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Bittiface rolled 2 12-sided dice:
11, 3
Total: 14 (2-24)
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 Posted: Mon Oct 28, 2013 4:22 pm
At last, the big boss showed it's ugly face. When the bug was this big, it somehow didn't squick Otto out as much.
The teen flung his weapon out into the air to try and start cracking at the skull of the beast. He felt something knock him over, tumbling over rock hard exoskeleton before gaining his balance.
HP: 50/60
Charge: 1/3
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Bittiface rolled 2 12-sided dice:
3, 5
Total: 8 (2-24)
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Posted: Mon Oct 28, 2013 4:25 pm
Otto was steady once more, catching Tenya with one hand as he used the other to help himself balance. He fought off many legs and other flailing limbs as he set his eyes for the prize.
HP: 40/60
Charge: 2/3
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Bittiface rolled 2 12-sided dice:
1, 6
Total: 7 (2-24)
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Posted: Mon Oct 28, 2013 4:28 pm
Tenya was fueling up, even if he wasn't making a single dent in the behemoth so far.
HP: 30/60
Charge: 3/3
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Bittiface rolled 8 4-sided dice:
2, 4, 2, 4, 3, 1, 2, 1
Total: 19 (8-32)
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Posted: Mon Oct 28, 2013 4:30 pm
Tenya burned bright, flaring up with flaming runes along her surface. Otto spun her several times over his head before hurling the charged weapon through the air, cutting into the creature's head.
She returned back to her hunter's grasp. Otto gripped his weapon tight, using her now as a means to balance himself on the Titan's body by jabbing her into a crevice.
HP: 20/60
Using Charge: Battle Cry
Damage to Titan: 17
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Seussi rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Oct 28, 2013 4:31 pm
Coughed back up out of the pits of hell, Finn's body laid for a time on the sand, limp, and lifeless. That was, until he gasped in a breath, one that filled his lungs with sand that he promptly began to cough out in harsh, ragged gasps, as he turned onto his hands and knees. Everything hurt. All he could remember was pain. The feeling of tiny little feet, the stinging, the pinching that flared up in hot bursts all across his body. His hands were balled into fists, his eyes closed as tears began to form at their corners, not because he was crying, because Finn didn't cry, ever, but because of the pain and the sand it was...pretty much impossible to not have his eyes sting, and trying to wipe it away with the back of a gloved hand, also covered in sand, would likely not be of much help. Eventually, it was impossible to ignore the creature that was hovering up above them, impossible to ignore the fact that yes, he was still alive, and yes, there was still a chance to get out of this ******** place. Pushing himself to his feet, Trynt was summoned again, the weapon having gone back to it's totem form when he had lost consciousness, and the wyvern himself roaring at Finn to get him moving, because they needed to do something.The first person he spotted was Jack, and having been on the receiving end of that sword before, he knew that it would be better for attacking then his own. Besides, he was a moon, right? That meant defense. Staggering through the sand, he made his way towards the giant man, and took up a defensive stance near him, his lance raised. HP: 20/40 Target: Jack Defending for: 3 Charge: 1/3
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lizbot rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Oct 28, 2013 4:48 pm
America moved to help the nearest hinter attacking. It happened to be her fishing buddy, Jack.
Defending: Jack
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Saliru rolled 1 8-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-8)
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Posted: Mon Oct 28, 2013 5:03 pm
A cold hand clutched Melvin's hand as a twitched reflex. It was moving like a disembodied anole's tail, reflex and without thought. It wasn't strong enough. It had given up sometime ago.
Or had it.
As the sands shifted, the grasp twitched again. It was ice cold.
It tightened.
It was so cold.
Then it wasn't.
The sand regurgitated the bodies back into the brutal night air, laying them bare to a towering oppressor. The hand shivered but feebly tugged on Melvin's as Rin rose up again. She shot an icey blue glance over her shoulder at Melvin. He was breathing. That or it was the perfectly timed movements of insects still within. Either way, he was not lost. She had to release him though.
The hands finally parted, one being shoved searchingly down through sand-coated rubble. She knew he'd be there. She hauled Byr up and onto her shoulder. She sought out someone who was fighting. Candace, and immediately jumped to her aide.
