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iloveyouDIE rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 2
Total: 10 (2-16)
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 Posted: Wed Jul 30, 2014 3:32 pm
"You still," She made a face, one that it was increasingly clear was her look of concentration (a bit of a squint, a wrinkled nose, biting the corner of her lip), as the whips once more struck against America's defense between words, "workin on'at house'a yers?" Cee had trouble with spars and mostly it was the pacing. Being unsure with her weapon was only part of the problem. She'd been in fights, the blood boiling rush of anger and need, then the cold that followed when she slipped into that place of calculation and used it against the poor soul who'd decided to cross her. These spars weren't anything like that. She had no beef, no reason to get her heart racing and that was boring. HP: 40/40 Dmg: 4 Charge: 2/3
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lizbot rolled 1 8-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-8)
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Posted: Wed Jul 30, 2014 4:22 pm
The whips met chains in an equal exchange of force force and defense, for a defensive spar it was near perfect. "Yeah, it's just about done, 'cept for the actual moving in part." America's smile turned a bit wistful as she adjusted her grip and began to swing the massive golden ball around. "Can't ******** wait, already been spending most afternoons there. Just having a backyard to relax in makes all the work worth it." She couldn't rank up fast enough, she wanted it to be hers truly and officially. "Have you met your neighbor yet, the guy in 110?" HP: 45 Def: 2 Charge: 2/3
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iloveyouDIE rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 7
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Jul 31, 2014 11:15 am
"I think it's ******** lame you jus' can't go down'nere whenever." Cee seemed to be falling into a stride. She'd side step slowly, look over the defense America presented, and then strike. Perhaps the slow pace was good for her right now. Snap mentally assured her, a silent shifting, that this was correct. "Like is it safety'er something? Cause you put all that ******** work in. Should be able ta live there when you want." She attacked again, the whips more easily slipping past the defense to sting America with bladed lashes. The question about her neighbor left Cee snorting a bit. "Oh Mr. Skirt guy?" She knew who he was from Twitter, and the weeks she'd house-sat for Taym while simultaneously scoping the other man out. Now he was her nieghbor but she found him rather unoffensive. "He's aight." HP: 40/40 Dmg: 5 Charge: 3/3
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lizbot rolled 1 8-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-8)
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Posted: Thu Jul 31, 2014 4:36 pm
America made a face and nodded as the whips struck again. Cee was getting the hang of it, her weapon sneaking behind the blurred, spinning shield Stryker created. With a pleased hiss at the attacked, she answered, "Safety, yeah. Some the s**t out there can get dangerous. Maybe because they wanna force people to get closer than they would be otherwise, y'know? Harder to ignore people when you're in a dorm and sharing a shower." The he's aight had America's jaw tightening, but Cee didn't seem the type to get taken advantage of so easily. Still... "He's a conman and a psychopath. The sex is good, if he's offered and I can't imagine why he wouldn't." An appreciative smile at Cee. "But he's not someone to trust." HP: 43 Def: 2 Charge: 3/3
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iloveyouDIE rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 5
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2014 7:02 am
"Oh I know girl.." Cee laughed almost flippantly. "I seen all the twitter s**t. You know me, drama is my liiiife." She trilled the last word. "I grew up wit da same groupa girls." The dark haired woman paced around America slowly. "From like I dunno like.. 4? Whenever.. I knew em from as long as I remember until tha day I came here." She struck again, face wrinkling into that same concentrated expression once more. The whips again slipped through the defense to sting the red-heads arms. "I ain't trust a single one'a them bitches and that was my friends." Cee almost laughed now, because the idea of anyone double crossing her was expected, as she would others. Perhaps they didn't know it yet or perhaps wouldn't expect it when it came, but Cee wasn't above anything. HP: 40/40 Dmg: 4 Charge: 3/3
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lizbot rolled 1 8-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-8)
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2014 1:41 pm
With a wry grin, America nodded, "Maybe for the best. Most people here, you're probably gonna have to trust 'em with your life at some point, and they'll do okay by you. There's always that chance, though, you'll find some murderous a*****e at your back." Because it was one thing, not to trust a pack of girls you grew up with in the civilian world. That was about boys and bitching and taking over the social ladder. On the island it was life and death and everybody was armed and most were a lot more dangerous than new trainee on her own. "You were at the tower. You know how s**t can go down." For a moment, she had been the murderous threat at Cee's back. Stryker's runes were flaring with his charge, but America simply kept to defense, lifting her eyebrows at the other woman, "You gonna give me all you got?" HP: 41 Def: 7 Charge: 3/3
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iloveyouDIE rolled 4 6-sided dice:
2, 5, 5, 3
Total: 15 (4-24)
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2014 7:36 am
Cee had only attempted her charge once and it had been a flop. When America asked, she just nodded but the girl's normal confidence was simply lacking. In fact she was hardly herself in this battle. Cee was distracted and formulaic about the fight. Her discomfort with Snap seemed to trickle down into every part of the spar. On cue, the whips lit with energy. They were revealed to be segmented, runic light pouring through the hair thin cracks between the metal blades. She struck, one whip wrapping around America's chain and stopping it, the other trying to slip past the immobilized weapon but instead it simply struck. With a metallic clang the energy was discharged into the other woman's defense before Snap fell silent and still once more. Cee made a very unhappy noise. HP: 40/40 Dmg: 3 Charge: 0/3
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lizbot rolled 1 8-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-8)
