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Gl!tch~ rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 2
Total: 6 (2-12)
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 Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 5:05 pm
Luxara is attacking the bureaubots!HP: 38/40 DMG: 2 +2 =4 Agility B Artifact: 1/2 Defense B Trinket: 2/2 Support A Trinket: 1/2 Support B Artifact: 1/1 "HOLY s**t!" Luxara fell back, arms raised to protect her already-rather-protected face. As she fell to the floor, she felt arm. She opened her eyes, seeing that her arms, too, were on fire. The sleeves, anyway. Luxara moved quickly to pat the flames out before they burned through and left more scars on her limbs. After they were nothing but singes, she didn't bother to check the damage. She rushed over to Forera. The greenblood pushed her sleeves over her hands, and used them like imprompru oven mitts to kill the flames.
"Shh, shh..." Luxara soothed when they were out. "They're gone, they're gone, it's gonna be okay." Luxara pulled out her trinket and applied to where Forera had been burned. "We'll get through this. Okay?"
She looked over at Etsali. "Et...Faithe! Are you okay?!"
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KitsuneAura rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 2
Total: 4 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 5:32 pm
ets is on fire again HP: 13/20 Damage: 3 The only answer Etsali could manage at first was a groan. Her face was hot and sticky with blood, her jacket singed, and she was shaking as she managed to push herself up into a sitting position. Concern for Forera and Luxara registered, but she was still dazed from the explosion and everything dimmed in relation to momentarily reliving her own traumatic experiences with fire. One hand fumbled for her bag, reaching for the mask she'd kept there before she caught herself. 'I don't want to die without my mask' had been a thought for then, not now, and she was okay. Everything was going to be okay.
"I'm alright," She reached up to her face, flinched as her fingers brushed the cut above her eyebrow. That accounted for all the blood, then. "Think a bit of the metal nicked me, but the fire's out." She tugged herself up to her feet, took a moment to steady herself, and then grunted as a sudden force sent her sprawling backwards again. This time she landed in a chair instead of the floor, and that was baffling enough that she didn't push out in time to avoid the red tape being wrapped around to tie her down.
"Not okay! Changed my mind, not okay!"
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quite uneventful rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 3
Total: 9 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 5:46 pm
Quote: If you roll a 6, 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 in genuine.
Forera dealt 4 damage to the Bureaubots. Forera was soon being patted down, and after a few moments of disorientation, she focused on Luxara's voice, feeling herself finally calm down somewhat. She let out a choked sob before clenching her teeth, steeling herself, and wiping her unshed tears hastily. She needed to get over it, fire wouldn't affect her too bad, only if she'd let it get to her. A quick glance at Luxara shared her silent appreciation, offering her an unreadable smile. She felt a lot stronger now, safer even, and felt thankful for the heal on top of all that. "Thanks. Really." She stated, getting up and looking around for Etsali-- Aha, there she was! "I'm comin', wait a sec!" She exclaimed, hurrying over and watching the bots begin to gang up on Etsali-- "Hey, did ya'll organize these forms? 'Cause they look real done up and nice lookin'!" She continued with her words of praise until one of them literally dismantled in front of her, falling apart at the seams. Forera offered Etsali a big thumbs up!
HP: 16 - 1 = 15 HP
Military Level Gauntlets
Adept Agility Style B Artifact (0)
Novice Offensive Style B Trinket (3)
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penemueIntuition rolled 2 4-sided dice:
1, 3
Total: 4 (2-8)
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 5:48 pm
Mahmud HADILL SESHAT is fighting the BUREAUCRAT BOTSIT STILL HAD HER BABY IT STILL HAD HER BABYYYYY!
Bless his soul, Mahmud was at least fighting back this time now. Instead of just screaming and crying, the boy was starting to flail and kick around. Her sweet baby was a struggler. Of course, after some time he seemed to get the hint that the robot couldn't accept "Let me down right now" as a command until the paperwork was filled out... the paperwork that didn't exist. So he shouted some instructions to his mother, which she was happy to oblige.
Basically, she shoved her beak into the stretchy joint area that connected the arm to the shoulder and stretched open as wide as she could (which is not very far). Soon as she wrenched it up, her son stuck a few fingers in there and began to dug around, hoping to pull out a wire or two.
HP: 26- 1 = 25
Damage dealt: 3 + 0 = 3
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Gl!tch~ rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 3
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 5:51 pm
Luxara is attacking the bureaubots!
