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Nio Love rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 7
Total: 15 (2-20)
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 Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 8:48 pm
((second re-roll, also please remind me to never use a cannon cat as a weapon, jesus christ))
Riley remembered the rest of the day. She remembered how well she'd done at the booth, and how many times she'd won. She remembered her outstanding luck as compared to her friends.
There was but one difference between that, and this horrendous job of swinging a cannon cat around without actually hitting the target.
That it was a Jack-damned cannon cat in her hands.
Never again. She growled, as she swung one last time, finally connecting with the beanbag with a solid thwack.
Aww, it didn't break. She looked at her 'weapon' sadly.
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_ggone_________________ rolled 2 20-sided dice:
9, 1
Total: 10 (2-40)
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 8:59 pm
"Hm?" Cat turned his head at the mention of ribbons, already going back to twirling his whip for another crack. Seeing someone who looked vaguely familiar, he cracked a hesitant and sheepish grin. "Ah, Demithehound, from groansping. Yes?"
How shameful to meet under these circumstances, he added silently to himself with a falter in his smile.
With a flick and a whip, he cracked his ribbon at the training dummy once more, feeling marginally better about his predicament at his first success with the hastily scraped up weaponry.
((edit: good god I'm a derp. These rolls don't count @<@ I completely missed the D10 part and read it as D20 some-damn-how. Official rolls coming up in Cat's next posts.))
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 9:41 pm
Damien did feel honored to be remembered after only a few interactions as he felt the grin take over his face, momentarily forgetting about the training to prepare for magical ghoul battle.
It didn't even phase him to be meeting under the circumstances, he was going to forget about this as soon as they got to leave.
"Yes, that's me, its nice to finally meet you, Riddle." he gave the boil a bow, even if a curtsy would be more appropriate. He was NOT going to take it that far. "It really is nice to meet you oh ribboned brain teaser."
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x_Nata_x rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 3
Total: 5 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 11:27 pm
Nuk wasn't feeling good all of a sudden.
He wasn't sure if it was the weird magic or whether being in a ghoul's skin for the first time was having an ill effect, but things were quickly starting to go down hill for the 'boil.' At first, it was just a little headache -- he'd had a remarkable amount of trouble thinking about what to use for a weapon, his brain competing with itself between something TOTALLY SUPER BADASS and something fashionable and pretty, to which he had blanched completely, only making the process take longer. Now, as he stood off to one side and watched the others beat up the bean bags, the skinwalker smirked, clearly pumped for this part of the challenge. THIS he could do. This was fighting, this was his level of expertise, and he was going to show everyone how it was done. Shoving an unexpecting 'MAGICAL BOIL GHOUL' out of the way, he stepped up to one of the been bags, cracking his knuckles.
"Stand back and watch a pro," he purred in his all-too-feminine voice, taking a fighter's stance. This was gonna be cake -- it couldn't even fight back. With a little jump, Nuk spun as he kicked out hard with his high-heeled boots, watching as the beanback rocked a bit and...
... didn't do much of anything.
"What the jack? What was with that wimpy-a** kick?!"
He'd kicked like a ghoul. Oh s**t, he was actually turning into a ghoul.
Nope, he was not feeling good AT ALL.
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Interesting Conversationalist
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_ggone_________________ rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 10
Total: 15 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 11:31 pm
In spite of himself, Cat couldn't help but let out a giggle.
Wait, what? Wearing a skirt was really starting to get to him.
Still, he appreciated what he viewed as a compliment, finding his own grin growing wider. (was his grin more distorted? At the moment it felt like an odd "w" shape as opposed to his signature crescent...) "The pleasure is all mine~" Cat said, hoping dearly it sounded less womanly then he thought it did.
It seemed he had been too absorbed in his shame to focus on the target properly, gathering his wits about him to crack the whip at it again.
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Bilious rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 6
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 11:32 pm
As Calder went on about it, Christof's face only flushed further and he gave another half-hearted attempt to hit the beanbag. His make-shift shovel smacked against the tottering toy as his pent up aggression finally found a socially acceptable outlet. It wasn't quite as fulfilling as he had hoped it would be. Maybe it was the dress. And the ribbons. And the... everything. He sighed, giving a shrug, uselessly.
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x_Nata_x rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 5
Total: 10 (2-20)
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 11:38 pm
"Ok ok, back the jack off, I'm gonna beat this thing to s**t," he shoved at a few people next to him, sneering at the beanbags. These things would not make a fool of him. Maybe it was just the fact that he had kicked... yeah, that was it. Kicks were for ghouls, REAL boils punched s**t.
Rolling his shoulders, 'Sailor Star Shifter' rolled his shoulders and drew up his fists, throwing a few fake punches in the air just to get ready and glanced over to look at a particularly cute~ boil.*
"Watch the master."