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2014 7:37 pm
America made a sympathetic face, "It hit at least, but you're gonna have to do better than that. Charges are supposed to be our big guns, but I think mine only hit a few times when I was a trainee, did more damage to trees and s**t than anybody I was fighting." The tangling and snagging between the two weapon types was a definite issue, though one that could work to her advantage. "Build up and shoot off another, and we'll call it good unless you want to turn this into something more fighty." America waggled her eyebrows suggestively as she moved to defend once more. HP: 41 Def: 3 Charge: 3/3
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iloveyouDIE rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 5
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2014 6:44 am
"I don't mind a real fight, girl." Cee grinned finally but it didn't stop her from striking. "I know you'll kick my a** but I'm pretty used'ta that by now." maybe she could work on her own defense or just dodging or deflecting with the whips. It had taken so long just to get striking right (and she barely did that) that she'd not worked on much else. "So whats'yer thing?" She pointed at the weapon. "Like monster wise.. you used a weapon golem yet?" Gale had told her about them. It was possibly to 'improve relations' between the hunter and weapon, but she wanted to know if others had tried it first. ------------- HP: 40/40 Dmg: 5 Charge: 1/3
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lizbot rolled 1 8-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-8)
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2014 1:38 pm
"Stryker's a phoenix," America beamed proudly as they moved, barely deflecting the whips and again that stinging pain even from small strikes. "Y'know, burn up and rise again?" Her voice briefly took on an almost dreamy tone, one that the weapon wordlessly echoes in her mind. "That's us." Not just him, not for a long while. The mention of the weapon golems had her laughing a bit, though, and the moment was ruined with Stryker's silent dismay. "I haven't used one, he ********' hates the idea. I think," she began conspiratorially, "...that he was so small and so pretty, that it caused him some frustration in his life before. He likes to play Mister Drill Sergeant in my head, y'see. It'd ruin the image." HP: 39 Def: 4 Charge: 3/3
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iloveyouDIE rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 4
Total: 6 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2014 7:32 am
Cee's next strike again didn't even ding off of America's defense. It was obvious now that she was getting annoyed with it. She was either not grasping the concept or was simply poor at this kind of fighting. Either way there was tense quality to her face and jaw now, a small vein showing on her temple. Her steps became more like frustrated pacing and every once in a while she'd twitch the whips and cause them to ripple outward with annoyance. "Snap was some sorta vine thingy. I think she'd don'talk much cause she never had a mouth normally." Of course she'd been a halloween citizen or student at some point but Cee had a hard time imagining her going to school. She seemed more the type to be caught, wild, too wily and tough to be taken apart by something so petty as conversion. "Did it... change? When you like.. leveled up'er whatever? I'm kinda gettin inta the weapon thing." Her own difficulties had driven her to begin learning and studying the weapons themselves. ------------- HP: 40/40 Dmg: 0 Charge: 1/3
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lizbot rolled 1 8-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-8)
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Posted: Fri Aug 22, 2014 8:29 pm
"Makes a lot of sense," America nodded at the whips and moved cautiously. Cee's frustration was growing more and more obvious, and where a year ago the redhead would have felt a smug sort of superiority there was now mainly a sort of friendly wariness. "Yeah, it was in the middle of a spar afterward," the girl's voice turned soft with awe at the memory. "Maebe pushed me further than I'd intended, wanting every single bit I could give her and hitting me back for the same. Stryker used to just have blades, but that day he got his wings back." She grinned at Cee, "They're alive, you know? Growing just like we do. Stryker just likes to be dramatic about stuff." The weapon, of course, couldn't argue that at all. Knowing how to make a big reveal was important. "You gonna work in weaponization?" HP: 39 Def: 2 Charge: 3/3
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iloveyouDIE rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 6
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2014 8:16 am
Cee nodded at the 'alive' bit, though it was the first she'd heard a weapons growth described. Would Snap change? Would she get deadlier or maybe not be whips at all? She found it hard to imagine the weapon being anything than it was at this moment. She struck again, grazing America's defense. It was becoming boring. A stalemate battle. "Maybe.. I'm thinking about it. I think it's interestin' - the whole thing turning them Halloween ******** into our tools." There was a hardness to her eyes at that, a darkness. "So I'm readin up on it..." She breathed out. "I feel like we're gittin nowhere wit this.." Cee's fight ready stance shifted, her hands settling on her hips. "Can't we have a race 'er a pushup contest... or," her eye brows danced, "bikini shootin competition?" HP: 40/40 Dmg: 1 Charge: 1/3 lizbot im determine to finish this ok
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2014 1:28 pm
Dropping her defense, America laughed, "It's not really a get anywhere sort of sparring, but if you wanna go all out next time, well..." the girl winked, "my all can be a lot to handle, but you're welcome to it." She desummoned Stryker and began examining the small tears in her clothes caused by the whips, "Christ you're gonna be a pain in the a** once you skill up on those things." Stretching high and then shaking her arms to rebalance after losing Stryker's weight, America rocked back on her heels, "I'm down for all those things n'more, honey." Her grin widened, "Even that last, if you can get the guns."
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2014 4:25 pm
"And more huh?" Cee's brows arched. The desumoning took the edge off her mood and Snap's tendrils also disappeared. "They got pellet guns fer trainin.." She thumbed towards the building. "You know how ta shoot?" Cee walked towards America with a smirk, wiping her bangs from her forehead slightly. "Or we could shower up and take'a load off."
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