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Leipir rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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 Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 12:52 pm
Soulcrusher kept running, not paying attention to the pack behind him. He was determined to win this thing! The wind through his fur, the sun on his back... the wound on the stomach beginning to bother him again.... He wasn't sure how much longer he would last.
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 12:53 pm
 With an attempt to climb back on the Tauros, the annoyed pokemon shook Bug off knocking her down to the ground. Muttering a few curses under her breath, she put a hand on the pokemon and began leading it back towards the path.
"I guess we should get back to camp," she grumbled, cringing at the bruises on her knees and elbows.
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 12:54 pm
 [[ |D Sorry guys. I keep getting distracted in drawing this picture. xD;; ]]
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 12:55 pm
((Lets just say SoulCrusher pwned, da end rofl ))
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 12:55 pm
The healer seemed confuse. "...you are a professional fighter?" He scratched the back of his head. "Nyaah...I don't get it...and why shouldn't you be proud?" Looks at his scars, most of them from unwillingness hurt pokemon that needed treatment, while others were from his own persian's tantrums, the rest were from fighting other humans, but he normally disagreed with fighting unless purely necessary. Yet, he carried a katana with him, how much did that say for him.
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 12:56 pm
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 12:57 pm
((Liam is so pissed at Ridley and Lamen XDDD Especially Ridley, since Soulcrusher is injured.))
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 12:57 pm
Soon enough, Soulcrusher's earlier wound started to wear on him and he bellowed a pained "Tauros!", his legs buckling, pace slowing. "Soulcrusher, what's wrong?" Ridley sat up, lessening the pressure on Soulcrusher's flanks. The Tauros turned, getting out of the way and slowing to a halt, shaking himself, his underside beginning to hurt from where the flamethrower had struck. Ridley slid off of him, hurrying to his head to give him a few of the berries he'd swiped from Liam when he'd gone through his pockets.
"Is that better, 'crusher?" he asked worriedly, stroking his nose. He started to lead the Pokemon back, his pleasure replaced by worry for the injured Pokemon.
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 12:58 pm
((Aw crud I missed the race. XP Oh well.))
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 12:58 pm
((So da race is ovah? O: ))
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Mythee rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 5
Total: 9 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 12:58 pm
 ((xDDD Just drop out once you want to- you don't need to heed the rolls if you want to drop out.))
Annoyed and embarrassed at having fallen behind his opponent and at all of his attacks missing their targets, Mattress charged forwards, furious. He commanded SoulCrusher, desperate. Oh, so that is what the human on his back had been saying. Oops.
Determined to catch up with the other Tauros, he launched himself forwards with a Tackle.
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 12:58 pm
"I never said it was professional...of course it is legal and everyone is safe, you know to the extent they can in a fight, and well fighting isn't really what people should do...it is because of fights that so much turmoil is caused, and I am in a field where the only thing to do is fight...what could that say about me..." She sighed leaning against the Tauros once more. She was looking to the persian beside him now. "Interesting jewel it has..."
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 1:01 pm
 Lenne stood off to the side, away from area of the race, but close enough to see the winner.
"We never would have caught up..." She mumbled to herself.
Piper had taken a seat up a rather large oak tree and sat on one of the branches, staring out far, to check for any incoming people or pokemon.
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 1:02 pm
Leikkun Soon enough, Soulcrusher's earlier wound started to wear on him and he bellowed a pained "Tauros!", his legs buckling, pace slowing. "Soulcrusher, what's wrong?" Ridley sat up, lessening the pressure on Soulcrusher's flanks. The Tauros turned, getting out of the way and slowing to a halt, shaking himself, his underside beginning to hurt from where the flamethrower had struck. Ridley slid off of him, hurrying to his head to give him a few of the berries he'd swiped from Liam when he'd gone through his pockets.
"Is that better, 'crusher?" he asked worriedly, stroking his nose. He started to lead the Pokemon back, his pleasure replaced by worry for the injured Pokemon.
((Oh, oops. Didn't see that. xD;; Let's say this happens now... ))
Mattress was about to hit him! His aim was perfect- STOP SKID SKID SKID. With a dramatic stumbled and sharp turn in his course, the Tauros went off target-on purpose. Because Soulcrusher had suddenly stopped running.
He asked, indignation in his "Rooos!"-ing;
"UUuuugh." Lamen fell off Mattress, completely spent. The ground was still. Oh so thankfully still.
Concerned for the human, Mat bowed his head in confusion, and then mooed apologetically.
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 1:04 pm
Liam glanced up when Ridley began leading the pokemon over, eying him, not looking happy in the least. Sending the rocket a cold look, he glanced over to give Lamen the same before getting up, brushing off.
"Now that you've proceeded to further LAME his pokemon, I would be quite happy if you would take three large steps backward." He said coolly, crouching by the pokemon to take a look at the damage. Berries couldn't heal everything, and the wound looked irritated with all the running they had done. Growling, the healer rested back on his haunches. He didn't have enough medical tape to wrap up the tauros' belly (you crazy? can you imagine how much tape that would be?) however he didn't think it was necessary. Instead, he took one of the potions out of his bag, glancing up at Ridley again.
"If you could find me a wet washcloth that might be nice. Ice might be nice too."
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