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Trira rolled 5 20-sided dice:
13, 16, 5, 18, 16
Total: 68 (5-100)
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 Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 12:53 pm
I battled and I PASSEDMoure pulled one of the heavy nets free from their container, feeling the weights pull down even as he hefted it up. The ink Gibs looked up to Moure, curiously tipping his head. Moure held up the net, and then quietly spoke into his steed's ears. "We need to get this net over that creature we've been fighting, okay?" The animalistically intelligent eyes lit up, and the boogeymon gave an excited woof.
Moure wasn't sure what the sleek, wolfish Gibs' plan was, but he figured he'd find out. The boogeymon moved closer to the creature, and then reared up. Moure had a split second to realize, "Okay throw it now since it'll build momentum" before the boogeymon's front end came back down like a weight on a catapult. Moure let the net fly, aimed at their wounded target.
Their enemy didn't even have a chance to try to dodge before the net, propelled by the height and force of the boogeymon-catapult, came crashing down around it. The false Gibralter gave a happy purring rumble from deep in his throat, and Moure wrapped his arms around the huge minimon's neck. "Great work, Inky Gibs! I couldn't have done it without you." The boogeymon turned his head so that he could look at the patchwork with an expression of exalted adoration. Moure gave the soft fur around the boogeymon's horn several pets and ruffled the minipet between the ears. "You did good, Inky Gibs. I'd be glad to have you by my side anytime." Which was actually a very true statement. If he could always ride into battle on this beast of a minipet, he'd be set. The true Gibralter would've probably liked his counterpart as well, and probably would've taken to riding on Moure's shoulder while Moure rode the warhorse-sized ink boogeymon.
Alas, once their wild enemy beast was subdued, Moure could feel himself being pulled from the painting, and gave the huge inky Gibralter another hug, fearing he wouldn't see his noble steed again. "Thanks Inky Gibs. Be a good boy while I'm gone, okay?" His painted friend gave a happy, confirming woof and nuzzled Moure's head lovingly, and then the patchwork was gone.
He stepped away from the painting as he emerged from it, blinking again from the sudden change in how reality appeared. He looked down toward the painting, trying to spot his boogeymon creature, before moving away so others could depart from their inky adventures as well.
My HP: 5/40
Damage done: --
Opponent's HP: 37
Number of nets left: 2/3
Link all posts made here: Attack One Attack Two Attack Three Attack Four Attack Five Attack Six Attack Seven Net One -- Success!
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Euphoric Ghost rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 2
Total: 6 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 12:58 pm
“Nine.” The ghost looked down at his giant ink beast, the nine tentacle octopus. “It looks like we’ll have to work together this time.” The beast and its master had a little wrestling much the day before as the ghost tried to wrangle this ink beast. It had been quite a match, wrestling a nine armed octopus, but it was equally difficult holding on to a slimer. In the end, it wasn’t about technique or strength, but it was about persistence as the ghost outlasted the giant mollusk. The octopus withdrew and changed its colors to blend with the background as a creature walked before them. It was an odd one; it looked like a hybrid between a raccoon and a cat. It didn’t take long for the two beasts to see each other. The raccat snarled, and the two went for each other. The ghost had little control, but he trusted the octopus, since it was capable of moving nine limbs, it could handle one with just four. Battle was fierce, and damage to each other was pretty even. My HP: 35 Damage done: 6 Opponent's HP: 100-6=94 Number of nets left: 3 Link all posts made here: Post 1, Post 2,, Post 3,, Post 4, Post 5,, Post 6, Post 7, Post 8
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Euphoric Ghost rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 4
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 12:59 pm
The raccat was fast, too fast for the slow moving water-dwelling nine armed octopus. It was hoping around, running, and it could even climb the mountain sides, allowing it to escape most of Nine’s attacks. The slimer saw this, and wondered what to do, and found something. The slimer directed the octopus towards the mountain, where the raccat had jumped several times, making its wall crumble, sending a few good sized pieces of rocks to the bottom. “Use it Nine,” said the ghost as he pointed the rocks, “Throw them!” And so the octopus did. It took rocks with each of its nine arms, and threw it at the raccat, getting a hold of more a it threw some. My HP: 30/40 Damage done: 9 Opponent's HP: 94-9= 85 Number of nets left: 3 Link all posts made here: Post 1, Post 2,, Post 3,, Post 4, Post 5,, Post 6, Post 7, Post 8
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Euphoric Ghost rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 2
Total: 6 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 1:01 pm
With the raccat badly hurt from the rocks, the battle was at an even keel. The two beasts again fought with tooth and nail. Scratches there, a few good throws here, it was leaving the slimer a little dizzy while he road behind his ink beast. There was no need for anything clever here. This was an all out primal battle between animals. It was all about force and domination. My HP: 25/40 Damage done: 6 Opponent's HP: 85-6=79 Number of nets left: 3 Link all posts made here: Post 1, Post 2,, Post 3,, Post 4, Post 5,, Post 6, Post 7, Post 8
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Euphoric Ghost rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 4
Total: 12 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 1:02 pm
[rolling] My HP: 20/40 Damage done: 12 Opponent's HP: 79-12=67 Number of nets left: 3 Link all posts made here: Post 1, Post 2,, Post 3,, Post 4
