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medigel rolled 8 4-sided dice:
1, 2, 2, 4, 3, 3, 1, 1
Total: 17 (8-32)
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 Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2015 10:21 am
"Oh, I can guess," Jack retorted with a slight eye roll. "Finn's brought you up."
The instant he started to trigger Owain's charge, however, the rat's nest of rats chewed both on his hand and weapon, disrupting the process and forcing him to concentrate on yanking the sword out of a mess of gnashing teeth. he barked, "or I'll club you to death with your own damn weapon! Bones, tell me you've got a ******** charge you can use to tear some of this s**t apart."
hp: 26
damage: I SPOKE TOO SOON
charge: 0/3
BOSS HP: 34
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its me debz rolled 10 4-sided dice:
1, 2, 3, 2, 2, 3, 2, 4, 1, 3
Total: 23 (10-40)
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2015 8:34 pm
The words something to hide lingered in his mind, and it showed on Leslie's increasingly sour face. It was as if he'd downed a pair of lemons. " Jesus," Leslie bitched, dodging a pair of rats. "Fine, fine, hold ******** still--" Aleria's crystalline form flickered, ice forming around Leslie's gloved hand, shooting up his arm, and he wound back to whallop Chance with a stick of healing-- but he missed. "Uh." Leslie grimaced, shaking his club with a curse under his breath. "******** lemon face grew even more dour as he cast Chance a grim look. "We should probably defend that ******** a*****e, since you're still a infant." He did not look happy about this. At all.hp// 26 heal// potat-0 charge// 1 used, 0/3 boss hp// 34 medigel sorry for requote, added a line!
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kuropeco rolled 7 4-sided dice:
1, 4, 2, 1, 1, 3, 3
Total: 15 (7-28)
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2015 5:10 pm
His eyebrows rose even as he staggered a little, Chance swaying where he stood. “Well, what can I say?” he said mildly, sounding somewhat amused, though his voice was winded and slightly rough. “Finn’s a nice guy, he’s sorta taught me the ropes about what to do here on the island. And yourself, of course, with your sparkling wit, and not sparing me the truth and all,” Chance added, smiling genially at Jack.
They were starting to all be weary now, the three of them looking somewhat worse for the wear. Jack’s anger, mingled with Leslie’s outrage and sarcasm, was giving Chance a bigger headache than the one he already had. The insults and snark were taken with a grain of salt as he dragged another arrow against the string of his bow, his bruised fingers curling around the wire.
What do you say, Ace?
{ well we can certainly try }
He raised the bow, and let the arrow fly - but his aim was off, and a wave of dizziness overtook him, Chance collapsing to the ground and breathing heavily as his vision wavered in and out.
HP: 0
DMG:
BOSS HP: 34medigel im crying all three of them missed
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its me debz rolled 1 8-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-8)
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2015 9:06 pm
Or Chance could drop like a sack of bricks, which left it all on Leslie. The lemon face intensified. "For christ's ******** sake," Leslie snapped, moving into position to cover Jack's back. "I've got you, a*****e, just ******** swing." hp// 26 defending jack for// 8 charge// 1 used, 0/3 boss hp// 34
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medigel rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 5
Total: 14 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2015 9:26 pm
"Fix yourself up, Bones, and get the hell out," he snapped. "We'll handle this."
A cold sort of energy was settling in him, tempering the weak but existing notion to just port out and try later. Jack ******** Hawthorn running from a mission with ******** sewer rats? He wouldn't be able to live with it.
With Leslie covering him, he grasped his sword with both hands and cleaved a portion off the monstrosity with distant pleasure.
hp: 26
damage: 8
charge: 1/3
BOSS HP: 26
kuroopu he can't actually roll dice to heal his shield since it's broken, so it's rp flavor ;A; sorry bab
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its me debz rolled 1 8-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-8)
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2015 9:29 pm
"I guess you're not such a piece of s**t after all. Give me two ******** seconds, s**t, I got an idea, why didn't I do this earlier--" Barrier daggers. Of course. Grey eyes scanned the ground for a good place, darting from one brick to the next in rapid succession -- ah, there. A crack in one, just ahead. Two steps and he was there, dropping to one knee and laying his club down at his feet. He unsheathed the barrier dagger hidden beneath his hoodie, plunging it into the crack. (For luck, he always tried to remember to be at peace when handling runics, even if it only mattered when carving. It was doing okay by him.) "Should give us a swing each, I think." He picked Aleria back up, cool and placid in his hands. 'Better make it count I guess." hp// 26 barrier dagger for himself and jack // 7 charge// 1 used, 0/3 boss hp// 26
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medigel rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 5
Total: 11 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2015 10:25 pm
Leslie got a sharp nod and that was it, not even an insult in reply (which might have been his way of saying thanks). Even the barrier strained against the weight of the creature, and Jack made the most of what little time had been bought. He was just digging his weapon into the esophagus of one mouth-that-should-not-be when the shield broke, and he managed to yank his arm out in time to receive nothing but a n** as its jaws clenched.