HP - 20/40
Def - 6
CHRG - 1/3
Targ - Candace
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Marushii rolled 5 8-sided dice:
8, 7, 3, 2, 7
Total: 27 (5-40)
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Posted: Mon Oct 28, 2013 5:14 pm
"Here it comes!" No s**t Lance. The assistant gripped his chair tightly, shifting his weight as the sands around them moved. He did his best to stay upright, regretting his decision to remove his scarf-mask as the sand buried then unburied them again and again. At last the churning sand had settled, leaving the assistant with his wheels buried. Lance summoned his weapon. There was no way he could reach the monstrosity, even if he was free. Besides, they could handle it. As Allan-taichou would say -- < He isn't here. You are. Are you going to do something or continue to be useless, half-buried as you are? Stop thinking of them as kids; they're more than capable of handling themselves. They refuse to be killed.> So they're cockroaches.< Yes,> His weapon chuckled, < That is one way to put it. Now are you going to use that kokoro of yours to do something?> Lance raised his weapon above him. The runes on it began to glow warmly before bursting into flames. He brought his weapon down and swept the area in front of him, creating a wall of fire roughly ten feet long. "Hoi! If your weapon's charged up, fire your attack off through here!" Lance shouted. He was using his lance to begin digging himself out, trying to move and give the hunters space. "I'd only use it once if I were you though, now's NOT a good time to ******** your weapon up!" LANCE BUFF Lance has created a wall of fire; this effect is similar to the runic torch item in that you can add what he's rolled to your attack! This number can be added to your Fear attack anywhere you please that gives you the MOST BENEFIT!ie let's say one of the numbers is a 7. Someone with Gambler's Chance can use this 7 to guarantee a hit against the boss. Or they can use it to reduce the damage they deal to themselves. Or use it to buff either the damage to the boss or to themselves (for tragic RP purposes I guess). Limit one per customer. After using the effect your weapon will be too hot to touch for two RP posts. You cannot attack/defend/etc for those two RP posts. During this time allow me to suggest that your hunter is blowing on their hands over how frikkin hot their weapon has become, or they can shout choice explicative comments at Lance, or they can plot to bury him in sand on Deus for not sharing his sun screen. First person to accept and use this buff will take the first number he rolled, second the second, etc etc. This dice can be used for a regular attack as well, however Lance won't hesitate to give your character a wtf r u doing? look if you do.
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kuropeco rolled 2 12-sided dice:
11, 2
Total: 13 (2-24)
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Posted: Mon Oct 28, 2013 5:15 pm
Gale whooo
Hp: 50 / 60
Chrg: 1 / 3
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kuropeco rolled 2 12-sided dice:
11, 6
Total: 17 (2-24)
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Posted: Mon Oct 28, 2013 5:17 pm
Gale whooo
Hp: 40 / 60
Chrg: 2 / 3
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kuropeco rolled 2 12-sided dice:
10, 10
Total: 20 (2-24)
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Posted: Mon Oct 28, 2013 5:18 pm
Gale whooo
Hp: 30 / 60
Chrg: 3 / 3
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Eight rolled 2 12-sided dice:
4, 11
Total: 15 (2-24)
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Posted: Mon Oct 28, 2013 5:20 pm
Candace watched suspiciously as one by one everyone climbed out of the sand in some way or another. She eyed them closely. No bugs..not on any of them. Stormy looked fine..Lance, too.. Dakota! "DAKOTA! Oh, baby! Dakota!" She cried, throwing herself at the man just before the sands began to sink. Again. Candace gasped and held him tighter until-- "s**t!"She released him, quickly going in to strike at the damn thing. No. No. They were going home, damnit! HP: 56/60 Damage done: 9 Charge: 3/3; 0/3 spent
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kuropeco rolled 8 4-sided dice:
3, 1, 2, 3, 1, 4, 3, 1
Total: 18 (8-32)
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Posted: Mon Oct 28, 2013 5:20 pm
Gale whooo
Hp: 20 / 60
Chrg: 1 / 2 spent
Dmg to Titan: 15 + 8 (from Lance) = 23
Total Titan Dmg: 40
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medigel rolled 7 4-sided dice:
3, 1, 1, 1, 3, 3, 3
Total: 15 (7-28)
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Posted: Mon Oct 28, 2013 5:25 pm
The earth spat him back out again around the time he was sure he'd be a goner. Jack sat up far too fast, his nerves frayed and his lungs coughing out sand and imaginary bugs. Just in time to see the worms too. And the fire. Gotta be shitting me.
(( We must strike hard, friend! )) Owain wanted to smother his partner with relieved affection that they made it out okay, but for now, it was vented into spirited cheering. (( Go, I am ready! ))
Man, he wished he had that kind of fire power, though.
Seeing Finn and the chick from swimming take a few for the team, he seized his chance. Gritting his teeth, Jack barreled through the fire, the normal instinctive fear of being burned washed out by both adrenaline and the fact that he had already almost died once and frankly wasn't overthinking it at the moment. The zweihander's symbols lit up and he found it much easier to swing, burning an arc through part of the creature before backing off.
And dropping his weapon because--"Jesus ******** shields didn't help against Fear-charged heat.
HP: 16 (6 defense from Finn and America, ty guys!)
Damage: 19 (Y2 BC + 7 off Lance)
Attack on Titan: 3/5 Fear Charges successful
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Enoh Love rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 8
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Oct 28, 2013 5:25 pm
Ripley set Abbi back down once they were closer to the rest of the group, and from there listened to the instructions. Charged attack...that sounded familiar, though he had yet to try it out himself. Okay, seemed easy enough...all he had to do was attack once more, right?
A gruff noise in the back of his mind, from a certain weapon of his, confirmed his suspicions. With a twist he brought Wilhelm down on a nearby fold of the giant centipede.
HP: 30/40
Target: bug dude
Charge: 3/3
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