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Nothing Yet rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 2
Total: 8 (2-20)
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 Posted: Wed Oct 02, 2013 6:54 pm
Reminding herself of the importance of polite conversation, Mimsy closed her eyes just long enough to take a deep breath. Now was not the time to escalate the situation - she was beginning to feel tired, and he appeared to be faring better.
"Ah. It is a somewhat dragon-esque creature documented in 'Through the Looking-Glass, and What Alice Found There'. My name comes from the same poem, but it is a much less amusing correlation than the one I previously mentioned. He claims that I don't know what it means. The author defined it as an adjective meaning 'miserable and flimsy'." If Svensyl was correct, she certainly didn't look anything other than miserable and flimsy.
"I suppose I can't discount his assertion. There are many things that I incorrectly believed about the workings of our universe before I got here."
As she swung towards him, her eyes settled on the weapon again. Death Worm. Now she understood the appearance.
"Mongolian? Interesting cryptid. Did it carry any tendencies of its species into weaponized existence?"
HP: 16/50
DMG: 2
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MoonKitsune rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 3
Total: 11 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Oct 02, 2013 7:14 pm
He moved again, continuing to add distance where she constantly tried to subtract. He was a range weapon user after all, and sparring with close range weapon uses was more of chase almost all the time. Close up, it was hard to hit when a blade could hurt his hands or smack his gun away. He had no close combat skills either, something he really needed to get better at. He just hoped it wasn't apparent.
"Mongolian, yes. She used to shoot a sort of acidic egg on her first stage, but has since switched over to a almost dripping plasma blast when I got promoted. It's a lot cleaner than before, and I think everyone appreciates not having egg on their shoes." It was very messy, if not a bit uncomfortable if you thought too hard about what you were being hit with.
"There is not much in the books about her species." He informed the other, glad to be having a informative talk during all of this.
Moving, he lined up his sight and fired.
HP: 29
Damage: 5
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Nothing Yet rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 1
Total: 10 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Oct 02, 2013 7:23 pm
Mimsy wrinkled her nose. Dirt and grime and sludge didn't typically bother her, but that still seemed unpleasantly messy. If Svensyl were dripping FEAR-ichor everywhere, she thought that she might never have summoned him after the first time.
"I certainly appreciate it." She wiggled her toes in the bee-striped rainboots and frowned. "After ruining my last pair of shoes and finding myself stuck with these, I would rather not downgrade yet another time."
The comment on the lack of information surprised her; she never considered the luxury of high-profile creatures.
"Perhaps you could change that," she suggested, waving Svensyl towards him in some sort of pitiful half-attack-half-gesture.
HP: 11/50
DMG: 4
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MoonKitsune rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 8
Total: 15 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Oct 02, 2013 7:47 pm
He moved back, trying to keep away and block as best he could from even the light assault. "I don't know how informative your weapon is.." He sidestepped when he saw an opening and backed away, holding his gun out and trying to position while still walking backwards. "...but Saliva tends to ramble less about her culture and make-up as a Mongolian Death worm and more about what I'm doing and why I don't eat more. Not a very interesting research paper, don't you think?"
He then squinted and pulled the trigger again, glad that even being close hadn't made it too hard to hit her.
"I think your boots are a lot better looking than some of the dirty bits of canvas I've seen some people wear. There are people going to battle in sandals. Can you believe that?" He said, shaking his head. Sandals not only made your feet gross, but they exposed them to the chomping of many minipets and halloweeners. He didn't get it.
HP: 25
Damage: 9
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Nothing Yet rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 5
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Oct 02, 2013 8:14 pm
"Oh, he is incredibly informative - about everything that is unimportant, much like you are describing. Many of his words are also nonsensical. It is a waste of time." As if he could see the expression instead of feeling it, Mimsy frowned at the weapon in her hand. "I understand your dilemma."
Her defense was still abysmal and her attacks were still mediocre, but she looked like she would much rather be sitting than standing, and definitely did not appear eager to hold a sword.
"In...sandals?" The thought of that made her lower her weapon, a look of appalled confusion crossing her face. "I marvel at the lack of self-preservation here, sometimes."
HP: 2/50
DMG: 6
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Posted: Wed Oct 02, 2013 8:20 pm
Spectatorrrrrr:
Finn was really just wandering aimlessly now, brain still feeling just a tad bit dizzy after his own little battle had come to it's conclusion.
Oh look, it was that sweet as candy science princess!
"HEY PRINCESS! WANT TO DO THE SCIENCE DANCE WITH ME LATER?"
So smooth.
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Posted: Wed Oct 02, 2013 8:29 pm
Spectator
"Finn, shut up."
Jack had followed after Finn reluctantly because he was aware the guy had suffered some . . . head injuries of a sort after his fight. And since he was such a good friend, he decided to make sure the idiot didn't do something he'd regret--
--without a witness.
He at least knew the two people here. Well, sort of knew; Mimsy yes, Blondie not so much save for that intense mission at the walls earlier. Still, it could be worse--they'd both been pleasant enough to talk to.
