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 Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 9:59 am
Dakota stared at the death hunter.
and kept staring.
and stared even more.
Something about Otto had changed. Something about his lower region or something. Dakota was rubbing his chin, attempting to figure just it was, The Death hunter hadn't gotten taller. Well no one got taller to Dakota really, one thing this moon hunter had was the frame of a giant. So he continued to stare like a creeper, like a true creeper. Was it his pants? Was he wearing different pants? Usually Otto looked like one of those gangbangers, the one that wore their pants under their a** as practice for when they go to jail.
Maybe it was the pants. That settled, he stopped rubbing his chin...
and then made his way over.
(f *_*)f
"Otto my man. Want to go up the dorms and defeat some shadowy blob like shapes?" Dakota crouched lower and slung his arm around the youth. Not really a youth because Dakota was only a year older but still...."Look bro, I got a stash of Dr. Pepper in my room in the dorms. I'll give you some...If you help me get to it."
Of course...that was only the beginning of things that Dakota wanted to retrieve.......
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 10:10 am
Otto felt eyes on him. This strange feeling like he was being watched, analyzed.. The feeling gave him a shiver. The short blonde turned his head in time to see Dakota eyeing him. Just what was that creepy Marcus lover doing looking at him like th----
.. wait. If he was.. you know.. that way, and Otto recently learned wearing his pants low meant.. something.. did that mean he was...
BUT I JUST FIXED MY PANTS! This problem shouldn't be happening.
<>
Otto cringed as Dakota sidled up to him, shoulders stiffened and eyes staring at the hand over his shoulder. Oh, he wanted to go kill some blobs? Well, that was a way better answer to the conclusion Otto had come to.
Otto raised a brow at his offer. Dr. Pepper? Like... real soda? Otto tried to remember the last time he was able to have junk food since before their last mission. Too long... The offer was indeed tempting.
"....A'ight. Let's go." Otto agreed with a narrowed stare.
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 1 100-sided dice:
78
Total: 78 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 10:25 am
Dakota did not in fact think of Otto like that. Just because he was all small and cute and adorable gangster whatever, didn't mean Dakota was going to pull some low ridden pants down.
If he was gay, which he would swear he is not....He had a love already. Marcus. Kthnx.
It didn't help though that Dakota was creeping in Otto's space, had him by the shoulder and attempting to lead him away....to the dorms with all their empty rooms and suspicious mission.
Him offering Otto Soda was like offering Candy to a little kid.
Max creeper status.
"Awesome. I've been craving Dr. Pepper since before this mission went to ******** again.
He headed up, sure Otto was following and looked around. Ah the dorms.
He grinned as he headed in. Except nothing came to attack. Odd, usually Dakota attracted danger. Did he need to do another dance?
Dakota: 50/50
Damage:
Charge: 0/3
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Bittiface rolled 1 100-sided dice:
20
Total: 20 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 10:42 am
"Ya don't say.." Otto muttered disinterestedly. He was only here for the soda. He'd just have to play nice until he got what he wanted. Once again, the above ground was lacking activity. Maybe it was a ploy the monsters took. Luring victims into a false sense of security. Otto was onto you, insanity monsters! Still, the dorms brought a teasing feeling. To think a decent bed was just behind closed doors. How much longer would he have to deal with the snoring of fellow hunters surrounding him? That itself gave Otto the drive to fight. "C'mon out ya little buggers." Otto grumbled. Sure enough, his taunt launched a small bitey creature, flying at Otto from a dark corner. Otto side stepped and let the thing slam into a wall. Quote: 11-32: A small, semi-solid creature snatches at you with painful claws and teeth. Mob Stats HP: 5 Auto Damage: 2 (hit or miss) Quote: Death Trainee: subtract 2 from auto damage Intermediate: subtract 3 from auto damage
DMG:
Charge: 0/3
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 4
Total: 14 (2-20)
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 11:07 am
It saddened Dakota to see that the little blob fly out. It hit the wall as Otto sidestepped it and made the hunter just sigh.
"So they send the shrimps for the shrimp. Here I got this one okay..." Dakota summoned Chama up, spinning the dagger in the air, catching it and sending it flying into the little thing.
"And now to the rooms!" Dakota grinned before stopping..."There is stairs here right? Want to grab a mattress and surf the stairs down to other area's?" Dakota felt like a kid.
"All these rooms unoccupied and we can't even have some fun in them."
He waited a beat.
"Also I like the attire change there Otto, Did someone tell you that your pants were dragging on your way to being somebodies little b***h?" He continued to grin.
