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Toshihiko Two rolled 2 12-sided dice:
4, 3
Total: 7 (2-24)
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 Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 9:02 pm
Less take more volunteer. I'm pretty sure. I mean, my memory's hazy, but...I mean, you already know this, so let's face it. Level one, humans. Level two, ghost/undead... sorry other races, Level three, that's me. I mean before I was like, well. You know what it's like. Meaty. Urgh. Vunerable. Like you've noticed, you've got that...no respawn rate going on. I know as a ghost I was a lot, lighter. Less having to worry about things like legs, gravity...whatever. Pretty invincible. And now, I'm a set of swords, which is the most awesome so far. Can't say I'd complain or switch it up. But I need a Level 1 guy, is the thing. And you're my guy.
B0nez talked super fast, voice crackling from the static excitement of the charge. He forgot to explain what to do about it.
Harrison lunged again, but only dinged Rep. The motion was more rote than anything.
"You...you mean, you turned them into- c-candlejack, that's..."
HP: 46
DMG: 1
CHG: full
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Baneful rolled 10 12-sided dice:
6, 2, 2, 4, 2, 1, 4, 3, 12, 5
Total: 41 (10-120)
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 9:13 pm
"It's ******** necessary is what it is." Rep snarled. "And you agreed once upon a ******** time. He agreed." And now he didn't, they didn't agree on anything, everything was falling apart the way he knew it would and he couldn't stand being alone. The fear tangled up with the hurt and pain in him, the desperate terrified anger. And the artifact dagger tucked into his shirt glowed vivid red under the fabric, black and twisted tendrils crawling out, slithering over Tracey's surface like bones sped up, curling around the crackling runes with familiarity.
"I couldn't protect you. Him. from whatever the ******** this is, from whatever the ******** has broken the only thing I had. And the only way I can follow him is through you. I'm not supposed to summon my weapon, you just need to report me if you lose. One way or another, this stops now."
He picked up the charged axe like he weighed nothing at all, and closed his eyes.
And when he leapt, Tracey moved in to synch, all smug satisfaction and delight at this turn of affairs.
And he held him at bay. It hurt too much, it was wrong and he had to do it but he hated every moment.
He fell and brought the axe down ahead of him from above, the way he always did.
And then stumbled back, off balance and fell to the ground, because he was still so used to being caught.
HP: 44
DMG: 10
Charge: 0/3
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 9:27 pm
"This is- it's, s-sick-"
Harrison's eyes widened as Rep launched into the air. High, on his own, and he couldn't see the wings, but-
"I'm...not gonna report-"
The axe slammed down, but didn't cut through, just grazed him and sent him back. B0nez was still jumping with energy. Not Rep's Fear. The other one- and he could practically taste it too, overwhelmingly strong. Tracey. Tracey's fear.
Harrison stumbled too, getting to his feet.
"Everything's...everything is wrong here," he croaked.
HP: 36
CHRG: full
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Baneful rolled 2 12-sided dice:
12, 3
Total: 15 (2-24)
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 9:36 pm
Falling was a weakness, a fatal and stupid thing to do in a real fight and he felt so stupid as he scrambled to his feet, it was a weakness he'd willingly given, learning to control his fear only with help, handing the control to Harrison where he felt like it would always be safe. With his help he'd felt like he could do anything at all and conquer even things he'd always thought were impossible.
And now there was nothing but all the gaps left behind. He'd built himself around Harrison and now all the structures were crumbling. He'd struggled while he was unconscious in the infirmary, but not like this. What did you do when one of the people you loved was suddenly someone else? And somehow it had worked before, with that dragon him, the connection had still been there. He didn't understand why it was gone.
"You ******** think?" he said, and his voice faltered. "Welcome to the worst possible universe. And just when I thought it couldn't, it got worse."
