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 Posted: Wed Dec 18, 2013 11:42 pm
"Hi, Huckleberry." Ripley replied in a somewhat annoyed drone. He really hated that name. He glanced at the eyepatch and the sticker on it, which made him snicker in amusement. "Very nice, now nobody has to wonder." Because Finn was ever so secretive with his negative feelings.
"Really? He looks like a dead man walking." Was all he said before he heard Finn give a little noise and topple due to a sudden surge of too-affectionate puppies. Instinct kicked in and he moved, catching his friend with a hand against his shoulder, the other clutching the trainee's shirt.
"Christ, okay, no more puppies for the pirate." That was apparently something they could all agree on. He looked pointedly at Fini. "I'll play crutch, if you want to get the doors?" His arm slipped around Finn's back as he ducked under one of his arms. Either way he started to hobble poor Finn out of the puppy party.
"Close your eye, Huckles. I promise not to walk you in to things." (( exit! ))
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Posted: Wed Dec 18, 2013 11:50 pm
Jordan's eyebrows jumped as Mimsy secured the foxfire's snappy little jaws with a rubber band. The makeshift muzzle was a good solution, one that didn't actually hurt the mini or restrict its breathing and prevented it from biting. Well, she was in Life division; it made sense that she'd have developed some minipet handling techniques. "I've heard the term," he replied, "but my knowledge is minimal, I'm afraid." He was pretty sure that a good half of this explanation was going to be incomprehensible to him, but he might learn something anyway. He'd actually expected to be buttonholed for the rest of the party; it was a sacrifice he'd been prepared to make to give Robert some time to escape the elves. However, Mimsy was offering an out, and there was no further bellowing coming from the direction that Robert had been the last time Jordan had seen him. "I might have underestimated the full length of the explanation," Jordan admitted cheerfully. "I have some good coffee in reserve, and my coffee maker is working again. If we postpone the discussion till you have enough free time, I can make coffee, and then there won't be distractions from the subject. Does that sound good?" There was a foxfire chewing on his pant leg. He pushed it gently away with his foot, being careful not to make the motion into a kick. He remembered what had happened last time someone had gotten aggressive on a horde of these foxfires, and while he was considerably larger this time and had the benefit of Ferros's Fear shield, he wasn't too inclined to test how much damage the creatures could inflict.
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Posted: Wed Dec 18, 2013 11:55 pm
"Of course you hate everything." Fini mused, smiling much more sweetly at the kiss to her forehead. She also felt a little bad for Finn, since they had tried to spend some time out of his room (or the infirmary). But he still wasn't back up to par. "But you don't hate me~" She added in a murmur, kissing his cheek fondly.
And there were too many goddamn puffballs running around the floor!
"Won't argue with you there." Fini agreed with Ripley, giving Finn only a slightly concerned look when he straightened and stopped using her for so much support. Then winced as he stumbled and almost went down.
Right yeah. So done with the fluffs. "Agreed. And deal. Just try not to send both of you down?" Her lips twitched. "I can't rescue both of you from the fluffy menaces."
With that decided, she tried her best to clear a path for both men as they made their escape.
((Exit with Finn and Ripley!))
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Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2013 2:27 am
Things were quickly becoming pretty insane but...hey, what was a Deus Ex party without a little insanity? It was kind of exciting, really! All these people crammed together into one room and forced to socialize for the holidays--it reminded Eva of some of her family reunions back home.
That being said, it sounded like a certain Puppy was not having any fun at all. Eyes going round, Eva scooted over to where he was, combing back his mussed hair with the hand that wasn't covered in Pikachu cake icing.
"Aww Puppy! Are you sure? It's not that bad, is it?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2013 3:24 am
"No need to worry!" Mimsy pleasantly responded, hugging her fluffy pet closer. It was hers now, at least. "I can tailor the explanation to better fit what you know. I think that your solution sounds wonderful - I can bring my notes as well. Learning about it through more relevant processes will possibly be a better avenue, anyway. And if you're willing, once we're done, I would greatly value your input." Intending to find somewhere to gravitate, she turned to look at the room. At the sight of what could only be described as an infestation, it clicked that the specimens from room 338 had probably been located, and was immediately obvious that this was a problem in too many ways. However, it was impossible for her to feel anything other than overwhelmingly bubbly happiness when there was an entire room full of miniature lapdog versions of Dr. H. Her smile grew wider, and she burst into irregular giggles, unable to contain herself. When she looked back at Jordan, half of her face was buried in the white and gold fur of the foxfire in her arms. It was doing a terrible job of hiding her gigglefit. "Here," she offered, faintly muffled, as she extended another rubber band. "In the meantime." It was either a joke, or an indicator that she wanted Jordan to have the option of his own bite-proof temporary 'pet'. The badly stifled laughter made her intentions incredibly unclear.
