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Smerdle rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2016 8:36 am
At some point following the tour but before he needed them, the importance of combat skills was imposed upon him. Monsters were real, blah, blah, blah. Even in the face of divinity, he wasn't entirely sure he believed that, but if fighting proficiency was a requirement for staying here, he'd give it a shot. He wasn't going to use that odd little token he'd been given though. What good was learning how to fight if you were going to rely on some magical favor to keep you in one piece?
Zan ignored the frowns the more experienced fighters leveled at him as he chose a weapon almost as tall as he was and approached one of the difficult dummies. What did that even mean? Raring to kick some a** after his encounter with Angry Dad back home, he decided it didn't matter, especially not when he had a comically large shield to protect him.
He waited, shifting his weight impatiently. The gym was silent.
"Do I have to flick a switch or someth—"
The dummy flung a small, sand-filled bag at his arm with quite a bit of force, pulling a gasp from Zan. He wasn't close enough to punch it, and now he didn't want to approach at all. Maybe the frowners had been right. He probably hadn't thought this through like he should have.Quote: Zan's HP: 50 (base) + 6 (defensive weapon) - 5 (dummy's attack) = 51 Zan's Damage: (2-1=miss) 0 Dummy HP: 75
( advanced dummy with a heavy defensive weapon for the lulz )
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Smerdle rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2016 8:38 am
Plonk. Plonk. Plonk.
Zan crouched behind his shield and tried to stay calm when all he wanted to do was jump the dummy and pummel it to paste. He closed his eyes and imagined how that might go, opening them again when it was a bit more "rabid rat furiously shredding a trash bag for no reason" than he might have preferred.
Reaching around the shield and receiving another strike for his trouble, this one to his hand, Zan retrieved a beanbag, popped his head out of hiding, and lobbed it at the dummy, laughing as it struck.
"Do try to use the weapon you chose, Mr. Gethin."
The voice was a bit condescending, and if it was coming from some sort of loudspeaker, it was the clearest one he had ever come across. Zan sighed. Fine.Quote: Zan's HP: 51-5 = 46 Zan's Damage: (3-2=50%) 5 Dummy HP: 70
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Smerdle rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2016 8:40 am
Plonk. Plonk. Plonkplonk. Plonk.
As if it was angry that it had been struck, the dummy got far more saucy with its rhythm, flicking out bags at random and leaving Zan to scramble forward when he thought it might be safe. He almost made it within arm's reach of the dummy without incident, but on the final stretch of his approach, he held the shield up for a second too long and almost fell as his ankle bloomed with pain. At this rate, he was going to come out of here looking like he'd crossed a team of angry hacky-sackers.Quote: Zan's HP: 46-5 = 41 Zan's Damage: (1-1=miss) 0 Dummy HP: 70
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Smerdle rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2016 8:41 am
He knew he was close, but he hadn't realized how close until he went to move forward again and broadsided the dummy with his shield instead. With a triumphant, movie hero laugh he lifted the weapon and swung...Quote: Zan's HP: 41-5 = 36 Zan's Damage: (5-1=100%) 10 Dummy HP: 60
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Smerdle rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2016 8:46 am
...swung...Quote: Zan's HP: 36-5 = 31 Zan's Damage: (6-5=100%) 10 Dummy HP: 50
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Smerdle rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2016 8:50 am
...swung...Quote: Zan's HP: 31-5 = 26 Zan's Damage: (4-3=50%) 5 Dummy HP: 45
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Smerdle rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2016 8:52 am
...swung...Quote: Zan's HP: 26-5 = 21 Zan's Damage: (4-3=50%) 5 Dummy HP: 40
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Smerdle rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2016 8:54 am
...until he could barely feel his arms anymore, or rather, he could feel them but they were a shaky, sore mess of useless meat. The dummy continued to fire—plonk, plonk, plonk—at the shield, and Zan huddled behind it, trying to catch his breath.Quote: Zan's HP: 21-5 = 16 Zan's Damage: (1-1=miss) 0 Dummy HP: 40
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Smerdle rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2016 8:55 am
Zan didn't want this to end with his surrender, begging someone to turn off some stupid killer robot, but he had no idea what else to do at this point. His desperate wheezing had slowed five or so minutes ago, but he remained useless in the lifting and punching departments, with even the running department nearly tapped. He was littered with more burgeoning bruises than he could count, and the exhaustion in his future was just as inevitable.
Despite all of that, he couldn't let the dummy win.
He leaned heavily on the shield as he turned his attention back to the beanbags, measuring their frequency as well as he could. When there was a break, he dropped cover, hopped forward, and delivered a watery punch to what would have been the dummy's chest, had it possessed one.Quote: Zan's HP: 16-5 = 11 Zan's Damage: (3-1=50%) 5 Dummy HP: 35
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Smerdle rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2016 8:57 am
His vengeance complete, Zan backed away from the dummy and prepared to flee, abandoning his discarded weapon and listlessly jogging away. A pair of bags hit him on his calf and thigh as he left, but he held onto his dignity and ignored them, at least until he made it to the door. There he spun on a heel, raised both fists in the air, and cranked his middle fingers up to 11.
The dummy tried to reply, but he was too far away to reach with its projectiles. At least one thing had worked in his favor.Quote: Zan's HP: 11-5 = 6 Zan's Damage: (1-1=miss) 0 Dummy HP: 35
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