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Bouquet of Diamonds rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 3
Total: 6 (2-12)
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 Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 12:58 pm
Quote: Rastin attacks BUREAUCRAT BOTS!a bot closes down on you. You point out a nearby lightbulb that's out, and ask if that infringes on any conducts. The bot immediately goes off on Safety Violation #90234, and demands to know who the project manager is, tightening their grip. Take 2 damage, take 1 damage each roll until support power is used.
"Hey, there's a light bulb out over there, does that break any rules?" He growled, eyeing the bot while it glanced over to take a look. He expected it to let him go shortly after so he could flee, but the tightening of it's grip told him otherwise.
"WHO IS THE PROJECT MANAGER?" It rumbled, it's head tilting as it asked.
"How the ******** should I know?" Rastin retorted, wincing as his arm was clenched even further. If that left even the tiniest of bruises, this robot would be losing it's ******** head. HP: 18/20 - 2 HP (Taking 1 extra dmg per roll until a support power is used from this post forward) 3 damage dealt
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Bouquet of Diamonds rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 4
Total: 10 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 1:04 pm
Quote: Rastin attacks BUREAUCRAT BOTS!you bombard the bot with compliments regarding its impeccable handwriting skills. It's head vibrates. You continue to lather it in compliments- those forms are so well organised and immaculate, it must be such hard work, your writing utensils are so precise!- until it literally vibrates the screws out of it's metallic skull and falls apart. Take 1 damage for being ingenuine.
"Can I say, erm, your organizational skills are impeccable!" He exclaimed, his knuckles turning white as he spoke. "And I absolutely adore the way your write on those forms! You could do so well as a scribe somewhere far away from here!"
The bot turned, it's neck already starting to shake. Rastin leaned as far as he could with the death grip he was still under and gulped. Please don't light him on fire, please don't light him on fire. He took a deep breath.
"I'm... Honored that you would take me aside just to show me how well you do your job." He said, this time with a hint of... Affection? Was that what you felt when you complimented someone? He scrunched his face up in thought, only to shriek as the robot's skull came undone and bits of metal came shooting toward his face. ... Well, that had gotten the job done.
Except for this damn robotic hand still latched onto his arm.
"Great, now I need to find a wrench or something to PRY THIS DAMN THING OFF OF ME." He grumbled.HP: 16/20 - 2 HP (Taking 1 extra dmg per roll until a support power is used because of this post) 4 damage dealt
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Bouquet of Diamonds rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 4
Total: 10 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 1:33 pm
Quote: Rastin attacks BUREAUCRAT BOTS!you bombard the bot with compliments regarding its impeccable handwriting skills. It's head vibrates. You continue to lather it in compliments- those forms are so well organised and immaculate, it must be such hard work, your writing utensils are so precise!- until it literally vibrates the screws out of it's metallic skull and falls apart. Take 1 damage for being ingenuine.
"Hi, how are you? What do I need to sign?" He heaved, tapping the papers.
The robot gave a slight head-tilt toward Rastin, it's vacant stare somehow conveying confusion, and instantly fell apart. Rastin let the metal bits clang against his face, blinked twice, and scoffed.
"Well, it was nice talking to you, too." He said. HP: 14/20 - 2 HP (Taking 1 extra dmg per roll until a support power is used because of this post) 4 damage dealt
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Bouquet of Diamonds rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 6
Total: 9 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 1:37 pm
Quote: Rastin attacks BUREAUCRAT BOTS!a bot closes down on you. You point out a nearby lightbulb that's out, and ask if that infringes on any conducts. The bot immediately goes off on Safety Violation #90234, and demands to know who the project manager is, tightening their grip. Take 2 damage, take 1 damage each roll until support power is used.
Then, he turned a corner and immediately spotted a Bureaucrat Bot standing at the end of the hall. He quickly spun on his heel and moved to sprint away, only to be tugged harshly backward by the bot. He bit his lip, growled, and glared at the bot.
"What do you want? I'm trying to find a place to sit down and eat!" He exclaimed, flailing at the bot. "Do you know where that is, or where a sign for one is?"
"SIGNS ARE POSTED AT THE FRONT OF THE BUILDING." The robot replied.
"And nowhere else?" Rastin asked.
"AFFIRMATIVE." Nodded the robot.
