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its me debz rolled 1 20-sided dice:
15
Total: 15 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2016 1:42 am
Jangal-e Abr, cloud forest in Iran He dragged his bony fingers along weathered bark and dew-dropped leaves, the rustling of his movements lost in the din of the forest. Calling birds and the rumbles of bears and leopards echoed through the twilight air, bouncing off the crumbling walls of what once stood as a base. Lurks knew the feel of them, by now. They were old and metal, remote and FEAR permeating the surroundings, a well of what-could-be and what-once-was living in the ruins. Skeletal feet crunched against the leaves of the forest floor, crossing onto cracked cement with barely a sound. The rustle of inky, ethereal wings accompanied silent moths of similar shades, fanning out to explore, seeking anything of interest. A hunter, perhaps. His very, very favorite.
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The Semblance of Unity rolled 1 20-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2016 7:28 pm
Horace ******** hated forests - always did, always would. Of course, the ruined base he'd been sent in to scout was in the middle of one of the damn things. They wanted him to pilfer supplies, if any, check for odd activity. The usual. He sighed and slowly creaked open a half-demolished door.
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its me debz rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 7
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2016 10:37 pm
He'd, somehow, climbed up towards the roof like some sort of skittering bug, perching on a ledge with curious eyes. Oh, he'd never seen this one before, not even when he was on the island. Curious and curiouser. With a flying leap, Lurks jumped to land on him in a heap, bones rattling. "Hello!" he chirped, "What's your name?" hp 40 dmg 5
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The Semblance of Unity rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 10
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2016 10:02 pm
"What the <********>." He flung Lurks off of him with a heave, wide-eyed and tense. That thing had landed on him out of nowhere, painfully. It was like being hit with a ratty dishrag full of surprise bones. The base was supposed to be abandoned, but sometimes FEAR creatures lurked about, drawn in by the lack of hunter activity or maybe even the sense that they'd 'won' here. He didn't really care why. Horace raised his arms in front of him. "What're you?" HP: 45/50 DMG: 6 CHG: 1/3
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its me debz rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 6
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2016 11:59 pm
Lurks laughed like rustling branches, raspy and a little bit rattling. "I am Lurks Beneath," he said, rolling over a few times before springing upwards, nodding his head in a bobble. "Who are you?" He circled around Horace in a hopping shuffle, almost as if he was trying to skip without really knowing how. "I do not know your face or your name or your person!" His rusted sickles emerged from his ratty cloak, and he spun it on its chain, flinging it towards Horace's ankle to pull. "I know you are a hunter, though, with your coats all white and island home! I am very very fond of you!" hp 34 dmg 3
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The Semblance of Unity rolled 2 10-sided dice:
3, 5
Total: 8 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2016 4:54 pm
"I am the terror that flaps in the night," he deadpanned. Somehow, he doubted this pile of bones and hot air had watched Darkwing Duck. So far, it didn't seem overtly dangerous, but... A chain shot out and wrapped around his ankle, yanking him forward. He grunted, trying to stand his ground and pull back. This certainly didn't feel friendly. "Fond how? Like I'm gonna eat you fond? Or wear your skin fond? Or pat you on the ******** head and say 'good boy' fond?" HP: 42/50 DMG: 2 CHG: 2/3
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its me debz rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 1
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2016 5:11 pm
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