [collapse]

    ===
    Tam Lin goes next.
    ===
    SWINE CHOPPER#1 [DEAD – CUT ACROSS FACE, SHOT THROUGH NECK, SHOT THROUGH LEFT SIDE]
    SWINE CHOPPER#2 [DEAD – DISEMBOWELED]
    SWINE SLASHER CORPSE [DEAD – PUNCHED THROUGH THE CHEST]
    SWINE DRUMMER#1 [DEAD – RIPPED IN HALF, LITERALLY.]
    SWINE DRUMMER#2 [DEAD – HEAD BLASTED TO PIECES]
    SWINE BRUTE [WOUNDED – FOUR LEAD BALLS PENETRATED CHEST, LAY DORMANT WITHIN CHEST REGION]

    VanityPirate - "Banished to the elephant graveyard"

    Blood trail killer - "It's like a thumbs up but with Parkinson's tho."

    #232853
    Speaker of Truths
    Speaker of Truths
    Participant

    The scream brings catharsis to the trapped Tam Lin, barred in a cave while the other rejoices in the haze of battle outside. A brief moment of clarity, brought on by howling into the void of his own mind and the touch of light on his twisted physical form.

    The glowing crimson symbols on the walls pulse greedily, illuminating the interior of the cavernous prison. The light dances off the floor painted with inexplicable carnage, the crude altar stained with old blood and older magic. All about the walls, the figures and images seem to dance beyond the constraints of their painted forms, enacting primal scenes of sacrifice and ecstatic worship.

    Tam Lin takes a deep, shuddering breath, and centers himself. The creature still has the body, but panic only solidifies its control. Calm and focus are the ways to draw it back in.

    He breathes out, slowly, measured. At his renewed equilibrium, the creeping effluvia that coats the floor retreats, leaving a patch of bare stone that he sits upon, crossing his legs. His hair falls all about his seated form, the discarded fluid and tissue flowing outside his centered point as his meditative breathing keeps it at bay.

    After a short while, he closes his eyes and begins to recite.

    “An I forbid ye maidens aw, who wear gawd in your hair…”

    (Stress Net +0, heals counteract Transform stress)

    ***

    In the physical plane, the creature called Gruff works its gruesome tongue free from the remains of the Swineman’s torso, when suddenly a loud clank erupts nearby. The black iron sphere, thrown so lazily, begins to retract, and while the beast cannot move out of the way, he has a shield. The spikes scrape and slice across the rubbery flesh of the Swineman’s corpse, until one of them catches under the ribcage of the former for with a shriek of metal on bone. The sudden jolt aids Gruff in ripping the spike completely free, the lashing member retreating into the demonic maw of the creature as a fresh wave of gore washes over its horned head in a horrid baptismal spray.

    Sensing that the slaughter is not yet done, a hoof-clawed forearm reaches up with a crushing grip to seize the corpse as the chain is withdrawn. Against the Brute’s momentum, Gruff yanks itself to what passes for its feet, then further. Pulling itself along the chain, its rear appendages find purchase in the deceased Chopper’s body cavity, against the abused and increasingly exposed spine. The calf muscles tense, and Gruff propels itself forward, the already taught chain straining on the Brute’s arm with several hundred pounds of corpse and demon added to its load.

    Sensing weakness, the creature opens its many-fanged jaw again, the soul-shivering whisper from the void combining with the bleating of the goat to form a guttural scream. The countless rows of teeth find purchase in the Brute’s arm, sawing at the connective tissue and muscle as its arms wrap around the limb, weighting it down further against the burdened chain.

    This statement = lie

    Spoiler

    Tam Lin
    Health: 26/26
    Stress: 0/100
    Gold: 0
    Daveed Emanuel Garrett
    Health: 27/27
    Stress: 0/100
    Gold: 0
    Rachael Sera
    HP: 21/21
    Stress: 0/100
    Gold: 0

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    #232871
    relishness oblivion
    relishness oblivion
    Participant

    The bite of the goat-thing-beast would prove to be quite strong indeed, the serrated and unusually large fangs pierced deep into the Swine Brutes arms, making it grunt loudly in pain. The Swine Brute looked down at Tam Lin and growled, then began to flail his pinned arm up and down in the air wildly in an attempt to get the demon off him. From the looks of it, the beast was fixated on getting the thing off.
    ===