Dakota: 48/50
Damage: 8
Charge: 0/3OOC 11-32: A small, semi-solid creature snatches at you with painful claws and teeth. Mob Stats HP: -3 (Heh) Auto Damage: 2 (hit or miss) Enemies defeated: 1
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Bittiface rolled 1 100-sided dice:
47
Total: 47 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 11:34 am
Otto watched with mild amusement as the thing's life ended right then and there, killed by a flying dagger. Wow, shrimp was right. Otto followed after the taller boy until he stopped, raising a brow at his juvenile idea. "That's a dumb idea." Except Otto actually felt the opposite. That idea sounded fun. Like, a lot of fun. On the same level as office chair jousting had been. Though that one had landed Eva and Otto more injuries than they started with... Otto remained silent for a moment after Dakota's comment about his pants. Another moment. His brows then furrowed angrily, his face going beet red. It seemed it took him a moment to process all that. "SO WHAT IF THEY DID!?" He yelled, his voice nearly cracking. It was bad enough Molly of all people had been the one to tell him, but did EVERYONE think he'd been... all that time... Oh God. Otto turned and stomped in another direction, only to nearly get bowled over by another creature. Why were they always attacking him first?! Quote: 34-65: A large, semi-solid creature barrels into you! It's slow-moving but a bit more powerful than the smaller ones. Mob Stats HP: 10 Auto Damage: 3 (hit or miss)
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 7
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 6:56 pm
He went over to retrieve the dagger from the wall before winking at Otto.
Chama rang in his voice which had the male hunter just grin and shrug. It's effective.
Sorry Chama! I'll throw you more elegantly next time okay?
"So....Does that mean your down for it?" Dakota's grin could only get so wide. The idea sounded EXCELLENT OKAY, who didn't want to mattress surf in the dorms when their Division leaders couldn't say s**t!
He was watching the hunter with an excited puppy dog look, more focused on the whole Mattress surface that he had forgotten his question about the whole sagging a** pants....until Otto yelled at him.
"Whoa whoa whoa." He rose his hands before shaking his head...."Otto bro, its just man....I don't know how many times I wanted to come enlighten you on the fact that your a** was hanging out the back and it was offensive...trust me, seeing your little tightie whities (or whatever he wears) is not on my top ten priotories list....not even on my top 1000000000000000000000000000 list." He shifted his own pants up, feeling them sag a bit before shrugging.
"So who told you that your a** was ripe for the picking from the prison inmates here?"
No sooner had the question left his mouth though when the hunter was mauled by some black shadow. Man these things really wanted to see them.
"Man they must like you Otto."
He sliced at the newcomer enemy dancing out of the way in case Otto decided to throw his large a** boomarang.
Dakota: 45/50
Damage: 6
Charge: 0/3OOC 11-32: A small, semi-solid creature snatches at you with painful claws and teeth. Mob Stats HP: 4 Auto Damage: 3 (hit or miss) Enemies defeated: 1
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Bittiface rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 2
Total: 7 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 10:06 pm
Otto rolled his eyes. "Yeah sure. But you get to test it out." The mattresses that is. When Dakota breaks his face, then it would be deemed unsafe. Seemed like a solid plan to Otto.
Dakota's reasoning, bringing up details he so did not want to hear about, made the already angry and embaressed Otto turn redder. It wasn't hanging out THAT much was it?! This guy was just overexxagerating! Obviously. Otto groaned when Dakota asked who'd told him, a sheepish look on his face. "It was..." Otto rubbed his face, muttering his next couple words. "...Molly told me."
Otto sneered at Dakota's comment, and brought out the boomerang. He moved to whack the bugger off the map, but it seemed to scurry away, only just grazing it.
HP: 50/50
Dmg: 1
Enemy: 3
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 6
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 11:17 pm
"I can always take things out for the test ride Otto. Just means you get sloppy second rides afterwards." He sighed as the enemy still stood there, bring Chama down to hopefully finish the thing, watching as it dissipated into thin air.
And then...when he heard her name, he turned to Otto.
"Molly." Like..."Like Molly Molly? Little Sweet and Petite Redhead Irish girl Molly." He waited another beat.....
"Molly told you about your pants being a gang sign for prison mates wanting to a** rape you?"
Oh god...this was priceless
Dakota: 42/50
Damage: 6
Charge: 2/3OOC 11-32: A small, semi-solid creature snatches at you with painful claws and teeth. Mob Stats HP: -5 Auto Damage: 3 (hit or miss) Enemies defeated: 2
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Bittiface rolled 1 100-sided dice:
43
Total: 43 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 11:27 pm
Yes, it was Molly. Yes, it was that Molly. "Dude?" Otto asked, his voice muffled as he cover his face with his hands. "Can you... like... stop talking?" Molly had put it nicely. Really nicely. Hearing it put so bluntly was agonizing. He really didn't care to hear him talk about a** rape. Not at all. His hands slid off of his face, his expression a mix of irritated and exhausted. Once again, another enemy moved to barrel into the teen, who just as easily side stepped out of the way. Quote: 34-65: A large, semi-solid creature barrels into you! It's slow-moving but a bit more powerful than the smaller ones. Mob Stats HP: 10 Auto Damage: 3 (hit or miss)
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 2 100-sided dice:
56, 47
Total: 103 (2-200)
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 8:52 pm
Hi this is a post that Nyx rolled too much in
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 9
Total: 19 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 8:53 pm
Hi these are the right dice hur hur
"Dude...."
