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 Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 2:59 am
((Okay, beat out both of the rolls. So I can say I take 'glancing' damage from the shots, nothing serious really. Hit the armor, did some damage to the armor, nothing vital.
Tentacle is closing in on me. Slow moving, right? So it's not there yet?))
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 3:01 am
((nope, give it time friend, your not going anywhere. blaugh ))
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 3:02 am
(...and of course all dialouge is lost.)
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 3:04 am
((Of course. You don't talk to people that are relentlessly attacking you... sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 3:05 am
(( Well we HAVE been responding to dialogue, we just don't pause during attacks to do so. xd ))
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 3:06 am
Arcturus Highwind ((Of course. You don't talk to people that are relentlessly attacking you... sweatdrop )) (What about the robot that just stood up and said it was there to help you?)
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 3:08 am
((Heh, sorry, was busy trying to dodge, you know? sweatdrop I can post a short dialogue bit, but it seemed kinda out of the question when he was focusing completely on just surviving the next few minutes.))
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 3:11 am
Great. On top of burns, he was bleeding. Good work Martian. Vincent's torso was now bleeding, although not much. Honestly, the wound would affect him little more than a paper cut. But it was damn annoying.
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 3:12 am
Having finished attaching the device to the floor of the copter deck, Matthias hooked the end of it's cord onto his belt picked up a couple bricks from the crate of plastique, as well as the detonator. He carried those in one hand and picked up his breifcase with the other. Then marched across the moss bridge and into the building. All the while, a light whistling of "Putting on the Ritz" could be heard passing his lips.
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 3:18 am
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
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Nightz rolled 1 20-sided dice:
20
Total: 20 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 3:23 am
Gizmo was getting annoyed. He thrived off origonal ideas, and using the same attacks over and over again were getting annoying. He hated being the TV guy who fired, turned away, fired again. What is this, action movies?
Gizmo turned, levelled his aim, and knew that he had to make it count this time. No more continued fights, there will NOT be a Wienberg vs Squadron Part IV. This is it.
He fired again at the robot. Aiming for the hole he had made earlier, trying to end the un-life of his adversary.
[[Thats right. I roll twenties. +edits for more drama+]]
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Kellindel rolled 1 20-sided dice:
17
Total: 17 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 3:25 am
Peter growled in frustration. His paperclip was ineffective? No one could have seen that coming.
Well this was a problem. He didn't want to get close to the thing, what with it having a built-in flamethrower. Guess he would have to stick it long range attacks, then.
Why did it have to be fire?
A pad of paper left his bag, flung into the air between him and his opponent in an almost predictable pattern considering his missile medium. Then out came his stapler. Paper in front of his enemy and paper behind. His staples didn't ******** around. They got the job done whether stuff was between the paper or not.
"Please attach form A to application B." He smirked, emptying his stapler at the papers.
(HAH! 35 with Peter's most devestating technique! BOOYAKA!)
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Arcturus Highwind rolled 1 20-sided dice:
12
Total: 12 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 3:51 am
((Rolling...
Sorry, I was waiting to see if Crim was still around and going to post this round... sweatdrop ))
The result, was ugly for Lt. Grabowski. The moss clung to him, preventing him from dodging. The bullet ripped through the back of his 'head' and into his chest, leaving a deep, long pit down into a dark center that seemed to glow with an unholy green light only comparable to the XBOX logo. Then the paper came in, smashing his body, compacting down the hard armor shell, shortening the man by a good 6 inches, his head now completely pushed in, his middle cumpled and compressed his arms junky.
A voice came from the shell.
"You will get no bounty. You will only suffer for your evil sschktches..." the voice seemed to short out.
The body wasn't moving now.
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 4:00 am
Gizmo stared at the robot's mangled shell for a moment, wide-eyed. The hten let out a celebratory whoop, and walked forward. He tentavely touched the bot, then carefully picked it up, again. Even if it could attack, he reasoned, it wouldn't have enough energy to destroy me. With the aid of a few helicopters summoned from the plane of toys, or whereever, he carried its reduced weight to Matthais, who was waiting near the exit.
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 4:00 am
Worker, during this time, had no idea what he was supposed to be doing. This was his first combat situation, after all, and he had gathered no useful data from what had happened so far.
He did, however, grab onto the now silent Grabowski and attempt to lift him up, carrying the robot off. His base was from a construction android, after all. He knew how to carry things.
(Sorry. Just...
...no idea what I could have done.
Edit: ...or not, as someone apparently picked him up while I was figuring out what exactly I'd be able to do with this things limited capabilities, and you guys now having any physical abilities for him to learn...)
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