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 Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2015 5:33 am
Cee squinted, brows rising, lips quirking to the side. Her voice even raised to a challenging and higher pitch. "But did you really esplicitly ask? Didja?" School rules. You better lay down the secret level right off the bat or all s**t was fair game. "I'm good at followin directions," She shrugged and flipped through a notebook. "Witout that it's a free for all." The way she liked it, to be honest.
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2015 4:50 pm
He gave her a withering look that was probably lost on her, distracted as she was, but was being indulged primarily for the benefit of his own feelings anyway. "Well, I'm explicitly asking you to not meddle in my relationships again. Save that s**t for Ambrodiel or whoever."
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2015 8:57 pm
She just muttered, "Damn errybody so uptight. People ******** up their s**t actin like it's my fault.." Mutter mutter. She could give two shits about your relationships Taym. "Wheeere would the runic gadgets be.." Cee finally wondered aloud. "I wanna taze yo a**." Then a snort. "Just kiddin boo."
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Posted: Thu Mar 12, 2015 11:11 am
"I may have gotten all of them, I don't know. Maybe Life cleaned up the rest. If you see something don't try to use it," he added, being absolutely and 100% No Fun At All during this trip but daaaaad. "Although maybe you'll save yourself money on those claw manicures--" and here he distractedly made Gaga hands "--if you've only got one hand left. How does that work, anyway?" he added, abruptly crude: "Don't you have a regular girl on girl thing now? Always been told the short nails were a common courtesy."
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Posted: Thu Mar 12, 2015 11:26 am
"I alwees got a regular thing." Cee snorted. "Me and Paige just gotta agreement." An agreement to be together a s**t ton and be stupid cute and most recently agreed to a real date but if he was gonna be a b***h about gossip, she wouldn't fill him in on juicy details. "Sides she likes a bit'a scratchy scratchy.. and so do the dudes." She made claw hands back at him, and actually got within inches of actual tickle distance before she cackled and stopped.
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Posted: Thu Mar 12, 2015 6:52 pm
He was in no mood to play tickle chicken and irritably danced back a few steps anyway, making a face at the idea of scratchy scratchy, at least as it pertained to women. "An agreement," he repeated flatly. An aborted noise emerged from between his teeth as he started to say something about side jawns and understandings before he realized that maybe this was not the most tactful route, even for someone like Cee--he remembered that she'd mentioned, as wistfully as Cee ever got, that she'd been the side b***h--and thought better of it.
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Posted: Sat Mar 14, 2015 1:49 pm
"Why you gotta say it like that?" An idea passed quickly, her chasing him around with her nails because sometimes he actually did act like a real human. "You needa work on not sounding like a d**k every 4 words. Maybe you kin up it to like every 10 words and werk from there. Like eaaaase yerself off?" Cee was in an only-sort-of comfortable state with her and Paige. She knew that the only problem was herself, but that knowledge was deep embedded, somewhere, under all the various layers of her ego. "She gets all my lesbian action and anything else.." Cee waved a hand. Even if the truth was that she wasn't really getting around like she used to. "Did you jus bring me out here to have like girl talk heart ta hearts? I'm coo wit it.."
