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Beejoux rolled 1 8-sided dice:
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Total: 1 (1-8)
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 Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2014 2:58 pm
Zeke awoke with a grunt, fingers curling against the top of the table, and lifted his head slowly. "That is some bullshit." He wondered what horros Paige had unleashed upon his body this time. At the same time he realized he had made an awful mistake insisting she come with him for this. A realization that became more pronounced as he reached for a piece with shaky fingers. For just a second he thought maybe he'd gotten his piece free, then the tower fell again, and he managed a resigned sigh before the third dart nailed him in the back of the neck and he was out for the count for the next hour. Status Round: 2 Pieces Taken: Total Points: 3
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bipolar bee rolled 1 8-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-8)
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2014 7:07 am
When Zeke went down again, Paige laughed. She laughed and laughed and she couldn't stop. "Goddamn, dude. Okay. Here's the deal. Every piece I pull, I'ma take off something you got on. Jacket and scarf count as one." Paige very successfully removed another piece from the tower. She crowed with laughter, rose from the table, and removed Zeke's jacket and scarf. There was a mild cheer from the peanut gallery, as though the technicians approved of the new game. "If I'm feeling real nice, I might leave you something. Maybe your britches. Maybe just your scarf. We'll have to see." Status Round: 2 Pieces Taken: 6 Total Points: 11
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bipolar bee rolled 1 8-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-8)
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2014 7:12 am
Paige's game face was on. Her tongue stuck out of the corner of her mouth, her nose wrinkled up, but she managed another piece successfully. The shoes were next. Booing came from the techs. "We gotta take it slow!! I'm only on round two!" Status Round: 2 Pieces Taken: 7 Total Points: 14
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bipolar bee rolled 1 8-sided dice:
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Total: 1 (1-8)
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2014 7:15 am
"Noooooooooooo!" The tower crashed down. The dart was mild, and as soon as Paige woke up she chanted the necessary words which returned the tower to its previous state. Status Round: 2 Pieces Taken: 7 Total Points: 14
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bipolar bee rolled 3 8-sided dice:
1, 8, 5
Total: 14 (3-24)
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2014 7:17 am
The tower fell again, and she was hit with another weak dart. Second verse, same as the first. Status Round: 2 Pieces Taken: 7 Total Points: 14
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bipolar bee rolled 3 8-sided dice:
8, 4, 1
Total: 13 (3-24)
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2014 7:18 am
One piece was removed, and so was Zeke's shirt. Because damn. Another piece, and off came the pants. Because goddamn. And then she was darted ******** woke a few moments later, took her time staring at Zeke in his boxers and socks, set her jaw in determination, and tried again. Status Round: 2 Pieces Taken: 9 Total Points: 20
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bipolar bee rolled 1 8-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-8)
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2014 7:21 am
Paige removed another piece, and then she removed Zeke's socks. Status Round: 2 Pieces Taken: 10 Total Points: 23
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bipolar bee rolled 5 6-sided dice:
2, 1, 5, 3, 3
Total: 14 (5-30)
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2014 7:25 am
Paige took one more piece, and then the tower crumbled. The dart hit her in the shoulder, and she was out for the count. Thankfully she also woke up before Zeke, which meant she could steal all his clothes and leave him there in his boxers and nothing else. Because that's what good friends did. He'd find his jacket, shirt, scarf, pants and boots back in his dorm room. Paige was thoughtful like that. Status Round: 3 Pieces Taken: 11 Total Points: 27
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Beejoux rolled 4 8-sided dice:
1, 2, 5, 2
Total: 10 (4-32)
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2014 7:31 am
It was the cold that pulled Zeke back into consciousness. An all over chill that gave off an over all sense of wrong. It had pale eyes snapping open, and the view of the unfamiliar ceiling above him didn't make a whole lot of sense, at first. Nor--and more importantly, all things considered--the distinct lack of clothing. His box-briefs were all that remained, and a slow look around himself as he sat up confirmed the rest of this clothing was nowhere in sight. Laggy laughed, a hyena's cackle n his mind, as he got to his feet and looked down at the little crumbled tower on the stone table. Then, frowning in annoyance, he turned his eyes up to the techs in their little observation booth. "I call bullshit." "Sorry, wrong dart. You actually have one more topple, if you want to keep going." Hazel eyes narrowed at the distinct purr of amusement in the tech's voice. Female. With a snort Zeke touched the table top to assemble the tower again, then promptly knocked it over. He was moving quickly towards the door as the last dart bounced off the floor, followed by a chorus of giggles. He had a fellow Mist to find. And some clothing. Paige was an awful artist. Status Round: 2 Pieces Taken: - Total Points: 3
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