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 Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2012 5:24 pm
" when did this chan----- **SCREEEEEEEEEEEEE**ge to hore--" "You REALLY don't wanna go there, man." "Yeah, good point-- ALL THE WELCOME, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, BOILS AND GHOULS--" "Monster stadium got the chicks in bikinis, you know." "Lucky jackers-- WELCOME TO THE--er... PONY STADIUM! Where is that band paper you were supposed to give me--- AH HERE WE GO" "Is one bikini asking too much? Just one?" " Please welcome to the stage;
DIRTY HOMICIDE
vs
DREAM MOSQUITOZ Stay tuned for the rules!
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2012 5:26 pm
"Maybe you shouldn'ta called them ponies..." "Oh shuddup already. I got rules to give." TERMS AND CONDITIONS
Rules OOC Rules Due to time constraints, each Team has 12 hours to make their posts.
Failure to post within that time period means they are forfeiting their turn
Read the instructions below carefully! It's kind of how this thing works.
First team to hit 0HP loses! Winner advances to the next round.
This battle is TEAM vs TEAM, and each member posts individually to attack.
This is for fun, so don't get too upset if you lose!
Battling How-To This is TEAM TURN BASED Battle! - Meaning all three members of Team 1 has to post before any members from Team 2 can! (Unless time constraints have team 1 players forfeit).
Each 'Weapon' has their own mechanics, which you will find below. Please adhere to your intrument's mechanics!
Roll first, and edit in your post with an RP'd action and the damage/hp stats!
Be very careful to keep track of all damage and remaining HP values!
No real Reaper Weapons will be used. Instruments have been provided if you don't want to break yours.
If you have any further questions, contact (SOMEONE)!
Guitarist Mechanics For the band member with the title Guitarist, even if it isn't. Weapon: Usually something Guitar-like Action: Smash your opponent with whatever flair you want! Mechanics: roll 2 6-sided dice (2d6) and subtract 4. If your result is 0 OR negative, your guitar breaks instead and you're on the sidelines for the rest of the match! Example 1: I roll a 4 and a 2. 6(total damage) - 4 = 2. Therefore, I do 2 damage Example 2: I roll a 2 and a 2. 4(my total) - 4 = 0. Therefore, my guitar breaks and I'm out! Vocalist Mechanics For the band member with the title Vocalist, even if it isn't. Weapon: Anything vaguely Skellyphone like. Megaphones included. Action: Yell into it to send a blast of sound! Or, you know, just shatter eardums with the pitch. You could even hit them with it if you wanted! Mechanics: Roll 2 6-sided dice (2d6) and subtract 6. Drummer Mechanics For the band member with the title Drummer, even if it isn't. Weapon: Usually something Drum-like. Action: Throw your drumsticks (or a piece of the drum set if you're THAT frustrated!), but beware, there might be rebound! Mechanics: Roll 2 8-sided dice (2d cool . The first dice is the damage you do to the other team, and the second dice is the damage done to your team! Example 1: I roll a 8 and a 3. I do 8 damage to the other team, and 3 damage to my team! are on Team A Vaseline, Oxy, and Mars are on Team B Team B is chosen to go first. Vaseline rolls to attack, edits post. Mars rolls to attack, edits post. Oxy rolls to attack, edits post. ** Team B's turn is over** ** Team A's turn begins ** Nestle rolls to attack, edits post Sony rolls to attack, edits post Barqs rolls to attack, edits post ** Team A's turn is over ** ** Team B's turn begins ** Oxy rolls to attack, edits post. Mars rolls to attack, edits post. Vaseline doesn't make a post and is skipped. ** Team B's turn is now over! ** ** Team A's turn begins ** and so on and so forth until one team reaches 0
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2012 5:28 pm
LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED!Dirty Homicide has an HP of 42Dream Mosquitoz has an HP of 40FIRST UP IS DIRTY HOMICIDE
Good luck!
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poke mattix rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 7
Total: 14 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2012 6:48 pm
Living up to someone else's expectations was always a pain in the a**, but trying to live up to a previous drummers destructive power was leaving Poke feeling strained and ready to go bat s**t on the nearest gnome. Not to mention she was on the same team as Deacon, whom she was already weary of. Nuk was cool though, and she had to admit his crotch grabbing shenanigans was humorous in it's own rebellious way. But the brawling part was coming up, and she forgot about her concerns in favor of getting ready to beat the ever loving crap out of their opponent.
Which just happened to include Xiu and ********.
