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chiickadee rolled 9 4-sided dice:
2, 3, 1, 3, 3, 4, 1, 4, 2
Total: 23 (9-36)
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 Posted: Sun Jun 29, 2014 3:23 pm
"TALK s**t GET HIT." Chel was at a boiling rage by this point, completely upset by Solia's very disrespectful talk about her aliens. Yes, her aliens. They were special to her. Maybe because of countless years of playing metroid, or maybe just because of the promise of something more than the shitstain they called earth, but Chel loved aliens.
She wound up her bow and knocked way too many arrows at once, firing them haphazardly at Solia as the little blue girl darted around the hay bales. Crafty, but dastardly. Chel hit about half her shots, which was a pretty good record, for the most part. She'd never been very good at aiming, but even hitting the girl once was a success for Chel.
HP: 23/50
DMG: 21 / 2 = 10.5 (rounded up = 11)
Charge: 0/3 | 1/2
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Posted: Sun Jun 29, 2014 3:29 pm
Solia wasn't sure what happened. But after picking herself up from the ground she looked at Chel. "Woah." Standing up, the death trainee dusted herself off. "You're nuts. Aliens... there's no way and it's not s**t." She pouted. "See if I share my hot dude picks with you...."
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun Jun 29, 2014 3:37 pm
While Chel enjoyed a good taunt and a gloat, she wasn't a d**k. She quickly desummoned Tenebrae and held out her hand to help Solia up.
"Aw c'mon darlin', don't be like that," she cooed, "It's battle talk, nothin' personal." Well, the aliens thing was, but Chel was going to let that drop. For now.
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Posted: Sun Jun 29, 2014 3:49 pm
Sighing Solia pulled out her phone and flipped to the first image. It was Otto. In glasses. "The cute pictures are when they don't know I'm there- and mostly it's meganes. Shu and I..we have a small problem okay." Solia couldn't stay mad. She might pout later but not in anger. Just in a huffy tuffy way.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun Jun 29, 2014 3:53 pm
Chel tilted her head at the picture. This kid was ... pretty skinny, honestly. Chel wasn't into those kind of dudes- the ones who looked eternally youthful. "What, this the best you got? Where's the actual hotties?" Shots fired Otto, shots fired.
She sat down on a nearby hay bale and gestured for Solia to do the the same. "Shoe? Who's that?" she asked. Geez. Chel was quickly learning she had a LOT of people to meet on this island still. That was probably a good thing, though.
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