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a-disgruntled-dragon rolled 2 12-sided dice:
12, 11
Total: 23 (2-24)
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Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2014 10:47 pm
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Lydia straightened abruptly as it seemed the half man half Canadian Rockies mountain beast was talking again, and since he was the one telling them what to do in such a commanding and quite obviously authoritive manner, she thought it might be best to listen to him.
Wait, Jedi?
...Padawan training??
Lydia began to giggle, quite uncontrollably, forcing her to quickly put down the cell phones she had picked up so that she could hide her suddenly flushing face behind her hands, finding his words and his facial expression simply adorable.
The roaches only added to his charm.
"Well, I suppose I wouldn't mind some personal training, especially from a creature as impressive as you!" She somehow managed to choke out, not quite believing her luck. "Jedi I mean. Jedi creature...very, very impressive. Will you be showing me how you wield the force?" She managed to smile at him from behind her hands.
Totally nailed the star wars reference mumbo jumbo. She was on her A-game today!
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medigel rolled 1 4-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2014 11:39 pm
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nora distance: 16 - 10 = 6 1/5
"Argh, can't be arsed--" In the slurry of sand, teeth, and corpses, Nora saw something protruding out. Something much more solid. Immediately she latched on and felt a wave of relief go over her as the sand slid past without taking her along with them. The mouth (gullet, throat, whatever it was) was further away, thank the heavens. Some weren't quite as fortunate, however.
Bradley, for instance. "Find something to hold onto!" Nora shouted at him, spitting out some sand while she was at it. Whatever anyone did, they probably ought not to look back like . . . she was doing. What a grim little place this was. "Preferably not the teeth!" she added helpfully.
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chirigami rolled 2 12-sided dice:
4, 9
Total: 13 (2-24)
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2014 1:19 am
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[ Awesome fun Sahara times ]
Oh, well this probably should have been expected with a trip to the Sahara, not that Milo really knew all that much better. He had, what, taken one trip before? That had gone pretty badly? Maybe he was hoping for something a little less than what they encountered. What with first that horrible putrid smell upon arrival and then the giant pit of teeth and sand that appeared beneath them that was trying to swallow them up - he had something for this, he knew he did. Koume yelled at him to stop thinking about it.
"Oh yay ~" He exclaimed in a rather sarcastic tone; hopefully in the vicinity of Noemi so she could see how less than thrilled he was for once. Sadly, the swirling vortex of sharp pointy things and death decided it was going to pull his tight grip on her apart, even after he tried to tighten that grip when all this started to go down.
Talking also probably wasn't the best course of action, not here at least. He still continued anyways, "hopefully we will be." Milo called out in reply to Jack, "Noemi?" Urg, that got a good amount of sand in his mouth. Yay.
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2014 4:01 am
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[Lighthouse]
The word 'honestly' earned a look of insulted confusion - of course Mimsy intended for him to be honest with her, which was why she had ever asked in the first place.
"So don't. We can find something else to do with our time," she suggested, turning both the grenade and the stolen cell phone over in her hands. They made faint clinking noises as they rubbed against one another, which was probably not the safest thing.
She stopped to look down at it, considering whether or not she really wanted to throw it through the portal. She had never had the opportunity to use one of these before, whatever it was; part of her wanted to keep it to show Lucky, whenever he woke up, and the other part was very curious to see what it would do.
As she debated the merits of each, one of Mark's friendly cockroaches scurried over her boot. She let out a high-pitched squeal at the sight of it, which might have been the girliest sound that had ever come out of her mouth.
Then she bent down to quickly snatch it up, and held her hand closed around it while she pocketed the cell phone. Now she held a squirming roach in one hand, and a grenade in the other, and she kind of didn't want to let either of them go.
"What if it lands in the midst of our fellow Hunters?" She paused, and smiled a split second later. "Ohhh. Yes, all right!"
Two thin antennae poked out of her closed hand as she put the grenade pin between her teeth. Just in case he'd changed his mind, she looked up at Robert and raised her eyebrows as she began to speak around the piece of metal.
"If you are quite certain that you would not prefer to go elsewhere, and that this is the best course of action..." She trailed off and waited for his answer, either way.
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endejester rolled 2 12-sided dice:
6, 7
Total: 13 (2-24)
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2014 4:07 am
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poke mattix rolled 2 12-sided dice:
4, 11
Total: 15 (2-24)
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2014 4:35 am
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poke mattix rolled 1 4-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2014 4:54 am
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Face your demons rolled 2 12-sided dice:
4, 4
Total: 8 (2-24)
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2014 5:18 am
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Harland was just minding his own business peeling things, miscellaneous things, when Lilibuns started to tug at him. Suddenly, all the things he'd been ignoring came back to him: a body, running, to the lighthouse. And Lilac was pulling him towards the lighthouse, or he supposed to where she figured it would be, when Marc interrupted them all.
And led them to the portal, his arms full of tech.
Nothing could have prepared Harland for the nightmare vision of the creature who was all rings of teeth, and definitely trying to devour them. What had put the portal here, why were they being dropped into it? Harland immediately summoned Coyote.
Here was the problem with the principle of a hookshot gauntlet in the Sahara: what was there to latch onto? A higher row of teeth?
Still, it was worth a shot. Harland grabbed hold of Lilac by the waist, and tried to latch Coyote onto a high row, pressing the plate on his palm.
8 meters down. 22 below him. Now if he could just get to the top and find something to anchor himself, he could try to retrieve people.
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Face your demons rolled 1 4-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2014 5:28 am
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Face your demons rolled 1 4-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2014 5:31 am
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Face your demons rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2014 5:45 am
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