Without waiting for any signal from her respective team, she grabbed her snare drum and flung it at Mot, the one she would feel the least bad in hitting. The drum had then ricocheted off and smacked Deacon in the face. She didn't feel so bad about this though.
....It was the sushi comment. Really.
Drummer
Damage done to other team: 7
Damage done to own team: 7
Dirty Homicide's HP: 35
Dream mosquito's HP: 33
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x_Nata_x rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 4
Total: 10 (2-12)
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2012 11:45 pm
Poke needn't have worried so much about living up to the last year's band's status; last year, Dirty Homicide had sucked, just like one of the judges had said. They'd been ejected the first round, after Deacon had broken not one, but TWO guitars, one right after the other. And with no guitarist, both he and the bigfoot girl had been pummeled into the ground, the dirty, splintered wooden flood having literally been mopped with their faces. They hadn't stood a chance. It was probably the reason Deacon had been bitching before, the memories of that disaster having resurfaced as they'd entered the old Crypt. Well, jack that. This year, the skinwalker was determined to win this s**t, even if he had to shove Deacon's guitar up his a**.
Cracking his knuckles as they faced their opponents, Nuk smirked as he eyed the competition, lips pulled back over sharp canines in a sinister grimace of aggression. Truth be told, he was psyched. Fighting was something he did frequently, singing was something he did well, so this competition was the perfect excuse to combine both his need to pound flesh and show off. Grabbing the mic from the stand, the skinwalker gave it a sharp spin by the cord, weighing it experimentally in his hands. It felt great; it was heavy, heavy enough to do some real damage, and his grin broadened visibly. He was just about to chuck it when a flicker of movement caught the corner of his eye, and a snare suddenly shot like a rocket from somewhere to his right. Snapping his attention to Poke, Nuk's eyebrows shot up in surprise, clearly impressed by not only her accuracy, but her strength.
Dragon knew how to throw.
And when that same snare bounced back to smack Deacon right in the face, the skinwalker was nearly in tears, doubled over and cackling something fierce, practically on the floor.
"AHAHA NICE SHOT SUSHI!"
He liked this girl. She had just made his day.
It took a good few seconds for Nuk to recover, and even after he had, there was still that occasional low, husky laughter bubbling from the back of his throat. But they had a competition to win, and jack if he was gonna give the other team even a second to get the upper hand on them. Glancing between the three opposing band members, the skinwalker appraised his targets, rumbling thoughtfully in the back of his throat. Xiu was an instant no. He knew of this girl, her sugary sweetness renown throughout the entire school, and he would quicker ******** himself than try to hit her. So it was Mot or Lizzy. Mot was a pretty cool boil; he'd always liked the guy, despite (or perhaps because of,) their little 'cowboy and indian' repartee. And truth be told, he didn't know Lizzy at all. So while Lizzy was a girl, and he found it in extremely poor taste to hit a girl, Nuk found his attention focusing on the spider girl, smirk turning sinister again.
"Now where was I... oh yeah. Think fast."
Spinning the mic faster, the skinwalker sent the heavy piece of equipment shooting out towards the girl, ready to jerk it back by the cord as soon as it made connection. Sorry Lizzy. Bros before hoes.
Vocalist
Damage: 4
DH HP: 35
DM HP: 29
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Hitsuzen rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 6
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 2:54 am
They'd done pretty well in the tryouts, actually. It was a bit of a mood lifter. At least until Deacon had gotten a rotten egg to the face. Perhaps without that he might have been a little more cheerful. If cheerful had been a word to be used around him ever. Regardless, after literally washing the egg off his face Deacon was more than ready for the part of the battle where he got to break things and hurt people. In no particular order.
It was probably a really stupid idea to use his own guitar for the destruction, but if there was one thing he remembered from last time it was that he'd used the provided instruments and had barely gotten a hit before the useless things were in splinters and he was left on the sidelines. This guitar had been expensive, and while it wasn't the intended use Deacon was depending on it to be pretty damn durable.
He was so ready for this.
Just as he was testing a light swing with his guitar, judging the weight as he held the thing like a sledgehammer, Pokerus decided to take the first shot. Or throw, apparently. Drumsticks be damned. Deacon looked up at the sound of the percussion hitting Mot, and in the matter of one half of a second the drum had flown right back at them, had an intimate meeting with his face and knocked the demon flat on his back.
With his hands pressed over his face like that, it was hard to tell what he shouted, but you'd better believe they were colorful words. For ******** sake, his face was the only part of him that he was still confident about!