"That's about the most absurd thing I have ever heard." Rastin grumbled.HP: 11/20 - 3 HP (Taking 1 extra dmg per roll until a support power is used because of this post) 6 damage dealt
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DraconicFeline rolled 2 4-sided dice:
1, 1
Total: 2 (2-8)
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 1:58 pm
Quote: Sephos Arbola HP: 22/40 Damage to Beurobots: 1 Damage Taken: 4 1 damage each roll until support power used  Novice Support B Trinket: (Charge 2/3, 0/1 per battle) On a 1, 2 or 3, heal another troll by a quarter of their max hp, on a 4 heal them by their max hp HP FIXED BECAUSE THE STATUS EFFECT DOESN'T STACK :p Maku was not taking any more chances with this crap. He was annoyed with robots, and for a being as patient as he was, annoyance did not come easily. Clearly, bureaucracy and nature were not meant to be friends. Essentially, the moment he saw a robot, he tossed it aside. He didn't wait to find out what kind of robot it was, he didn't wait to be told his actions were UNAUTHORISED (whatever that meant), he just tossed them away. It was easier that way. Sephos nestled into the floral mane, taking deep breaths of the sweet scents of flowers to calm himself. Finally, he looked up. And blinked. Wait, was that Rastin? He squinted. It had to be. "That way, Maku." he said, nudging the treebeast (not that Maku could feel anything through his bark, but Maku got the message.)
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DraconicFeline rolled 2 4-sided dice:
4, 2
Total: 6 (2-8)
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 2:00 pm
Quote: Sephos Arbola HP: 20/40 Damage to Beurobots: 2 Damage Taken: 2 1 damage each roll until support power used Novice Support B Trinket: (Charge 2/3, 0/1 per battle) On a 1, 2 or 3, heal another troll by a quarter of their max hp, on a 4 heal them by their max hp Sephos scrambled down, relieved to see a troll he knew, who was also not a damned robot. He wiped at the tears staining his face and he climbed down. "Ras..." he stopped. "Why've you..." he snuffled for a moment, "Why've you got two robot arms attached to you?" he asked. "YOUR PRESENCE INFRINGES UPON SECTION 4921zzbbbbbfasdfksssshhhhh PLEASE adfjafglllllrg..." It was a badly damaged bot, but it was looking at him and... "NO!" Sephos half-screamed, "YOUR PRESENCE INFRINGES UPON... whatever that was!" The tension in his body was back now, and it was vibrating painfully with overwhelming feelings of stress. He gasped for a few moments, face flushed and dark, shocked at his own voice and too full of stress to say anything more. And then the robot exploded. He stared at it in shock, then in horror. "Wh... what?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 2:29 pm
Rastin spun around the instant that he heard Sephos' voice and punched the robot holding him straight in the face. The robot fell to the ground, stunned by the blow, and quickly fell to pieces while Rastin darted to protect his smaller friend from another, far more damaged robot. He lunged forward, right onto his knees, and unclasped his cloak to use as a shield from the explosion. It didn't work as well as he'd hoped it would, but the singes on the purple cloth told him that it could have been far worse. He let it linger around his shoulders and raised the least damaged sleeve to wipe at Sephos' face.
"Are you alright? I'm sorry that we got separated, I should have stayed with you!" He gasped, placing his hands on Sephos' shoulder. "It's going to be okay. Try to stay calm. I hate these things just as much as you do."
He paused, taking another moment to look Sephos over, and shook his head.
"After this is over, I'll make us both a pot of tea and we can relax at my house." He said. "I promise."
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purplerosesbeauty rolled 2 4-sided dice:
2, 3
Total: 5 (2-8)
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 2:41 pm
Poeias Claudy & Lanata
HP: 37/40
It doesn't take much to make Poe cry. Having the bureaucrat bots corner him in a hallway and drag him away, only to tie him up in a chair with literal red tape and question him mercilessly... was definitely one that easily brought him to tears. His lusus charged behind them, knocking them over, but with her hooved feet the woolbeast wasn't much help in freeing him from this predicament. With some careful movements he managed to break the tape with his robotic limb, but he still felt the sting of the tape even after he had removed it... ouch.
Poe dealt 3 damage to the bureaubots.