And Dakota did stop talking...for a second.
"Molly...." He was just baffled, the little redhead surprised him more everyday...
"I just man, I didn't even she knew about things like that. She always seems so innocent and s**t, Like...I feel bad for even CUSSING around her and she went and told you about a** rape in Jail...I mean....Can you just believe that?" He laughed as another enemy went to attack. He took the blow instead of Otto, making a oomph sound before...
"I just....Otto man...you got school by MOLLY."
and threw Chama again, watching the creature dissipate.
"Well that was easy...."
Dakota: 39/50
Damage: 13
Charge: 2/3OOC 11-32: A small, semi-solid creature snatches at you with painful claws and teeth. Mob Stats HP: -3 Overkill look at that HUR HUR Auto Damage: 3 (hit or miss) Enemies defeated: 3
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Bittiface rolled 1 100-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-100)
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 9:10 pm
"S-she said she saw it in some documentary. But <********>, man, what they Hell was she watchin' a doc on that s**t anyway?" Otto groaned again, wishing that hole to die in would hurry up and make itself known. Schooled by Molly.Yes.. it was the ultimate shame."Don't remind me..." He grumbled, looking at the creature as it died off. "Too easy.." Why were all these things so.. pathetic? "How the Hell are these a threat?"Wait.. why was he here again? Oh right. Dr. Pepper. That was the only reason he was here tolerating Dakota. 8/ Quote: 2-10: You find the body of a fallen hunter, their weapon tablet lies on the ground but crumbles as you reach for it. The pieces quickly shift and expand into a large, insane creature. It's form is not very solid, and more cloud-like than anything. Boss Stats HP: 50 Auto Damage: 5 (hit or miss) Extra: because of it's form, use a -8 modifier for accuracy! This does not count with charged attacks! Otto looked over and saw a body. With a tablet, and the pieces from the multiple times he'd been in the scenario rung out in his mind. "Er...."
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 10
Total: 16 (2-20)
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 3:02 pm
Dakota just continued to grin happily. It seemed little Sweet and Petite wasn't as INNOCENT and SWEET as she would like him to think. Especially if she knew what was going on in the Prison Rape Tango.
Did this scenario just keep getting funnier and funnier?
"I wonder when she saw that yeah? Must be before her hunter days. She must be well educated about it...especially if she's letting you know..." He stretched after the descruction of the Shadow before shrugging.
"To tell kids like you that your pants have a special meaning. If you catch the drift. Do you? ARE YOU DRIFTING?" He laughed at his horrible...horrible pun.
"I don't know, we've cleared a couple of them and we still aren't..." He looked at the room numbers..."Oh hey, there's just a couple more rooms before mine."
"Just a couple more-" Dakota was still combing the room numbers when his gaze landed on his room. Thank god. Dr. pepper and some other things were theirs! "Look were here." He turned to stare at the creature facing Otto and just..."The final boss before the treat is ours? Think we can handle it here?" Dakota groaned.
He was so damn close to his drink.
"AUUUUUURHGHSDKFJDSKJ" He attacked. Get this s**t over with quick so he could get some.
Dakota: 34/50
Damage: 8
Charge: 3/3OOC 2-10: You find the body of a fallen hunter, their weapon tablet lies on the ground but crumbles as you reach for it. The pieces quickly shift and expand into a large, insane creature. It's form is not very solid, and more cloud-like than anything. Boss Stats HP: 42 Auto Damage: 5 (hit or miss) Extra: because of it's form, use a -8 modifier for accuracy! This does not count with charged attacks! Enemies defeated: 3
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Bittiface rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 4
Total: 6 (2-20)
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 10:30 pm
Otto: 48/50
Dmg: NONE
Charge: 0/3Quote: Boss Stats HP: 42 Auto Damage: 5 (hit or miss) Extra: because of it's form, use a -8 modifier for accuracy! This does not count with charged attacks! Enemies defeated: 3 Otto mumbled as Dakota howled at his own pun. The teen rubbed his temples as if he'd been physically assaulted with the terrible joke. They were RIGHT THERE, and some damn bugger of a 'Boss' had to make things hard on them. "Let's make this ********' quick." Otto growled, bringing up Tenya and winding back for a strike. He pressed forward, tossing Tenya in the air just as the creature shifted into an intangible substance. Before Otto could track his weapon's position the creature lashed out, forcing Otto to back off.
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