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Brotherhood Of Explosives rolled 2 100-sided dice:
7, 98
Total: 105 (2-200)
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 Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2016 1:58 pm
 Turn 4Dal'Mori: 100 - (155 - 120 =) 35 = 65% Defense Chance.
Damage: (155 * 5 =) 775 - (120 * 3 =) 360= 415
The Turbine Beetle was ecstatic! Not only had it discovered that it was in fact on par with, or even better than the warrior that came out of nowhere, but now it was flying through the air towards said Baiter, and the idiot wasn't even moving! How it was able to know this, was a bit weird. See, spinning in the air at these speeds made it hard to see anything, but the sound bouncing off of everything basically mapped out the entire area with a sort of echolocation.
That was how it know that the Baiter was standing still. That the Kabal was taking advantage of all the noise it was making. That the man seemed ready to do something, but his lack of movement made him out to be really dumb, as far as the Beetle was concerned.
Well, that was what it had been thinking.
Things just seemed to suddenly shift. The man standing perfectly still as both his opponents came at him, jerked into motion like someone had finally finished winding the spring up. It was the strangest sensation too. Suddenly it went from spinning in the air, flying towards him rapidly, to not doing that at all. Its body stopped by a single hand without a moment’s hesitation, before falling down slightly, its means of holding itself up being held tightly.
It managed to catch sight of the Kabal, who was just as shocked as it was, due to the fact that her attack was stopped dead in its tracks like it meant nothing.
This wasn't a man! This wasn't a warrior! Hell! This wasn't a Baiter! This thing was a monster!
The next thing the Turbine Beetle knew, it was feeling wind rushing by its body. It was able to discern that the freak of nature they were fighting was using it as some kind of improvised weapon or something, because shortly thereafter it collided with the Kabal, sending them sprawling, in much the same fashion as had happened with the Were-crow.
Laying around in that heap didn't last long, for they quickly disentangled themselves. They both knew it; the Beetle could tell by looking at the Kabal. This man would be there end if they weren't careful. All that earlier confidence was gone now. Nothing could really restore that confidence after having been so manhandled by their opponent.
However, it turned out that separating had been the worst decision they could have made.
One moment the man was far away from them, having sent them tumbling a decent distance, and the next he was right in the Turbine Beetle's face. With a terrified shriek the creature scrambled backwards, barely dodging the attack that was made towards it. In doing so, it tripped over some rubble. The next thing you could hear coming from the A.I. was easily an ear shattering screech, pain lacing every single second of that sound.
Too lost to pain to formulate any kind of response to the weapon lodged inside of its body, the Beetle lost all sense of accuracy and calm. It started to just fire off blasts, cones, and explosions of sound in every direction, as often as it could. It was only by pure chance that one of the direct blasts of sound went towards the Baiter.
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OOC: Quote: Turbine BeetleB.A.I.T.R Standing: 197 Health: 353/758 Skill: 135 Strength: 129 Defense: 120 Tactical Advantage:Acupuncturist: Your blows hit pressure points, causing the foe to move slower and be less proficient with their attacks. When you deal damage, the foe suffers a -2 to their Strength stat for the rest of the fight.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2016 1:17 pm
 Turn 4
Inside her mind she kept telling herself over and over it wouldn't fail. She would land this hit. Despite the overwhelming evidence that said otherwise, she continued this mantra. His attention was on the Turbine Beetle. He wasn't even glancing in her direction.
It was too perfect a set up! She couldn't possibly miss this hit!
Then the impossible happened! The man reached out and grabbed the Turbine Beetle in the middle of the air. Not only that, he held it there. Stopped every drop of the momentum the creature had gained without pause.
It was incredible, but that was no big deal! She would still land this hit!
She closed her eyes tightly and pushed everything she had into the attack!
With an incredible jolt, her weapon landed on something. She had landed the hit! She couldn't believe it! Her eyes snapped open and she stared, only to be completely surprised.
She had hit, with everything she had. The problem? The man stopped her attack with his own staff. He had stopped her attack dead in its tracks.
The next thing she knew she was in a heap on the ground, entangled with the insufferable bug. She lay there on the ground, helping where she could to get them untangled, all the while feeling fear.
She was scared, there was no doubt about it. However, instead of giving in to this emotion, she began to feel angry! How dare this man make her feel scared!? She was the biggest and the strongest!
She rose to her feet once they were separated, only to blink in surprise when their opponent blurred into sight, attacking the Beetle once more. Another surprise came when an attack landed, the spear tip ripping into the flesh. The bug went crazy!
