#theelectorcount

[isolaradiale]

Hello, I'd like to place a reserve for The Engineer, Dell Conagher, from Team Fortress 2.

Reserved!

– mod altair.

[ribcagebullets]

@theelectorcount

The Shambler groaned, as he stumbled uselessly through the streets. His blood soaked into his clothes, and the stench of old gore and gunpowder radiated off of him. He almost seemed to be looking for something,  to no avail.

Standing back several yards, a man in his splitting image watched him. His hands were in his pockets, a sad look in is eyes. He’d clearly been hunting; there were several downed zombies around him. He sighed, shutting his eyes for a moment.

“... Quite the mess we’ve gotten into, hm?” He said, glancing to the stranger. 

[theelectorcount]

So, after looking at the clarification from the mods in terms of Spectres and the like, AND with them allowed to be someone from their past life and the like, be it living or dead. Which means, there are certainly some monstrous creatures walking the city streets.

As the event allows, there will be a spectre alter-ego of Karl roaming the island. Actively hunting himself down.

Accompanying him, are two undead serving as his royal guard. One undead as a Warrior Priest of Sigmar, and another as a Knight of the Order of the Blazing Sun. Neither of them will have any sort of weapon, only their armor.

Karl's familiar however, will have a ghastly version of Ghal Maraz. Its form corrupted, with an easily seen icon of chaos on the head of the weapon.  Striding in full armor, with similar fetishes and icons of the dark powers across the form.

[treevolving-blog]

@theelectorcount​

it is all so sudden -- the raid began during the end of the festivities. sop was beginning to enjoy herself, stuffing her face with whatever free food she can find, occasionally using the bb gun as a scare tactic to steal free food. she was in the middle of eating a croissant when someone started screaming “zombie!” she looked towards the direction everyone was pointing at.

monstrous looking creatures as well as what seemed to be ghosts were appearing from the black sea. instantly, she prepared for battle, her one dummy also prepared to fight off the threat. but... unlike the last time, her guns and weapons didn’t magically reappear. 

“SHIT.” 

she shoots her bb gun at the creatures, hoping to do some damage with the damned, useless thing, but nothing happened. the creatures aren’t made of paper. they couldn’t be defeated by the most worthless weapon in existence. so... she improvised. she did the only thing the damned bb gun was worthy of doing. she smashed the gun on the “zombie’s” head. 

“DIE!” 

but, without a commander, she had no idea what else to do but to smash enemies in the head with her gun. 

so, she worked with this.

“hey, hey you!” she calls out to the robed, burly looking man carrying what appeared to be some sort of hammer weapon. “gimme a command! something to do!” she explains, kicking the zombie in the guts, making it stagger back.

“HURRY!”

[vcinglcry]

@theelectorcount​

In the middle of it all, she had lost Karl. Well, it wasn’t like they spent ALL night hanging with each other. They had met at the beach and then decided to check out the celebration. They eventually decided to do their own thing and Kachina had mentioned she’d find him again. Well, that never happened, because during that third night when everyone made boats and set lanterns away, she made sure to keep her distance. She didn’t put anything up. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to, or because there was just so many, but it was because she was ashamed. Who knew, maybe they didn’t want her to remember them. Maybe they wanted her cursed. Well....Cursed she was. Or at least felt like it. The way the undeads risen and the way ghosts suddenly appeared with, it definitely would send a chill through anyone. ESPECIALLY if you saw SO many of those that you killed. Children and adults alike. 

She’s found herself able to escape, though the whole time she wondered why she’s even running away. If they’re here to kill her, why not just let them? That thought alone has her ringlets on her body glow a darker red. There’s no way Lunacy would let that happen. It’s evident. 

So, she’s helping those who can’t protect themselves find places they can hide until this whole thing blows over. 

And during that, that’s where she sees him, and with him...Right behind him she notices one of those ghosts, “Karl! Behind you!” She calls out before striking the ghost with her moon ability. It’s enough to stun it, but it’ll come right for Karl once more. 

[isolaradiale]

Pardon mods, felt the need to ask as I have a bit of a confusion. The nights of the Celebration of Life, are the varying nights and festivities dictated by the Days and such here? Or by the Players in terms of their play?

If you’re writing a starter or open post, you can totally pick when it takes place. Any of the days are open as a setting at any time during this portion of the event.

-- mod spica

[thedarksacrament-blog]

%, I'm curious!

This one was pretty easy!Karl! You would be... Guanzorumu!https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eHejTh468loThis guy is a Japanese-only monster. He also happens to be known as... the Emperor Conqueror Dragon, so the reason I thought of him first is obvious.Guanzorumu also control Eguyarsu. They can tell them to breathe fire or use other attacks, and where to move. They’re its soldiers--a similarity to your muse having his own men!This is only during phase one, however... in phase two, Guanzorumu’s pawns die and it becomes PISSED. Guanzorumu is known as one of the hardest monsters in the game, and MonHunFrontier is pretty hard to start with. All hail the emperor. 

[vcinglcry]

theelectorcount liked your post “mxonkxss: mxonkxss: Here’s a starter call for Kachina. It’s capped...”

She’s been doing a lot of floating in water lately. How she doesn’t catch a cold will remain a mystery. She never dries off after getting out. Still, at least she’s healthy. “I wish the moon was closer.” That way if it were closer, she could touch it. Sometimes, Kachina finds herself missing her home, and sometimes....(A LOT of the times) she finds herself missing Asher. 

Calmly....Slowly, her focus is pulled away from the moon and the thought of Asher and she rolls, ending up on her stomach. She uses her arms to keep afloat. With her free hand the moon child brushes her hair away from her face and grins at what looks like a silhouette of a being, “Heeeeeeeeeey, wanna join?”  

It’s so much fun swimming with company, after all.