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medigel rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 2
Total: 10 (2-16)
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 Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2015 10:12 pm
He waved the first question off and struck out hastily to prove he was good, in spite of his panting. "Sure, I'd love ta meet her!" Dawson replied with a nod. "Don't think I know Annabelle...So it's kinda like a Chucky thing? Dolls're kinda creepy, so I guess m'not surprised those kinda things exist too..." Really, he could have done a lot worse than a Greek monster.
He wondered if she picked Ace for his make up alone. It was weird to see up close and how impeccable it was--he'd only ever seen that level on women who took it seriously. But it was the striking eyes that caught his attention as they locked weapons. "You got contacts on too?"
hp: 19
damage: 4
charge: 3/3
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Meegane rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 5
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2015 10:21 pm
"It's a horror movie about a haunted vintage doll, we can watch together if you want to? Not a Valentines recommendation unless you want the girl to grab on you." He smiled. "Of course they're creepy, shh, not you dear-they are Halloween creatures and their lifelong goal are to scare every human being, right Catherine? When I woke up from that pod, have the sweet voice in my mind, I accepted that every thing's possible. They're always there, just we dunno." Ace idly shrugged. "Tales and stories are there for a reason, I believe." The tall man laughed out, " Too?" He drawled as he squinted to look into Dawson's eyes. "Aya, no one born with neon hetero-chromatic eyes as a human, I believe. It's also part of my interests, I like to keep myself beautiful, like a canvas to show off. I enjoy people's reactions, humans are fun to study." He grinned happily. "What's your original eye colors?" He didn't bother to gain a distance from Dawson, he pushed the shield with a greater force, let Catherine to devour the fear from their fear shield. < Hmm~ It's so sweet, like chocolate.> Catherine. Don't tell me you want me to - < Yes my dear Ace.> Godddd. The tall man suddenly put a hand over his forehead, eyebrows knitted together. HP: 36/40
DMG: 4
Charge: 3/3
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medigel rolled 1 4-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2015 11:11 pm
"Uhhhhhh I-I don' do well with scary stuff," Dawson admitted, and it sounded so stupid given their jobs that he had to laugh at himself. "Kinda try not ta think 'bout it too much in the long run t'be honest. My job's makin' sure better people stay up, that's what I focus on." Like a horse with blinders.
At Syn's signal, he backed away from Ace and assumed a solid stance. His shield's runes flashed, and plumes of flame erupted from the lion's mouth and backwards, washing over and highlighting his shield and giving him a slightly fiery aura. "I don't got any on. Amber's the natural look. But I'd say ya definitely got yer makeup game on point! Ya look s'pretty's some've the girls," he added. Then he gave his shield a light slap to egg Ace on. "Alright, see if ya can knock me off this time!"
T2 Barrier in effect!: 10/10 (1 turn)
hp: 15
damage:
charge: 0/3
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Meegane rolled 7 4-sided dice:
4, 3, 4, 4, 4, 3, 3
Total: 25 (7-28)
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2015 11:53 pm
"Hey you can hide behind me if you're scared, the more you watched, the easier you can treat it." Ace convinced. "You don't find them interesting? When did you first see the shadows and how you're recruited?" He was interested about Dawson, for how clean he was. Who doesn't like compliments? Ace, like others, enjoyed compliments to his effort though he will ignore bad comments on how he looked. He beamed with the brightest grin that Dawson had seen since the two met. "Thank you so much pal, I have to make sure I'm one of the toppest of the game. You're such a nice man." Chortling, the tall man was in such a good mood. "I'm afraid I might not, you're on fire~" The laughter subsided, "I will try, Dawson, but no promise." He swung Catherine out again, with the almost full stamina, the scythe could swirl in a very high speed that it created loud whoosh. HP: 36/40
DMG: 21 are u kiddingggg
Charge: 3/3 BCT2 used
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2015 10:58 am
Dawson was saved from flying only because his barrier soaked up most of the damage. For a split second he thought he would be all right, but them the scythe cut through his extra layer like butter and the young man was sent packing as it are up almost all the rest. He didn't fly, but he did attempt to not immediately fall over, resisted, failed, and was consigned to the dirt as he was knocked back and over. He rolled a few times before ending up on his back, sprawled and feeling more than a few bruises coming on. Somewhere in the tumble, he lost his hat. "U-Uncle," he said deliriously as he desummoned his weapon and spat grass. Meegane i knew it I KNEW HE WAS A FEAR CHARGE MAGNET
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2015 8:37 pm
He made Catherine disappeared, and his eyes caught the sight of a hat. Ace took his gloves off, picked it up and tapped the grasses and dust away before walking towards Dawson to give it back. "Uncle? What does that mean?" Giggling, the tall man reached out a hand to pull another man up. "Thanks for the training, pal, It seems a Moon is really necessary for a Sun. It feels good to talk with you. So are we gonna watch the movie together?" He smiled in a relaxed way, stretching his arms lazily like a cat.