Even she had to dodge a few of the crazy monster's attacks!
When she finally found a moment to gain her bearing, she took off like a raging bull. She stomped along the ground as fast as she could, fully intent on slamming her body into the man.
Line Count: 944
OOC: Quote: KabalB.A.I.T.R Standing: 174 Health: 617/617 Skill: 95 Strength: 103 Defense: 150 (160) Tactical Advantage:Tank: Your A.I. Core has imbued you with an inhuman durability. You can shrug off heavier blows with ease that your comrades might not be able to. You gain 10 extra Defense. However, you also receive a -5% to your defensive chances.
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Brotherhood Of Explosives rolled 2 100-sided dice:
99, 25
Total: 124 (2-200)
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2016 3:02 pm
 Dal'Mori Cestrol Menne
Turn 4
Turbine Beetle: 100 - (129 - 145 =) 1 = 99% Defense Chance.
Kabal: 100 - (103 - 145 =) 1 = 99% Defense Chance.
He expected a lot of things when he felt his blade penetrated the flesh of his enemy. Having dispatched countless numbers of these creatures in his life, not even counting the ones he's taken down since he started working as a Baiter. He expected a comeback. Rage. A fight. Hell, even an attempt to escape.
What he did not expect was the thing to lose its mind!
The thing went berserk! Attacking everything in sight! Mindlessly!
The warrior could barely hear anything anymore, even as he watched the creature disrupt the very air with the numerous attacks it was sending every direction with every ounce of its strength. There was a high pitched whine in his ears now, and he could feel something dripping down the sides of his face.
He was positive he had taken some permanent damage in his ears now, for he was certain what he felt was his own blood.
Now deafened, likely for the rest of the fight, Dal'Mori had to find a new way to fight. Especially against an opponent who was attacking everything so wildly.
As he was trying to figure out how he was supposed to fight a sound based enemy without his hearing, he noticed something. This something saved him from an attack. What he noticed was the air in front of him suddenly shifting to look as disrupted as the other areas where the Turbine Beetle attacked. He was only just barely able to turn his body to the side and dodge the attack, though he could feel the edges of it ruffling his clothing, really driving home how close that attack had been to hitting him dead on.
Years of fighting, instinct, danger sense and gut feeling was the only thing that saved him from the Kabal, who once more came at him from his blind side. Charging at him like a bull, Dal'Mori flipped backwards, up and over the beastie, landing on the ground behind her with a dusty thud.
Even he was surprised he had managed to dodge the attack.
He shifted, pulling his weapon to a ready position, but there was a huge problem. With his ears damaged, and the constant ringing going on, both his normal mental state and sense of equilibrium were off. This fight just got so much harder!
He raced forward, pushing everything he had into getting closer to the beastie, dodging the wild attacks as best he possibly could, though still picking up a few superficial wounds. He needed to end this. As soon as he possibly could. He needed to get healed.
The truth was, he was terrified. What if he was deaf for the rest of his life?
He couldn't dwell on that! In fact, that thought cost him a few feet as the Turbine Beetle blasted the wall next to it, sending it flying away.
Without pause Dal'Mori shot after it as fast as he could, straining his body to its max. The second he was within striking range of the Turbine Beetle he lashed out two times, in quick succession. He wasn't going for anything fancy, just trying to deal as much damage as he possibly could. This thing needed to die right here and now before it messed him up even more.
Quote: Quote: B.A.I.T.R Standing: 175 Health: 1820/1820 Control Limit: 1400 Skill: 120 [155] Strength: 120 [155]Defence: 110 [145] Quote: Tactical Advantages One Man Army - Level 5 - While fighting without summoning an A.I. Core, you gain an additional +25 to all stats. However, if you do summon an A.I. core, you will receive a -50 to all stats instead. Ooc: Mission complete! Line Count: 1008
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Brotherhood Of Explosives rolled 2 100-sided dice:
42, 99
Total: 141 (2-200)
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2016 4:13 pm
Turn 5Dal'Mori: 100 - (155 - 120 =) 35 = 65 - 15(Stam) = 50% Defense Chance.
Damage: (155 * 5 =) 775 - (120 * 3 =) 260 = 515
It was going wild! Mindlessly destroying the battlefield and surrounding area without thought or pause. A light dusting of debris floated in the air, making the air slightly harder to breath, see through, and it annoyed the eyes. The only one who wouldn't be affected was the Kabal, given the mask on her face. Buildings actually started to crumble and fall around them, making the battleground even more dangerous, everyone had to dodge falling glass and stone.
