Rich's ribs were still in a world of pain, but he could at least stand for short periods of time, and walk - albeit slowly. Things still needed doing, though, and stuff had to happen for the Mall Rats to get the weapon. "Hey, G, you got a second?" The older man hobbled over to the young player, clasping a rough hand on Gman's shoulder. "What do ya say we go huntin'?"
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Character's name: Rich Filth Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:[x] Character's survival stats: [x] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Tall and built like a Kentucky farmer's son, graying hair and beard. Currently wearing a reindeer cap. [x]
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2Total: 2 (1-10)
Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2015 7:31 pm
G-Man hadn't been paying much attention to what was going on around him when Rich wandered over. Possibly because he was suppressing another wave of nausea that washed over him courtesy of his wonderful case of vertigo. Dizzy and exhausted, all he wanted to do was sleep, though he suspected sleeping at that point was probably a terrible idea.
The hand clasping down on his shoulder surprised him, and his head snapped up to attention, his shutter shades falling down from his forehead and over his eyes once more.
"Ah, hey Richie! How you been, bro?" He asked, a weak smile alighting his lips.
"If by tail, ya mean Infected hide, then sure." Rich grinned, picking up a loose piece of brick from the wall. It would do.
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Character's name: Rich Filth Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:[x] Character's survival stats: [x] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Tall and built like a Kentucky farmer's son, graying hair and beard. Currently wearing a reindeer cap. [x]
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2015 10:26 pm
".........That doesn't sound like a good time, bro. Like really. I ain't gettin my junk near all dat. That shiz is STD central."
[ MOB NAME] Petrified Undying MOB HP: 10 HP Mob Autodamage: -3 autodamage every move you make against it. Mob Special Ability: Undying will dissipate upon defeat, and return again after a limited amount of time to haunt the area and attack other victims. Mob Loot: Roll 1d4 to see what you get: 1: Junkyard three card: (http://halloween.thesporkedken.com/loot/card_3.png). Add to journal and use here 2: A sweater on the minis site. Redeem it here! 3. A potato on the minis site. Redeem it here! 4. Nothing
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Character's name: Rich Filth Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:[x] Character's survival stats: [x] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Tall and built like a Kentucky farmer's son, graying hair and beard. Currently wearing a reindeer cap. [x]
"Well ya don't gotta put yer privates in everything ya see, do you Mr. G?"
Then suddenly, an Undying. Rich scrambled away from it, both uncertain and ready to strike at it.
Rich would have thrown his brick at the Undying that appeared out of nowhere, but his breathing was cut short by a painful jab from his broken rib. "******** class="spoiler-wrapper spoiler-hidden">
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Character's name: Rich Filth Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:[x] Character's survival stats: [x] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Tall and built like a Kentucky farmer's son, graying hair and beard. Currently wearing a reindeer cap. [x]
His first attempt with the net wasn't great, but his second attempt was better. One could even say it was twice as good! Ya, he was totes gettin the hang of this.
"Hey, I didn't say I would! I'm just sayin that we could find somethin better to do than this. For real, yo!"
There was a sound like gunfire, and the creature stumbled back, a huge hole through the middle of it through which several bright colors now splattered the nearby wall. It reared up for a moment and then the entirety of it began to decay into a strange smoky nothingness. It was gone.
But only for a short time.
Holding the so-called smoking gun in one hand was Rebecca, who looked furious. "The hell do you think you two are doing, wandering off into the middle of undying territory?"
She lowered her weapon, swaying a little. It was pretty clear by the way she moved that the other arm wasn't good for anything, hanging limply at her side.
HP: 97 DMG: 11 MOB: 0
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Character's name: Rebecca Fong Character's faction: Mall - Assistant Character's journal link:here Character's survival stats: RebeccaView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Looks like my avatar basically. Sometimes puts a grim reaper cloak on instead when going outside on missions.
The bright colors and faux-gunfire gave Becky away before her voice did, and Rich already had his hands half-up in a half-assed apology. She had every reason to be angry, but... "Well, miss Beck, Gman 'n I were jest tryin' to get inta the good graces o' them Harbingers. Get ourselves that weapon 'n all."
When he turned around, though, Rich's face went stoic. Rebecca was injured, again. "Did ya reset yer shoulder already?"
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Character's name: Rich Filth Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:[x] Character's survival stats: [x] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Tall and built like a Kentucky farmer's son, graying hair and beard. Currently wearing a reindeer cap. [x]
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4. Nothing
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2015 10:52 pm
The gunshots had G-Man ducking for cover, before Becky's voice alerted him to the fact that it was her that had come to their aid.
"Aw hell ya, Becksy to the Recksy! Gurl, I can't believe you're here! Kicken a** and taken names, even after all that shizzle that went on back at the mall. Mad respect!"
Something caught G's attention on the ground, and he stooped down to pick up a card, giving it a quick glance over before shoving it in his pocket.
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