"Can't even tell if this thing's almost dead yet," he hissed as he backed off. "Jesus. The ******** been infecting these things?"
hp: 25
damage: 5
charge: 2/3
BOSS HP: 21
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its me debz rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 8
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2015 10:42 pm
Leslie shrugged heavily as he hefted his club-- a bit of a misnomer, all crystal and sharp edges, with a handle a shy too long to be a club, but it was as close to accurate as he could get-- for a vicious swing. "Way above my ******** paygrade. I'm glad that s**t's on your division and Death." The barrier's last bits of protection faded, and Leslie ducked to collect his uncharged dagger, sheathing it again. The quartermaster had a way of getting bitchy if you didn't come back with all the pieces you left with. hp// 25 dmg// 6 charge// 1 used, 1/3 boss hp// 15
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medigel rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2015 10:56 am
In the interim, he grabbed the only other runic left to him, and it was either divine providence, sympathetic story telling, or skill that not only did Jack turn it on quickly, it came on at full power. The blast of heat at his face barely bothered him as he waved it in an arch in front of him, catching his breath as he created some space between the monster and them. A few spots dazzled his eyes, but he didn't care.
"Only way to make sure something dies," he said with a feral grin in the firelight. "Ready?"
hp: 25
damage: +4 damage runic torch next two turns
charge: 2/3
BOSS HP: 15
cherno astra BURNINATING THE COUNTRYSIDE
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its me debz rolled 1 8-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2015 5:08 pm
Leslie rolled his shoulders, cracked his neck, and spun Aleria once in his hand. Its heavy form cut through the air with a soft whoosh, sending a small gust of wind towards some errant rats. Oh, he was ready, and as the horde approached, Leslie tapped into his desire to survive. Maybe he was learning something, after all, if he could tell that survival didn't always mean doing everything alone. (Abbi would be so proud.) "You going to talk," he asked, a manic grin on his face and behind his glasses, "or kick a**? Let's do this." hp// 25 defending jack for// 8 holy s**t? charge// 1 used, 1/3 boss hp// 15
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medigel rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 9
Total: 17 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2015 5:18 pm
He'd look back on that symphonic arrangement of flesh and fire fondly. Whatever had clicked when the torch came on, whatever had been allowed thanks to Leslie's stellar defending, it had been violent and wonderful. Jack wouldn't recollect exactly how fast (or even just how) he slew the rat kind at that moment, but when he finished he was already smiling unconsciously, curbing the urge to continue stabbing the stupid ******** thing just to make sure, or to burn excessively just to double tap.
The smell of charred mutant flesh made him want to gag. With a haggard cough he dropped his sword and turned the runic weapon off, finishing in his sleeve with a wince. Despite his shield holding, the feeling of their jagged and malformed teeth still lingered on his body like phantoms.
he said as he wiped his mouth and desummoned his weapon. "Good backup there, Miller. Sound off, Bones, you still there?"
hp: 25
damage: 11 +4 damage runic torch 1/2 = 15
charge: 3/3
BOSS HP: 0
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2015 8:16 pm
"Don't mind me, boys, I'm just fine," came the slightly wheezing voice from the ground. Chance was still sitting there, looking rather paler than usual, but in the space of time it had taken for Leslie and Jack to defeat the creature, he had wrapped the bandages around his arms.
"Sorry," he said, almost sheepishly but not quite, more apologetically than anything else. He gave a little wave, a small smile on his mouth. A trickle of blood was sliding down his cheek from his forehead. "You two are fun to watch, though."
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2015 9:15 pm
Leslie did not restrain himself: with a whoop and a holler both he pumped his fist into the air, raising Aleria high in a show of victory. He bounced a few times, desummonin his weapon, the thorned black necklace taking its place again, beneath his hoodie. It was easy to tell he was still high off the adrenaline of the kill, eyes shining with triumph. "Whatever, it's not a big deal." Leslie waved off Chance's sheepish grin. "Your shield gets better as you rank up and s**t. A few more months and you'll be fine. Jesus, I'm glad we pulled that off." He crowed his neck, looking around the hall. "I think that's all she ******** wrote. Back to base?"
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medigel rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2015 9:57 am
"We were pretty cool," Jack affirmed with a little grin as he wiped bangs from his eyes. "Miller's right, eventually you'll catch up. However, it seems we're not quite through yet."
The rat king's many corpses were melting away into nothing, leaving behind several strange objects. Delicately Jack plucked one up and squinted at it. "Sift through the carcass for some evidence," he said. "I can see if they give us more answers back at the labs."
Quote: 4. A bundle of freshly-severed, normal-seeming rats' tails, bound together with what looks like an elastic baby's headband of pink lace.
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kuropeco rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2015 10:19 am
"That's good to know," he said with a smile up at Jack and Leslie. "Hopefully the next time I run into one of these things, I'll have a better handle on it."
Asher had been desummoned the moment Chance had collapsed to the ground, and now he lifted a hand and rubbed at his brow, his fingers coming away sticky with blood. Vaguely nauseated, he hastily wiped it on his jeans and climbed to his feet, making his way over to where the others were.
"Well, this is pretty disgusting," Chance said cheerfully, clapping a hand on Jack's shoulder and peering around him to make a face at the rapidly decomposing remains. He crouched down beside it, wrinkling his nose, and stretched out a hand, idly trying to find something.
He came up with something similar to what had already been discovered.
"This is...well, all right then."(( 4. A bundle of freshly-severed, normal-seeming rats' tails, bound together with what looks like an elastic baby's headband of pink lace. ))
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