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Rejam rolled 2 12-sided dice:
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Total: 9 (2-24)
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 Posted: Wed Apr 15, 2015 9:14 pm
"********," he spat in disgust as he slipped in something--he did not want to consider what, god bless the dark--and subsequently managed only a glancing, weak little stab. "How's your shield?" HP: 44 DMG: 3 CHG: 3/3 MOB HP: 10
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its me debz rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 10
Total: 18 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Apr 15, 2015 9:17 pm
"Is true," he said to himself, "botting vould be cheating. But I am not." The lights went out, and Kostya could no longer snipe, in the dim. He descended, separating away from Dakota and Molly, edging towards where he'd seen America and Obadiah before the darkness had descended. There, a quick flash, a shade of black against crushed velvet moving in a flash-- Kostya fired as he approached, bracing his arm for a steady shot. " Privyet, hello!" he called, wishing he'd had the good sense to get a runic torch. He'd need to add flares to his emergency mission pack. kostya hp 31 dmg 10 charge 3/3 fear gc2, ss2 remain target laughing hp: KILLSTOLEN buffs: -2 damage modifier, 2/15 uses spitter = no auto dmg rejam just a driveby he'll be on his way! lizbot just a driveby he'll be on his way!
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Posted: Wed Apr 15, 2015 10:02 pm
Readying herself for another attack, she called out, "It'll hold!" America swung Stryker and then...it was already dead. Well, dead er.Hearing Kostya, she glanced up with a wave and grin as he passed by into the camp. "Good shot!" Turning back to Taym and Cami, she added, "Rep mentioned things getting bad come dark. I'm gonna work on fortifying base camp in case things get all... mobby, on us."
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Huni Pi rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 7
Total: 12 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Apr 15, 2015 10:17 pm
Joy ignored the announcement, mostly in order to chase down the infected and try to regain some of her dignity. She may have slightly slowed down when she heard her name being mentioned and barely managed to catch the mention of the other woman's name.
Okay, Felicia, at least now she knew what to call the other hunter.
"Felicia! Heads up!" the moon yelled, taking a golf swing at zombie. And then the lights went out.
She stumbled, slightly, messing up her aim and allowed the creature to take a crack at her as well.
HP: 27/45 (Moon Trainee Bonus)
Weapon Bonus: Melee (double damage against armored)
Damage: 3
Charge: 3/3
vs
Speedy
HP: 11/50
Autodamage: 3
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Nio Love rolled 1 12-sided dice:
12
Total: 12 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Apr 15, 2015 10:22 pm
He couldn't see her eyes, which would have told him exactly what she was planning based on experience. Instead, he kept her close, and kept his senses locked on their surroundings, instead of her. This only changed when she touched him, and his eyes fluttered helplessly in response. Her touch was more healing than even the bandages she wrapped around him - which, admittedly, had done a great job. "You already are. Just one touch and you've got my heart racing." He admitted, grinning as he ripped open a fresh set of bandages, and watched them glow as he wrapped them around her waist, and entire upper body. It was a slow, but effective process, and he was not strong enough to keep from just enjoying the feel of her as he did it. But he did his job, and for Mimsy, he did it splendidly. Briefly, he wondered if loving the person you were healing made it easier. He wanted to believe so; that meant he should have been a personal healer to his wife. Now that was a job he could really sink his teeth into. "I was hoping we could smack some s**t down and save some lives. I guess we still can. But only after you're all healed up. Feeling better yet?" Quote: HP: 12/60 Target: Mimsy Healed for: 12 Life Hunter Bonus: Runics x∞ Melee Bonus: x2 damage to Armored Infected
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Posted: Wed Apr 15, 2015 10:45 pm
Walking through a winter bloodyland had Jack thankful he had the forethought not to use good shoes for this mission. More than that, he was grateful the kid was light and his hunter strength could be put to use; maneuvering the path was bothersome enough without having a weight that could throw him this way or that.
"Cut the care bear crap, Rep," he grunted as they arrived. He hadn't honestly thought the man would continue the inane act in person, but it chafed against Jack even more after having to endure the girl's shrieks. He much preferred the rough cut from back in the Sahara, if only because that one was at least genuine.
Lydia, distressed over their captive's state, offered to take the net and undo it for them. She clearly felt a lot more awful about it and was in need of doing something, anything helpful.
"What's the plan beyond just kill and corral?" he asked as she did so. "Do you and Harrison need assistance here? If not, I'd rather make my way back to the camp and tend--"
The lights cut out. Exhaling, Jack searched under his coat and lit up a runic torch.
