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Bittiface rolled 1 100-sided dice:
26
Total: 26 (1-100)
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 Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 11:10 am
Aiden rolled his eyes beneath his eye lids. That Lars guy sure knew how to piss off his comrades. As a runic hunter, Aiden tried not to let obnoxious people like him get him down. He worked hard, despite not being blessed with a weapon.
The obnoxious man's taunting did exactly what everyone else probably knew would happen, allowing the creature to make a break for it.
"Oh for Pete's sake.." Aiden sighed.
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ktqueen rolled 1 100-sided dice:
78
Total: 78 (1-100)
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 11:12 am
Julien smiled softly, listening to his sweet Mya's words. He basically hung on every word she spoke, keeping his hold around her tight. She always made things better, even if she didn't know it. He'd be fine. Robert and him would handle the world ending on the other side of the portal, and come back just fine. He had to for Mya. And then there was some man walking up to them, and Mya uttered his name. Who was this man that his Mya knew so well she could name him? Who was he? Anger welled up in him as the freckled man attempted to PINCH HIS CHEEK? HOW DARE HE? Julien took a deep breath, pale eyes lighting up in fury as he got ready to respond to this... this shorter, uglier man. He had scars... his hair was messier than Julien's perfect slicked do. He was less than Julien, so why did Mya even know his name? His perfect Mya, sullying her lips with this other man's name!! Julien slapped his hand away with a bit of force, making sure to use the end of his scarf so he didn't actually have to touch the man. But then his division leader was calling his name and Julien yelled back a quick "Coming sir!!!" before pointing one thin finger at this Lucas. His pale eyes narrowed in what he hoped was a deadly way.
Robert... remind me to toss you down the deepest, darkest well I can find as soon as possible.
"I will deal with you in a moment Lucas."
He snarled it, his upper lip twisting in disgust even as he began to let go of Mya. However, then the unthinkable happened. The monster in cage 5 suddenly burst free. Julien spun, and quickly had Robert in hand. It was time to work.
"OUTTA MY WAY!"
((Rollin~))
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Bittiface rolled 2 12-sided dice:
12, 9
Total: 21 (2-24)
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 11:13 am
Damage: 21 - 6 = 15
Boss HP: 46?
Runic or not, Aiden could deal a good hit when it came down to it. No fancy weapons necessary.
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ktqueen rolled 2 12-sided dice:
12, 11
Total: 23 (2-24)
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 11:14 am
Julien lunged and Robert sliced, doing what the duo do. He grinned at Remy, someone who he had never gotten along with in his division. "I do believe my hit was better than yours, Remy." ((Rolling to attack ;D Damage: 17 Boss's HP: I think it's 29))
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 11:23 am
(( HAI GUYS DID SOME MATH (hopefully correctly, I double checked)If we're not subtracting 6 this time, BOSS HP (up to above post): DEAD If we are, BOSS HP (up to above post): 35 ))
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ramenli rolled 1 100-sided dice:
82
Total: 82 (1-100)
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 11:25 am
((Not counting Oji's post for the hit as its not a character post~)) So the little punk thought he could deal with Lucas? But there was an enemy on the field and Mya and her boytoy were taking off. The boytoy that had all but threatened him. Lucas waited for the the man to attack before he accidentally tripped. And of course since he was falling he reached out to grab something to steady himself. And the closest object at hand just happened to be Julien's scarf. Whoops.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 11:28 am
Remy snorted when she heard that voice drift towards her. "You only hit harder with that fancy sparkly goddamn weapon of yours because I was already holding the goddamn thing down so that you could hit it, Julie." She snorted again and turned to give Julien a look. A look that described how much she thought of the drama queen. It was a look that said ' I really don't like you, bitchtits'.
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Carhop Cavalier rolled 1 100-sided dice:
61
Total: 61 (1-100)
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 11:29 am
Jared nodded to the woman who had been speaking to him, satisfied smile plastered on his face. He loved killing these things, after all. "Not a problem, my pleasure re-" She cut the conversation short, leaving Jared a touch offended. Ah, everyone was on edge with the creatures about though.
And ********. Lars. Cohen.
He made all Fear Hunters look like a bunch of dickish assholes, with the way he would insult Runics and act like he was the biggest s**t in town, all because he got a weapon. Ugh.
Oh, and then the ******** released the beast in cage five. <********. IDIOT." Jared stormed over to Lars, scowling, feeling Sloan pulse in anger and hatred. "Are you out of your damned mind, Cohen? Do you realize what in the HELL you just did? Stop acting like you're the biggest damn s**t in this town, and actually ******** DO SOMETHING ABOUT THE MESS YOU MADE."
With that, Sloan became a sword once more.
