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Enoh Love rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-20)
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 Posted: Tue Jun 16, 2015 7:04 pm
Hattie was running full tilt towards the training field's threshold an exact five minutes after sending the DM. Five minutes, as promised. Except she didn't entirely stop there - no, she continued to run, and made a bee-line for the person she was after. Horace. Poor, once-bored Horace.
Instead of slowing down, she willingly bowled right into him - and made a point of doing so too, even if he tried to move. Though, if truth be told, it was less a bowl and more of a very on purpose tackle, which was a rather violent hug, as both her arms and legs wrapped around him with all the force of her momentum.
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The Semblance of Unity rolled 1 20-sided dice:
12
Total: 12 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Jun 16, 2015 7:13 pm
Having affixed the cake with a sign indicating it was free (he didn't know if anyone would heed it or avoid it for fear of Life ********), and made his way to the training fields. Well, Horace ran to the training field, sure he didn't want to get beaten to his own destination by his hyper-active twin. As it was, he managed to haul a** and beat her by a cool two minutes.
He was so preoccupied with trying not to look as though he'd just ran to the fields that he never saw Hattie coming. It was like getting hit by a rock, one that possessed both arms and legs. With a startled shout, Horace went down, arms flailing. And he reached down and ruffled her unruly hair.
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The Semblance of Unity rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 6
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Tue Jun 16, 2015 7:15 pm
The hair ruffle turned into a noogie as it became apparent she was not going to get off of him. Groaning, he summoned Jannisari. It would take him a while to get used to her, still. The blade as compensation, the new pieces of her spanning up his arms... Horace shoved at Hattie's shoulder, laughing a little and then quite deliberately bonked her right on the head. HP: 50/50 DMG: 6 CHG: 1/3
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Enoh Love rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 1
Total: 5 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Jun 16, 2015 7:34 pm
"Perhaps I am!" Hattie threatened ominously, wiggling her fingers against him mostly because she could, but partially to add some flair to her point. The hair ruffle made her chuckle, but the noogie drew a yelp of protest from her - even louder than the second one she gave when he bonked her.
"THAT'S NOT---Whoa, dude, your weapon looks bitchin! Congrats twinbro, and congrats to the Doctor!" She cheered form her place on Horace, one hand detaching to summon Lament. By contrast, the massive axe looked about the same, which in a word was 'cumbersome', and as such, instead of being any use, the weapon hit the ground under her own weight, unable to get the momentum needed to propel such a large thing.
HP: 34/40 Damage: 0
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The Semblance of Unity rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 8
Total: 15 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2015 7:14 am
He wiggled underneath her, trying (futilely) to escape. He beamed at her complement, though, trying to twist and show her. "Look, she's even got a blade now!" In the course of 'showing' Hattie, he managed to clock her in the chin, drag his blade along her arm, and punch her in the shoulder. He winced apologetically. {she is young, but then again, so are you. I like her.} "Dr. J says thanks, but maybe you should get up. You can't exactly fight on the ground like I apparently can." It was awful, but Horace started laughing. He knew hanging out with Hattie was always a quick way to lift his spirits. HP: 50/50 DMG: 9 CHG: 2/3
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Enoh Love rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 6
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2015 5:07 pm
"Yeah! She's smoking!" She responded, after being knocked in the chin, lightly cut, and then punched in the shoulder. "And damn, she packs a punch now!" Not that she didn't before, but, well, she also didn't remember getting hit this hard before. "Alright, alriiiight, I'll get up." The redhead rolled off of him and to her feet, collecting Lament off the ground as she stood up.
"Also, just so we're clear, I could fight on the ground, but you probably wouldn't like it." She punctuated her point by swinging Lament at him, as though she were a baseball bat and not a giant skull-like axe. "-and the other kind of laying down fighting is probably not something twins should do." Another cackle, and another swing, trying to keep him a good axe distance away from her.
HP: 25/40 Damage: 5
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The Semblance of Unity rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 10
Total: 15 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2015 7:12 pm
"Did you see," he commented to the air. "-she hit something!" Horace looked at Hattie for a moment before it sank in. "Oh ,no thank you! Definitely no horizontal mambos here." Making an appropriately disgusted face, he darted in at Hattie, pushing Lament out of the way with the palm of one hand. His other hand balled up into a fist and met her gut head-on. HP: 45/50 DMG: 9 CHG: 2/3 enoh love he is demolishing idk wldghlfjv
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Enoh Love rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 6
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 4:42 pm
"oh my GOD you are rude!" Hattie, despite trying very hard to sound incredibly offended, laughed. It was a laugh that died pretty quickly as he broke past her axe's defence, and then fled entirely as his fist slammed into her abdomen. The wind rushed out of her like a shot, escaping in a sudden exhale, and she heaved a couple of coughs to try and regain it, staggering back a pace or two.
"Jesus!" She gasped, flipping Lament around to jab him in the chest with the end of the pole. "What's got you so murdery today?!"