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Posted: Sat Mar 14, 2015 11:46 pm
Taym was somehow appeased by this, possibly by the acknowledgement that he was being a d**k. "No. I brought you out here because I figured it'd be useful for you to see what these things are capable of. Catch," he added, tossing her something distractedly. "But if you wanna have girl talk heart to hearts we can b***h about America's Next Top Model but nothing past season five, don't spoil s**t for me." With the conversation thus safely channeled towards reality TV, he did, in fact, ease himself off a little: snipey every now and then but less personal, relaxing into easy joking and indulging in a few uncannily spot-on impressions of Tyra Banks before he eventually fell quiet, remembering where they were and shushing her irritably as evening gathered and they remained alone and uninterrupted, the apartment thoroughly cataloged. He lapsed into silence eventually, and although he had no apparent qualms with her distracting herself however she saw fit--although he made her camp in the hallway, where they'd have the unexpected drop on any sudden arrivals from either direction--he himself became more and more keyed-up as time dragged by without event. Hidden in the hallway with his hood and scarf up, he stood a few feet away from her, swinging Fiona nervously by the antlered handguard, back and forth, back and forth, never once unsummoning her and smoking copious amounts of cigarettes. Once, just once, he reminded her: if it shows up, take its pendant. iloveyouDIE time skippage tagging in Liz for clone action lizbot tl;dr they're hidden from either direction for a certain quantity of hidden but it's not like they're HIDING, just... strategically placed
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2015 12:06 am
Nearly all of Taym's clones were soft of step but this one was not nearly so silent as the sneaky one. The jingle of keys was loud outside the apartment, and someone called out through the door as the locks turned, voice coaxing, "Hey, it's me. Don't run off, I'm alone. I brought you a few things, don't run off, please..." rejam Roll to get the jump on him ~ ! !d20, 10 and higher means he's caught for that turn! Both Taym and Cee get one chance!
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Rejam rolled 1 20-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2015 12:57 am
Taym did not succeed in getting his a** into gear. I am gonna go with "he was too busy making go-go-go hands at Cee" because anything else will make me want to punt him off a bridge.
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iloveyouDIE rolled 1 20-sided dice:
17
Total: 17 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2015 7:34 pm
Cee rolled her eyes at Taym. Of course he was tossing the woman out in front of him. Snap had been summoned, wrapped around her arms and hidden under her sweater. At his motions the tendrils dropped in a soft metallic slide to the hall floor and before the clone could even turn, Cee's whips had lashed it's arms together and ankles. A vicious yank brought the thing down in a thudding heap.
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Rejam rolled 2 12-sided dice:
1, 11
Total: 12 (2-24)
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2015 8:51 pm
Or maybe he was letting Cee do it cos whips = range. Let's go with that option that makes him seem like a strategic non-failure.
ANYWAY.
No sooner was the clone on the ground than Taym was nipping in with Fiona, a sudden and unmistakeable blood lust in his eye that he just barely bridled long enough to rear back with a frustrated noise when it tried to writhe away as much as the whips would let it. "Pendant," he said, curiously flat of tone, as if all the pent-up nervousness had vanished in a heartbeat. He could have--nothing was stopping him--but given the look on his face maybe he was incapable of touching it in any way that wasn't a concerted effort to hurt it as much as possible.
HP: 60
DMG: 6
CHG: ******** hell you useless piece of s**t
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2015 11:35 am
Cee's whips held and she put the weight of one foot on the creature as she did her best to keep it secure. It was a little odd seeing Taym attacking himself, but also a bit of fun for her to bind the clone up. She rarely found the whips as useful as others weapons seemed to be. "Gotcha.." She reached down carefully and plucked the pendant chain, snapping it off the clones neck. Cee looped around her hand. Done and done.
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lizbot rolled 2 12-sided dice:
12, 12
Total: 24 (2-24)
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2015 12:58 pm
The weight of Cee's foot only gave the huntress the feeling that she had the clone not only secured but pinned down. It waited until she was straightening out before bucking the small woman off and smashing into her, Snap sliding loose as a knife was slammed into her side. "WHERE IS HE?" The clone's voice was uncharacteristically loud for something resembling Taym, its eyes wide as it lunged for the pendant around Cee's hand. HP: 54 Dmg: 18 Target: Cee rejam Cee has to be defended for 6 or higher (either herself defending or Taym) to keep the clone from touching the pendant this turn.
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Rejam rolled 1 10-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2015 1:11 pm
He tried to make it in before the knife could find its way into Cee's side, but if anything could move faster than Taym it was another Taym, and the last-second attempt to funnel the energy into instead keeping it away from the pendant was about as successful as one would expect. A passing thought occurred to him. "With us," he said.
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