Amonee Brycer HP: 10/20 Damage: 5 Direction: Right
"Nooo, not the lasers again!" Amonee visibly deflated at the sight of the next obstacle. He really didn't like all the security measures they were up against. Everything was so dangerous and painful! Not to mention, he was fairly tall so sneaking through cracks between laser beams was not easy for him. Perhaps he could've slipped through some of these messes as a child but now that he was bigger, it was a lot hard.
Keeping close to the wall, he tried to go this route in hopes that it would be easier to keep track of where the lasers were since they were right in his face. This worked until about halfway through when the boy caught his foot on a loose tile and crashed down to the floor. His wrap got tangled around himself and he crawled the rest of the way with great embarrassment. Ugh, so much for elegance and grace.
"I hope Panili didn't see any of these mishaps in her visions!" Amonee tried to crack a joke to Nucleo, hoping to lighten the very dark and somber mood that surrounded them like a fog.
Free from the lasers for now, Reemus was happy to find more stuff to smash in the meantime. Kept him in shape. Or...what he thought shape was? He was on his toes, anyway. Got the blood pumping. Though wasn't blood always pumping? Sayings were weird, he wasn't gonna think about it. He shook the thoughts out of his head. He pulled his fist back, clenched into the brass knuckles, and started ramming into whatever he could find. Any damage was good damage, he'd come to find.
Just slam and slam and slam some more. Maybe Voscil would pop up. Or they'd find the bomb. Or something. But eventually they could go home and talk some more. Or, better, just be around each other.
She'd been making good progress along the halls, although she was suspecting she needed to turn back around. She wasn't sure that it would be the best course of action though, in case there was still an exit here. And besides, the time it would take to double back... it filled her with dread. The clock was ticking down, wasn't it? Even with the boost of health, she still knew there was a lot of traps to go through. She'd have to just wait and see what happens.
Eostre took down a few more cameras as she walked, wondering where the exit would be.
Reemus needed more things to punch. He had the walls, the floors, not much else at the moment. He couldn't reach the ceiling. Boo. There were...security cameras? He could try to reach those. It would take some jumping, though. Reemus tried anyway. He leaped, he hopped, not realizing he looked kind of ridiculous. At one point, he actually grabbed onto some wires. Then, holding on, they tore from the camera, him falling down with them.
Yeah, it hurt, but he still raised his fist triumphantly. He did it!
He didn't know what to do with the wires, though. With a shrug, he dropped them and walked away, whistling.
There seemed to be a lot of cameras, she noted each one. If the tower had been able to be completed, it would have been a formidable thing to try and breach security in. But as it was now... she wasn't sure. So many were out of reach. Nothing she could do about it but continue on.
Polair and Claud go LEFT! HP: 15/40 -1 HP each roll
Polair stopped her tracks as the sound of something being activated echoed through the hallways. She felt a sudden heat in front and behind her. Claud growled, the defense system was blocking their path. He told her more cameras were watching them and asked her if he could eat them too. The child shrugged. Obviously she didn't care for the cameras but she did care for his well-being.
"Let me see..." She coughed. "Let me check if I can somehow disable the lasers first alright? I'm much smaller than you "
Of course Claud told her "no." This was to dangerous for her. So he decided to do the work for her and got hurt for her. Well, so much for being careful.
Chiara is attacking Half-constructed Tower and Going Right If you rolled a 1, you trip and fall wildly as you try to pass through the beams. Thankfully, the lasers don't have enough power to cut, but they do have enough to burn. Take 5 dmg. Hp:1/20 Damage Dealt: (+1) 3 Artifact Support A 0/1 Second Wind 1/1 you roll 1d4, if you get a 1 or a 4, you get half health back
Chiara gasped as she exited the latest room. She skirted around a corner, avoiding her team mates. She did not want to be seen like this. She waited until the other trolls walked a little and moved to be at the tail end of the team. Chiara had been walking in a daze. When she snapped to and looked around, she realized that some of the troll's she had been with were no longer ther. The blueblood silently chided herself for letting this happen.
Chiara's breathing was getting ever more labored. She looked down to assess her newest injury. The blueblood scowled as she saw the damage. With a sigh Chiara took off her long shawl jacket and ripped of a strip. The blueblood winced as she wrapped the fabric over her newest addition of buises, cuts and burns. She didn't know how much longer she would be in here, it was better to dress the wound instead of risk infection. Chiara gritted her teeth and stood up, tieing what was left of her light appeal around her waist. The blueblood put a determined look on and tried to hide her limp as she continued.
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Micillia rolled 1 4-sided dice:
2Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2016 6:08 pm
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Chiara is Using her Second Wind! FAILED Hp:1/20 Damage Dealt: (+1) Artifact Support A 0/1 Second Wind 1/1 you roll 1d4, if you get a 1 or a 4, you get half health back
VOID Failed at doing things right
Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2016 6:12 pm
ROUND 10
Locations Italicized direction is the one that trolls arrived from.
