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Baneful rolled 6 6-sided dice:
2, 4, 1, 6, 2, 4
Total: 19 (6-36)
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 Posted: Thu Sep 07, 2017 3:39 pm
Fred went down hard with a gasp of surprise and a laugh from how jarring the fall had been.
"Then..." he said, "Then if we get them you are ******** helping me make them."
He jerked his head forward and smacked it off of Roswell's.
"Because you looking bad helps people imagine ME looking bad. And you just keep getting ******** disciplined and kept here with no money"
HP: 11
DMG: 2
Charge 3/3
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Toshihiko Two rolled 6 6-sided dice:
3, 3, 4, 4, 4, 3
Total: 21 (6-36)
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Posted: Thu Sep 07, 2017 4:00 pm
"Oh," Roswell winced at the headbutt, lightening up his grip to rub his head, before trying to rearrange his position to get Fred's arm pinned back. "Don't remind me. Lysander asked if I used to be poor the other day. The only time I've been poor is now."
HP: 15
DMG: 3
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Baneful rolled 6 6-sided dice:
4, 5, 6, 4, 5, 1
Total: 25 (6-36)
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Posted: Thu Sep 07, 2017 4:09 pm
Fred struggled determinedly to avoid getting himself trapped, riding on a high of adrenaline now and feeling the exhaustion creep through his body. He was fighting it as much as Tom and it honestly felt ******** amazing. He could do this all day, he could do this every day and he'd forgotten how much he missed it.
"Well we are all ******** poor now." he said. "And you can either ******** tolerate it and wait for your boss to start paying you in imaginary money or you can ******** fix it."
And it was his turn to flip Tom onto his back in a fit of strength, pinning him across his hips.
"Do you have the ******** balls to fix it yourself anymore?"
HP: 8
DMG: 7
Charge 3/3
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Toshihiko Two rolled 6 6-sided dice:
1, 1, 6, 3, 1, 3
Total: 15 (6-36)
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Posted: Thu Sep 07, 2017 4:16 pm
Roswell, too, could feel his shield creaking.
Not that it mattered here. They could keep going forever as far as he knew. He struggled, getting in a sharp elbow, but ultimately felt his freedom of motion pretty limited, having trouble throwing Fred back.
"I'm open to suggestions, Frederick."
HP: 8
DMG: 3
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Baneful rolled 6 6-sided dice:
6, 2, 3, 4, 4, 1
Total: 20 (6-36)
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Posted: Thu Sep 07, 2017 4:23 pm
"We've always been real .. ********> good at using our talents and surviving." he said leaning in. "I'm suggesting tailoring. For cash." and he smirked. "Your little boss can even pretend to be in charge if he wanted. If it'd make him ******** happy. Hell I'll even call him sir if you want."
And getting a real thrill from feeling things go his way, he dug in his hands to the other man's skin.
"Or not, if that would upset you ha ha ha."
HP: 8
DMG: 3
Charge 3/3
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Toshihiko Two rolled 6 6-sided dice:
3, 2, 5, 3, 4, 4
Total: 21 (6-36)
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Posted: Thu Sep 07, 2017 4:27 pm
They were getting close to the point where either of them could end it. Any inch of pain he could get in, he did, and he hit Fred with another elbow
"Y-yes, alright," Roswell agreed. "It's...something we've always wanted to do anyway. I could talk Lysander around. But don't...you start calling him sir, too."
HP: 5
DMG: 4
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Baneful rolled 6 6-sided dice:
2, 1, 5, 5, 4, 1
Total: 18 (6-36)
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Posted: Thu Sep 07, 2017 4:44 pm
"Okay. No sirs. Do you have something.. you'd prefer I called him?" And he winked with a laugh.
He wasn't worried about his shield, they were safe here and he knew that they were neck and neck, both of them at around a similar stamina level, movements slower and more difficult and every single blow more significant.
"But I'd be game. Now we are out of the game." And he was breathless now, his body shivering somewhat with the sheer stress of keeping the other man restrained.
"You are going to need to call for mercy soon." he said with a smirk.
HP: 4
DMG: 4
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Toshihiko Two rolled 6 6-sided dice:
3, 1, 5, 5, 6, 4
Total: 24 (6-36)
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Posted: Thu Sep 07, 2017 4:47 pm
"Lysander will be fine, but leave him alone Fred, or so help me...."
Roswell's shield was on a ragged edge. He got in a final, sharp knock, but still hadn't fared much better in the being pinned department.
"You'll be the one doing the begging."
HP: 1
DMG: 8
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