Even the creature who was launching the attacks was mindful of the ever changing battlefield.
It was barely aware of the fact that the man had dodged its attacks. Completely unaware of what happened to the Kabal. All it cared about was making the pain stop, and letting the pain out.
That would be why it found itself surprised when it tried to launch another attack, only to find itself completely incapable of such a feat. A spear was lodged firmly in its body, as the Baiter rushed forward with it still impaled, attempting to escape another falling building.
This was the last thing it saw.
The perfectly emotionless face, carved from the densest stone.
And then it was turning into a floating orb, terrified of the fact that it was actually about to die.
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OOC: Quote: Turbine BeetleB.A.I.T.R Standing: 197 Health: 0/758 Skill: 135 Strength: 129 Defense: 120 Tactical Advantage:Acupuncturist: Your blows hit pressure points, causing the foe to move slower and be less proficient with their attacks. When you deal damage, the foe suffers a -2 to their Strength stat for the rest of the fight.
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2016 4:00 pm
Turn 5
Still frustrated that she couldn’t land any sort of attacks, the Kabal took a step back. This…. This damn monster wasn’t taking anything, somehow managing to dodge everything she threw at it and then some. He even flipped over her to perform some sort of crazy move! Just to avoid her attack! The Kabal balled her fists, reeling from her running momentum, nothing stopping her but her own force. Spinning, she looked over to the beast of a man once again, debating her next move. She glared at him with all her might, balling her fists in anger. How dare he jump over her like that… The entire concept pissed her off. The man was difficult to read, but he read them so well that it almost hurt. She couldn’t let the rage plow through her like this, she wouldn’t allow her to see red… But she was so DAMN PISSED!
The man wasn’t even attacking her! He was attacking the Turbine Beetle, completely ignoring her, and somehow he still managed to dodge everything she threw at him. Even now! When the Turbine launched its own attack, the man focused on it and dodged as clean as possible. However, since the creature had attacked with sound, there was a high chance the man was effected by this even still. It was why she had made the attack in the first place And yet, here she was, still reeling from the man’s supremely clean flip out of her way. The man had taken no damage as of yet… This frustrated her even more. He just.. UGH. She wanted to tackle this man to the ground, to ruin him into the dirt and call him out for the scum of the earth that he is. It was just… She needed to KILL HIM. NOW.
Once again, the AI charged. She started from a few paces away, aiming her sights on the big lug, letting her fists form flat edges to help her body run faster and charge harder. What she did was a full on rugby tackle, something she had seen over and over again in her mind's eye during her time in ‘basic.’ She was forced to learn plenty of fighting styles and motions in any way possible. This was one thing she had down very well. Tackling with her large body was perhaps the easiest and most effective things to be able to do. The Kabal bent low, lowering her wind resistance in order to move her body faster in order to hit harder. She aimed to catch the man in the stomach, lifting him in the air and tossing him onto the ground like he was a ragdoll.
It was just as the man was sprinting, but she believed that she could do it. Her fury carried her all the way to the man, and she knew it was going to be one hell of an impact if she caught him moving. She wanted to slam into his body fiercely. Speeding up, it was almost time for her to do what would make her the happiest AI possible. Face? Meet floor. Floor? Meet face. Become best friends.
All she had to do was land the attack.
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OOC: TAKING OVER FROM HERE Quote: KabalB.A.I.T.R Standing: 174 Health: 617/617 Skill: 95 Strength: 103 Defense: 150 (160) Tactical Advantage:Tank: Your A.I. Core has imbued you with an inhuman durability. You can shrug off heavier blows with ease that your comrades might not be able to. You gain 10 extra Defense. However, you also receive a -5% to your defensive chances.
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Brotherhood Of Explosives rolled 1 100-sided dice:
97
Total: 97 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2016 6:45 pm
Dal'Mori Cestrol Menne
Turn 5
Kabal: 100 - (103 - 145 =) 1 = 99 - 15(Stamina) = 84% Defense Chance.
Damage: 515 - 435 (Can't block more than 80%) = 103
Dodging the debris from the Turbine Beetle's reckless assault was easy. The suns position cast all falling stone and cement's shadow easily, giving him plenty of time to slither around it like a gust of wind, or a snake. The thing giving him the most issue, however, was the dust cloud that was steadily growing more and more dense.