Baneful Seu gave permission to gm as she couldn't post today!
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chirigami rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 7
Total: 17 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Apr 15, 2015 11:22 pm
That announcement took a nice hit to the Sun's pride, though Milo tried not to let it show in his mannerisms or let his smile falter. He kept his voice steady and cheerful as he gave his thanks to Oliver for the bandages. Right where he needed them, that tail had been brutal. "- yet?" He questioned the Mist with a raised brow, sparing a glance as he noticed Finn move past him and take a stab at the big lurking creature.
"Yellow has a good point," he nodded in agreement soon after as said female went on her defense. They would probably need their little healer later on if these kind of guys were lurking around (and what else even). Milo gave a thumbs up to Oliver before he launched himself forward again -as another PA announcement went off. About lights - a small amount of renewed energy in his step as he twisted his arms backwards yet again in a baseball swing with his naginata. The momentum carried through as he had hopped, landing the blade of his pole arm deeply into the right shoulder of the beast. It cut evenly, beautifully, as if the armor of the infected wasn't even there.
And it made Milo feel a whole lot better.
Then the lights went out and it got eerily quiet. Aside from the dismayed grunts of the infected creature they were fighting and the clang of battles elsewhere in the mall. Was that laughter?
Oh yay!Quote: hp: 36/50 damage: 11 x 2 + 3 = 25 charge: 2/3 remaining hp: 66/110 Quote: Sun: +3 attack melee weapon: Melee weapons are super effective against ARMOURED type infected, do double damage on this type!
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Nothing Yet rolled 1 12-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Apr 15, 2015 11:24 pm
A smile would have brightened Mimsy's expression if it had the more literal ability to do so, but its existence was implied by a contented giggle at his response. The sound halted at the instant his hands found her again, and she pressed against them as he wound the bandages around her thin form. Though she'd intended to return the favor simultaneously, she quickly discovered that this would have to wait until he was done. The equally-sized bandage didn't wrap around him nearly as many times as the one around her, and her hands wandered very unprofessionally towards the final stretch, but she completed the task nonetheless. "Yes, of course we still can. We can achieve anything that you desire. I'll support you." That didn't necessarily include the harm of something that walked a line of ambiguity between human and monster. 'Support' could mean a wide variety of things, in fact, which allowed her to say this in earnest. "I'm improving. Svensyl seems to be indicating as much. But I think..." She slid her hands over his and held them against her. "I think that I need more of your impressively skilled attention." There would have been very little ambiguity in her statement, had nearly everything but her voice not been consumed by darkness. "Be as thorough as you are inclined to." Quote: HP: 16/60 Heal: 9 to Robert Life Hunter Bonus: Runics x∞Melee Bonus: x2 damage to Armored Infected
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Nio Love rolled 1 12-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-12)
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2015 12:03 am
She couldn't see the sly look on his face, but if he didn't know she was already hurt, she would have been in a world of trouble at that moment. Instead, he leaned in and tried to find her lips - kissing her nose instead, awkwardly. "You're doing real well." He complimented, even if his voice was a little husky from the way she touched him. "Svensyl is right. I'm still in trouble, but it's a good thing we can both just keep healing until something awful happens. Keeps us out here on the field, doing God's work." He turned her around, and gently laid bandages around her neck, lifting her hair up in order to place them properly. "Hit me with one more, maybe it'll be enough." Quote: HP: 21/60 Target: Mimsy Healed for: 7 Life Hunter Bonus: Runics x∞ Melee Bonus: x2 damage to Armored Infected
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Nothing Yet rolled 1 12-sided dice:
11
Total: 11 (1-12)
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2015 12:19 am
Something between a sneeze and a snort was the unfortunate result of the awkwardly placed kiss, which she corrected by carefully brushing her nose against his to properly position her lips before returning it. "Oh, you aren't in trouble - I will ensure that you are taken care of. But this is--" She shivered and fumbled with the new bandage she was holding as he moved her hair aside, eventually steadying herself by leaning her forehead against his. "--this is the two of us. Our work. Us. Together." The placement of this bandage was strategic, cautious to avoid anything that might be an impediment to either of them. This was probably a much simpler task for her than it would have been for him, but for the moment it required extra concentration regardless. She didn't speak as she applied it, but when she felt it nearing the end of the roll, she murmured through an audible smile: "And we're very, very good at it." Quote: HP: 23/60 Heal: 11 to Robert Life Hunter Bonus: Runics x∞Melee Bonus: x2 damage to Armored Infected
