=>[META] Personnel (Caffeine Crew)

[Hobo Pixi]

Eilidh Ròsach
HP: 7/20
Attack: 1D6; Damage: 1d6
Power: Novice support style A (0/1)
Training Discipline (1d6+1)
Trinkets: none

Eilidh followed down the hallway with Amonee, her friends trailed behind them. The hallway seemed to go forever... till they heard that damn familiar noise. The tealblood wondered how they would like it... how they would like to hear the shuffling of feet and annoying groaning all the time. She growled, wondering how many there would be this time.  

[Yamashii]

Quote:

HP: 4/20
Military Grade Weapon
Training Troll Relations

Amonee is counting 16 zombies
7/16 advances
2/3 minibosses defeated

"More of them... so many..." Amonee looked towards the source of the noise and frowned. Why did there have to be so many daywalkers? He was glad they were gerbils though. He knew there were bound to be hundreds of crewmen on a ship this size but still, had all of them actually turned into daywalkers like these? It made him wonder more about the history of Alternia and just how large the popular used to be. What was it like back in those days with trolls conquesting throughout the stars?  

[Hobo Pixi]

Eilidh Ròsach
HP: 6/20
Attack: 1D6; Damage: 1d6
Power: Novice support style A (0/1)
Training Discipline (1d6+1)
Trinkets: none

Eilidh moved in front of the other trolls, standing beside Amonee as they both took on the zombies. ******** these things! THey were going down! This couldn't be it for them! They needed to complete this mission! They had to just get it done... No matter how hard it may be... they had to! The tealblood swung with all her might, wanting to help the best she could.  

[Yamashii]

Quote:

HP: 3/20
Military Grade Weapon
Training Troll Relations

Amonee is punching zombos
damage: 0
zombos left: 12
7/16 advances
2/3 minibosses defeated

"Hraaah!" Amonee lifted his heavy arms and swung with his clubs again. Eilidh was fighting harder than he'd ever seen and he needed to do his share. It was just too bad that his reaction time was slower than normal. His swings missed the zombies by several inches and he huffed to catch his breath. This was going to be a hard fight. Xavier and Nucleo trudged behind them and he felt pressure to protect them from any further damage. He had a bad feeling that if they got hurt beyond their current injuries, the effects would be permanent.  

[Hobo Pixi]

Eilidh Ròsach
HP: 5/20
Attack: 1D6; Damage: 1d6
Power: Novice support style A (0/1)
Training Discipline (1d6+1)
Trinkets: none

Zombies may actually be more annoying than the bosses... in Eilidh's opinion. The hordes on this ship was insane compared to the other. She felt wishy washy on whether to have hope or not... but things were so grin... but Amonee was still going strong. Come to think of it.... How the hell is Amonee bossing through all this?  

[leon_a_darkangel]

HP: 0/20

As Xavier followed along behind them, he simply felt like he was a sitting duck. His glaive had gone back onto his backside. The idea of swinging the weapon seemed literally impossible. He wanted to help Eilidh and Amonee..but he would likely get in the way or cause more problems if a zombie got a hold of him.

"You can do it..!" He rallied, trying to encourage the pair of trolls leading the way. He and Nucleo had taken many a hit for both troll tonight..it showed in how the current formation had played out. He could barely move..everything really hurt. He felt like he was at an all-time low as he forced himself to walk.  

[Yamashii]

Quote:

HP: 2/20
Military Grade Weapon
Training Troll Relations

Amonee is punching zombos
damage: 2
zombos left: 8
7/16 advances
2/3 minibosses defeated

He wanted to rest but there were still so many enemies left to crush. A ray of hope cut through all of the noise and panic though as Xavier called out words of encouragement. Amonee swelled with emotion and nodded. The other jadeblood was still fighting in the way that he could, by not giving up. He had to do the same. Pulling himself back up to full height, he launched another attack and managed to clip two zombies in the head.

"Thank you, Xavier!" His moirail was and always would be his shining light of guidance. He pushed back into the battle, determined not to let the other boy down.  

[Hobo Pixi]

Eilidh Ròsach
HP: 4/20
Attack: 1D6; Damage: 1d6
Power: Novice support style A (0/1)
Training Discipline (1d6+1)
Trinkets: none

Eilidh was out of breath again. These undead jerk wads were slowly picking off her health. Amonee looked really rough and she couldn't even heal him again. It was awful... All of this was awful. But she had to keep going.. .she couldn't leave Amonee to fight alone... She'd keep going.. for him.  