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2015 8:43 pm
"Means....Iiiiii'm good, you win," Dawson wheezed. With Ace's help he got back to his feet, though he wavered while doing so. He might need to hit the infirmary, crap, his legs felt like jelly...
Adjusting his cap into place, he gave the Sun a grateful if tired look. "Uh, what mov--oh. Uh. Nah not that one, thanks. Already get spooked plenty on the job." He touched his ribs and grimaced. "s**t, son, no wonder yer Sunny. Good game." He offered a hand to shake.
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2015 8:56 pm
He took his hand, feeling the difference of the texture. Ah. Nothing, just thinking the big difference of our hands. "Hmm, anything you wanna watch then? You'd better head to the infirmary for a check, where do you feel hurt?" He could pick him up like a princess, but he didn't think a man would like to be treated like that. So he walked aside, held on Dawson's arm when he stumbled.
"How long have you been on the island?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2015 9:22 pm
He experienced a mild shock at feeling how slender the Sun's hands were, especially after that powerful attack. Ace could feel callouses on his, old ones from before even Deus, and his grip was firm. Poppa always said to look a fella in the eye and give a strong shake.
Dawson followed his lead and focused on trying not to wince with every step. "Die Hard, maybe...N' uh....everywhere?" He gave a weak laugh. "Ain't so bad. Maybe just borrow half a roll a bandages, I'll be good. S'for how long, uh..." He did mental math that took longer than usual. "September...? Yeah. Not long. You?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2015 9:43 pm
Ace did feel his hand squished, the warmth transferred from the Moon's hand to his. It was that made his smile bigger. "What do you like about it? I'm down for that. Oh man, I hope I didn't break your ribs." He remembered a blonde kicked him on his ribs and he smiled lopsided. Shortly, he heard a giggle in his mind. "Around end of January, so a new pod baby, as someone said." His smile satirized. Within a blink, his smile returned to normal. "How's your Christmas on the island? Do they celebrate it?" He reminisced in the orphanage, they loved to decorate the tree with flashing red and green lights and accessories, a tooth-decaying big cake and dumb Christmas hats for everyone - he gave himself a sneer.
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2015 9:59 pm
Dawson gave a low whistle. "New car smell n' everythin'. Glad t'see ya integratin' well." Well, at least from what he gathered from Twitter at any rate. Dawson himself had spent at least two weeks in a sort of stupor, blindly following whoever was tasked with showing him the ropes.
"Man, it's Bruce Willis!" he replied with a laugh, as that was all the answer he needed, though he immediately regretted the strain it put on his ribs. "Didn' really do much fer Christmas this year. Made some presents, spent some time with Chris n' 'Merica. M'pretty sure people like celebratin' any reason ta give each other nice things..."
He really hoped the infirmary was a short walk, he didn't realize just how much this was going to hurt while walking and talking.
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2015 10:44 pm
"Thanks, I guess." He said, the island wasn't so much different than the outside world, except the supernatural parts. He laughed back at the excited mentioning of that actor. " Chris n' 'Merica? I don't think I know that Chris, but the latter is the chick showing her awesome phoenix tattoo of her back as twitter icon? I haven't met any of them face-to-face yet." He added those names to his checklist, three from the twitter he met, oh, counting Dawson, it's four. The flinches and winces were actually noted, the tall man took more weight from the shorter man without notice. "Sounds like you made some nice friends since you woke up~" Ace was mostly a loner in the past, mostly because he looked so weird. Besides people wanted to get laid, nobody would approach without intention.
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2015 11:40 pm
"Yeah, that's the one. Chris, uh, you'd prolly see him more 'round the towns or infirmary I guess. Short blond hair, backwards cap, blue accent on his coat, nerd, acts like a stupid d**k." But Dawson described him affectionately.
"People're nice here," he went on after a few breaths. "Not what I was expectin' when they said military. Figured it'd be more, I dunno...Shaved heads n' tattoos n' fatigues. Don' mind it, though, prolly wouldn'ta lasted long in a stricter place." He could see the infirmary now and thanked God several times.
He paused and peeled himself from Ace with a grunt. "I can make the rest a'the way," he assured him with a smile. "Thanks fer the help, man. You need any more practice, just text me or somethin'."
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2015 9:05 am
Ace chuckled at the affectionate nickname, "I will take note of that." He paused as well, glad that he finally can rest on a bed. "No problem pal, get some good rest now, I will call you later." The tall man put both his hands into pants's pockets and walked away.
<Where're we going?>
Hmm...maybe a nap, no duties until the next day.
<Let's play the guess what I'm thinking game~>
...Can I just have a nap, Cat?
<What I'm thinking is orange, round in shape ->
...The answer's no, got it. Tangerine?
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