-1 HP per roll until support artifact is used
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DraconicFeline rolled 2 4-sided dice:
1, 4
Total: 5 (2-8)
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 2:47 pm
Quote: Sephos Arbola HP: 16/40 Damage to Beurobots: 4 Damage Taken: 4 1 damage each roll until support power used Novice Support B Trinket: (Charge 2/3, 0/1 per battle) On a 1, 2 or 3, heal another troll by a quarter of their max hp, on a 4 heal them by their max hp Sephos was shaking again. Sephos was shaking and the simple kindness of Rastin running in to protect him, and wiping his face, and asking if he was all right... It was like being home and safe and not here in this horrible metal desert place for a brief moment. Just one brief moment. And, in that moment, the wave of emotion passed, leaving him... exhausted. He bit his lip as his eyes stung again with dark green tears. "I don't know..." he said, leaning into Rastin's touch a little. "I guess, I mean, I am, I think I'm okay..." His voice was warbly with fatigue and pain (he was injured? Oh. He was. A small scratch. Or two. It was nothing. That wasn't the kind of pain that was important right now.) His hand grabbed a piece of robe and squeezed it before letting it go. He nodded. He'd just been thinking about how much he wanted to be back home, drinking tea in silence with Rastin under the trees. "I'd... like that..." he said. In the meantime, Maku saw another robot approaching them. With an angry HARRRUUUMPH! he picked it up and smashed it into the ground with a metallic clang. He brought the scorched wood of his grasper away as it twitched and sparked. The treebeast stared at it for a little bit, to make sure it wasn't going to get up again, and then shook out his hand. These metallic creatures were horrible things indeed.
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purplerosesbeauty rolled 2 4-sided dice:
1, 2
Total: 3 (2-8)
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 2:49 pm
Poeias Claudy & Lanata
HP: 33/40
Free from the grasp of the bureaubots, Poe ran with his lusus, trying to stay away from their slinking metal tube arms that seemed able to grab everything in sight. The bots grabbed Lanata, pulling her away from him. The bots all seemed to be muttering about unauthorized volunteer behavioral conduct that he and somehow his lusus were doing. "No!" he cried, and chased after her. Surely the bots detaining his lusus was some kind of illegal move. He kicked at them until they released her. He probably just made them madder but he wasn't going to stand by while they attacked him and his mama!
Poe dealt 2 damage to the bureaubots.
-1 HP per roll until support artifact is used
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KitsuneAura rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 3
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 4:35 pm
Etsali steps onto the battlefield! HP: 18/20 (take 1 damage each roll until support power is used) Damage: 4 Etsali's first thought as the wall of bureaucrat bots rounded the corner and began to move through to block the work going on around her was that somehow they knew. Her bag was full of a jumble of stolen papers and materials and, though she'd been so careful, they knew. Had she messed up a report somewhere? Counted more material given than she'd let them have? Less? They were holding up the drones and workers, too, so maybe they didn't know who exactly had taken it yet. There was still time for a getaway.
Or there had been until the metal hand closed around her arm and squeezed. Gritting her teeth and forcing the corners of her mouth up into the nearest approximation of a smile that she could manage just in case those worked on robots, Etsali fished for another way out. "You're right, completely right. Those lightbulbs over there are completely against code of conduct. I've been complaining for nights." When it started a spiel about violations, she thought she might have hit on something, but then that grip tightened even further.
Well. She'd tried it the talking way. Her free hand tugged a kunai from its pouch and she wasted no time stabbing down at the joints of the bot's elbow, trying to pry it apart at what might hopefully be a weak point. This was not going to be easy to get out of. She turned her head and raised her voice. "Uhhh, Ardais? Perore? You busy!?" She didn't even know if they were around but she sure hoped so.
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Gl!tch~ rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 3
Total: 9 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 4:41 pm
Luxara attacks the Bureaubots!HP: 39/40 DMG: 3 +2 =5 Agility B Artifact: 2/2 Defense B Trinket: 2/2 Support A Trinket: 2/2 Support B Artifact: 1/1 Ets? Luxara looked up. Her friend's voice, unexpected, probably scared? It had been a while since they had seen each other. She turned and looked for her orangeblood friend. Luxara's brows furrowed. There was definitely 'Faithe', caught by? A robot? What in the hell? First rogue scientists, now this. Nothing could ever be easy.
She ran on over. Etsali's stabbing efforts weren't helping much. They might need to take a different approach. If not violence, then... Peikoe!
Luxara leaned in, clapping a hand on Etsali's shoulder while her gaze was on the robot. "Hey there, buddy. You're looking like you're in fine shape, and you are doing a great job with those forms. Heck, were you programmed with that nice writing style or did you pick it up yourself? Lovely. Now, how about you give my friend her violation paperwork and call it a night?"
And then its head fell off. She looked at Etsali's arm. "Please tell me it can't keep up that kinda grip after it's dead."