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Nio Love rolled 1 12-sided dice:
11
Total: 11 (1-12)
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2015 12:54 am
And they were very good at it. Robert had undergone a small crisis when he'd failed Cami earlier. The crisis had only been bandaged (he laughed at himself for the pun) by the fact that he was healing Mimsy exceptionally well. But it was the sound of her voice, and the way she was absolutely wrecking it with healing on her own, that really helped pull him out of the funk that he'd been in. He grinned like a fool, not that she could see it, and bent down just enough to bandage our legs. "Okay last one for now. Make it count." He giggled, unable to hold back the enjoyment of the action. Quote: HP: 32/60 Target: Mimsy Healed for: Life Hunter Bonus: Runics x∞ Melee Bonus: x2 damage to Armored Infected
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Rejam rolled 10 4-sided dice:
2, 1, 1, 1, 1, 2, 2, 1, 1, 1
Total: 13 (10-40)
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2015 1:04 am
And there they were, delivered of threat by a serendipitously-timed and highly efficient Russian, who was gone before Taym even had time to open his mouth for a fervent thank you. He filed it away for later--both the unspoken thank you and the fact that Kostya had not lingered--and turned back towards the base camp almost before America was done speaking, but not before casting a split-second glance towards Cami to assess her situation, and then pressing the flat of Fionnghal's blade to America's neck. The sensation was not unlike plunging into a cool lake on a hot day, and in contrast to Stryker's showy dramatics it was both painless and understated: a little flicker, there and gone, and Fiona's worried report that maybe it wasn't as much as it could have been. The knife vanished, a flashlight was suddenly procured, and Taym's fingers were looking for America's in the dark, not so much affectionate as demanding and afraid. "Thanks for helping bail us out," he said to Cami, making a disgusted noise as he flicked his hair off his forehead again and something flew out of it with an actual splashing sound. HEALED FOR: 11 -_-
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Nothing Yet rolled 1 12-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-12)
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2015 1:47 am
Though they were always an incredibly enthusiastic team, they could also be an incredibly efficient one when properly tasked. She worked in time with Robert's efforts, her own delighted giggle joining his own as she firmly pressed the last bandage against him. Mimsy was satisfied that she had made it count. Quote: HP: 34/60 Heal: 8 to Robert Life Hunter Bonus: Runics x∞Melee Bonus: x2 damage to Armored Infected
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Nio Love rolled 1 10-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-10)
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2015 1:53 am
"That was a good one." Robert barely managed to breathe out, as the last heal brought him much needed relief. "If you weren't already so good at science and stuff, I'd want you working right beside me in the Infirmary." He leaned in, and caught her lips this time, his kiss ravenous until it was satisfied. "That's my girl." He mumbled against her lips, barely able to put away his own bandages before he heard a groan that was (for once) not his own. He paused for a moment to try and determined if a sound that strange had come from Mimsy, when it happened again. This time, he could tell it was coming from behind him. He lifted Jezebel up to light just enough, in order to see a shambling silhouette with glowing green eyes. "Okay." This was what they were here for. Ready or not. "Fun's over. Time for some work."
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Nothing Yet rolled 1 12-sided dice:
11
Total: 11 (1-12)
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2015 3:14 am
Lost within the kiss, Mimsy had no desire to break away just for the sake of pointing out all of the reasons she would never be allowed to work within the infirmary, and how frequently they distracted one another when the focus was not supposed to be on themselves. The thought was gone completely by the time he spoke against her lips, and she sighed with contentment as he replaced his bandages. "Yes, I am yours! And you're my husband!" The cheerful announcement in response to his praise (which she had debatably misinterpreted) was drowned out by an unfamiliar noise, which was both rude and concerning. Robert, however, seemed prepared for this. Either her concept of 'work' was quite different from what was standard, or she was simply prioritizing something else - this time, the majority of the bandage was wrapped around his waist before she allowed him to be sent off to battle, while the tail end was looped around her hand and clutched firmly within it. "I'll be here with you," she promised, briefly tugging the length of bandage taut between them as an assurance. Then she kissed his cheek with a whispered 'good luck', paused, summoned Svensyl, and gently tapped the sword against Jazzy. "He insisted upon a kiss for her too," she explained, deadpan and spoken as seriously as anything that actually made any amount of factual sense. Quote: HP: 34/60 Heal: 11 to Robert Life Hunter Bonus: Runics x∞Melee Bonus: x2 damage to Armored Infected
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