HP: 44
DMG: 9
Charge: 0/3
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Toshihiko Two rolled 7 4-sided dice:
2, 1, 2, 1, 1, 4, 1
Total: 12 (7-28)
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 10:04 pm
"B-b*****d. Whose fault is it anyway, that it's like this. If it was you, if you were stuck in our world, even as a- as whatever you are, I'd still pro-protect- I wouldn't-"
The charge escalated in Harrison's shaking hands.
He pointed the sword at Rep.
"I hope he's over there. I hope he's getting the same treatment. Only he can respawn, while me..."
The blast went off, sending Harrison back again, unprepared for the discharge. It didn't strike Rep full-on, and the ball itself sparked weakly as it exploded.
HP: 27
CHG: 10
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Baneful rolled 2 12-sided dice:
5, 8
Total: 13 (2-24)
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 10:12 pm
"You wouldn't know how to ******** protect anything." Meatheads he'd called moon. "You don't give a ******** about me, don't pretend you are all ******** noble and that it would be different." It hurt even more because for the longest, the longest ******** time he'd dreamed of being a monster, of being something more, something able to go beyond being a pathetic useless human. He strove every waking moment of his life to be what his guys needed and now the bar had been set too high, he couldn't simply ******** be a dragon.
The ball of electricity even glancing, made Tracey hiss in pain and irritation. Once upon a time he'd have taken satisfaction in the twist of pain, now it only made him feel nauseous. Wrong. All of it was ******** wrong.
"If your ******** retarded lizard. Your not-me exists and has laid one ******** HAND on him. I will hunt him down and I'll make him into a ******** butter knife. You deserve all of this, you deserve it a hundred ******** times for the pain you've caused me. " And gathering his wits again, he struck out, refusing to back off.
HP: 34
DMG: 7
Charge: 2/3
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Toshihiko Two rolled 2 12-sided dice:
7, 10
Total: 17 (2-24)
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 10:36 pm
"You think I've got to be an Earth Mage to protect somebody? I'd protect him. They've got me-him doing this...this pointless...what do they think swords are for."
Harrison gritted his teeth, but he was sweating, and came in near again, bracing his swords against Tracey.
"He'd chew you up and spit you out."
HP: 20
DMG: 11
CHG: 1
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Baneful rolled 2 12-sided dice:
5, 11
Total: 16 (2-24)
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 10:48 pm
He'd forgotten how brutal B0nez could be when used offensively, and the realisation didn't make him feel any better, able to feel his strength dwindling more and more the longer they fought. And it was harrowing to feel it, he was always so deeply sure that he was stronger than Harrison, that he was needed because in the natural order he was simply better at offence, at combat.
But the fact Harrison was still standing, still fighting, spoke of anything but that.
"Swords are for whatever a ******** person wants them to be for." And again that overwhelming despair was like claws clenched in his gut. "He used them for me, mostly." Because he'd needed him.
And his confidence started to crack, propped up as it had been all along by nothing but rage. Maybe he would be chewed up and spat out. The inferior version, the same way he'd been inferior to the blue queen all along.
HP: 23
DMG: 10
Charge: 3/3
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Toshihiko Two rolled 2 12-sided dice:
8, 4
Total: 12 (2-24)
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 10:56 pm
Harrison was getting tired too. And the weakness, for him, was terrifying. He fought back, but it was with desperation now.
How much more could either of them take?
"Why," he asked, almost leaning against Rep, "How come I'm the enemy?"
HP: 10
DMG: 6
CHG: 2/3
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Baneful rolled 2 12-sided dice:
1, 6
Total: 7 (2-24)
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 11:12 pm
It was all Rep could do to speak around the lump in his throat. "Because if I don't blame someone else.."
He shoved him away, but he couldn't look. "Because you aren't him and I can't fix you. And one day soon I'm going to wake up and realise that's my own fault."
HP: 17
DMG: 1
Charge: 3/3
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Toshihiko Two rolled 1 10-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-10)
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 11:31 pm
"Whatever I gave up, however I ended up here, it was my own decision. I did it saving the world. Saving you- ...them..."