It was bad enough he already had hearing issues, now the thing was affecting his sight and breathing. At this rate he would be fighting the remaining core with nothing but wild swings and hope.
That just wouldn't do.
So, it was with a vicious certainty that he planted his weapon in the Turbine Beetle at last, ending the creature with one final blow, sending it into a floating ball of code. It was good to finally remove the biggest annoyance from the field.
Or so he thought.
As the Turbine Beetle was turning into code, and the buildings around them continued to topple, Dal'Mori let loose a deep grunt of pain as a heavy body tackled him bodily to the ground. The pain wasn't so much from being hit by the body, which in and of itself surprised him. No, most of the pain came from being tackled onto the hard, now rubble covered ground, bits of stone and gravel being dug into his body from the sheer weight of the body on top of him.
Speaking of that, he was incredibly surprised about the fact that being hit by the Kabal had barely even registered. Truth be told, his armor took the brunt of the damage, his arms catching just a bit of it from the awkward position, and his face just a bit from slamming into the ground. He was used to men and women being turned into broken bags of bones after being tackled by these beasties, and yet not only did he take it full on, but he was able to shrug it off like it was no big deal.
He rapidly lifted himself from the ground, exerting as much effort as was needed to remove himself from the Kabal's grasp, and put as much distance between them as he could before turning to stare at her, his breath coming in shorter gasps. The fight from earlier, and the length of this fight were both taking their toll.
He stared at the Beastie, his weapon ready and aimed right at it. "And then there was one."
He snapped forward as fast as he could, flitting across the ground straight towards her despite the slowly dispersing cloud of dust. Once in range, he thrust his weapon towards the A.I.'s stomach, blunt end first. He quickly followed it up by pulling the sharp end up and over his head, and forcing it down with both his arms as hard as he could, hoping to slash right through it. Finally, he stepped forward and attempted to plant the bottom of his foot right in the beastie's center mass, attempting to send it sprawling away from him.
Attacking Kabal x 3Quote: Quote: B.A.I.T.R Standing: 175 Health: 1717/1820 Control Limit: 1400 Skill: 120 [155] Strength: 120 [155]Defence: 110 [145] Quote: Tactical Advantages One Man Army - Level 5 - While fighting without summoning an A.I. Core, you gain an additional +25 to all stats. However, if you do summon an A.I. core, you will receive a -50 to all stats instead. Ooc: Line Count: 1162
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Ominous Noodles rolled 3 100-sided dice:
84, 87, 52
Total: 223 (3-300)
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2016 9:35 pm
Turn 6155 - 160 = -5 - 100 = 99 - 15 - 5 = 79% 775 - 480 = 295 x2 = 590
As she charged, the beast felt the weight of the large man's body slam against hers. She felt his body slam against the ground with the full of her force and she could not help but be absolutely elated that her attack had finally hit. When the man pulled away from her grasp, she took a step back to maintain distance between the two. At least for the time being. The creature could not let the successful attack win her over like that. But she had finally hit him! And she was the only one! Dirt and debris was everywhere, and she could use this to her advantage. She huffed. Yes, that would work beautifully. With the Turbine beetle dead, it was up to her to finish off the fight.
So she backed up, getting ready to make another attack, hopeful that she would be able to take down this man that had ruined the rest of her people already. That was all she could hope for. The female AI circled around the large man, hoping that the debris would cover her existence just enough that she would be able to formulate another attack. However, the dusted air did little to mask her presence as the man looked right at her and dashed towards her. For a split second, the AI panicked. How in the world did he know exactly where she was going to be? And how did he SEE her?!
She could feel the weapon being thrust against her thick armour, then in the next few moments the same weapon slice through her body causing a great deal of damage. She winced, pulling away from the man as fast as possible. How could this be? How could she have been such a fool to believe that she would be able to win this after all? No, that wasn’t it. She had, once again, be deluded into thinking that rage was going to get her plenty far in the battle and let herself carry that out until the end. The mans kick to the chest just missed her, likely from her stumblings after getting hit the first two times, which likely saved her life. Still, she had to count her blessings… Right now, she was still alive and had her chance to finish this man off just before he could do anything to her.
The AI dashed forward, springing into an attack just as she always had. The charge worked the last time, but there was no guarantee that it would work again. Even still… The creature dashed forward, this time swinging her arms in an attempts to slam her fist into the mans face. She just needed to get him a few more times… That was all she had to do. Just a few more times.