"Ah, go Life Division . . . ?" It looked pretty clear who was about to win, though, hence the half-hearted cheering. Interesting weapons, though . . .
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MoonKitsune rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 6
Total: 13 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Oct 02, 2013 8:37 pm
"You say that, and yet you aren't guarding." He told her, and then let his weapon charge once again before pulling the trigger.
HP: 23
Damage: 7
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Posted: Wed Oct 02, 2013 8:56 pm
 ROUND 1 BATTLE - Mimsy v. Melvin
MELVIN WINS!!    MoonKitsune CONGRATS! You won battle of the brains! Be sure to wave this over her head forever. Nothing Yet I'm sure theres some super smart and snappy reponse to your loss, but I don't think I'm clever enough for you... QQ
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Posted: Wed Oct 02, 2013 9:38 pm
The science dance? The confusion only deepened as Mimsy looked away from Melvin and blinked at Finn. When had they gotten here? Her weary mind was too busy trying to determine what Finn meant by that when she remembered her spar much too late, glancing back in time to see him pull the trigger. Lips pressed into a thin line, she sighed and nodded once. "Fair enough. I deserved that." Svensyl was desummoned, returning to a brooch pinned to her shirt, but she didn't make any indication that she intended to use her now-freed hand to offer a handshake or a pat on the back. Maybe it was polite or customary or followed some other social standard that was beyond her comprehension, but there was no need to maintain appearances now, so she opted out. "That was an admirable display of combat. I hope that your 'luck' continues throughout the remainder of the tournament." She offered a small smile that she hoped would suffice, another nod that she hoped would display an appropriate level of sportsmanship, and stepped towards the side of the field with a much wider, toothier smile. "Hello, Finn. Hello, Jack." Each got a wave, uniform and equal. " Goodness, Finn - I didn't know that you were prepared to do the science dance, but if you insist...!" Maybe making it sound intimidating would deter him from doing whatever that was.
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Posted: Wed Oct 02, 2013 10:24 pm
No, Jack. No Finn would not shut up. He stood on the sidelines, and when Mimsy looked his way he offered her a very deliberate wink, not realizing that he was distracting her completely away from her match, and might have even been the cause of her losing...though she hadn't really seemed all that interested in what she was doing. Which is absolutely why Finn was here. To make things interesting. It seemed, in any case, that he had gotten there for the tail end of the battle and once Mimsy lost (booooo), she turned to come over to see him....them...whatever. "Hey princess! Tough break and stuff." Wait, what? "Why wouldn't I be prepared for the science dance? I'm totes the master. Let's do this!" And then he did it. Finn totally did the science dance for her.
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Posted: Thu Oct 03, 2013 3:43 am
Rin may have glowed with pride at you Melvin. She may also be planning to carry you over her shoulder caveman-prize style the second you walk off the field.
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Posted: Thu Oct 03, 2013 11:19 am
Melvin smiled, beamed even, at the fact that he won, but tried his best to tone it down in front of Mimsy. "Thank you. It was nice sparring with you. If you ever want to try it again, you know, without a tournament going, then just send me the word. I'm usually in my lab in the Life Division." He said his lab even though he only had a time slot in said lab. He wasn't that high up yet, but right now he was riding a victory high.
Giving a wave goodbye, he headed his way over to Rin, but spotted a flash of red a bit always. Melvin hadn't even seen Rep there, and wondered if it really was Rep or the OTHER Rep. He hoped the real one since he didn't know what sort of congratulation he'd get from the Other and didn't have any mouthwash on hand. He waved to Rep to show he saw him and, if he was so inclined, pointed to where he was meeting Rin if he wanted to walk over.
Once he was only a few steps away and in hearing distance, he smiled. "I've never had a cheerleader before." He admitted with a broad smile and a face flushed from exertion.
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Posted: Thu Oct 03, 2013 12:03 pm
Rep was rather impressed with Melvin's little display as he watched, content to stay off the radar more or less throughout the fight. He was still avoiding thinking about what the blue queen had inflicted on the blonde man and was doing his best to just pretend nothing had happened at all, most of the events since the strange shared nightmare that was the fractured world and fight with Merlin he hadn't even slightly begun to cope with.
At the nod in the direction of Rin though, he decided to just leave the two of them to their congratulations, also actively avoiding things that reminded him about the fact he couldn't even bear to watch Harrison's fight and hadn't seen him at his own either. He wasn't even sure if Jordan's battle had already happened.
"Good match." he said passingly to Melvin, and gave Rin an amicable nod as he made to leave.
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Posted: Thu Oct 03, 2013 5:38 pm
"Pfft, you don't have a cheerleader. You have a groupie." She semi-scolded before glancing at Rep. She caught the nod and nodded back, but with a soft gasp ran over to him before he managed to slip away. "Hey Rep, wait." She slid her hand to carefully tug his sleeve in efforts to halt his escape. "You... are Rep, right?"
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