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 Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 11:25 am
Hey! Hippie dude! From what I remember we got a score to settle. twisted
((Even if you did I doubt I would have changed my posts. xp ))
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 11:26 am
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 11:26 am
Unintentional Happiness The bell rang above her head as she entered the low-class, horrible smelling armor and accessory shop. Did everyone else aside from herself live like this, God. It was horrible. She placed her hands firmly on her hips and with one of her classic frowns she walked through the store. Her heels clacked against the floor in a rhythmic sort of way as she looked around her. Everything that lined the walls were simple, simple pictures of family, friends. There were low-brow sexist jokes about women and weaponry and other such thing. This made her frown just a little bit more. Although she didn't like most of the decor, she chose to continue on through the surprisingly large shop. With a large sigh she arrived at the counter, hidden behind a thick glass material; undoubtedly it was bullet proof as to protect the owner.
The metal mesh that lined on the outside of the glass was rusty and obviously was kept unwell. "Rust," she muttered beneath her breath in disgust. This place was dirty, horrible, small, and it smelt like s**t. Above all, it was a dump and no doubt someone had taken a s**t on the floors before. Shaking the thought out of her head she caught sight of a metallic looking bell. With a bit of regret she grabbed a handkerchief from her blouse, placed it over the bell, and tapped it twice to try to get the owner's attention. As she heard footsteps from the back, she quickly pulled away her handkerchief, placed it back in her blouse--reluctantly--, and stood in her place with a classic glare through the thick glass.
The man who owned the store was hairy, unshaven, dirty looking, and gruff. How could he not have done anything against the government? Oh how she wished she could have his chip malfunction. He smelt horrible, 'Perhaps it's him that's making the place stink up so badly.' Ashleigh gave a giggle to herself in her mind as reality soon called her back. The gruff voice spoke out, and it surprisingly had caught her off guard.
"Whadd'ya want?" asked the dirty and horrible smelling man.
The woman looked down to him and stated in a slight hesitancy, "Body Armor. A girl can never be too careful." Ashleigh give a slight laugh, but the man didn't find it too funny. He just replied in a grunt (at least it sounded most definitely like a grunt, of course Ashleigh was unsure). The man turned away from the glass and wandered to the back of his own store. This gave Ashleigh a moment to give a glance again to the decor of the store. Her eyes widened as she saw bullet "wounds" in the glass. It really amazed her as she didn't actually think that s**t actually worked. Well, one learns something new each day correct? Once again, the woman was caught off guard as the voice spoke out to her again.
"That'll be a thousand, lady," such disrespect. Had he know idea of her position? Well, he probably hadn't, so she let it go, at that point.
It was no problem, as she was good for it. The woman payed up the man and her item was slid through an open slot to the side. Ashleigh muttered out a "thanks" and turned her back. With that, she walked out of the s**t-store and muttered beneath her breath, just as she was leaving, "Such a horrible place." After, the bell above her jingled as she soon just became a ghost in the store. Not to be seen again in that place, heaven forbid.
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Base Stats
HP: 600/600 +400/+400
SP: 20/20
Atk: 70, 40%
Weapon: Handgun
Ammo: 10/10,
Acssry: Illuminatus RFID Chip, Body Armor +400/+400
Unos: 14,000 -1000 Unos Apparantly the 35 year old Lady who had walked into hs shop realized not where she was, as Illuminati were very unwelcome here. Indeed, the gruff disgusting image she had of him in her head represented none other than Clint, and the shop she had entered, The Demons Tear. She turned her back and began to leave. He fidgited a bit in his seat adjusting his gun holsters. The bullet would pierce strait through the table, and she'd never see it coming. (In other words, feel like sparring?) I also have a question that's probably rather stupid, I recognise the need for elders in the anarchy and have a character thought out somewhat who could fill the position, but I don't want to undo Clint. Are multiple characters allowed?
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 11:30 am
Yeah, you may have another character, but if no one becomes an elder i might just scrap them.
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 11:32 am
Make them NPC?
xD I'd love to spar, if I had more than just a handgun. .____.; I do so, know nothing on guns. xD
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That_one_hippi_guy rolled 1 10-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 11:32 am
Natanyel rips out a wooden Katan off of his shelf in the back and then walks out side facing the man while in the middle of the street he raises his sword and points it to the man. They stood under one of the light posts in front of his restaurant lighting up the night sky. Waiting for the battle to begin.
(( lets role to see who goes first, hihghest role wins, ten sided die.))
Name: Natanyel
HP:900/900
SP:60/60
Atk:Katana,135,70%
Ammo surprised /o
Acssry:Boddy Armor
Location:Central park
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Disseverance rolled 1 10-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 11:35 am
Great! We got four people who want to fight. Two Insurgents and two AIA. If you guys just want to join our fight, just jump right on in!
Name: James "Chill" Flint
HP: 1100/1100
SP: 30/30
Atk: Katana 120, 80%
Secondary: Sniper Rifle 160, 80%
Ammo: 4/4, 20 total
Acssry: Body Armor
Unos: 1,500
Location: Outside of a random bar.
((Good idea. Hadn't thought about that. biggrin ))
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 11:42 am
((lol wow. That sux. Oh, and don't forget to post your stats.))
James was old and it showed as he fought. In his opinion, technique overcomes power and speed. This became apparent as he moved in one circular motion, knocking your weapon up and slapping your stomach with his wooden weapon.
Attack Natanyel.
((I just realized that there should be a Guard Command. All damage received until your next turn is halved.))
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 11:43 am
((You go first, But lets give a wait and see if they wana join.))
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 11:45 am
Unintentional Happiness Make them NPC?
xD I'd love to spar, if I had more than just a handgun. .____.; I do so, know nothing on guns. xD (so that's a yes to sparring then?) Clint aimed at her through the table, finger pulling the trigger back to a point right before firing. The tiniest twitch would rid him of all hesitation.
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That_one_hippi_guy rolled 1 10-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 11:49 am
((Sory good move but you didnt role agian to see if it was a hit so I get to dodge. eek ))
Natanyel Quickly bends his body backwords as he watches the katana swoop over him, he then quickly swipes for the old mans legs.
Name: Natanyel
HP:900/900
SP:60/60
Atk:Katana,135,70%
Ammo surprised /o
Acssry:Boddy Armor
Location:Central park
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 11:51 am
((Keep in mind everybody: Put in your character's stats at the end of every post. ))
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 11:52 am
AnarchoManiac ((Keep in mind everybody: Put in your character's stats at the end of every post. )) ((I do get to dodge right??))
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 11:53 am
That_one_hippi_guy AnarchoManiac ((Keep in mind everybody: Put in your character's stats at the end of every post. )) ((I do get to dodge right??)) ((yes, he didn't roll a die thats why))
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 11:54 am
AnarchoManiac That_one_hippi_guy AnarchoManiac ((Keep in mind everybody: Put in your character's stats at the end of every post. )) ((I do get to dodge right??)) ((yes, he didn't roll a die thats why)) ((ok just verifying, and lol I guess I miised too.
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