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Chrystali rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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 Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2016 10:30 pm
Quote:  This is not a monster fight but a spar with any PC that has been turned into an animal. We suggest two Chosen per turned PC! Turned PCs do damage based on their weapon weight. This means that base damage and bonuses match the standard weapons: Balanced weapons, or weapons of a middling/average weight, do a base of 6 damage. Agile weapons, or weapons that are small and light, do a base of 4 damage but give +1 to your hit roll. Heavy weapons, or weapons that are big and heavy, do a base of 10 damage but give -1 to your hit roll. However, in this case, PCs always attack first. Instead of rolling init, the class of your weapon is used to determine HP. Turned PCs with Ranged weapons have 60HP. Turned PCs with Melee weapons have 70HP. Turned PCs with Defensive weapons have 80HP. Once Turned PCs are brought down to 5HP or below, they can OOC choose to submit to capture -- aka, taken back to camp and kept safe until a solution to the problem can be found -- or run away, at which point they escape the thread and recover all HP for their next battle. Either way, all parties who participate in the thread get standard Spar XP: 10XP for completing the spar, and an additional 10XP if they hit 800 words. Until PCs have been captured, they cannot participate in any kind of thread except this one. After capture, they can do PRPs or battles with other players, but still cannot speak. The trip back was quick; while carrying precious cargo, Rose was driven and able to do what was necessary for her King, and now, for the one that was missing. She hadn't seen Cas herself, but she had a feeling - a bad, sinking type of feeling - that he was indeed there, and there was a reason he was absent. Something to do with four legs and a furry attitude. She'd checked Marisol over once they were safe, gently rubbing the fur on her neck and kissing the top of her head before she went to retrieve her weapons and to make sure the gorilla had been taken care of in their absence. Rose was certain Marisol wouldn't be overcome this time, and knew she'd chase her to California if she had to anyway.
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anemosagkelos rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 6 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2016 10:49 pm
Marisol reveled in the private attention she was able to garner as a furry margay. It wasn't however enough to make her consider staying this way for a second longer than she had to. While there was something to be said about being curled up in your girlfriend's shirt as a feline, it left something to be desired. Like hands and fingers and lips. She chuffed, a puff of breath escaping her mouth as she lamented her current form.
Once they'd returned to camp, there had been rumblings of a cure and she wasn't sure whether it was the perk of her ears or the siren's own excitement that had left her to roam around the site, relatively free. And freedom, while a splendid thing, was also a bit too much. The desire to explore had drawn her out--less out of wondering what might be out there and more out of who was still out there. The ones she'd seen turned, she wanted to find. And so, with a quick look behind, she headed off to search.
After that, she kept within the blonde's sight of course but she was curious. There was a low scent that she knew from before. When there was only dinner and invitations. The sweat of a spar and the laughter of flirtation. Waves that were cool in the warm sun as skin was flashed. Snow and private spars, dances and a room for three. Cas. He'd been here. Right here. And then his scent changed. A musk of a predator, of an enemy, swirled around the him she remembered and she knew. He had changed, from the stew or perhaps a drink.
It felt like mere minutes but it must have been longer. She could see that Rose had something in her hands but it was no time to think of it now. Cas needed them. She threw herself into the blonde, careful not to disrupt the objects she was holding, as she let out a worried yowl that rattled down into her bones. Satisfied she had the attention she needed, she pulled back and began to use her claws to write in the dry dirt: CAS SCENT CHANGED. Worried eyes turned towards the woman and waited. A twitch trailed down her spine as her ears flattened. Hurry.
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Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2016 10:59 pm
She pulled a sniff at the air, darting towards where it was strongest, and looked back towards the blonde. She could track him but she didn't want to put the blonde into more danger--she pushed the guilt down, it couldn't have been helped, at the thought of the damage she'd done to the woman. Yet she knew she couldn't subdue him on her own.
The fur along her body bristled, instinct telling her the creature that he was wasn't a friend. It smelt feline but it was stronger, more dangerous. They'd need each other to bring him back. And she waited, patient, but tail twitching in anxiety. They couldn't let someone who might kill him find him first.