HP: 16/40 Damage: 2
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The Semblance of Unity rolled 2 10-sided dice:
3, 7
Total: 10 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 7:09 am
"That's my secret-" And he waggled his eyebrows. "-I'm always murdery." He had been feeling a little under the weather, but Hattie was always the type of person who could lift his spirits. He remembered, in that weird dream, she'd been his sister, though he didn't know her fate. She hit him with Lament and he let out an obligatory 'ooph' and a wink. Lament was powerful at times, but for now, the weapon was also easy to dodge, so he swept up close to Hattie, punched her in the shoulder and snapped her bra strap. "How ya feelin', Hattiecat? Shield ok?" HP: 43/50 DMG: 4 CHG: 3/3
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Enoh Love rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 5
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2015 9:22 am
"H'okay there murder-hulk." Hattie rolled her eyes then stuck out her tongue at him, proving yet again that she was the most mature. His 'attack' was met with a yelp of offended surprise, and she swung her elbow back, nudging him in the ribs. When he asked her about her shield, she rolled a shoulder.
"Just don't use your charge and I'll be fine!"
HP: 12/40 Damage: 2
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The Semblance of Unity rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 4
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2015 9:58 am
He sniffed pitiably. "No one has let me use the new thing yet." Horace didn't want to actually hurt her, of course, so his grousing was just that - grousing. He had heard that while the wards protected, if a hunter did too much damage, they could still hurt their opponent. His face was an exaggerated mask of sadness, then, suddenly, he grinned. "Same old, same old, it is, then, Hattie." And, because he could, he darted around behind her, catching her hair in one hand, and sending his fist into the small of her back. HP: 41/50 DMG: 6 CHG: 3/3
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Enoh Love rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 4
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2015 1:12 pm
When he grabbed her hair and sent his fist into her lower back, Hattie let out a pained yelp and dropped Lament. The axe clattered to the ground, and she threw her arms back, reaching over her head to grab his wrist, and did her best to give it a hard enough twist to her her go.
However it happened, once her hair was released, she scampered away, grabbing her axe as she made her escape. Then, once she was a few paces away, she held her arms open at her sides, in an open invitation.
"Alright Smutbot, we already know you're gonna win this anyway, and I'm gonna hurt tomorrow." Her breathing was already running ragged, and even holding Lament put a strain on her shoulders that stung. "So, c'mon little bro, bring it on, use the new thing." She wagged her fingers at him, in a distinct bring it motion.
"...But if you actually land it, you have to promise to bring me to the infirmary or I will do things." She threatened, clearly.
HP: 6/40 Damage: 2
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The Semblance of Unity rolled 9 4-sided dice:
1, 2, 1, 4, 3, 2, 1, 4, 3
Total: 21 (9-36)
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2015 1:47 pm
He snorted inelegantly. "Whatcha gonna do if that happens, sneeze on me from the ground?" He watched as she scuttled away, idly wondering how she managed to move so quickly with Lament being so large. With a grin, he lunged forward at her, energy crackling along the vertebrae of Jannisari. And promptly tripped over Lament's handle. He hopped forward on one foot, trying desperately to regain his balance. Once Horace did, he turn to look at her, eyes narrowed. "You jinxed me, you butt." And Horace crossed his arms (sort of - his weapon made it difficult), and glared at her. HP: 39/50 CHG: 0/3 DMG: 0
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Enoh Love rolled 8 12-sided dice:
4, 7, 3, 8, 12, 7, 8, 2
Total: 51 (8-96)
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2015 7:27 pm
"I never said your punishment would happen now! Hell hath no fury and all that very true s**t." She cackled, trying to be as ominously evil as possible.
She whistled loudly as she stuck out Lament's handle, "accidentally" getting in his way. When he turned on her, she laughed. When he glared at her, she laughed harder. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! But come on, that's like Murphy's Law!" The redhead cackled happily, wanting so badly to reach up and pinch his sad little cheeks. Thankfully for the both of them, she did not. "My turn!"
Then she brought Lament up, drawing the weapon's FEAR into it, causing the massive axe to grow a bunch of metal spikes at random along the skeletal head and, unfortunately, the handle. The spines broke through her fingers, but she still tried to take a swing at him.
Except the axe dissipated before it could hit him, the damage to herself having been enough to break her shield. Unfortunately the momentum persisted, and she ended up losing her own balance, which had her hit the ground a moment later.
"…Ooww…" She whined, holding her hands close to her chest while she lay on the ground. "…Can we consider us even now?"
HP: -3/40 Damage: Horace: 0, Self: 9 (17/2=8.5) Charge: USING
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2015 7:04 am
Horace's glare disappeared as she collapsed. Desummoning his own weapon, he skidded over to her, dropping to his knees beside her. Without preamble, he yanked her hands up, assessing the damage. "Hattie, every time you use FEAR you get hurt." He grimaced at her, releasing her hands. She'd popped her own shield, but wasn't dying - thank goodness for the wards, regardless. He huffed out a sigh. "Hattiecat, you know I was supposed to defeat you, not yourself, Gosh." Horace grinned at her. "C'mon, hop up, let's see if we can get some banages and maybe raid the cafeteria for ice cream?" Or cake, he remembered suddenly. He'd made it and eaten none of it. He rolled his shoulders.
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