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 Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2017 6:09 pm
MAIN HQ: gaia_star MOBS: Roll 1d6. This is the AMOUNT of mobs you spawn. Each mob has 5HP for a CUMULATIVE HP pool of 5 times whatever dice roll amount you spawned. Every time a mob is defeated, they do -5 auto damage to you! If you need help in your RP, remember you can tag it as SOS. If you are a Y1 student, they only do -2 auto damage. gaia_star [ RARE BOSS SPAWN ]: If you are a final stage character, you can CHOOSE to spawn a rare boss. This is a shadow Hunter with a menacing figure at 60/60 HP and -5 auto damage a turn. Defeating it will ??? ??? (quote Zoobey).
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kuropeco rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2017 6:10 pm
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kuropeco rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 7
Total: 17 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2017 6:16 pm
This was infuriating.
He wanted to break things with his bare hands, but that seemed counterproductive if he couldn't actually get off of this damned island. Mengyao stalked through the building with as much pent up rage as he had ever had, his expression mutinous, the indignity and the wrongness of it all burning through his veins like acid.
It was galling. He should not be here he should not be a part of this place at all. The very concept of stepping where the human filth had stepped was an insult to himself and to everything else around him, and Mengyao felt the cluttering disgust of it all crowding his throat, his lips pressed together in an effort to keep from screaming in frustration.
He needed to get off of this place. Away from the humans and their ridiculous, childish games, because that was what this was, wasn't it? A game, a lark, a fancy, someone's idea of a mocking torment, a joke meant to tease.
It was not a funny joke. Mengyao wanted to wrap his hands around someone - anyone's - throat and squeeze until the life was gone from them.
A shadowy figure moved down the hallway. Mengyao swung around, lifting the bow and arrow with an expert precision, snapping off the wire before they could get any closer. The arrow hissed through the air, a violent, satisfying sound, and landed with a resounding thunk.
HP: 60 / 60
DMG: 17 - 6 = 11 + 1 = 12
MOB HP: 13 / 25
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kuropeco rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 7
Total: 16 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2017 6:19 pm
The first few hunters went down without a sound, which was pleasing. Mengyao made his way through another sterile, dimly lit hallway, peering warily into each room, the bow and arrow held at the ready, just in case he needed to use it anytime soon.
Or maybe just in case he wanted to shoot something, which right now was a definite yes.
HP: 60 / 60
DMG: 16 - 6 = 10 + 1 = 11
MOB HP: 2 / 25
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kuropeco rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 8
Total: 18 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2017 6:21 pm
He was finding the shooting of arrows through these lowly peons intensely satisfying. Mengyao slipped inside of what appeared to be an empty office and caught sight of another shadowy figure, lifting the bow and firing off a shot before the other could even get near.
HP: 55 / 60
DMG: 18 - 6 = 12 + 1 = 13
MOB HP: dead
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2017 6:22 pm
Behind the mirror is none other than the Horseman Tower as it actually should have been. It confirms that you are trapped within this dream, as you look closer to the mirror. Examining it reveals it is just a mirror, and shattering it well-
- After a while it rebuilds itself. You are stuck here.
The mirror shifts. You can see, was that Hunters meandering inside the Tower? They seem to be destroying things, as you are subjected through the mirror to viewing different areas, while you are stuck here, unable to save your home, unable to stop them.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2017 6:25 pm
He could see the Horseman tower in the mirror.
It was taunting him. Mengyao stood silently before it, lips slightly parted, his expression one of stunned disbelief that slowly melted into pure and utter rage, his features contorting, his teeth gritting together so hard that his jaw was beginning to ache.
He wanted to crush these humans beneath his feet.
The Tower was right there. It was there, and no amount of Mengyao attempting to get through the mirror or around it or even smashing it seemed to have any effect, as it just rebuilt itself after a matter of moments. He tried smashing it again, and again, and again, until his knuckles were bloody and until he had at least gotten out some of his rage.
Not all of it. Not nearly all of it.
Mengyao wanted to scream.
"I will kill all of you."
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kuropeco rolled 2 10-sided dice:
3, 2
Total: 5 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2017 6:27 pm
There was a figure just up ahead, in one of the dimly lit hallways. Mengyao had a split second of wondering whether or not it was real before it lunged towards him, and he lunged back just as suddenly, a snarl ripping from his throat, his bloodied fingers clawing without hesitation.
HP: 50 / 60
DMG: 0
MOB HP: 60 / 60
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kuropeco rolled 11 4-sided dice:
4, 3, 1, 4, 2, 2, 1, 1, 2, 4, 2
Total: 26 (11-44)
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2017 6:28 pm
He wanted to kill. Mengyao stumbled back, hissing with inarticulate fury and reloaded the bow, snapping the wire back with so much force he was surprised it didn't break right then and there.
HP: 45 / 60
DMG: 26 - 4 = 22 x 0.8 = 17.6 = 18 + 1 = 19
MOB HP: 41 / 60
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kuropeco rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 8
Total: 17 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2017 6:31 pm
The vicious satisfaction that stemmed from the barrage of arrows practically made Mengyao crow with pleasure. He abandoned the bow momentarily, however, in order to swing a white knuckled fist towards his opponent, his body curving to make the hit.
HP: 40 / 60
DMG: 17 - 6 = 11 + 1 = 12
MOB HP: 29 / 60
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kuropeco rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 4
Total: 11 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2017 6:33 pm
It was so reminiscent of Senga. The long, far off fight with the War Horseman seemed like eons ago now, years long past, but Mengyao had not forgotten and he would not forget how it had felt to have the tender skin of Senga's throat underneath his palms, bruising underneath his fingers.
He wanted to do that now.
HP: 35 / 60
DMG: 11 - 6 = 5 + 1 = 6
MOB HP: 23 / 60
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kuropeco rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 10
Total: 19 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2017 6:36 pm
He could hear the voices whispering, taunting, laughing at him now.
HP: 30 / 60
DMG: 19 - 6 = 13 + 1 = 14
MOB HP: 9 / 60
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kuropeco rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 8
Total: 10 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2017 6:40 pm
Mengyao swung again, heedless of his own condition.
There was only fury now.
HP: 45 / 60 *using one maxxed arcana card
DMG: 10 - 6 = 4 + 1 = 5
MOB HP: 4 / 60
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kuropeco rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 7
Total: 16 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2017 6:44 pm
He wanted to break them all.
HP: 40 / 60
DMG: 16 - 6 = 10 + 1 = 11
MOB HP: dead
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2017 7:43 pm
"I see." It was a statement, not a question. "She sent you."
Somewhere, Menyaoi could hear a loud humming noise, and it felt almost like their own horsemen Queen. It was hard to focus on anything but that, and it was making him feel so very tired.
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