    Spoiler

    -=-TURN ORDER!-=-
    Verdun
    -DM POST (depending if individual has performed an action.)
    Tam Lin
    -DM POST (depending if individual has performed an action.)
    Tazia
    -DM POST (depending if individual has performed an action.)
    Ibrahim
    -DM POST (depending if individual has performed an action.)
    Natalia
    -DM POST (depending if individual has performed an action.)
    -SWINE BRUTE

    [collapse]

    ===
    Tazia goes next.
    ===
    SWINE CHOPPER#1 [DEAD – CUT ACROSS FACE, SHOT THROUGH NECK, SHOT THROUGH LEFT SIDE]
    SWINE CHOPPER#2 [DEAD – DISEMBOWLED]
    SWINE SLASHER CORPSE [DEAD – PUNCHED THROUGH THE CHEST]
    SWINE DRUMMER#1 [DEAD – RIPPED IN HALF, LITERALLY.]
    SWINE DRUMMER#2 [DEAD – HEAD BLASTED TO PIECES]
    SWINE BRUTE [WOUNDED – FOUR LEAD BALLS PENETRATED CHEST, LAY DORMANT WITHIN CHEST REGION, ARM BITTEN UNABLE TO USE CHAIN BALL DUE TO BEING PINNED BY TAM LIN]

    VanityPirate - "Banished to the elephant graveyard"

    Blood trail killer - "It's like a thumbs up but with Parkinson's tho."

    #233187
    Outis-aka-nobody
    Outis-aka-nobody
    Participant

    Tazia was in no hurry to draw attention to herself, so she decided to passively stand around as the rest mopped up the surviving pig men.

    My characters are terrible, stupid, useless people.

    #233189
    relishness oblivion
    relishness oblivion
    Participant

    Ibrahim is next.

    VanityPirate - "Banished to the elephant graveyard"

    Blood trail killer - "It's like a thumbs up but with Parkinson's tho."

    #233723
    Rumsztyk
    Rumsztyk
    Participant

    Irritated by Taklir’s interference, Xuul ignores them both altogether, drawn to the imposing figure of the Brute. His head cocks to the side, at a nigh impossible angle. A sadistic grin crawled on his face when he noticed the maggot infested wound on his side, coupled with an equally sadistic idea.

    With the dagger in right hand, he began writing on the inside of his left palm, completely oblivious to the pain. Once finished, he licked the blood off his dagger with satisfaction. His hand was now a bloodied mess of demonic symbols that only he seemed to comprehend. Prepared this way, the hand began to glow crimson as he invoked the ungodly powers. (-1 hp)

    Wielding power in his left hand, he approached the Swine Brute from the back as he was struggling with Tam Lin and drove it deep into the infested wound, as far as his strength allowed. Releasing the spell caused tendrils to erupt, fanning out from the center of demonic markings and lay waste to the swine intestines.
    __________________________________________________________________________________________

    Something was wrong. Ibrahim could feel, numbed as they were, the pain and the power. He woke up from his meditative isolation, lost in the limbo of his own mind. Panic began to seep as he realized exactly what damnable mistake he has made. (+15 stress)

    Character Name: Ibrahim
    Stress Level: 34/100
    HP: 15/19
    SPD: 6 (10)
    Loot Gathered: 250 golds

    Spoiler

    George Steele
    HP 38/38
    Stress 20/100
    Gold 0

    Ibrahim bin Omer
    HP 19/19
    Stress 64/100
    Gold 0
    George's and Ibrahim's sheets

    Angelica
    HP 22/22
    Stress 20/100
    Gold 500

    Angelica's sheet

    Sister Maia
    HP 26/26
    Stress 25/100
    Gold 100

    Grom
    HP 23/23
    Stress 3/100
    Gold 0

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    #233738
    relishness oblivion
    relishness oblivion
    Participant

    As Ibrahim drives his hand through the wound with the possessed savagery growing deep in the man, the pustules burst and bleed vigorously as a result of being irritated. Maggots swarm out of the wound, pooling onto the floor as he thrusts his hand deeper, his hand would grope and feel a sensation of liquid pooling around his hands and eventually, seeping out onto the floor.

