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 Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2013 1:17 pm
"I have no idea," Eva answered brightly as she tried to shake one of the fluffy things things off of her foot, where it had attached itself to her shoe with pointy little teeth, "But uh, at least they're cute? Cuter and smaller than a lot of other experiments that could be running rampant right now."
She supposed that that could be considered a blessing in and of itself. Of course, just because these things were small didn't make their biting any less wince-worthy.
"...Hey Puppy, I couldn't keep one, could I? I mean maybe they're a handful in a crowd, but if you just have one..."
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Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2013 2:28 pm
America made a face at Edgar's words, "What did I tell you about monarchies in my basement? I'm your president for god's sake, so if anything you'd be my First Lady." Her eyes scanned the room, looking for something unpleasant to drop him in for his political lapse. HP: 39
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Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2013 2:44 pm
Dorian was once again a fantastic scarf. He didn't evenr realize at first that he had been picked up again - Sol was getting really good at this kind of thing. Pointing to Nick on the other shoulder, he gave Solomon a sound patting on his back, since that's all he could really reach at the moment.
"Settle the ******** down!" He chirped at her, insults were how they conversed, it seemed. "'es a good guy. A little 'yper at the moment, it seems. Jus' go along with it." He offered up to her. They would have to find a way to tire out the taller Sun hunter. He was like a dog.
A golden retreiver or something like that.
"What's our enemy, Batman?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2013 3:05 pm
"Sure. Cute." They looked like someone. Someone he didn't much like. But that could be anyone. "Life labs needs to keep a better lockdown on their 'experiments'. Creepy..." This was next level science s**t.Otto stared back at Eva, his icy gaze looming with disapproval. "No. No, you can't keep the mutant cotton ball."
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Saliru rolled 1 8-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-8)
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Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2013 3:13 pm
Rin sighed and rolled her eyes, the 'are we really doing this?' was tangible but it was also quite apparent that yes, yes we were. So as Melvin went in for the attack, Rin summoned Byr and went on to defend Melvin.
HP - 48?/50
Def - 7
Targ - Melvin
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Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2013 3:31 pm
"But Puppy," Eva pouted, sweeping down to scoop up one of the little menaces--the one that had been seconds away from latching onto her ankle--and thrusting it into Otto's face, "Look at how fluffy they are! ...I mean, yeah, something about them is a little weird, but..."
Cradling it in her arms, she scratched the firefox on the head behind the ears, snatching her hand back just as it made a snap for her fingers.
Instead of being alarmed though, Eva was laughing. "Aww."
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Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2013 3:37 pm
Otto winced and leaned back as she shoved the foxfire forward, thinking it might bite. It didn't. The one crawling up his leg, however, did. "Weird? They're creepy! And they--OW--keep biting."He swung an arm in front of Eva, where one of the terrors was latched on to his elbow. "They'll eat you in your sleep. We gotta send them back to the labs." Was it adorable that Eva really wanted the foxfire? Yes. Was he going to give in? No. "Eva.. put down the science project. It's got science cooties."HP: 56/60
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Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2013 4:01 pm
Eva frowned when he called them creepy, staring down at the one that she was still cradling in the crook of her arm. "Aww, I don't know, I think they're just--woah!" Eva jumped as one of the puffballs came lunging for her leg, tongue cutely hanging out and tail wagging before it opened its little mouth to reveal pointy little teeth. She managed to step out of the way in time. Okay, well that wasn't helping her case. However... "Aw okay, so they're a little rowdy when there's a crowd of them, but surely one wouldn't be that hard to deal with, right?" Leaning in close to the one in her arms, she flinched back when it tried to go for her nose this time. "Little scoundrel," She scolded it, though her tone was one of fondness, "Little cute scoundrel. I'm going to call you Otto Junior."What was that about science cooties, Otto? She wasn't really listening apparently...
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Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2013 4:08 pm
"You sure?" Otto was skeptical. He was pretty sure it would be just as evil on it's own. "Wh--HEY! Don't give it my name! How come he gets to be Otto, and I'm still Puppy!?" Injustice! Eva was getting it all backwards. The teen huffed and crossed his arms, feeling his head become heavier as one of the foxfires sat atop his noggin. "Wait, why're you even askin' me for permission? It ain't like you live with me. If you wanna bunk with a bity little demon puff, go ahead."
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Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2013 5:08 pm
How Solomon balanced all the wiggling of the two individuals thrown over his shoulders was a trade secret. A batman-trade secret. Of secrets. He was mostly running on Gingerbread and Allan's life force right then (true story: if Solomon and Allan both didn't go through it, Allan would live forever, so really he was doing his Division leader a solid). "Calm down, Batgirl! You can fight villainy once it rears it's ugly face!"
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Which happened to be all over the floor right then. Looking at everybody. Foxfires everywhere. He nudged a few with his feet before he nearly threw himself, Nick, and Dorian onto Nevada upon their summons. "Well, Robin, we'll be finding out our assignment shortly!"
It was a rather awkward sight, really, as Solomon just stood there with his two kidnapped victims, grinning.
"What's happening in Gotham, Barbara?" he asked in a serious tone.
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Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2013 5:16 pm
Nevada had no idea who Barabara was but was willing to play along. She nudged her foot, pointing down from her table spot. "We appear to have an invasion Batman. What will you and the gang do?" She gave him a lazy smile. She saw a Dorian and a unknown girl being totes around as well still. Poor dears.
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Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2013 5:27 pm
Eva stared at Otto owlishly, blinking her eyes a couple of times as she looked between the boy and the foxfire. "Well...you know, wouldn't it be kind of redundant if I called him Puppy Junior? I like to think I have a better naming sense than that."
...Really?
...Really?
She wriggled her fingers in front of Otto Jr. again, and this time, it did manage to close its teeth around her. Wincing, she tried to pull her finger free as she answered the blond. "No, but I'd bring him with me whenever I visit, so I figured I'd ask permission just in case."
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Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2013 5:42 pm
The biting and latching was starting to irritate the blonde, his brows twitching in annoyance. "Don't name it after me!" The complaint was likely falling on deaf ears. "Don't bring him over either! Ugh!" Otto threw his arms in the air, two foxfires who'd been nibbling on his sleeves when flying in either direction with a yelp. "Can't you like, get a pet rock? They don't bite! Or those stuffed animals I got you. They don't bite either. That thing is probably crawling with Fear disease."HP: 54/60
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Toshihiko Two rolled 1 12-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-12)
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Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2013 6:59 pm
Not that the squeaky bastards took much effort fending off.
"This seemed a lot harder when we were cats."
HP: 60
Defending: Rep, Self
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Baneful rolled 2 12-sided dice:
9, 9
Total: 18 (2-24)
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Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2013 7:07 pm
"Everything was a lot ******** harder when we were cats." Rep said curtly. He tried not to think too hard about the adventures they'd had as minipets, it had been less enjoyable cat silliness and more life or death trying to restrain someone while having no thumbs and then losing to his own dark side in a one on one fight.
He couldn't get too hung up on it though, not when everything was so much festive fun and foxfires were being scattered right left and centre like small fluffy bowling balls.
"Except maybe licking your own balls, cats have it easy in that department."
HP: 60
DMG: 12
Total damage: 35
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