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 Posted: Thu Aug 15, 2013 5:23 pm
 Something ambles towards you slowly, making uneven clicking noises. It reaches out feeble claws at you... barely able stand upright. INSANITY CREEPER HP 30/30
gaia_crown Boss auto damage: You take 5 HP damage per turn you make
gaia_crown Boss loot: (On DEFEAT of boss only)
Roll 1d4 and match your loot to the results below:
1: 2: 3: 4:
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Face your demons rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 7
Total: 14 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu Aug 15, 2013 5:24 pm
She knew these things had the trinkets she wanted. She was prepared to shoot off one of its legs and beat it to death with it if that meant it would yield the results she desired.OOC Name of character: Raumias Damage done: 8 Boss HP: 22 / 30 Current HP: 35/40 Special ability: Rook's Ambition [[Negate auto-damage; 0/3 used]] Species Ability: N/A Now. Current weapon equipped: Sorrow and Rage; 2d10-6 TARGET: BOSS, take that!
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Face your demons rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 10
Total: 15 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu Aug 15, 2013 5:25 pm
Since no one was around, she actually tried to shoot one of its many limbs off.OOC Name of character: Raumias Damage done: 9 Boss HP: 13 / 30 Current HP: 30/40 Special ability: Rook's Ambition [[Negate auto-damage; 0/3 used]] Species Ability: N/A Now. Current weapon equipped: Sorrow and Rage; 2d10-6 TARGET: BOSS, take that!
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Face your demons rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 1
Total: 6 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu Aug 15, 2013 5:27 pm
It had been weirdly successful.
Raumias snuck over to the limb, kicked it in with the edge of her foot lightly, and realized it felt strange on her bare feet.
Wait, since when was she barefoot? This would explain a lot.
She'd probably always been barefoot, and somehow never noticed. Suddenly, her misery at the hands of the lava place seemed a lot better explained.OOC Name of character: Raumias Damage done: 9 Boss HP: 13 / 30 Current HP: 30/40 Special ability: Rook's Ambition [[Negate auto-damage; 0/3 used]] Species Ability: N/A Now. Current weapon equipped: Sorrow and Rage; 2d10-6 TARGET: BOSS, take that!
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Face your demons rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 8
Total: 14 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu Aug 15, 2013 5:27 pm
Ok, amusement was over.
She shot at the creature again.
Ok, maybe just one more limb.OOC Name of character: Raumias Damage done: 8 Boss HP: 5 / 30 Current HP: 20/40 Special ability: Rook's Ambition [[Negate auto-damage; 0/3 used]] Species Ability: N/A Now. Current weapon equipped: Sorrow and Rage; 2d10-6 TARGET: BOSS, take that!
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Face your demons rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 6
Total: 8 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu Aug 15, 2013 6:02 pm
At least no one was here to see this.OOC Name of character: Raumias Damage done: 2 Boss HP: 3 / 30 Current HP: 15/40 Special ability: Rook's Ambition [[Negate auto-damage; 0/3 used]] Species Ability: N/A Now. Current weapon equipped: Sorrow and Rage; 2d10-6 TARGET: BOSS, take that!
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Face your demons rolled 2 10-sided dice:
1, 4
Total: 5 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu Aug 15, 2013 6:04 pm
She was kind of bored, actually, and just sort of shooting it idly when it slashed at her.OOC Name of character: Raumias Damage done: 2 Boss HP: 3 / 30 Current HP: 10/40 Special ability: Rook's Ambition [[Negate auto-damage; 0/3 used]] Species Ability: N/A Now. Current weapon equipped: Sorrow and Rage; 2d10-6 TARGET: BOSS, take that!
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Face your demons rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 7
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu Aug 15, 2013 6:05 pm
So... if no one was here, surely no one would care if she shot off a third limb. It was vital target practice, after all.OOC Name of character: Raumias Damage done: 6 Boss HP: DEAD. Current HP: 5/40 Special ability: Rook's Ambition [[Negate auto-damage; 0/3 used]] Species Ability: N/A Now. Current weapon equipped: Sorrow and Rage; 2d10-6 TARGET: BOSS, take that!
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Face your demons rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Thu Aug 15, 2013 6:06 pm
Raumias picked up one of the severed legs from the machine-fog creature, and before it could disappear back into the ether and leave her loot in its place, she poked it:
"Tag. You're it."x2
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