61-80: You feel the distinct sense that someone is watching you. A lot. It gets more and more intense until you feel like screaming. Maybe you do scream... and the fog just eats the sound. Roll again. Or just collapse into a pile of sobbing. That'd work too. For the fog.
1-20: A pair of hands curls out of the fog and grabs your ankles, pulling in different directions before letting go. Ouch! You feel dizzy and like you might fall off your tiny bit of secure footing. Roll again.
She fought this time, trying to kick away the feet before they could grab her again, but they were quick, making her jump up a little, hoping to get away . . .
81-100: Something grabs you as you step from one platform to the next. You totter on the edge - and then the edge crumbles beneath you and you fall, too sharp and sudden for even wings to be of use. Who knows how far you'll go. Maybe forever? And yet... Pass!
But, this time, the arms didn't relent, tugging her down and pulling her toward the edge, making her panic more than she had initially, eyes widening and a soft shriek emitting from her throat, before it - too - was engulfed by the fog.
The descent lasted for such a long time, before she felt it had started to . . . soften. Everything seemed to feel a little alright, making her unnaturally skeptical at first. Feeling her feet touch ground for once, she lightly traveled the small abode she had landed in, eyes searching around, taking everything in. After a short while, her eyes landed on an orb, sitting there haplessly away from the other things in here. Picking it up, she felt herself whisked away from all this madness along side it . . .
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6Total: 6 (1-6)
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6 - The Cruel: He tore off his opponent's limb as easily as breathing - oh, she was dead now, or would be soon, but she could still feel pain and thus he was not yet done with her. Red mist filled his vision as he contemplated what he would inflict on every soldier that stood before him. Flaying, gutting, every kind of pain, so exquisite, so delightful. It made him shudder and ache with longing at the same time. He reached for her-
Upon entering the Fragment descent this time, Wyng expected to face a similar experience to the time before. This time, a memory of ripping people limb from limb appeared in her mind and she suddenly was overcome with the wish to do the same. What was it this place was doing? She did not know all she knew was this time, instead of a smirk, a smile was plastered to her face, for she knew she'd soon be facing someone she could tear the limbs from.
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Character name: Wonenwyng (Wyng) Character appearance: A average sized grey form with a red heart, long black hair, a black blank tag around it's neck, and wearing the remains of what seems to be a dress. Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 30/30 Current weapon equipped N/A
Descending once again to the first large platform, she was attacked by a large humanoid figure. This time she was not going to just pummel him, she was going to tear him limb from limb! With that thought, she charged.
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Boss HP: 20-2=18 3 auto-damage per turn.
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Character name: Wonenwyng (Wyng) Character appearance: A average sized grey form with a red heart, long black hair, a black blank tag around it's neck, and wearing the remains of what seems to be a dress. Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 27/30 Current weapon equipped N/A
This being was not going to escape, she was going to beat it down, so that she could tear it apart! That thought passing through her mind, Wyng punched it again.
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Boss HP: 18-7=11 3 auto-damage per turn.
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Character name: Wonenwyng (Wyng) Character appearance: A average sized grey form with a red heart, long black hair, a black blank tag around it's neck, and wearing the remains of what seems to be a dress. Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 24/30 Current weapon equipped N/A
So enthralled was she with the feeling of beating up the being, that she actually missed her target, not that she noticed right then.
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Boss HP: 11 3 auto-damage per turn.
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Character name: Wonenwyng (Wyng) Character appearance: A average sized grey form with a red heart, long black hair, a black blank tag around it's neck, and wearing the remains of what seems to be a dress. Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 21/30 Current weapon equipped N/A
*swish* She missed again, and this time she noticed. It was trying to dodge her! And it was succeeding!
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Boss HP: 11 3 auto-damage per turn.
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Character name: Wonenwyng (Wyng) Character appearance: A average sized grey form with a red heart, long black hair, a black blank tag around it's neck, and wearing the remains of what seems to be a dress. Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 18/30 Current weapon equipped N/A
Now she was getting mad, how could such an ungainly thing dodge so well?
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Boss HP: 11 3 auto-damage per turn.
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Character name: Wonenwyng (Wyng) Character appearance: A average sized grey form with a red heart, long black hair, a black blank tag around it's neck, and wearing the remains of what seems to be a dress. Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 15/30 Current weapon equipped N/A
*Thunk* Finally she was hitting it again, it was not going to dodge her again!
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Boss HP: 11-4=7 3 auto-damage per turn.