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Carhop Cavalier rolled 2 12-sided dice:
8, 11
Total: 19 (2-24)
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 11:31 am
With an angered roar, the burly man whipped around, swinging the claymore with the ease of a child playing with a stick. He successfully hit the beast, right across the back. Argh, that felt good.
He returned to berating Lars.
"And that, Lars, is how a Fear Hunter should act. Responsible. You're such a mess."
(HP: 25?)
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 11:36 am
After throwing her gun, Mya stood back, the creature moving far too quickly and the crowd becoming far too dense for her to do anything but watch for now. As she watched, she saw her dearest Julien enter the fray, dealing a magnificent blow to the monster. Her heart swelled with pride and love. He was so fantastic! Wait a second... Was that Lucas...? What was Lucas...? Nooooooooooooooo!
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 11:42 am
Ah, it had felt so good to slice into that monster. He had been so pissed just seconds before by this... Lucas man that he had been able to take it out on the monster, and THEN rub it in Remy's face. A wonderful, perfect little moment for the tall foppish man. He was looking very smug indeed before Remy landed that horrible nickname on him. The nickname she always called him, that always made him feel as if he was in kiddy school again crying in the corner because all the other boys were picking on him. But that had been the darker days of his life, something he did not want to revisit since becoming a hunter.
"Goodness Remy, you'd think you're actually useful or some--"
But then something dreadful happened. Something suddenly snagged on his scarf. It didn't make too much sense honestly, he had been standing perfectly still in that moment, glory shining from him from the almost perfect blow he had landed, getting ready for Remy to apologize for her misguided words and to bow before his betterness when something just tugged on his throat and his world turned upside down as he just fell backwards with his long pale arms flailing. He thudded horribly hard on the cold ground, fingers dropping Robert into his own lap as he tried to remove the scarf from his windpipe. He coughed, choked, and suddenly breathed.
"YOU!!!"
It had been that man; Lucas. Julien kicked the man away with a scrawny leg, and pulled on the end of the scarf so it would detach from the other's grasp. His clothing was now rumpled and dirty and... horrible. Even his hair was horribly mussed, flying this way and that. No. NO NO NO NO!!! Julien stood quickly and attempted to brush the dirt off himself as quickly as possible when his pale eyes landed on his lady love staring at him in horror.
"No Mya love, don't look at me like this. This... this is horrible. I'm never caught in public with anything out of place let alone...this," he turned on Lucas quickly," When you're done being a failure and dragging other's down to your level, you should kill yourself. Seems a good ending for a hunter who can't even hit anything."
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Smerdle rolled 1 100-sided dice:
63
Total: 63 (1-100)
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 11:50 am
It might have looked like Moore had just been standing around this whole time, but he was totally keeping watch. Mmm hmm.
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Smerdle rolled 2 12-sided dice:
10, 12
Total: 22 (2-24)
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 11:52 am
When the creature got loose, the Mist Hunter kept his distance, assessing the situation for a long while before stepping in and delivering a bone-crunching kick to its shadowy little face. Moore retreated again, unhooking a dagger from where it hung at his waist. They'd been given the Suicide Mission speech. He was prepared for the worst, but there was no way in hell he was dying to a chihuahua.
Damage: 16
Cumulative HP: possibly 25 - 16 = possibly 9
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 11:56 am
At a certain point it was hard to take a man seriously. Even as the man kicked him Lucas laughed whole-heartedly. This was how things should be! He actually looked a bit better now that his hair wasn't in that awful hairstyle and he looked as if he had lived a little. Lucas was getting to his feet when the man addressed him. He looked up at him, eyes cold. "This ain't the time to be tellin' people to off themselves youngin', we've got a mission on our hands. Its times like these when you got to buck up and just," was that a flicker of an evil plan glinting in Lucas' eye as he stood, hands fisted at his side? "rub some dirt on it." With that he reached out and rubbed his hands all through the man's hair. His hands had been fisted to grab some of the filth off of the ground, and it was a rather satisfying feeling and well worth whatever was about to happen to him. Ah New York City.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 12:21 pm
"The Runic Hunters seem t' be cleaning it up well." Lars hadn't even bothered to summon his weapon as he pretty much parked his a** on an emptied crate and stared smugly into the fray. "They're real good at cleaning up the small fry."
The Mist Hunter lived for these kind of moments, just enjoying it when he really got under others' skins, enjoying fighting for only the sake of fighting, but not enough to go entirely out of line or be considered a defect. He was dangerous in his own right. "I see yer still preaching justice and all that Jared. How's your last few missions been treatin' you." A horrible grin. "I couldn' help but notice yer missing some of yer .. runic lackies."
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