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While it was therapeutic, it was kind of disturbing, too. Well, not that disturbing-- they were just robots and robots didn't have feelings.. right? Right. That'd be silly. Robots having feelings was only something in fiction, but Thalia compared life to fiction all the time. What was he doing?

Stabbing robots.

Don't be silly, Thalia.

17/20 HP

Thalia did 4 damage!

roll for eostre

Zeffer watched his teammates being badasses and tried to do the same.

hp: 18/20

zeffer did 4 damage.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagggggghhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The blueblood was hopping up and down on the spot now, pounding commands into his joystick and screaming with rage. His face was glowing with his high blue blood, flushed and furious. On his frantic command, the two robots lifted their brooms onto their shoulders, where the sleeves opened to form grooves, the brooms clicking into place and changing ... into giant turrent machine guns. Awesome. Seemingly unfazed by the prospect of firing haphazardly into his own house, the blueblood pointed a quivering finger at the young trolls.

"Y y you all better kiss your asses goodbye! So long loosers!!!"



If you rolled a 1, one of the turrets swings right at you. Before you can do anything, you're peppered with ... rubber mice? You're about to laugh, but they don't seem to stop coming. And then one hits you in the eye, and another smacks into your nose, and then you're drowning in a barrage of stinging, painful, whiskery rubber. By the time you've managed to pull yourself together and dig your way out, you've missed your opportunity to get an attack in. Do no damage with your main attack and take 4 dmg.

If you rolled a 2, you dodge to the side as a barrage of what appear to be rubber mice bounce past you. Pulling a face at the blueblood, you see him glower and press a small switch. One of the robots turns towards you, and a small crosshair flips up on the top of it's gun. Uh oh. You try dodging, and weaving out of the way, but wherever you go he tracks you down and fires more mice at you! You take 1 dmg for every half-hour post you make, and take 3 dmg.

If you rolled a 3, you take a rubber mouse between the eyes, making your forehead smart and not helping if you've begun to develop a headache. Then two more bounce off the back of your head. For non-lethal rounds, they really hurt! Take 2 dmg.

If you rolled a 4, you dodge a barrage of rubber mice bullets, and as you pause to congratulate yourself, you turn, step on one, and land smack on your face. Ow. Take 1 dmg.

If you rolled a 5, you duck down and keep your arms over your head till the robots loose interest in peppering your area of the basement with the rubber mice bullets. Smooth.

If you rolled a 6, you scream as they turn towards you, and start madly flailing with your weapon. You don't want to be shot! By luck, skill, or sheer magnetic force of your amazing and confident personality, you somehow whack one of the rubber mice being fired at you right back at the robots. Hey, that works! You grin and take up the batting stance. Come at me bro! Deal +2 damage for all your half-hour attacks till the next round.

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Akko hissed as she was barraged with mice, attempting to duck behind Zeffer with limited success. As one hit her in the right temple she let out an all out bark, chucking her kanabo straight at one of the maid's heads. It bounced off the robot with a large clang, rolling back to Byakko's feet before the mutant was once more assaulted with the mice.


HP: 18/20
Military Grade Kanabō +1 to roll
Damage done this round: 2
Damage taken this round: 3