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Eight rolled 3 10-sided dice:
3, 8, 9
Total: 20 (3-30)
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 Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2012 5:51 pm
She just...she couldn't fight in these pants. She really couldn't.
HP: 37/50
Total defeated: 0
Charge: 0/3; 0/2
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kalindara rolled 3 8-sided dice:
1, 3, 8
Total: 12 (3-24)
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2012 5:57 pm
Davey laughed. It wasn't often that people tried to blackmail him by threatening harm against themselves. Eva was one of the few who actually cared if he was injured or not as well.
"I'm doing my best," he told her, before switching his attention back to the fight. If things got bad enough, he'd follow her example and switch to total defense. In the meantime, maybe even the weak poison currently coating Azrael could make a difference.
... So of course he missed entirely. One of the creatures latched onto his arm, biting in an attempt to make him drop the sword (or to just eat his arm, Davey wasn't sure which). He kicked the undead thing off, thankfully retaining his grip on Azrael. However, the poison charge was gone.
Back to square one. Though a lot worse for wear.
HP: 9/40
Defeated: 0
Total Defeated: 11
Weapon Charge: 0/3
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Syusaki rolled 3 8-sided dice:
2, 6, 4
Total: 12 (3-24)
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2012 6:01 pm
Out of nowhere, a dark-haired girl (Ofelia)—Wilson would have liked to take off his mask to get a better look at her, but he was uh, sort of busy—ran in with a charged attack, yelling. He was glad for her arrival, startling as it had been. “Thanks!” Wilson attempted another swipe at the next wave of undeads, but found his hits to only be useful in keeping them at boy. The trainee grumbled. “Davey, how are you ho—Davey!” He attempted to make his way toward him, but only managed to attract even more of the zombies. Wilson grumbled even more as he attempted to kick a couple of them away.
HP: 30/40
Hollows taken out: 0
Total Hollows: 12
Charge: 2/3
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2012 6:06 pm
At last the combined efforts of all the trainees managed to stave off most of the undead, who were slowly trickling away, leaving everyone with another moment's respite. All-in-all it they weren't particularly dangerous, not to mention it was probably every single adolescent man's dream to smash hordes of zombies: in fact short of the questionable outfit, the exercise seemed relatively tame.
A few seconds later, and the last of the Fear-infested masses had disappeared, literally dissolving into the flat, grey ground. It was silent again.
Allan seemed rather disappointed again at the lack of things to smash into submission, broadsword hoisted across one shoulder - for those more observant, they would have noticed it somehow had changed colour, from a steel white to a rather charming black. "All right all right, all shinigami, it is time for the CAPTAIN REPORT."
A couple of blank stares.
The Sun Leader exchanged glances with Simon, shrugging, as if to say 'They dont know?'. This problem was quickly corrected. "I'm your taichou right," he elaborated, swinging his sword a little too close to some trainees in his moment of emphasis, "You gotta count how many Hollows you slew and report to me. After the Hollows pass away, their souls go back to Soul Society, where they can be at peace with the world again and rest peacefully." He didn't wait for a retort. "All right, starting with you, report your name, rank, and number of Hollows abolished go go go!"
Allan randomly pointed at the person closest to him, which could have been any of the people standing next to Eva. A Captain's Report - Everyone needs to report their name, "rank", and kill count.
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2012 6:12 pm
Breathing heavily, Deryk took a moment to double over and catch his breath, then looked up at the leader of this mission. He was really into this Bleach stuff. Once he recovered, he straightened up and realized he was being pointed at to give off his status report.
"Uh.. Bond. Deryk Bond. Killed 18. Death Trainee."
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2012 6:15 pm
Rep stood in the empty silence, trying very hard to ignore the aches and pains that were starting to emerge already through the adrenaline and tried instead to focus on the charge Tracey was currently carrying, it was so tempting to use it and took all his effort to keep a lid on it.
He snorted and instead blinked as the Leader barked something about a captain report. What the s**t was a captain report?
At least he'd been keeping some vague semblance of a count going. He wouldn't be a true man if he didn't have his epeen count to compare, even in the midst of an emotional rampage. He frowned, numbers wise it didn't sound that impressive, but he'd been keeping back his charge, holding it back to give him more rage to work with.
"Rep. Sun Trainee. ******** up 16 of the bastards." he shrugged apologetically.