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OOC: Quote: KabalB.A.I.T.R Standing: 174 Health: 27/617 Skill: 95 Strength: 103 Defense: 150 (160) Tactical Advantage:Tank: Your A.I. Core has imbued you with an inhuman durability. You can shrug off heavier blows with ease that your comrades might not be able to. You gain 10 extra Defense. However, you also receive a -5% to your defensive chances.
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Brotherhood Of Explosives rolled 1 100-sided dice:
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Total: 24 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2016 4:30 am
Dal'Mori Cestrol Menne
Turn 6
Kabal: 100 - (103 - 145 =) 1 = 99 - 15(Stamina) = 84% Defense Chance.
Damage: 515 - 435 (Can't block more than 80%) = 103
Things were not easy. That much was certain. Fighting two battles within such a quick period of time was wearing him down at a pace he would have never guessed, his body was feeling strained. Even with an amplified healing factor, there appeared to be a limit, and the sheer stress of acting at these new levels his body was capable of acting at was chewing through his bodies stamina.
In addition to that, the ground was now hazardous. Huge chunks of cement and marble decorated the area, altering the entire battleground permanently. The worst of it was the smaller bits of rubble that lay in loose layers all over the place, making finding footing an incredibly difficult task.
As if these things were not enough, yet another building gave way to the damage caused by the Turbine Beetle's earlier insane assault at everything. A horrendous screech, he was barely able to hear, resounded as the building toppled over, sending a powerful blast of rubble and dust into the air, strong enough to shake even the warrior's stance for a moment.
Despite these things, his eyes never left the Kabal. Even as things became near impossible to see, he was tactical with his position, ensuring the sun was at its back so as to cast its shadow across the dust. It wasn't perfect, but it gave him plenty to work with.
As was made evident but a moment later when, as he shot forward like lightning. His first attack landed firmly, he could feel the weight of the Kabal on the end of his weapon as it did, telling him this was a devastating shot. It was quickly followed by the sound of the sharp end of his weapon screeching through the armor his opponent wore.
Another clean hit.
Surprisingly the creature managed to continue to stand. Clearly it was the toughest of the lot here, as the others in her group were destroyed within the first hit or two. Had this been a person, he would have been impressed. Instead, all it did was make him want to destroy the blasted creature faster.
He kept his gaze on the beasties shadow, and noted it was charging towards him again. It appeared the thing was insane. Continuing with the same course of action, expecting a different outcome than what had been happening for the majority of the fight. Sure, the creature had managed to catch him completely off guard, but in his defense, he'd been blind and deaf at the time.
As it came in to attack him again, he watched carefully, waiting. Just as it came into sight through all the dust and debris, he saw the A.I. was trying to punch him right in the face. He lifted an eyebrow as he almost lazily lifted his hand and grabbed the offending fist a mere few inches from his face, stopping it dead in its tracks.
He shook his head, as if informing the Kabal that that was a bad idea, before pulling it forward and stepping aside at the same time, sending it sprawling on the ground behind him. However, he didn't let up like he normally would after having sent the A.I. to the ground, and instead went right after it. The first thing he did was stomp right towards the things center mass, aiming to break the core with that single move.
If that missed he would follow it up with a simple combo, swinging the sharp end around towards the A.I.'s head, then the blunt end around towards its side. After all of this he would step back a few steps, and wait to see.
Attacking Kabal x 3Quote: Quote: B.A.I.T.R Standing: 175 Health: 1717/1820 Control Limit: 1400 Skill: 120 [155] Strength: 120 [155]Defence: 110 [145] Quote: Tactical Advantages One Man Army - Level 5 - While fighting without summoning an A.I. Core, you gain an additional +25 to all stats. However, if you do summon an A.I. core, you will receive a -50 to all stats instead. Ooc: Line Count: 1284
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Ominous Noodles rolled 3 100-sided dice:
16, 29, 67
Total: 112 (3-300)
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2016 11:14 pm
Turn 7155 - 160 = -5 - 100 = 99 - 15 - 5 = 79% 775 - 480 = 295 x2 = 590
The Kabal took a step back before making her next attack. It was a powerful one that she simply assumed she was going to hit, but frustratingly enough she missed. The momentum of the swing made her lose her footing, swinging and moving with enough force to lose her footing. The man caught her, shaking his head at her. How RUDE! It was as if he mocked her, saying she was inferior to him. He then let go, causing the AI to fall forward, though she did manage to catch herself before she fell to the ground, leaving her prone. Damn it! The Kabal gripped her crude metallic club in her hand. The fight was damned frustrating. When was it going to win? This was taking way too long!!