HP: 35/40
DMG: 3 +2 =5
Agility B Artifact: 1/2
Defense B Trinket: 2/2
Support A Trinket: 1/2
Support B Artifact: 1/1
She exhaled some quiet relief. Luxara gave Forera thumbs up in lieu of being able to see her otherwise predictable expression. Onto business. Etsali sounded like she was having a time of it. The greenblood turned to see her orangeblood friend getting tied up in red tape of all things. Dang, these bots were serious!
Luxara watched Forera get on top of it though. Nice. Awesome! Teamwork! She got ready to join, but something caught her by the shoulder. "Hm?"
Her green gaze shifted to the side. Another bot, right next to her. Yipes! "Hey, uh." She pointed, at something, anything, that might distract the thing. "Do I need to fill any forms for bulbs on the fritz?"
It crunched her shoulder in response. Luxara winced. "I'll take that as a yes?" she wheezed out.
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KitsuneAura rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 1
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 5:52 pm
Ets attacks the bots one last time! HP:10/20 Damage: 2 Etsali's eyes were still watering from the blast and the situation at hand wasn't actually doing much to slow the process down. She managed to blink the tears back as the robots circled around her, binding her more and more tightly to the chair, and turned her head again to send a pleading look in Forera and Luxara's direction. Forera had made it back to her feet, it seemed, which was a good sign. An even better sign was that she was coming over, talking the robots down nice and easy. She tossed a few comments of her own in, about errors and things, and though they seemed to be working they also earned her a smack from a clipboard.
But then they were stopped and she could breathe a sigh of relief. A little wiggling let her stick her hand up where Rera could see it, and she returned the thumbs up as best she could. Think you could get me out of this?"Quote: will edit to respond to Luxara if needed! quite uneventful if you wanted to respond!
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penemueIntuition rolled 2 4-sided dice:
1, 3
Total: 4 (2-8)
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 6:01 pm
Mahmud HADILL SESHAT is fighting the BUREAUCRAT BOTSIt. Kept. Happeningggggggg.
Both mother and son were working hard trying to shut down this robot the best way they could; By reaching over into it and yanking at any wires they could. Apparently one wire pulled out made it lose its grip on the boy. Hadill was relieved.
All that relief went out the window though when the child screamed, ran, and tackled the robot's legs to the ground.
"COO! COO COO!"
Mahmud refused to listen to his mother, and instead just went full ham on the robot. Parts that could be yanked were yanked, faces that could be punched were punched. It used one hand to reach out and grab at the child, who yanked away from its grasp.
Loathe as she was to admit it, Harpommy felt really proud of her son.
HP: 22- 1 = 21
Damage dealt: 3 + 0 = 3
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penemueIntuition rolled 2 4-sided dice:
3, 1
Total: 4 (2-8)
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 6:16 pm
Mahmud HADILL SESHAT is fighting the BUREAUCRAT BOTSOkay maybe it was time to step in. After the initial burst of energy her son seemed to display, the child quickly lost steam. He was only a little troll, going against a troll made of metal without souls or any ways of feeling pain. There was only so many times a fist could smack against steel plate before it got sick and tired of doing so. She had to think of a distraction.
"Coo! Coo coo coo, coo coo!" Harpommy pointed up at the sky to a put out lightbulb, hoping the robot would get the point. "Coo?" At first it seemed to work. The hunk of metal stared up at the bulb and began spewing information about safety infractions. However, once Hadill tried to hop over to the two to pick up her son, the robot started screeching and grabbing at her child again. NOT AGAIN.
HP: 19- 1 = 18
Damage dealt: 1 + 0 = 1
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purplerosesbeauty rolled 2 4-sided dice:
1, 3
Total: 4 (2-8)
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 6:21 pm
Poeias Claudy & LanataHP: 29/40 He hadn't really had much opinions about the government and bureaucratic nonsense before he became a rebel, since he never spent much time in any professional official facilities before. Well, maybe he had dreams about being a soldier, but who didn't? Now though, as the bureaubots continued to harass him and his lusus, he found he really didn't like it. "Don't you have some, uh, paper to collate? Sorry, puns about paperwork aren't a staple joke of mine," he said, laughing nervously. They didn't seem to respond to his jokes with anything more than more forms for disorderly conduct! Were puns against the rules for robots? Poe dealt 3 damage to the bureaubots.