Pulling back one arm, he gathered his strength and threw all his (rather unimpressive) weight into the punch, ready for the thing to topple over with the sheer force of his epic punch.
... well... something toppled over, but it sure wasn't the beanbag.
* (COUGHCatCOUCH oh man, what was that >3>)
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 11:51 pm
The pair were the rather dreary team standing side by side, Calder's eyes only now drying but both boils with looks that could make a stray puppy take pity on them. While Calder's second hit missed, he didn't take it as personally as he would have if he had been in a better mood. Right now, he was sobered by his friend's confession and the gravity of the situation at hand. It was a lot to take in despite it only being a few words.
He glanced when Christof managed to hit the beanbag but show little in the way of taking any pleasure from the violence. "Hey...wasn't this your idea to feel better?" It didn't seem to be working for either of them.
Still, Calder stood a moment, looking at his fan that was now bent and looking more like crumpled paper than a fan. "So.......how long....since you knew you liked her?" He had wondered if this was just a new feeling or if he knew he loved her for a while now.
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Ravvlet rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 6
Total: 15 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 11:53 pm
Cady watched as events unfolded. It seemed Christof was in league with the carrot monster, who apparently was briefly engaged to the tentacled ghoul from the fitness booth. Man, this school sure was weird. It was kind of like watching a tennis match - back and forth, back and forth, until she was honestly feeling a little dizzy. She wondered briefly what their offspring would look like.
That just about broke what little brain she had left. She decided to join the rest of the magical ghoul squad to wail on a practice dummy instead.
She stood with her left leg leading towards the doll and whacked at one with her tail, experimentally. Unfortunately, some of the foam went flying off mid strike and she whiffed past her target, nearly stinging herself in the kneecaps.
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_ggone_________________ rolled 2 10-sided dice:
1, 5
Total: 6 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 11:59 pm
((the best miss in history, man))
Feeling eyes on him after his horrenously powerful miss, Cat twirled his whip quickly and cracked it as hard as he could at the beanbag dummy.
Any confidence he had managed to muster earlier was long gone, once again painfully self conscious of how adorable and frilly he was at the moment. He put all of this into his last whip. And...!
A spectacular miss! Cat huffed and flicked his whip out slightly to let off a little frustration. Boo, training.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 12:36 am
Altessa grinned wide as Ys launched forward and attacked the thing, clapping in delight as she hit it.
"You hit it very well! At least, I think you did?" She walked up to Ys and poked the beanbag with a claw, prodding it with slight force.
"Wonder what we're training for, anyway." She stared thoughtfully at the thing. "And I wonder how much beating these things will take..."
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Ravvlet rolled 2 10-sided dice:
3, 5
Total: 8 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 12:42 am
Cady eyed Cat as he whiffed past his target again. She felt slightly better knowing she wasn't the only one having a hard time.
She re-fit the foam on the tip of her tail. If it was possible, Cady was pretty sure it now looked even more mangled and pathetic than before. She grunted at it impatiently. She was quickly losing interest in things she couldn't eat, and styrofoam was definitely on that list- she'd probably end up hacking it back up.
And there was nothing more horrifying than a manticore hairball.
Squinting at her target, she made another pass, this time a little more slowly so as not to upset her makeshift weapon. It didn't fall apart this time, and instead made a satisfying whistling noise as it sailed past and wrapped neatly around her thighs.
Cady was so suprised she promptly fell over. She didn't even have the energy fight it, beyond some hopeless pinwheeling.
"GRABBITY!" she cried out unhappily, untangling herself from her own tail- apparently her tail ribbon had decided to make friends with her new coat. This wardrobe was getting really old really fast.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 3:17 am
All this girl tme was starting to affect Damien as he giggled along with The ribbon boil in a unnatural way.
"That it is indeed, please call me Damien." he said back with genuine happiness, glad to see a bit of decorum between the two of them.
Must have been the skirt.
"So, the one that spends the time thinking things over must have something profound to say about all this eh?" he drawled out slowly with a spin of his staff between fingers that wasn't even paying attention to the action.
He was watching the skinwalker out of the side of his eye that went straight for punching and kicking, he couldn't blame the boil/ghoul for taking that route. Its what he would have normally done, other than toppling into a heap on the floor.
He did walk over to Nuk and offer a hand at least, not really feeling like wasting energy being snarky to him at the moment. "Need a hand getting up?"
Again, it REALLY must have been the skirt and all the frills, it was a poison that he desperately wanted to get out of and back into boil clothes.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 5:10 am
Everyone needs to stop giggling. Riley murmured sharply to pretty much every boil she knew who was currently wearing a dress.
I'm serious. Grow a pair. Back.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 6:24 am
Nuk made a sulky face at Riley's comment, staring at her pointedly from a little ways away.
It looked like this.
-3-
Taking Demi's hand, he let the boil pull him up, muttering a 'thanks' to the younger boil, still making a face at Riley.
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