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Late arrivals start in the entranceway!
Possible Directions
Up, Left, Right
Natash, Lorata, Austri, Flydra, Ephias have encountered a dead end! They return to their previous location.
Possible Directions
Up, Down, Left
Scorpa advances through the hallways until they find a new intersection.
Possible Directions
Up, Down, Left
Nucleo, Amonee advance through the hallways until they find a new intersection.
Possible Directions
Down, Left, Right
Chiara, Reemus, Opimus advance through the hallways until they find a new intersection.
Possible Directions
Down, Left, Right
Eostre, Vulpin advance through the hallways until they find a new intersection.
Possible Directions
Up, Down, Right
Psykgi, Polair advance through the hallways until they find a new intersection.
Possible Directions
Up, Down, Left, Right
Eridia advances through the hallways until they find a new intersection.
Possible Directions
Up, Down, Left, Right
Voscil, Stryke, Cynril, Aandes do not advance this round.
Boss Attack
The passageway ahead is blocked by a crowd of troll-bots, milling around and bumping off each other. If metal can look confused, these seem a little uncertain about what exactly they're doing there, but the confusion disappears the moment they catch sight of you.
If you rolled a 1, a troll bot leaps on your shoulders and does it's best to try and unscrew your head from your body. Take 3 dmg, and 1 damage each roll after until a support power is used on you.
If you rolled a 2, two troll-bots link their arms together and a third runs up to them, bounces off the arms, and ricochets off to slam you heavily. You're completely winded. Take 2 dmg, and 1 damage each roll after until a support power is used on you.
If you rolled a 3, a troll bot in the shredded remains of a shirt that reads 'number one grubling' tackles you, and proceeds to slap you silly.Take 2 dmg, and 1 damage each roll after until a support power is used on you.
If you rolled a 4, you're charged by a troll-bot that, while failing to gore you with it's horns, pins you to the wall with them. As you struggle, it begins to kick and slap frantically at you, as it seems to be stuck as well. Take 1 dmg, and 1 damage each roll after until a support power is used on you.
If you rolled a 5, as you push and claw your way through the melee, a bot lying on the ground clamps it's jaws around your ankle and gets dragged a few steps before you can kick it off. Take 2 dmg.
If you rolled a 6, out of the corner of your eye, you see a trollbot pointing at you, and jeering. You're not sure what it's mocking, but the feeling stings slightly. Take 1 dmg.
Polair and Claud go RIGHT! HP: 13/40 -1 HP each roll
Walking through another corridor, Polair and Claud cautiously navigated through it. Those bots were such a handful and so annoying at the same time. Thankfully they didn't regret destroying them. It felt almost reliving doing so. She heard something approaching fast though, and once it collided with her Polair deduced it had to be another one of those robotic monsters. She struggled to get away, but it had her cornered. Not to mention the foolish machine got itself stuck as well. Every kick and punch made her anger grow until...
Polair decided to hit back. Claud managed to get that menacing thing off her yet she resumed kicking and punching the air.
Psykgi Mentha 10/20 hp Damage Dealt: 6 to Half Constructed Tower Damage Taken: 2 Direction: Up Military Standard Medical Kit (Adept Artifact Support A) (0/2 Uses, heal one troll 1/2 hp) Second Wind (1/1)
Psykgi held off a trollbot with her axe handle, struggling against it until she could push it away far enough to smash it's head with the head of her axe... and it's torso, and it's arms. She hit it until she could kick it away and give herself some room to move. She was getting really sick and tired of these awful robots - whose idea had it been to put them in the tower? Or make them at all? Oh, she'd heard about the whole lusus-day project with the wigglerbots, and she had to wonder Why. She was glad she hadn't gotten into that mess herself.
The robot now occupied with her group mates, Psykgi started forward, aiming to get to the next intersection corner and see what she might be able to find there.
Reemus felt pretty satisfied with his work so far. He just had to keep it up for a little while longer. Reemus turned another corner. He looked down the hall. Another commotion. All gray bodies, but the wrong kind. Too shiny. Reemus squinted. And squinted some more. He cracked his knuckles. Showtime.
The yellowblood charged down the corridor. As soon as he was in arm's length, he started slamming the s**t out of the robots. One after another, back to back.
He only stopped when a bot tackled him from behind.
"Fightin' back, mate?" he laughed, wiggling an arm out to beat on it wherever he could.
Vulpin didn't notice the robots running for them until it was too late. Taking in a deep breath, they moved to run away, but the bots didn't give up that easily. Linking their arms together, two of the bots formed a slingshot for the third to bounce off of, sending the third bot flying through the air faster than Vulpin could keep up with.
Surely enough, the bot landed squarely over Vulpin, almost laughing at their ability to pin the leaner troll. They put up a fight for a moment, but quickly tired, partially out of boredom. Perhaps Eostre could come and save them.
