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Richard,with the blood and carnage overwhelming you all the horrors of the war flood back in overwhelming fashion. [dice]0[/dice]

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Richard screams out and drops to his knees next to the nearest body and starts eating it.

Sonny had seen a lot of things in his life, but nothing compared to this.
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sanity 1,target = 40[dice]0[/dice]

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sanity loss,loss of 1d6 = [dice]1[/dice]

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sanity 2,target = 38[dice]2[/dice]

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sanity loss,max he can lose is 1

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Sonny shakes off the cobwebs, he wasn't about to let this Corbitt do anymore damage.

OOC: That escalated quickly.


Harrison thrusts his brush into the paint and starts painting a great circle on the ground, the pognus clutched in his free hand to ward off any evil.


"Keep him distracted!"

Sonny watches the others freak out and he realizes he must have looked the same down in the basement. He had swore never again, but looking around, he isn't so sure. He looks down at his trumpet, "Well this damn thing won't do much if he just wants to rip us to shreads with his hands."
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Sonny scans the ground and spots a shotgun laying not too far away. "Any thoughts doll face?" figuring at this point, he doesn't need to worry about formalities. "I don't see how we can hold him off for long," as he runs over to the shotgun and picks it up. Its still warm and obviously didn't seem to do much for its former owner. But if Harrison can drop the things defenses, it doesn't take much skill to use one of these boom sticks.

Richard continues to flail away and howl at the body at his feet now that he has completly lost it with the sight of everything that is going on around him.

It was an all-you-can-eat buffet with Boston's finest men that laid in pieces, as Corbitt feasted upon the slaughter, Jordie looked back at the rest of the group all standing in horror still — ripe for the bleeding. Not wanting to break the silence in the air, Jordie lowered her weapon down and looked around for anything creative. A fire hose or a fire axe? Jordie had a spare rope that might come in handy, but there doesn't seem to be anything promising.

OOC:   Is there any emergency vehicles close by to Corbitt or in the direction away from Harrison? I can try sneaking up to the car and pulling the emergency sirens on. Could be my first time I can finally get to use my Sneak skill

Harrison is staring intently at Corbitt, he puts down the brush, having completed the circle and then raises his hands, softly chanting some barely audible words.

"sanguine tibi do Haita!"

He cuts the palm of his right hand and slowly squeezes the blood onto the ground.

Corbitt begins moving over towards Sonny. He is now within 10' of Sonny. Sonny is standing there with his Shotgun pointing at Corbitt.
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ooc,it is now Jordie's turn.

Sonny glances over his shoulder towards Harrison You nearly done back there? Mr. Munchkin has his eye on me and I don't feel like being dessert

Sonny takes a few steps backwards, towards Harrison the shotgun levelled at Corbett's chest.

Jordie gets up from crouching beside a police vehicle, and immediately begins running to the left to circle around. Keeping a safe distance away, Jordie draws her weapon and lines up her shots, the police sirens singing in off-key harmony straining Jordie's focus.

Richard continues to howl uncontrolably as he drenches himself in the blood of the body he has been tearing into.

Harrison keeps repeating the same phrase, holding the dagger in front of him.

Sonny, Corbitt does not appear to be going towards Harrison, but looks like he is about to attack you.

Charles manages to stop and looks back at the carnage, still panting. Seeing Corbitt looking at Harrison, Charles feels like he should do or say something, but nothing comes. There's just the emptiness of the shock, that seems to have completely paralyzed him.