After he'd tried to comfort the horrible ache in his face, to say nothing of the bloodied nose, Deacon got to his feet again and picked his guitar up off the floor. Flipping the bird to both of his fellow band members with his free hand, he advanced on the only one involved with his pain (as far as he considered it) that he was allowed to hit: Mot.
Swinging the instrument into his other hand to hold in both, Deacon didn't waste a moment wielding his guitar like an axe to strike at the boil. He grimaced when it made contact, but not for sympathy of Mot. He'd half expected to break the guitar on the first go, and he actually looked quite pleased with himself when he realized that it had kept itself together.
You get what you pay for, indeed.
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Guitarist
Damage: 3
DH HP: 35
DM HP: 26
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Kaiyumi rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 2
Total: 6 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 7:37 am
Considering that this was her first BotB, Xiu had been rather excited when the matchups were announced. While she may have not been formally acquainted with with either Nuk or Deacon, she did know Poke, and would have lifted a hand to wave--and was in the middle of doing so--had the ghoul's drum not come flying over to hit poor Mot in the face.
...
R-right, this was what BotB entailed, right? Actually physically battling with the opponent bands? Ears drooping a little, she dropped her eyes to look at the drum set that was sitting before her. It was all in good fun and in the spirit of competition, she knew...but the baku couldn't help but wonder if all those hours she spent practicing the bongos drums had been for naught. Lizzy had even gone to the trouble of bringing her a book, and--
--okay, not the time. Knowing that she couldn't just stand back and watch her teammates be attacked, the ghoul grabbed the first thing that her fingers found--a pair of drumsticks--and chucked them at the opposing team ("S-sorry!"). Of course, being Xiu (whose aim wasn't the best), one of the drumsticks may or may not have hit her spider demoness friend in the arm.
"...Sorry, Lizzy!"
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Drummer
Damage (DH): 4
Damage (DM): 2
DH HP: 31
DM HP: 24
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Bittiface rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 6
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 11:49 am
Vocalist
Damage (DH): 1
DH HP: 30
DM HP: 24
Mot yelped into the mic as a drum barreled into his face. He dropped the mic in the process, sending feedback through the speakers. The grim reaper whined, rubbing his bloody nose as tears reactively built up from the injury.
Reaper problems.
He looked up just in time to see the cat man come at him with a guitar, but not in time to dodge.
"OH HELLS BELLS!" Mot yelped clutching yet another injury. Why did he have to be the singer again? A mic was a lousy weapon.
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Dragain rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 4
Total: 10 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 12:08 pm
Lizzy teared up, although she wasn't crying. It was more of a reflex, because Nuk's attack had stung. She did offer the opponent vocalist a thumbs up though.
While she was prepared for this segment of the competition - having took part in the first BotB - it did not lessen the pain. She had forgotten about the pain. Rubbing the affected area, she winced, letting out a soft whine before recomposing herself; there was no ill intention. This is just a friendly competition, even if they were hurling things at each other. She wanted Mot to gain a little self-esteem. She wanted to have fun.
"O-oh! It's alright!" She managed a smile at Xiu, giving her a thumbs up before she turned to look at their opponents; she knew Nuk and Poke by name, having briefly spoken to them before, but not the other boil. Of the three though, the two boils looked like they could handle a hit the most-
That was when she realized that Nuk was not wearing a shirt. He had the whole exposed man chest thing going on; while being with Mac had helped her to be less bashful about these things, it was too sudden... Nope. Not going up to that, especially since at her height, it really would be SUDDENLY MAN CHEST to her face.
That was how the demoness ended up putting on a determined expression as she swung her guitar at Deacon, all the while exclaiming 'Sorry sorry sorry!'
She meant every apology too.
DH HP: 24
DM HP: 24
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Hitsuzen rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 2
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 3:08 pm
As it turned out, Deacon's next choice of target was right in striking distance. At least, once the room stopped spinning from the concussion of such a blow. These ghouls knew how to fight. Damn.
When Deacon managed to lift his guitar, stumbling, to bring it crashing down on the ghoul... He kinda missed and only clipped her.
He was dizzy and at least he hadn't broken the damn guitar yet. Technically, he had already bested his 'high score' okay?