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MoonRazor rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2016 9:59 am
He remembered what he'd thought as he'd felt himself turning. Oh, ******** off. He'd known something like this would happen, had felt it in the clenched tightness of his stomach the minute they'd set foot in that godforsaken campground. This is why you don't send your fighters into an unknown situation...And so a pissed and startled Cas had bolted for the woods, just as he'd thought he would, only now in the form of a burly bobcat. What even is this.As far as he could tell, trouble. It was hard to tell which of the people stalking through the woods were friendly, and which animals weren't rabid, and Cas didn't particularly like that combination. And so, increasingly frustrated, he found himself lashing out at the first creature that crossed his path - a little margay about half his size. HP: 70 Attack: 6 x 200% = 12 (to Marisol)
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anemosagkelos rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2016 12:34 pm
s**t Cas had been Marisol's first thought as the bobcat--she knew it was him, could smell his scent beneath and intertwined with that of the feline--lashed out at her. The claws raked down her side and she yowled in annoyance. It didn't help that his size was far bigger than hers and she was nearly pushed over before she could merely n** at his shoulder in retaliation. But if this was what it took to get him back and protect Rose, she would use every trick a margay had to do so. Just behind him was a tree and she darted towards it, vaulting like the ballerina she was into the branches. It'd be much harder for him to get her now. Not to mention, far easier for her to form a strategy on how to take him down. And that was what needed to happen. She'd known that much when it had been her in a haze of feralness. Marisol hoped somewhere that Cas knew it, too. Marisol's Health: 60 - 12 = 48 HP
Damage: (50% x 4) = 2 DMG
Cas's Health: 70 - 2 = 68 HP
Marisol's Weapon: Whip (4 Base; +1 Hit)
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Chrystali rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2016 12:49 pm
Marisol was off like a shot after scrawling words on the ground, and it was all Rose could do to swallow the dread and take after her, tucking the hopeful cures in her pocket. Cas had been turned longer, and she didn't know if that'd have any bearing on anything but the fear was very real, very poignant, and the songstress could not bear to think of what would happen if the cure didn't work. Well...she'd own two crazy cats. That's what would happen. She could have laughed, but any hopeful, easy resolution was practically smashed from her body as she saw a sizable bobcat attack Marisol. Lips parted to shout her name, but she realized two terrible things: one, Marisol was engaging the creature, and two... it was Cas. She didn't have the feline sense of smell, but she knew, knew with her heart they'd found him. And he looked less than happy about it. "Cas!" she cried out, sliding down a slight bank and freezing near one of the trees. He was a lot bigger than Marisol, and unless she could get to him from behind, hugging it out didn't really seem like an option. "Cas, it's Marisol, it's Rose -- " The bow remained on her shoulder. She didn't attack Marisol and she wasn't going to attack him. Thump him over the head, maybe, but not attack. Rose's HP: 47 Bobcas HP: 68 - 6 = 62 Weapon: Balanced Bow (6 base)
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MoonRazor rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2016 2:13 pm
He figured something was up even when he was attacking the margay, but it wasn't until Rose appeared that he paused and looked around. Hmm. Interesting. He might have turned around and just sidled off into the bushes, but the bow looked threatening enough that his bobcat senses told him not to turn his back on it. Not to give it the chance to attack first, either. He took a swipe at Rose, now that Marisol was out of reach. Who knew what they were going to try to do. HP: 62 Attack: 6 to Rose
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anemosagkelos rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2016 9:04 pm
Marisol climbed down the branch until she was over where Bobcas was standing his ground. She felt an irrational spike of anger--an instinctive low growl starting in her belly--as he lashed out at the blonde. Back claws locked into the tree bark as she dropped down, front paws swiping at the burly feline. Claws punctured through flesh and into muscle in a sensation that made the human in her cringe. She had to lock out the worry about his pain, as welts of angry red skin, beads of blood welling, appeared on the skin beneath his fur, prioritizing the singer over the bobcat. After he was himself, she knew he'd understand. And hopefully neither would find the guilt of hurting Rose enough to damage what was beginning. Not that she was going to let it. After all, it was Circe's fault and once she found the witch... Marisol's Health: 48 HP
Damage: (100% x 4) = 4 DMG
Cas's Health: 62 - 4 = 58 HP
Marisol's Weapon: Whip (4 Base; +1 Hit)
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Chrystali rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2016 9:45 pm
For a second, she thought Cas was just going to wander off -- but apparently he thought otherwise as she stepped forward again and he eyed her bow. When he swiped, she didn't dodge from it so much as move into it, down to her knees and hooking her shoulder beneath his raised paw, earning a hell of a scratch in the process. Apparently, hugging it out was all she could really do when she wasn't willing to hurt him. "Cas," she half pleaded, half gasped against the pain of those sharp talons in her skin, "Cas, you've got to come back with us -- !" And that was about the time Marisol dropped on him. Rose squeezed her eyes shut and tried to hold onto the burly version of their Marine, turning her face away so Marisol could do what needed to be done without fear of getting the songstress in the process. Rose's HP: 47 - 6 = 41 Bobcas HP: 58 - 6 = 52 Weapon: Balanced Bow (6 base)
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MoonRazor rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Wed Sep 28, 2016 11:27 am
HP: 52
Attack: 3 to Marisol
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anemosagkelos rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Wed Sep 28, 2016 3:15 pm
text Marisol's Health: 48 - 3 = 45 HP
Damage: (200% x 4) = 8 DMG
Cas's Health: 52 - 8 = 44 HP
Marisol's Weapon: Whip (4 Base; +1 Hit)
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Chrystali rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2016 9:49 am
Rose's HP: 41 Bobcas HP: 44 - 6 = 38 Weapon: Balanced Bow (6 base)
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MoonRazor rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2016 6:21 pm
HP: 38 Attack: 12 to Marisol because she has more hp >.> dang son
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anemosagkelos rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2016 6:25 pm
text Marisol's Health: 45 - 12 = 33 HP
Damage: (100% x 4) = 4 DMG
Cas's Health: 38 - 4 = 34 HP
Marisol's Weapon: Whip (4 Base; +1 Hit)
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Chrystali rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2016 6:27 pm
Rose's HP: 41 Bobcas HP: 34 - 3 = 31 Weapon: Balanced Bow (6 base)
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