    Tendrils sprout out his cut, small yet plentiful in amount, blackened ropes of other-worldly things slither silently out of his cut. The tendrils slither across the bumps and curves of the interior of the swine brute’s wound, and a small puncture within the intestine lining would be laid waste by the tendrils. They ravage the intestines, both the small and large intestines of the pig, ripping apart the walls from inside and causing internal bleeding.

    A gush of pigs blood seeps out onto his hand, mottling the tendrils and the hand itself in pigs blood. The intestines are quickly raped and ravaged by the tendrils, reduced to thin shreds of pink tissue inside the pig. After a few seconds passed, the tendrils dissipated and the cut appeared once again.

    Bellowing in a pain-filled screech, the Swine Brute flailed and stumbled forward, Ibrahim’s hand would be tugged along for a second before it fell out of the wound. Ibrahim would have to watch his footing, as maggots and unhealthy bodily fluids adorned the floor.

    With Tam Lin attached on his arm, the Swine Brute fell onto the floor in agony, pain-filled screeches filling its breath as it spasmed on the floor in pain. Gurgles and rasping breath would soon accompany the Brute’s tone of voice, before it lay still, twitching slightly; overcome with shock and genuinely paralyzed.
    ===

    Spoiler

    -=-TURN ORDER!-=-
    Verdun
    -DM POST (depending if individual has performed an action.)
    Tam Lin
    -DM POST (depending if individual has performed an action.)
    Tazia
    -DM POST (depending if individual has performed an action.)
    Ibrahim
    -DM POST (depending if individual has performed an action.)
    Natalia
    -DM POST (depending if individual has performed an action.)
    -SWINE BRUTE

    [collapse]

    ===
    Natalia is next.
    ===
    SWINE CHOPPER#1 [DEAD – CUT ACROSS FACE, SHOT THROUGH NECK, SHOT THROUGH LEFT SIDE]
    SWINE CHOPPER#2 [DEAD – DISEMBOWLED]
    SWINE SLASHER CORPSE [DEAD – PUNCHED THROUGH THE CHEST]
    SWINE DRUMMER#1 [DEAD – RIPPED IN HALF, LITERALLY.]
    SWINE DRUMMER#2 [DEAD – HEAD BLASTED TO PIECES]
    SWINE BRUTE [FATALLY WOUNDED, DYING – FOUR LEAD BALLS PENETRATED CHEST, LAY DORMANT WITHIN CHEST REGION, ARM BITTEN UNABLE TO USE CHAIN BALL DUE TO BEING PINNED BY TAM LIN, INTESTINES TORN APART, OVERCOME WITH SHOCK.]

    VanityPirate - "Banished to the elephant graveyard"

    Blood trail killer - "It's like a thumbs up but with Parkinson's tho."

    #234830
    The-Continuum
    The-Continuum
    Participant

    Once the gun was loaded, Natalia took a brief moment to bend down, and pull out the handkerchief she had. It was but a brief moment for her to stick that into the rip in her pant leg and cover the wound, preventing any infection from the noxious surroundings. That settled, she marched over to look at the brute, deciding if she needed to waste a bullet to finish the thing off. She didn’t get close enough to the thing, and only stared long enough to assure herself it was dead. Instead, the dripping of another’s blood was what caught her attention. She looked at Ibrahim, and her eyes widened a fraction of an inch as she saw his hand. It was a mess, completely and almost certainly guaranteed to become infected, and that was ignoring the lacerations- she made up her mind immediately, approaching the man quickly.

    Signore,” her melodic accent called out, albeit in the same stony tone that she had taken on since she entered the hellhole, “Won’t you allow me to bind and clean that. . .disgusting wound for you? To say that it is in need of immediate disinfection would be a rather crass understatement.”

    Spoiler

    "Ulysses"
    Health: 29/29
    Stress: 0/100
    Gold: 0

    "Natalia"
    Health: 27/27
    Stress: 0/100
    Gold: 0

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    relishness oblivion
    relishness oblivion
    Participant

    The swine brute rasped and gurgled blood and saliva as it tried to fight through the pain, but it was all fruitless in the end. Its body failed itself rapidly and spectacularly, blood seeping out of the wounds from its chest Natalia and inflicted, and from the infected wound on its back inflicted by Ibrahim. Of course, blood would seep out of other unpleasant orifices due to where Ibrahim viciously assaulted the beast from within. It twitched and jived its last, the life seeping out of its eyes and only managing to spit out a dying drag of air before death swooped in and claimed its due.