[Yamashii]

Quote:

HP: 1/20
Military Grade Weapon
Training Troll Relations

Amonee is punching zombos
damage: 3
zombos left: 0
7/16 advances
2/3 minibosses defeated

His breathing was ragged and uneven. Amonee was physically falling to pieces but refused to give up. Eilidh was still going strong and he would support her. No one should have to face these creatures alone. Kicking one zombie to the ground, he took out the rest with his clubs. They were finally safe again, even if only temporarily. He leaned against the wall for support and then pushed off of it again. He couldn't be weak this time. He was going to prove that he could do this. He could be a hero. He could be strong.  

[Doutei]

Quote:

HP: 0/20
Damage: N/A
Military grade weapon: +1
Offensive Trinket Adept Style B: 3/3
Defensive Trinket Novice Style B: 3/3

Nucleo is down but still around
Boss HP: 3/30
Novice Agility Style B: 0/1
Nucleo is using his clones!
4d6 hits with +1 to accuracy to each on this attack, 1x per battle. First two numbers are the 'hit or miss' determiners, second two are the damage done.

"Xavier!" Nucleo reached to help support the jadeblood. They were both in terrible condition. He hated seeing him like this. He hated being seen this way as well.

At the same time, he was amazed at what he saw in Amonee. The other jadeblood was still fighting, still trying to save them. Eilidh was keeping pace, despite looking pretty hurt.The two trolls who arguably looked smaller and more fragile were proving everyone wrong. He felt an odd mixture of fear for them as well as pride. He couldn't believe the power in their eyes. Their spirits had not broken despite everything they were facing. It was incredible. It was inspiring.  

[Hobo Pixi]

Eilidh Ròsach
HP: 4/20
Attack: 1D6; Damage: 1d6
Power: Novice support style A (0/1)
Training Discipline (1d6+1)
Trinkets: none


Eilidh watched as Amonee took out the last few undead freak shows. She moved with the other trolls down the hallway again. Surely they were about done... right? There couldn't be much more to this ship. There was that wishy washy hope again. The tealblood patted Amonee's arm, "You got this." She encouraged.  

[Yamashii]

Quote:

HP: 1/20
Military Grade Weapon
Training Troll Relations

Amonee is checking the hallway
8/16 advances
2/3 minibosses defeated

"You're right. We can do it." Amonee returned Eilidh's hope with some of his own. They stumbled together and he took her hand in his after she patted his arm. He just had to think of the warm happy nights they could return to back in the forest. If they could pull this off, they could save their comfortable happy future and never venture out into the dark depths of space again. It seemed to be the common theme that united all the terrors and tragedies that they'd suffered through in the past sweep.  

[Hobo Pixi]

Eilidh Ròsach
HP: 4/20
Attack: 1D6; Damage: 1d6
Power: Novice support style A (0/1)
Training Discipline (1d6+1)
Trinkets: none

Eilidh listened to the noise that echoed down the hallway. Again? Really? More undead poop heads.... Hopefully it was just a little bit of them. The tealblood watched as they all moved around the corner, counting them the best she could. What the fluck!? Why twenty!? Eilidh prepared to battle along side her friend, wanted to protect Amonee the best she could.  

[Yamashii]

Quote:

HP: 0/20
Military Grade Weapon
Training Troll Relations

Amonee is punching zombos
damage: 3
zombos left: 17
8/16 advances
2/3 minibosses defeated

Twenty more zombies awaited them and Amonee's face hardened into a grim expression. His spirit was starting to crack. Was there any point to this anymore? Even when things were finally looking up for them, reality had to come crashing back down to crush them. He tried to swing at a couple of them and succeeded before one of them grabbed at his arms and bit down on his neck hard.

Amonee screamed and fell, clutching the area. Jade oozed out of him and he could not fight the tears that began to fall. They were going to die here, weren't they?

"I-I... I can't-" He was starting to spiral into a panic attack, dropping to the ground in a tired heap.  

[Yamashii]

Quote:

HP: 10/20
Military Grade Weapon
Training Troll Relations

Amonee is attempting to second wind
8/16 advances
2/3 minibosses defeated

As he contemplated giving up and just laying on the floor for the zombies to overtake them, he looked down at the jade smears dripping down his neck onto his arm. Jade. He looked to Xaiver. If he gave up now, who would see his moirail to safety? Who would keep the other boy safe and take him home to his charming cabin in the woods with his wonderful music and beautiful rocks? Who would cuddle close to him and doze through a movie together on the couch as they waited for the laundry to finish?

Who would share the sunrise with him?

"N-not-" Amonee gasped, pulling himself upwards with a newfound energy, "Yet. Not yet." Nucleo, Eilidh, Xavier and himself were all going home. He just had to clear the rest of these foul creatures to make a safe path. He would tap into any fuel left in him to see the task done. They could not allow themselves to die here. Not like this.