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chiickadee rolled 2 6-sided dice:
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Total: 5 (2-12)
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 Posted: Tue Jul 16, 2013 11:47 am
Minipets. Minipets everywhere. Sweet Jesus she barely knew herself, how was she supposed to know what these things were? Were they friendly? Was she supposed to tame them? "Uh Bluey, you got any-"
One answered the question for her by whapping her on the back of the head. Well then.
"We got trouble!"
HP: 28
DMG: 0
HP: 10/10
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Wandered rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 6
Total: 9 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Jul 16, 2013 11:52 am
He could have told her that he saw that, having been cornered by the remarkably tiny, little, sparkly creature, who had it out for his ankles. Of course, she wouldn't have understood him, as per usual, with his big language block between them. But, it was obvious that the little buggers just wanted a quick lunch, even if they were tiny and adorable (and sometimes sparkly.)
So, he did what he could do.
Lifting his eyebrows a little, he called out a quick little, "'ey, Rosette!" To her, before giving the cute little thing a quick thump to it's head with his book, before looking back up at her again.
If you can't love them, beat them.
HP: 28
DMG 3
Terrifying.
HP: 7/10
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chiickadee rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 1
Total: 3 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Jul 16, 2013 11:58 am
"WHAT," Chel sceeched, "You get fluffy mcprecious and I'm over here with the ******** ghost of Christmas ******** was not happy with this. Nor with the way it was scratching her.
HP: 26
DMG: 0
HP: 10/10
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Wandered rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 4
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Jul 16, 2013 12:07 pm
Giving her a little look, he tried to express that he wasn't entirely happy with beating the snot out of the cutest thing he had seen, ever. Albeit, whatevr she was fighting did look pretty ******** up.
"Il est plus facile à battre les enculés." He murmured out loud, before pausing.
Look at the teeth on that thing.
HP: 7/10
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chiickadee rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 2
Total: 4 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Jul 16, 2013 12:12 pm
"I DON'T SPEAK FRENCH."
HP: 24
DMG: 0
HP: 10/10
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Wandered rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 1
Total: 3 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Jul 16, 2013 12:21 pm
"JE NE PARLE PAS ANGLAIS!"
They were pretty much up s**t creek without a paddle.
HP: 24
DMG --
It'll strip the flesh of bone!
HP: 7/10
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chiickadee rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 3
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Jul 16, 2013 12:22 pm
Seeing as she and her "friend" had a language barrier, she decided to focus on the weird ghost. She was supposed to take it out, but how? It was a ghost! Her hits would just go straight through it, wouldn't they?
Hold on a tick! The ghost was flickering- perhaps it was tangible when it was fully visible?
HP: 22
DMG: 0
HP: 10/10
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chiickadee rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 5
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Jul 16, 2013 12:24 pm
It was actually a lot harder to hit than it looked.
Damn ghosties.
HP: 20
DMG: 0
HP: 10/10
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chiickadee rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 4
Total: 10 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Jul 16, 2013 12:25 pm
She dug through her pockets for a moment, seeing if there was anything worthwhile. Some chapstick? No. A key to something? SURE WHY NOT??
In a very desperate attempt, she struck the ghost at just the right moment, causing it to recoil and screech with pain. It looked just like a Boo, had Chel remembered that pop culture reference.
HP: 18/30
DMG: 4
HP: 6/10
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Posted: Tue Jul 16, 2013 12:27 pm
"Haha.." Sin said in relief when the last damage was dealt to the tentacle monster by another hunter. Sliding beneath the tentacle monster in order to catch the girl in case she fell, he was amazed to overhear Javier's voice over all the noise. "Don't worry, I'm not going to die.. Wait. What love triangle?" When? Where? Man, his life was getting more complicated by the second. "What exactly do you think I am..?" Sin wouldn't have taken himself for that type. He wasn't sure what part he was in this love triangle but surely he must have had some moral compass that wouldn't allow him to be some philandering cheater; or even to be in love with two people? He did, didn't he..? "..I'm pretty sure this is the first time I've seen her." Well, with their current circumstances, it held little weight -- but no seriously what had he gotten himself into. "I might need an explanation or two." He directed over to Javier. Clearly, there were questions that needed answers.
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Wandered rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 4
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Jul 16, 2013 12:33 pm
After a few messed up swings of his book, he lightly felt the edge clip the little ******** in the head, before it jumped back, making a startled sound.
HP: 22
DMG 1
Take your face off with one bite!
HP: 6/10
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chiickadee rolled 2 6-sided dice:
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Total: 6 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Jul 16, 2013 12:34 pm
Okay so the key wasn't doing it. Chel swung it once more, and the ghost swallowed it into its ectoplasm. Now it was just dangling in front of her, almost taunting her for her fault.
"Dammit. Stupid ghost." What to do now?
HP: 16/30
DMG: 0
HP: 6/10
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chiickadee rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 5
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Jul 16, 2013 12:36 pm
Chelsea ripped the book out of poor Dory's hands. In the same movement, she lurched towards the ghost, swinging the book wildly back and forth, as though a caveman on a horrible mission to kill sabertooth tigers with a single club. Actually, considering how brutish she looked, she might as well have been a neanderthal.
"COME HERE YOU STUPID THING."
HP: 14/30
DMG: 1
HP: 5/10
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chiickadee rolled 2 6-sided dice:
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Total: 10 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Jul 16, 2013 12:37 pm
Turns out the book was super effective!
She continued to use it to the best of her ability.
HP: 12/30
DMG: 4
HP: 1/10
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chiickadee rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 4
Total: 10 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Jul 16, 2013 12:38 pm
Chel lifted the sword book above her head for a final blow, bringing it down on the ghost. He didn't stand a ghost of a chance. Slowly, his FEAR began to detach and he sort of sadly detached. For some odd reason, Chel heard music in her ears, and wondered why nothing dropped out of him.
Nothing, except for the key he'd taken. It fell uselessly to the ground with a "plink!"
Bending over, she picked up the key and shoved it back into her pocket. So much for that. "Bluey? Oy frenchy, where'd you go?"
HP: 10/30
DMG: 4
HP: ded/10
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