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Gl!tch~ rolled 4 6-sided dice:
2, 5, 1, 5
Total: 13 (4-24)
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 4:44 pm
Luxara attacks the Bureaubots!HP: 39/40 DMG: 6 +2 =8 Agility B Artifact: 1/2 Defense B Trinket: 2/2 Support A Trinket: 2/2 Support B Artifact: 1/1 Even after her momentary success, more bots came on in. "This is ridiculous," Luxara muttered. Time to pull out her crossbow. "Who's ready for a robot war, eh?" she asked of her companion as she started lining shots. If anything, she had the excuse that they were keeping trolls from doing their jobs. Also, injuries. So, Luxara felt no guilt taking the robots out.
"Man," she said as she reloaded, "who even sent these things?"
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KitsuneAura rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 4
Total: 8 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 4:50 pm
Ets attacks the bureaubots HP: 16/20 (1 damage each roll until support power is used and the flames are put out.) Damage: 5 "It can't keep up that kinda grip after it's dead," Etsali echoed obligingly, pausing for just a second in her attempt at freeing herself to admire the way Luxara had complimented the thing's head off. She kicked the head towards the other bots and then let her friend get in between her and them, turning her attention back to her arm. "Except, you know, for the part where it apparently can." It was completely unfair but somehow the robot was still standing, grip tight even though it had lost its head.
She snorted, bit down on a laugh. The robot had lost its head.
"Oh man, I'm in for the robot war. Let me just- Maybe if I-" She pressed a boot to the robot's side, pulled with all her might, and finally crashed to the floor as her arm slipped free. She rolled to avoid the bot falling on top of her, then hopped back up. "Alright, so that worked. Guess it does slack up some after a bit of...oh, hey there." One of them had gotten past Luxara somehow, was getting up in her space, and she only just barely avoided the swipe of its hand.
"I'm starting to feel a little crowded here. That's a violation, you know, said it right in the pamphlet. No overcrowding the work area." She didn't bother to hide the grin as the bot paused to consider that, but it slowly died away as she began to hear a clicking. What was it doing now? Had the other done that before its head fell off? The explosion came before she could quite remember the answer, a burst of fire practically right in her face.
The orangeblood fell back with a shriek.
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quite uneventful rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 1
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 5:04 pm
Quote: If you roll a 4, you are ensnared by a bot. You cleverly ask if their presence infringes section 4921 of conduct B234G43, addressing overcrowding in dangerous working conditions. The bot stands there, motionless, for a long moment, making mechanical noises. It explodes, shooting flames into your face. Take 1 dmg, and 1 damage each roll until support power is used and the flames are put out.
Forera dealt 2 damage to the Bureaubots. The tealblood almost smacked a hand over his mouth as he began to speak, glancing over the room and realizing it was empty. Later she'd have to destroy any cameras, just in case they heard that. She was finally starting to get comfortable here...! It was alright though, as Poe was naturally a clumsy clumsball. Forera grinned. "What'cha talkin' 'bout, Poe. How could'a ya forgotten Perore? I'm like, the best blueblood ever." She said with a giggle, almost teasingly. Glancing at the information he had, the tealblood blinked before nodding. She had hers in her duffel bag, somewhere. She'd have to figure that out. Maybe it'd be her big break, or something.
Forera let out a loud, boisterous laugh at his pun, wiggling her fingers excitedly. "Maybe if we punch it! Or somethin'. That always works for me! It's a husktop after all, doesn't it work by punchin' in letters or somethin'?" Forera murmured thoughtfully, glancing at the screen. She didn't really mess with husktops much anyways...
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As Forera strode out of the computer area with more of a confident stride than anything. Though she knew the bots were still up and at'm, and in a split second decided that enough was enough. They needed to keep at it, knock 'em down and clear their workspace considering how little time they had left to work on the space elevator thing. Spotting her team from afar, the tealblood decided to head over and join them, seeing Etsali getting wrapped up(ha ha) with some bots. She knew how that was! "Hey gals, ya'll need some--"
And then suddenly there was fire.
Forera screeched, vivid memories coursing through her mind as she fell back and remembered the feeling of flames taking over her body, her torso and upper body still having several burn scars that hadn't completely healed over. Forera freaked out some, realizing that her jumpsuit had caught fire and releasing another scream of fear as she struggled to pat or punch it out. "F-FIRE, FIRE PLEASE!" Forera screeched, punching it helplessly-- Something that didn't help her sore arms.
HP: 8 - 1 - 1 = 6 HP
Military Level Gauntlets
Adept Agility Style B Artifact (0)
Novice Offensive Style B Trinket (3)
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