The man then attacked the Kabal while she was recovering, moving to stomp her while she was down. Lucky for her, she was already up before he could finish his attack. She spun away from the guy, keeping her eyes on him as best she could. This turned out to be the best idea, as the man soon began to spin his staff once again. The sharp end spun fast, then was sent quickly into the side of her head. The Kabal ducked quick, managing to dodge the attack quickly. In the same swoop, the blunt end was sent towards her side. This one was more difficult to dodge, the attack coming swiftly and skillfully. But, somehow, she still managed to dodge it. She stepped to the side, the attack sliding right past her side.
The Kabal grinned, gripping her club tightly once again. She was ready for her next attack. Hopefully, it would be her final. Steady on her feet, she shot forward again, swinging her massive club at the mans head while she charged. It felt so damn good to scrap like this. To tear him down slowly and work herself down in the process. She hummed in pleasure as she moved, hoping only for this vicious dance to continue.
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OOC: Quote: KabalB.A.I.T.R Standing: 174 Health: 27/617 Skill: 95 Strength: 103 Defense: 150 (160) Tactical Advantage:Tank: Your A.I. Core has imbued you with an inhuman durability. You can shrug off heavier blows with ease that your comrades might not be able to. You gain 10 extra Defense. However, you also receive a -5% to your defensive chances.
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Brotherhood Of Explosives rolled 1 100-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-100)
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2016 2:59 pm
Dal'Mori Cestrol Menne
Turn 7
Kabal: 100 - (103 - 145 =) 1 = 99 - 15(Stamina) = 84% Defense Chance.
He was surprised to find himself frustrated.
In a surprising bout of speed, the large A.I. managed to get up and out of the way of his falling foot, the impact leaving a wide, spider net like, series of cracks to appear upon the ground. A look of pure incredulity crossed his features in the time it took him to shift his gaze from the ground to the beastie. Not but a few seconds ago the thing was so slow he had managed to land easy blows, and suddenly this thing was moving in all the right ways to be able to dodge him?
It's will to survive must be incredible.
So much so, that even as he pushed every drop of pure skill and ability into his last two attacks, the monster moved around them with a respectable amount of grace.
This was the source of his frustration. To this point everything was going well, he was tearing through his opponents like tissue paper. It was what he needed, a nice relaxing bout of combat. Maybe get nicked here and there, but ultimately just work out the kinks in his shoulders. For some reason, though, he was getting agitated. The more this single A.I. stayed alive, the higher the levels of agitation. It wasn’t normal for him one bit, and that only frustrated him all the more.
So he glared. His mind began to fog, his body tensed unhealthily, and he glared as hard as he possibly could. That burning gaze watched the beastie lift its weapon and charge at him once more. It calculated every step. Every motion. The second the A.I. was in range, his body burst into motion, moving to the side of the creature, forcing it to go right by him, the attack missing easily.
Still he glared.
He just couldn’t figure out why he was so frustrated. So, he decided, he would take that frustration out on this beastie before him. He pulled his weapon up and charged forward, his feet barely missing a step on the horribly uneven ground. As soon as he felt he was close enough, he leaped into the air. While he was up there he lifted his weapon above his head, and at the peak of his jump swung it down, aiming to smash the beastie’s head into as many pieces as possible.
The second his feet touched the ground he was off again, swinging his weapon towards its center mass, attempting to impale it on the sharp end of his weapon. Finally ending with a powerful kick, that would either kick the beast off his weapon, or crush its chest.
Attacking Kabal x 3Quote: Quote: B.A.I.T.R Standing: 175 Health: 1717/1820 Control Limit: 1400 Skill: 120 [155] Strength: 120 [155]Defence: 110 [145] Quote: Tactical Advantages One Man Army - Level 5 - While fighting without summoning an A.I. Core, you gain an additional +25 to all stats. However, if you do summon an A.I. core, you will receive a -50 to all stats instead. Ooc: Line Count: 1374
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Ominous Noodles rolled 3 100-sided dice:
24, 71, 69
Total: 164 (3-300)
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2016 4:21 pm
Turn 8155 - 160 = -5 - 100 = 99 - 15 - 5 = 79% 775 - 480 = 295 x2 = 590 Oh, this was exciting now that she was able to fight toe to toe with this guy! If she were able, a grin would have widened along her face, twisting her features. She dodged all his attacks, and he all hers. It was now a blissful and beautiful dance between the two that she never wanted it to end! Forget her anger, forget the battle. This… This was what she longed for. Someone who could truly fight on her level. This was it. Haha! The anger dissipated and she was left with what would surely piss off this man more than what he already was. He glared so evilly, so beautifully, and so viciously. And when he dodged her latest attack she shivered.