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Guitarist
Damage: 2
DH HP: 24
DM HP: 22
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poke mattix rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 3
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 8:45 pm
Jacking hell, they weren't going to keep calling her sushi were they? Her frown quickly turned into suppressed laughter at Deacons 'gesture' to them. His face was also a improvement, thanks to his bloodied nose. Though through all the enjoyment of watching Deacon squirm and them holding the upper hand, it didn't stop her ear-fins folding to her head as she grimaced at the amount of pain Mot was feeling. Not only did he have a drum to the face, he then had a guitar to the head. And then she realized that Xiu had been trying to wave at her, but she was to busy being 'POKE-SMASH', to notice. With a guilty face, she quickly waved at the Baku before flinching again when Nuk's mic made contact with Lizzy.
"L-lizzy are you alright?!" She called out, forgetting momentarily that she was on the opposite team. Because stuff it the ghoul was about to cry. And then Deacon just had to aim his guitar at her. Seriously.
But all too quickly it was her turn to attack. Looking at her remaining equipment. Poke picked up the set of drums ticks she had neglected to use the first time around. Hopefully this wouldn't be as painful as a set of drums. She sent the twin missiles flying, but her aim was off. And immediately she let out a shout of horror at the fact she had accidentally hit Xiu instead. And may have hit someone else on her team in the process, she wasn't watching, being to concerned that she had just hit Xiu. Holy Jack she had just hit Xiu.
She was the worst dragon ever
"OH s**t! XIU I'M SORRY! I'MSORRYI'MSORRYI'MSORRY" She shouted out in a panic. Who's side was she on again?
Drummer
Damage done to other team: 7
Damage done to own team: 3
Dirty Homicide's HP: 21
Dream mosquito's HP: 15
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x_Nata_x rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 4
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 10:04 pm
Poke's sticks rebounded, clipping the skinwaker's side. It stung, but it wasn't anything too awful. What was really distracting was the fact that Poke had apparently decided to start feeling bad about hitting the enemy. Turning around to face the drummer, Nuk put his hands on his
"HEY. You're not supposed to APOLOGIZE," the skinwalker scolded, giving her a comical, mock-exasperated look, "Let me tell you how this game works. We fight. They hopefully lose. The end."
He could understand though. He'd probably have felt super bad if he'd hit Xiu too.
And in the fervency of his explanation of the game, Nuk forgot to attack this round. Nice job, dunce skinwalker.
At least Deacon was hitting things though. Good job Deacon. You are officially not the most useless person on the team anymore!
Vocalist
Damage: 0
DH HP: 21
DM HP: 15
OOC: Sorry for the crappy post guys, feeling kind of sick tonight. ;;;
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Bittiface rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 1
Total: 4 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 10:23 pm
Vocalist
Damage: 0
DH HP: 21
DM HP: 15
Mot was still being a big baby, nursing a head wound, his mic still on the ground.
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Dragain rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 5
Total: 10 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 10:37 pm
Lizzy took several steps back away from Deacon after he decided to use his guitar too, her attention on Poke for a bit, "I-I'm alright! Thank you!" See, she even had the energy and spirit left to flash the dragon a small, grateful smile for her concern! To be honest, she was more worried about Mot; he seemed like he was going to be out of commission soon.
Right... What was it that he said-
"Um, think fast...?" She prompted Nuk before wielding her guitar the same way a frying pan would be wielded, swinging it at the skinwalker; she might had been watching that one movie again the other night.
"S-sorry!"
Guitarist
Damage to DH: 6
DH HP: 15
DM HP: 15
[Get well soon, Nata! D:]
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Kaiyumi rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 4
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 11:52 pm
"Ah--Mot! Are you okay?"
Xiu turned to stare at her friend anxiously when she realized that he had not moved from his spot. He had gotten hit pretty hard by that snare drum, and she was worried that he was--
--!
The next thing the baku felt was a sharp pain as something hit her in the head, and she immediately collapsed behind the drum set to nurse her head. For a minute, all she could focus on was the throbbing sensation left by the impact--and the inevitability of a bruise--but as the pain lessened, she was suddenly very aware of Poke's panicked apologies. Poking her head out from behind the drums, Xiu offered the other ghoul a reassuring smile and a dismissive wave of her hand.
"N-no, don't worry about it! Besides, this is kind of what this event is all about, right?" With a wince, she pushed herself back up to her feet, surveying the drums before her before picking up one of the bongos. Taking a deep breath, the small ghoul heaved the instrument up and over in the direction of the other team.
Watch out, Deacon!
Of course, after hitting the boil, the drum decided it wanted to bounce back to it's original thrower and attack Xiu as well. With a yelp, the baku once again ducked behind the drum set, hands clasped over her head.
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Drummer
Damage (DH): 6
Damage (DM): 4
DH HP: 9
DM HP: 11
(( ;; Feel better, Nata! ;; <333 ))
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