    Dead. All of them, dead. A thin coat of crimson, shading the floor in its vibrant hue, and the malformed and ugly corpses of the pig men, laid down to rest where they truly belonged.

    Just after the brute had perished, a sense of calm and serenity returned as if they were back at the hamlet. The scent of fresh beef stew, the groveling aroma of ale in the tavern and of course, civil, normal folk, as if there weren’t unspeakable horrors that awaited outside the walls. However, this sensation would only last a fraction of a second, as the overwhelming stench of waste and gore washed the calm away.
    [SMALL STRESS HEAL FOR ALL PARTY]
    [FIGHT SUCCESSFUL]
    [ALL PIGMEN KILLED]
    ===
    [RETURNING TO NORMAL POST ORDER.]

    Spoiler

    -VERDUN
    -TAM LIN
    -IBRAHIM
    -TAZIA
    -NATALIA
    -DM

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    ===
    Although the unbearable stench had returned… it was quiet, perhaps an unsettling and unnerving sound to some, but bliss to others. Verdun found the silence peaceful, but was on edge a little. This however, is but a normal human reaction when placed in such a dangerous environment. Hell, his entire life was fraught with dangerous environments. Regardless of the internal rambling in his head, Verdun was altogether, relatively at ease.

    As the corpses were laid astrewn throughout the room, it would become apparent to even those that were mildly perceptive that most of the pigmen, minus the Swine brute and slasher, had very little clothing and most had a loincloth to cover their beastly parts. The swine brute, who had its arms curled up to its chest from its previous numbing paralysis of pain and suffering, had a bulky leather belt across its waist. Of course, it did have a loincloth… and it would be best not to venture too far downstairs, unless one of the individuals down there had a thing for that type of thing.

    The pouches were of a thin and common leather, nothing too special. The bottom of the pouches were damp, bits of hair clumping onto the side of the belt. The pouches themselves, were relatively quite flat, appearing as if they held nothing of value whatsoever. Some pouches dipped lower than others, and they all seemed to share the same floppiness as the rest of them.

    The swine slasher however, only had a small coin pouch on its belt, and although it would appear that the pouch was hefty and full, the bottom however was bloodied immensely… what was inside?
    ===
    Verdun, back in his human form, growled at himself as he spat blood out of his mouth and clenched the side of his mouth; his tooth had grown back right after transformation, and he promptly cracked his jaw; popping it back in place with a small pained flinch accompanying the action, “…Motherfucker.”
    Verdun growled in his throat as he rotated his cranium in a circular motion, relaxing himself, “Everyone alright? I hope so…” Verdun voiced aloud to the others, however, his attention was affixed to both Tam Lin and Ibrahim. He eyed Ibrahim’s wound, but didn’t think anything of it. A small flesh wound, nothing serious whatsoever. He then swayed his head toward the beast that had its teeth embedded in the deceased brutes arm, but mainly he had his attention on his wounds.
    He flicked his head over to Tazia, in the hallway, giving her a friendly glare before flicked his head forward toward Tam Lin, then approaching Tam Lin; fiddling with his right set of sharp nails as he did so. He flicked out specks of blood that accumulating below the sharp natural daggers, peeling bits of pig flesh out as well before he stood a couple meters behind Tam Lin.

    Promptly, he lowered his hand so he could get a better view of Tam Lin and tutted under his breath, shaking his head from side to side with eyes closed before he reopened them again, the amber glow tittering on the back of the creatures skull.

    “Alright big… whatever the fuck you are, transform back, can’t wait too long now. Got a limited window to steady ourselves, but I imagine we’ve made quite a bit of noise… wouldn’t be wise to stick around and let these… disgusting fucks swarm us, yeah?” Verdun said in a stern but calm manner, rotating his right hand once again toward himself and inspecting his nails with a downward glare.

    Internally, he had become quite calm… the action of absolution, transforming back and the brief synapse of the homely hamlet resonating with him.. making his mind drift and a smile creep into the corner of his lips. In his mind however, there was a small sense of dread plaguing his mind. Not all stress could be drained, especially in a place of such unfiltered insanity.
    ===
    Character Name: Verdun
    Stress Level: 23/100
    MaxHP: 26/29
    SPD: 7
    Loot Gathered:
    100 Gold

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