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Character name: Wonenwyng (Wyng) Character appearance: A average sized grey form with a red heart, long black hair, a black blank tag around it's neck, and wearing the remains of what seems to be a dress. Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 12/30 Current weapon equipped N/A
Hitting it again and again she started reveling in the pain she imagined that she was bringing to this being. Soon she's be able to tear it limb from limb, it was on it's last legs.
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Boss HP: 7-6=1 3 auto-damage per turn.
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Character name: Wonenwyng (Wyng) Character appearance: A average sized grey form with a red heart, long black hair, a black blank tag around it's neck, and wearing the remains of what seems to be a dress. Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 9 Current weapon equipped N/A
Knocking the being to the ground she started tearing it limb from limb until it faded into the fog. At this she screamed. It had gotten away from her! She did not care about the fact that the faces had disappeared, she only knew that her prey had disappeared and she was going to chase it.
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Boss HP: 1-4=-3 3 auto-damage per turn.
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Character name: Wonenwyng (Wyng) Character appearance: A average sized grey form with a red heart, long black hair, a black blank tag around it's neck, and wearing the remains of what seems to be a dress. Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 6 Current weapon equipped N/A
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Last try on: Sat Aug 10, 2013 11:56 am
[Eir enters from The Ruins]
A shadow traveled down the hovering rocks.
"Are you sure we should be here again? I have already gotten the Blessing-"
No. Not all of them. In fact, getting the Shattered Shield may counterbalances the effect of Broken Sword.
That...has a bit of logic in it. At least they did make a pair.
"So..."
We may meet that Goddess' shadow again.
"-but this time, I'm prepared to-"
5 - The Sorrowed: She cried out, the scream tearing her throat like a blade, but still she could not stop. Grief overwhelmed her like a wave, an avalanche, something so powerful that nothing could stand in its way and remain unscathed. Everything she loved was dead or dying, from people to her home to her very way of life. There was nothing left. She screamed and screamed and in that scream was a plea for death, that she not outlive the last vestiges of everything she was-
"!?"
It was a different memory than the last time. Eir clutched his mouth so he won't scream following the one inside the memory, for her emotions transferred to him fully, without exception.
Are you alright? It seems because you have awakened the Agony's Twin, another Goddess' memory whose power linked to the Blessings mixed in that weapon's creation entered your heart.
He was still shaking. There's something familiar about that memory. As it just happened recently...
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Character name: Eir Character appearance: A shadow with red, pulsating core. Now more corporeal after getting his second blessing... Link to Heart Log[ x ] Current HP 40/40 Special Ability: Wild Card Chance: If you roll an unfavourable dice (such as trying to roll dice to survive in an area), you may choose to reroll that dice. You can only use this ability once, and it must be in a NON BATTLE condition. Racial Ability: Ghost: 2x Loot for the first 3 successful battles (3/3). Current weapon equipped Agony's Twin. Effect: HP = 50 Atk = 2d10 - 6. Special: Miss: Extra roll w/o getting AutoDamage. 1x /Battle.
61-80: You feel the distinct sense that someone is watching you. A lot. It gets more and more intense until you feel like screaming. Maybe you do scream... and the fog just eats the sound. Roll again. Or just collapse into a pile of sobbing. That'd work too. For the fog.
As soon as she entered the fog, Wyng knew she was being watched. It had to be her prey that had just escaped, where was it? WHERE WAS IT? Searching for it furiously she screamed out in frustration at not being able to find it.
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Character name: Wonenwyng (Wyng) Character appearance: A average sized grey form with a red heart, long black hair, a black blank tag around it's neck, and wearing the remains of what seems to be a dress. Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 6 Current weapon equipped N/A
81-100: Something grabs you as you step from one platform to the next. You totter on the edge - and then the edge crumbles beneath you and you fall, too sharp and sudden for even wings to be of use. Who knows how far you'll go. Maybe forever? And yet... Pass!
She continued on chasing shadows and finding nothing until, an arm reached out pulling her down. She managed to latch on to the edge of the nearby platform, she was the hunter, she would not be hunted! Just as she thought that, the platform crumbled into nothing and she fell down like before and again she was gently caught by the fog. She did not think she would ever get used to that. Arriving at the place with the three orbs, she examined all three of them closely. The first one she had, but the other two she had barely glanced at before. One of them called out to a part of her that had forgotten recently, so she picked up and returned to the top. Leaving her murderous intent below. She would be back one more time, for the final orb.
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Character name: Wonenwyng (Wyng) Character appearance: A average sized grey form with a red heart, long black hair, a black blank tag around it's neck, and wearing the remains of what seems to be a dress. Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 6 Current weapon equipped N/A