And while she was pissed that she still had barely landed an attack, she was glad this was a battle that neither of them were really winning. It was so delicious she could barely contain her glee when the man launched his attack. He had leapt into the air, swinging his weapon down in order to smash her face in. It was a good attack, for sure, but she was too fast for him. She dodged to the side, rolling out of the way with perfected deftness. He then dashed off once again, running towards her. Did he wish to impale her? The Kabal laughed, spinning out of the way like it was nothing. Oh how beauuuuutiful! She wondered how mad he would be at that. She was so full of glee now that she forgot she was ever angry in the first place. Whatever the next attack was, she knew would be able to dodge it with flawless execution. It was a kick, one aimed at her chest, no doubt wishing to crush it in like an egg. It was an easy dodge, able to simply stand back from the man before he was able to draw the kick into her.
The Kabal let out a laugh, taking a few steps back to get a good look at her opponent. The two had been fighting for quite a while, and things were getting heated and heavy. He was so mad! It was that same anger she had felt not too long ago, and she was so incredible happy to be able to see the tables turn. “You mad, dear?” She asked, intentionally trying to egg the man on even more. “You mad that you’re unable to kill me, sweety?” She giggled, skipping away like it was nothing. And it was, at least to her. The man was practically nothing to her. Still, she had to take him down just as fast as possible.
So she formulated an attack quickly, deciding against the club this time, shooting forward to tackle the large man into the ground. To feel his body break beneath her would be fabulous… Oh so fantastically beautiful. The movement was slick and glamorous, and she only hoped that the attack would connect.
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OOC: Quote: KabalB.A.I.T.R Standing: 174 Health: 27/617 Skill: 95 Strength: 103 Defense: 150 (160) Tactical Advantage:Tank: Your A.I. Core has imbued you with an inhuman durability. You can shrug off heavier blows with ease that your comrades might not be able to. You gain 10 extra Defense. However, you also receive a -5% to your defensive chances.
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Brotherhood Of Explosives rolled 1 100-sided dice:
33
Total: 33 (1-100)
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2017 1:52 pm
Dal'Mori Cestrol Menne
Turn 8
Kabal: 100 - (103 - 145 =) 1 = 99 - 15(Stamina) = 84% Defense Chance.
It was enjoying this fight! He was losing his ability to control himself, and the thrice damned creature was enjoying itself!! He could tell in the way its movements were beginning to change. No longer was there obvious desperation, a burning desire to hit him as hard as it could in the hopes of putting him down for the fight.
In its place birthed this despicable enjoyment!
The beastie was not supposed to be enjoying itself! It was supposed to fear for its life! Tremble at the sight of him! He was its superior in every way, and that wasn't empty boasting!
Yet, even as the blasted A.I. was forced to rush past him due to his dodge, the thing found reason to ignore these facts, and was somehow enjoying itself. This easily kicked his glare up a few notches. If he were capable of lighting things on fire with his gaze alone, the world around him would be an inferno, the likes of which would be told in song for centuries to follow.
As he soared through the air for his first attack, he knew immediately it wouldn't hit, and despite that he still pumped all his muscle into it, smashing the ground with the blunt end of his weapon as hard as he could, kicking up bits of the rubble and dust that had finally settled around them.
Growling like an animal, he shot after the Kabal again. In his haste he was barely able to perceive the world around him. The wreckage that was once a remarkably well preserved ruin of a time long since past. It was in shambles, that was for certain. The Turbine Beetle might have never done any real damage to him, but the city sure felt its presence.
As his thrust missed due to her impressive dodge, he felt himself grow impossibly angrier. She laughed! Mocking him! As if to imply he was a nuisance!
Three sets of eyes flashed across his gaze. The gorilla monster that ruined his life's, the snake woman that destroyed him so easily's, and his very own, filled with hatred and a desire to destroy everything.
This was not going well for him. This was actually terrible. The fact that, even in his anger fueled state, he was able to recognize this fact so calmly gave further credence to the true severity of the situation.
If he wasn't careful, he could actually lose here, in more ways than one.