-1 HP per roll-------- Some other time... (with Forera) "Right! Perore, how could I forget..." he mumbled sheepishly. How embarrassing it was to almost blow his friend's cover like that because he couldn't think for a second before he spoke! He rubbed his neck and turned back to look at the husktop. Tilting his head to the side so he could see the screen, he began to log in. "I don't think its the same kind of punching, though that sounds like it would be the basis of a great joke! Let me see if I could think of one... uh, how about something like this? How did the boxer let their boss know they were there? They punched in! Or maybe, something else, I would need to think about it, to make sure it was a good joke," he said., frowning. If you punched technology, it usually broke, so that couldn't be how. His fingers slowly tapped on the keys, hunting and pecking his way through the sentences and strings of letters and numbers required to get to his criminal profile. "I'm not being too slow am I?" he asked, suddenly nervous that if he took too long, they'd be spotted and get arrested. "I mean, I don't want to be a slow-poe-ke!"
quite uneventful adds in a post for forera
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quite uneventful rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 5
Total: 10 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 6:24 pm
Quote: If you roll a 5, you fill out forms A5 through D7, but point out an error in continuity and a missing form in the papers. Steam spouts from the bot's head as it makes computerised whirring noises, slapping you with its clipboard before shutting down. Take 2 dmg.
Forera dealt 6 damage to the Bureaubots. - - - - - (poe time) - - - - -
Forera held back a giggle, shaking her head lightly-- She hadn't expected him to know her name anyways, she hadn't told many rebels she'd be coming along tonight in the first place. Aerona might've convinced some to hate her or something. She was not about to put up with that sort of bullshit, especially not when she was supposed to be undercover or whatever. Forera didn't try and give it much thought. "Your jokes are always the punniest, Poe!" The tealblood said with a grin, ruffling his hair again as she looked back up to the husktop and gave it a grimace. "You're not bein' slow, kid! I like watchin' techy stuff. Anguis was a huuuge geek about it back in the day." She was pretty sure they'd had a room for his husk top in their old hive, but she didn't remember anymore at this point. They had too many rooms! "And like, if anyone comes, I'll say yer a master hacker and said ya could probably hack into the bots through this ol' thing." Forera gave him a thumbs up. "If all else fails, I'll punch 'em and we get outta here." Forera grinned.
HP: 16 - 1 = 15 HP
Military Level Gauntlets
Adept Agility Style B Artifact (0)
Novice Offensive Style B Trinket (3)
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purplerosesbeauty rolled 2 4-sided dice:
1, 3
Total: 4 (2-8)
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 6:27 pm
Poeias Claudy & LanataHP: 25/40 Eventually they handed him a form to fill out to requisition the return of his lusus from the grasp of their extendable arms. They were long and confusing, and Poe quickly became frustrated to tears. "Why don't you just let her go?" he complained, handing them some quickly scribbled in forms, hoping they would be just as confused and he could get Lanata back. It would be much easier to just kick them. They were the worst! He hoped the swamp never got robots to do work, even if it meant they had to do it all themselves, because he never wanted to deal with this again. Poe dealt 3 damage to the bureaubots.
-1 HP per roll until support artifact is used--------- Some other time... (with Forera) Forera's reassurances in case something happened relaxed him, and he continued tapping away at the husk top. "Thanks for your help," he said quietly. He wasn't sure he could do it without her! When he finally accessed his profile, there was a soft booping from the computer. "I'm in!" he whispered. He trusted Aprife's information, but it was still incredible to think that he could use that and make it work. There it was, his criminal profile, ready to be edited or overwritten, or whatever it was he wanted to do. He had to change it, but not so much that it seemed weird or wrong. Or he could link it with another known criminal so it didn't matter that that wasn't him. Maybe changing the description would be easiest? There are a lot of greenbloods who aren't him. Poe started typing in random details, deleting others that would identify him, starting with his name. Like his horns. His robotic hand. His dental structure. Hair texture. He filled in the gaps with random, more generic details. Things that definitely weren't him! He hoped there wasn't an actual troll out there that fit this description that would take the fall for his own criminal activities... but there was nothing he could do if there was. With a sigh, he submitted the information back into the database. There was another soft beep, and Poe logged off. That was it then, he would no longer be identified on the street by those looking for rebels, unless they had already known his face and that he defected. "It seems kind of unreal that it might actually work..." he said, looking over at Forera. "But, I think that's all I can do for now."
Poe used his 10 stolen research points to hack into the criminal record database.quite uneventful hehe! ty for your help c: this was fun~!