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Euphoric Ghost rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 6
Total: 12 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 1:04 pm
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Euphoric Ghost rolled 5 20-sided dice:
5, 6, 16, 20, 8
Total: 55 (5-100)
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 1:05 pm
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Euphoric Ghost rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 1
Total: 6 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 1:08 pm
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 6
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 1:08 pm
And then a problem presented itself. Fighting, one of the few things Israfel was more than reluctant to do. Gripping the ball of fluff that was his beast, Israfel began to let out a few coos of worry. He didn't want to fight, so- Sitting on the beast he didn't really do anything. His beast however, had different plans as it began to run, the siren gripping it's fur. As they found their wild beast? His mount, (not called wiggins), took a playful bat at it while it gave a bat to the siren. Israfel suddenly did not like this class at all. My HP: 35 Damage done: 7 Opponent's HP: 93 Number of nets left: 3 Link all posts made here: One
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Euphoric Ghost rolled 5 20-sided dice:
9, 18, 19, 4, 17
Total: 67 (5-100)
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 1:09 pm
I battled and I PASSEDMy HP: 10/40 Damage done: 0 Opponent's HP: 49 Number of nets left: 1 Link all posts made here: Post 1, Post 2,, Post 3,, Post 4, Post 5,, Post 6, Post 7, Post 8
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 5
Total: 12 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 1:10 pm
More 'playful' batting. My HP: 30 Damage done: 12 Opponent's HP: 81 Number of nets left: 3 Link all posts made here: One// Two//
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 8
Total: 15 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 1:12 pm
Israfel was getting very upset at this fighting. Why did they have to fight so much? Glaring at the wild beast and then his, he bit his lip. He did not like it, he did not want it. As it struck him again a low hiss came out, and his feathers began to spread out in vivid display. He did not like this. My HP: 25 Damage done: 15 Opponent's HP: 66 Number of nets left: 3 Link all posts made here: One// Two// Three
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Miliardo Kason rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 3
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 1:16 pm
Over time Sammy had grown use to the robes lent from Invictus, today she moved proudly across the grounds towards the classroom, around her neck hanging outside her robes where her usual dog tags, added two them where two diplomacy tokens belonging to two friends, more importantly she wore her Trials medallion openly as she moved to the class room. It created a mixed reactions some impressed other raising their eyebrow at an undead having earned something like that. Still with every day she spent among Conquest she grew more at ease around them.
Still she wasn't ready for the quick shift of reality again when she entered the classroom. The moment the world stopped tumbling she found herself sitting atop her painted tiger, the beast shifted under her weight not at all seeming pleased about the situation but going along with it none the less.
"Capturing another beast?" She shifted slightly to the side glancing back at a bamboo ink drawn basket reaching over to lift the lid. Only two nets where inside. "You didn't sit still when they put this on did you?" As if to respond the tiger gave a shake of its whole body nearly sending Sammy off it's side.
"Fine fine I won't complain! Just listen to me so we can complete this!" The tiger calmed for the time being and Sammy looked up to listen as Professors spoke. Well it seemed like a simple enough task right?
She gave her mount a slight kick, her feet poking into it's sides sending the tiger sprinting towards the chaos of other beasts. "Go! The gazelle right there!" She pointed towards the beast and her own tiger launched after it fangs bared and ready to fight. Leaping in her mount lashed out teeth grazing the wild beast before it turned butting its head against them.
"DAMMIT!"
My HP: 25/30
Damage done: 9
Opponent's HP: /100
Number of nets left: 2/2
Link all posts made here:
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 2
Total: 3 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 1:17 pm
Hearing a familiar voice distracted Israfel from his thoughts, ear wings fliinging up in delight as he realized who is was. "SAMMMMMMYYYYYYYY" He sang out, the distraction getting him almost sent off Wiggins. "SAMMYSAMMYSAMMY!" Thoroughly distracted, the siren guided his fluffy mount to where he heard the zombie. "SAMMMYYYYYY" As he saw her he smiled. "You are riding a p***y!" My HP: 20 Damage done: 3 Opponent's HP: 63 Number of nets left: 3 Link all posts made here: One// Two// Three// Four
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Miliardo Kason rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 3
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 1:20 pm
The gazelle seemed to pay no mind to Israfel and Wiggims, instead it kept its black eyes locked on Sammy and her mount. For a brief moment the tiger looked at Israfel and let out a wild growl, it apparently wasn't fond of the term 'p***y'. "Careful, he umm doesn't seem to play very nice..." she reached down offering the large cat a scratch behind the ears before it lunged after the Gazelle beast once more. The result was another head butt and a claw to the creatures side.
"Ah son of a.... ISRAFEL BEHIND YOU!" She flailed her good left arm at the siren pointign with her right to warn him of the Tigger he had decided to pester earlier was now about to pounce him from behind.
Bless the little Siren's heart, good fellow, head completely in the wrong place at all times.My HP: 20/30 Damage done: 9 Opponent's HP: 82/100 Number of nets left: 2/2 Link all posts made here: Post 1 Post 2
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