The problem was that whatever deity saw fit to watch over him wasn't done pissing on his head, because once more, and with another laugh the Kabal dodged around his attack.
He saw red.
He felt hate.
His chest tightened, his eyes hurt from how hard he glared, his body tensed so tightly it was like a coil ready to spring.
The beastie charged at him head on, appearing to charge at him like a bull. He wasted no time, dropping his shoulder into the perfect position, and as soon as the blasted thing was right there he whipped upwards, using its own momentum to flip it over his head.
It wasn't an attack.
No, the kick he sent at the things falling body was the attack. Hit or miss, he knew the Kabal would be disoriented by this, and in his angered state the only thing he could think of was destroying the damned thing. Pushing his body to its absolute limits he charged after the falling core, whether he reached before or after it landed, he didn't care. He thrust his foot towards the A.I. once more, hoping for impact, but ready all the same. The second his foot touched the ground he spun around, bringing his weapon around horizontally, intending to use it like a club.
Attacking Kabal x 3Quote: Quote: B.A.I.T.R Standing: 175 Health: 1717/1820 Control Limit: 1400 Skill: 120 [155] Strength: 120 [155]Defence: 110 [145] Quote: Tactical Advantages One Man Army - Level 5 - While fighting without summoning an A.I. Core, you gain an additional +25 to all stats. However, if you do summon an A.I. core, you will receive a -50 to all stats instead. Ooc: Line Count: 1502
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Brotherhood Of Explosives Vice Captain
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Ominous Noodles rolled 3 100-sided dice:
63, 42, 75
Total: 180 (3-300)
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2017 10:10 pm
Turn 9155 - 160 = -5 - 100 = 99 - 15 - 5 = 79% 775 - 480 = 295 x2 = 590 Oh ho ho… Ohhhh~ Haha! He was so mad she could FEEEEELLLL his anger burning a hole in her! It made her want to laugh. It DID make her laugh! Oh, this was so absolutely wonderful. Of course, that wasn’t something she allowed to dilute her, though oh my goodness she almost let it. MMmmm it was almost like the glare itself was the attack. It felt so nice to be so on the receiving end of his anger, rather than the one blinded by all that hate. It felt so…. Fantastic! She breathed in heavily before her charge, then took off, hoping to feel his body smash away with hers. It would have given her little pleasure to miss, but she would at least allow this dance to continue. It was Ohhhh so lovely, too.
Sadly, yet much to her pleasure, the man jumped into the air, last second, causing her to lose balance ever so slightly. Catching herself before she was quite able to fall over, she turned around just in time to see a foot come directly towards her, no doubt one aimed at knocking her out, or over. Either one, it seemed. Wonderful~ Two more feet came at her, the man spinning this way and that so he would kick her in as many spots as possible. Oh, could it be that he really wanted her dead? She laughed again, easily blocking all of the man’s attacks as they came. This fight really was getting to become glorious, absolutely hilarious and wonderful. Oh, lord, was she happy!! She just almost burst with another fit of laughter from how much she really enjoyed his hatred towards her! It didn’t matter that she was almost dead, or that this fight would be over in one more landed attack on his end. What did matter was that she enjoy herself while she still could, while the man still had a grip on anger and hatred, letting it be a driving force in his life.
She hummed, dancing backwards in order to get a grasp on where she should attack next. Oh! Maybe this time she should punch him! Or she should shove her fist into his gut, probably knock some stuff around in there. Hehe… She was enjoying herself far too much, she knew she did. But damn it! It was way too fun! The kabal laughed again, dashing forward in a zigzag motion. It wasn’t like it was a surefire way to get him distracted, nor was it a legitimate strategy. It was just that it was fun to be an a** hole to this man who tried so hard to win this battle. She grinned, making it to the front of the man before spinning around him and jabbing the man in the back with her open palm. It was meant to knock the wind out of the man, and perhaps causing a little pain in there as well. Oh, she would love to see this mans pretty face all out of breath! It would cause her such joy to see him gasping for breath on his knees. She giggled at the thought, thinking more of him drooling from lack of breath. It almost… turned her on, actually. How fascinating.
Line Count: 1565
OOC: Quote: KabalB.A.I.T.R Standing: 174 Health: 27/617 Skill: 95 Strength: 103 Defense: 150 (160) Tactical Advantage:Tank: Your A.I. Core has imbued you with an inhuman durability. You can shrug off heavier blows with ease that your comrades might not be able to. You gain 10 extra Defense. However, you also receive a -5% to your defensive chances.
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