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Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2013 4:26 am
Freed from the dungeon of horrors that was Allan's hug, Edgar clung to America in ways that he absolutely should not have while wearing a short Santa getup. "O America," he closed his eyes and pretended to swoon, one hand on his cheek. "Thy valiant efforts have provided me with the freedom to be in your arms. Will it be as it was foretold? Will we now be wed? Say I have found my queen!" He opened one eye to see if Pandora was close by, just in case he needed to repeat the questions to her.
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Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2013 5:10 am
Otto stared up at the wide eyed Eva, his resolve to stomp away fading. "I guess not.." He grumbled obstinately. He winced as another foxfire bit at his ankles. "Who let these things out, anyway?" He lifted himself up, smacking away one of the abominations.
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Toshihiko Two rolled 1 12-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-12)
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Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2013 6:11 am
"Sure, I don't mind the practice," Harrison told Melvin.
He deflected a couple of puppies warily.
"Sort of, uh, piling up, aren't they?"
HP: 60
Defending: Rep, Self
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Baneful rolled 2 12-sided dice:
12, 9
Total: 21 (2-24)
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Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2013 6:15 am
"Yep." Rep said, turning his attention to the deluge of H foxfires that were gambolling in a sinister fashion across the floor. "Should trim them down a bit." he said, with a toothy grin. After all, he wasn't attacking fellow hunters right? These things were the ******** enemy. It was just convenient that they also happened to look like the slimy b*****d who had punched a hole in his chest.
Summoning Tracey - still tangled and twisted up in Marie's coils - he did a sweeping cleave right at the annoying little ******** who were nibbling at his ******** expensive cloak.
HP: 60
DMG: 15
Charge: Iguana food.
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Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2013 6:32 am
"It's a plan, then," Jordan agreed. He solemnly accepted the rubber band. "Thank you."
A familiar black shape caught his eye, and he turned to find that Rep was attacking the foxfires. Because that had gone so well last time. He was distracted from his pessimistic thoughts by the sight of a flash of silvery metal wound around Tracey's black. He stared, unsettled; he'd known Marie was there, but actually seeing her was different somehow. Ferros hissed a low note of distress and leashed anger. Neither of them could do anything about it, and they knew it, but it was upsetting.
HP: 58/60
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Toshihiko Two rolled 1 12-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-12)
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Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2013 6:46 am
Harrison was not sure this was a good idea either.
But it was kind of satisfying to see the little hooded gleaming furballs fly everywhere.
Defending: Rep, Self
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Baneful rolled 2 12-sided dice:
6, 8
Total: 14 (2-24)
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Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2013 6:49 am
It was ******** cathartic was what it was. Every twinge of his muscles and the scar tissue that would never ******** go away on his chest was a reminder just how deeply ******** angry he was at H and how satisfying it was to just launch these furry little shits right across the party room. At least these he was allowed to hit, because if they weren't allowed to hurt minipets at this point, what the ******** were they?
HP: 60
DMG: 8
Charge: Iguana food.
Total damage: 23
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Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2013 8:54 am
Nick may or may not have kicked nudged a foxfire away with her foot. She was impervious to Dorian's winning smiles, instead giving Solomon a doubtful look. "So you actually put up with ******** Coontails over here?" There was the hint of a wry smile on her face as she pointed her thumb in Dory's direction. "Friend of what- ********! You are as ******** hard to understand as he is!" The moon trainee glanced over at Dorian. "So why the ******** are the walls ******** baked goods anyw-" She started, but she didn't have a chance to finish as the guy was suddenly hoisted over Solomon's shoulder like a sack of potatoes. "What the fu-" Nick was again cut off as she suddenly found herself thrown over the other shoulder. Maybe it was her naturally skeptical nature, but she had severely underestimated the strength of some of these guys! "WHAT THE ********! HEY!" She shouted, instinctually throwing out an elbow to assault her kidnapper. Except… With Dorian right there, she might have just smacked him in the face instead.
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MoonKitsune rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 3
Total: 11 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2013 11:28 am
Alright, there was such a thing as too many lab experiments that even he knew he couldn't corral them all into the life labs as presents to the life department by renewing their stock. They also multiplied for no reason and he was worried about how much they could take over any area. They were also creepy looking with their little coats.
Reminded him of someone.
Summoning Saliva, he looked over at Rin. "Well, guess we can show them Life can actually handle it's own." Seeing as Harrison had laughed at the idea of Rin and Melvin being able to handle anything physical.
Dmg: 5
HP: 48/50
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Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2013 11:58 am
No, Fini, Finn didn't hate you. Not right at the moment at least. He was actually fairly content to stay snuggled up to you all night. What he wasn't so happy about was instead being escorted through the masses of puppies and out the door by Ripley instead. He had traded his beautiful silver haired woman for a not so beautiful man. But the hair colour was nearly the same at least. With an inward sigh, he closed his eye as instructed, knowing it was for the best, though his stubborn side wanted to just say no so he could limp his own sorry a** out without any help. Just this once. With the help of Fini and Ripley, he left. ((Exit))
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