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 6:29 pm
Rastin looked at Sephos with a look of concern and care that even he couldn't quite process. He saw the greenblood's hand grasp his robe and let go, and couldn't help but want to tug the younger boy closer. Protect him. Shield him. He wanted to swoop this poor baby up in his cloak and flee toward safety as fast as he could.
But he knew he couldn't. They would be alright just as long as they stuck together. The promise of tea at a later date gave him the confidence to believe in that.
"I'm glad." He said, the words falling slowly. Raising a hand to pat Sephos' head gently. "... Why don't we try to navigate this hell hole together? We could get swarmed if we stand still for too long. It's best to keep going."
He offered the greenblood his hand.
"Is that alright with you?" He asked.
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Taki-di rolled 2 4-sided dice:
4, 4
Total: 8 (2-8)
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 6:31 pm
Nictor is attacking the Imperial Beaurocrat Bots!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.
Nictor dropped a steel beam in surprise when something grabbed his shoulder in an iron grip, barely managing to pull his foot away before the beam smashed to the ground. The crash echoed in the halls loudly, catching the attention of the drones, who quickly grew pale at what they saw.
Nicotr wheeled around, trying to pull away from the hold, but it was a no go. Before him he saw polished to perfection metal and unforgiving red eyes.What kind of bot was this one? And why wouldn't it let go!? Nictor was getting pretty worked up, not being able to pull away and went as far as to grab the bot's wrist and try and tug the hand away.
Seems like something had gone wrong because drones were scattering and these bots were beginning to appear and accost everyone they could. Bee came barreling down the hall, having seen the commotion in the bay and snuck back in to find his little grub.
The bot starts talking about... something. Nctor is sure he heard the word "protocol" about fifteen times already and "standard procedure" seven and "interference with elevator production" three. Nictor glanced around and saw a similar spiel being given to anyone who got caught.
"A-aren't y-you s-s-stop---ing pr-prod---uction m-m-more than a-anything?" Nictor eventually sputtered out, starting to get desperate to get away from whatever this thing was. It paused at his comment and fed him back something about protocols against stopping workplace production and proceeded to start arguing with itself about reasons to stop workers, reasons why it was the problem, and it's speech got more and more corrupted as it went sputtering and shaking. Nictor wasn't sure waht was about to happen, but it didn't look good and he still couldn't get away.
Just then, Beehemoth crashed into the bot right as the thing breathed fire and exploded, managing to get between the bot and Nictor right as it happened. Nictor's shoulder hurt, but he was more concerned with the fact Bee's fluff was catching fire from the thing.
Once Bee was satisfied that the bot was dead, he joined his charge in panicking about the fluff that had been set ablaze, Nictor trying his best to pat his lusus down. They'd barely had a break from that rogue scientist, now this?HP: 40 - 1 = 39Damage: 4
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Taki-di rolled 1 4-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 6:34 pm
i ONLY ROLLED ONE DICE WHOOPS
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Taki-di rolled 2 4-sided dice:
2, 4
Total: 6 (2-8)
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 6:37 pm
Nictor is attacking the Imperial Beaurocrat Bots!Quote: If you roll a 2, a group of bots tie you down to a chair using red tape. They berate you with questions about policies you've never even heard of until you cry. Take 2 dmg, take 1 damage each roll until support power is used.
Bee was quick to begin clicking indignantly and tackled the group to the floor. Soft, if somewhat burnt fur, cushioned Nictor's face as familiar limbs held him close. The bots received no such cradling and their heads bounced against the floor. Something must have been knocked loose because what was probably supposed to be some kind of speech was coming out at garbled and guttural screeching. Nictor covered his ears and curled into Bee, trying to breathe evenly. The burning smell was sickening though. Bee shouldn't be burning.
That's not right. That's not right.
The bots, having released Nictor upon impact with the ground pulled strips of tape from who knows where and began sticking the stuff anywhere they could reach on Beehemoth. Bee swiped at the screaming bots, but it was hard to reach the things while keeping Nictor down and out of sight.
Bee had had just about enough of this. He could feel Nictor shaking, fingers diffing almost painfully into his fluff and face near smothers with how tightly his was being held against him. They needed away, now. Bee clicked angrily at the bots, pushing himself up from the ground, Nictor hanging onto him like a limpet.
The lusus swung one final time, managing to clip the bots and throw them back, before taking off down the hall.HP: 39 - 2 - 1 = 36Damage: 4Status: Take 1 damage each roll until support power is used
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