((HP - 17
Mobs Killed - --
Mob tally - 16
Charge 3/3 ))
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2012 6:15 pm
She had gotten zombie ick on her "uniform" Sydney noticed, scowling as she tried to shake the wet spot dry.
"Sydney Lowe, Mist trainee, eleven, sir--tai... cho," she said quietly, not sure if she was heard or not, but really, it was soaking wet and she wasn't sure HOW.
That was disturbing.
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2012 6:23 pm
Holstering his guns, Simon brought out a package of bandages, "If anyone should need healing, please approach and take one in an orderly fashion." He was careful not to let Allan see the box. He'd approached the Life division about getting a new set, but they insisted they go through the old ones first. Those noting the Pokemon design of the bandages may find themselves with an odd sense of both relief and foreboding. Maybe the Bleach cosplay wasn't that bad, considering the alternatives.
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2012 6:26 pm
After Davey shook off the undead thing, Eva looked very tempted to grab his sleeve and jerk him backwards and out of any potential danger...but fortunately, it appeared that that wasn't necessary. She stared blankly at the spot where one of the monsters had been standing moments ago, but her head jerked up when she heard Allan suddenly speak up from nearby. Had he been around them this whole time? She glanced over to her side.
Oh. He was standing beside her--OH GEEZ.
The hand that wasn't hanging onto Otto shot out to grab Davey, and she jerked them both back when the sun hunter decided that swinging that sword of his was a good idea. She didn't even have time to recover when he suddenly pointed at her (...maybe her? In her general direction, at least) and demanded...something.
There was a moment of pause as she processed his request.
"Oh. Er. Eva Valente, Death trainee. Took out...23 of them, I think."
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2012 6:27 pm
The Intermediate Misty might have been in a better mood of this whole thing hadn't reminded him of when he first woke. All that acid and blindness and -he shuddered. Before thought he was over that. He'd been through worse hadn't he?
Oh silly Before. The worst is yet to come. Vanna attempted to comfort him to little success.
When their "tie chow" started asking for figures, Before didn't feel particularly eager to share his dismal kill count. "Before. Intermediate Mist. Only 20." He'd stopped when Vanna had enough FEAR in her to release a charge, figuring the others were doing a good enough job of it. He was a Misty. This was a Sunny's job.
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2012 6:32 pm
Oh dear, how long was this entire game going to go on? Even Cass was kind of getting weary of it, but she didn't fuss too much with it. Reports? Oh man, she didn't have a pen on h- oh, he meant an oral report. Right. Never the less, hearing Before refer to his kill count as 'only' 20 kind of made her feel like she should have killed more things.
Still, she stood up tall when it came to be her turn to report;
"Taichou! Cassandra Norris, Mist Division- Unseated. I killed 20 of the Hollows!" she tried to not play around too much with her minimal bleach-knowledge, however, and left it at that, grinning. However, she heard Simon mention bandages and..there was something about Bandages and this place she wasn't so sure about...
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2012 6:36 pm
"Jordan Miller, Intermediate Sun. 16." He really should have been able to take down more of them. Maybe next time.
No sense not taking a bandage, since they were being offered. He took one from the box with a quiet thanks to Simon. ... Pokemon bandages? That seemed out of place with the ... current ... okay, maybe the costume and weirdness wasn't so bad.
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2012 6:39 pm
Rin followed both Reps gaze and the issued orders. Good thing she'd kept count.
"Rin Alder. Moon Division. At least fifteen sir." She practically barked her words. Only barely resisting the urge to lie about her numbers lest someone called her on it and she found herself with a bullet in her head instead of a large pikachu bandage on her cheek.
((HP - 40
Total - 15 'Hallows'
Charge - 3/3))
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2012 6:46 pm
Something still seemed wrong to the misty, and she headed for the bandages as soon as they were offered, getting her heals on. That whole shaking thing... The conversation with the Caelius man from earlier...
This wasn't finished, she didn't think. Either way, better safe than sorry.
Izy muttered.
Hush, Izy, just go with the flow.
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2012 6:50 pm
Dakota had been so enticed with Chama that he had lost his chance to rack up the kills for the "Hallows". Blanching he came forward with a sigh.
"Allan-Taicho, 6 Killed, Dakota Rainstar of the Moon Division sir." He shifted in the robe before sighing again.
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