Harrison stepped back, wiping his mouth, still jittery, one of B0nez's swords held uneasily in front of him.
"Without your help, I'm gonna die here. If you can't- won't help, choosing to kill me with your own hands- it's the same thing."
The swords faltered.
"But I'd rather, if that's the way it's going to be...if it's you...I know. I know I'm going to die here. I know you don't want me around. But I keep following you, because- I don't want to die alone."
There was nothing left of his pride. Just fear. B0nez was sounding warnings about low shields, which didn't make much sense to him.
"H-help me. Please. And if you won't, then- But don't put me away. Don't leave me alone. That's- even worse than-"
HP: 5
Defending: Self
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Baneful rolled 8 4-sided dice:
1, 3, 3, 3, 1, 4, 2, 4
Total: 21 (8-32)
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 11:41 pm
And just like that he crumbled, all the rage going out of him, the only thing keeping him together. It hurt more than any hit he could take, more than anything. And it was what he was afraid of, what he'd been running away from. Because he couldn't say no, he wasn't strong enough to say no when he was needed, and in the moment of vulnerability this Harrison sounded too much like his own, and love wouldn't let him let go any longer.
"I don't want to die alone either." he said, his voice a feeble shadow of its usual self. "But this isn't living and I don't know how much longer I can do it."
He let go of Tracey with one hand, letting the blade drop to the ground and drew up what he had left of his charge, pulling the shadows into his hand. He pulled him into a hug then, or tried, burying his face against him in absolute despair. The heal didn't take properly as he pressed his hand to him and somehow that broke his heart even more. He couldn't even take back the damage he'd done.
Tracey dropped to the ground and he put his other arm around Harrison and for a few long moments, he couldn't have let go if he'd tried.
His voice was heavy with tears when he finally spoke and his entire body shivered with sobs. He could stand the shame of crying no more than he could stand the solitude. "I just ******** miss you so much."
HP: 17
Heal: Miss
Charge: 0/3
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Posted: Mon Oct 07, 2013 12:07 am
I miss you. And there were those words again, not for him, but for- and he can pretend it doesn't matter, because like before, even if there's so much wrong- the smell, the fear, the human hands, the grip's the same.
And for a moment, there's the faint hum of resonance. He can't grasp it, not completely, and it's not about his eyes being squeezed shut. It's almost- it's like-
He's weak. And his legs are weak. B0nez disappears, unsummoned when Rep walked over.
Harrison holds on. The previous stretch of distance melts away, for just a while. He doesn't know where to go from here. He just doesn't want to let go either.
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Posted: Mon Oct 07, 2013 12:15 am
Every time he was near him, the swell of love was almost equally paced by everything that was wrong. But in the embrace he could lie to himself, because there was nothing difference like this, he was holding one of the people he loved most of all and could lie to himself that nothing was wrong. But it didn't last, it couldn't last. He'd told himself that fact on day one. But he just ******** wanted to believe that it could.
Here he wasn't enough. As if something had changed about the world after Excalibur, everything else had come back with only minor changes for most people. But because of this, he wasn't enough. Harrison was just another person he wasn't good enough for and once again it was something he couldn't change about himself.
And it was hard to say. "I love you. Any you. And I'm sorry I'm not who you want me to be. Just like I was sorry when the Boss needed someone who wasn't me."
And no matter how many times he faced it, it never got easier.
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Posted: Mon Oct 07, 2013 12:30 am
"Yeah, I'm, its- I'm sorry too." And he's afraid talking's going to ruin it, because it always seems to. Every word was like saying, I'm not the right one.
He sucked in a breath. When he searched his feelings, at the core of it was the same, love, and he didn't understand that either.
"If you need me and Bonez, I won't- complain. It's more important that we make it through. Things don't work like they did before, but I can learn. I can try."
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