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xelhaspixiestix rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 6:17 pm
At least he didn't let it slow him down too much; not much poop had gotten on him, though what did stung and itched. And he'd mostly been hurt by the beak when it'd grabbed him, and the inevitable stop at the end of his drop.
He got up again to swing at the bird, and hit it with his sword.
Mal HP: 34/50 Dmg: 6 Dmg Total: 347
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anemosagkelos rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 6:17 pm
Another minor strike. The hell. Where was her skill or luck or whatever it was that had aided her in the past few days. It seemed to have abandoned her as even what felt like good strike ended up being nothing more than a glance. Marisol's Health: 43 HP Damage: (50% x 4) = 2 DMG
Marisol's Weapon: Whip (4 Base; +1 Hit)
349 DMG
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Viva Viola rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 6:17 pm
For some odd reason, her temper wasn't leaving her, which normally worried her [ she would go do some yoga or listen to some soothing music]. But for now, Mercy was actually smiling with glee everytime she hit the bird with her hammer, that would teach it to have ******** diarrhea and squirt where it wasnt supposed to!
[Mercy's HP: 40/50]
354 DMG
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Lissesul rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 6:17 pm
"Sounds good to me. I'm Briiva, by the way." She took her bow up, aimed, and the arrow slide off the feathers, unable to find a gap. "******** annoying bird. Ya know, Didn't expect to be slinging arrows at a Alfred Hitchcock half-assed sequel when I woke up today." Briiva adjusted her stance, taking aim once more. HP: 34No Damage!
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Mika_Yumi rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 6:19 pm
BAM, she had hit that bird as hard as she could, and if she did say so, it was a great hit. She gulped at the air, stepping back and preparing for another hit. Encouraged by her success before, she ran forward again and put her whole shoulder into another hit.
Sylvia's Health: 54/56 Weapon: Tower Shield (heavy defensive; base 10 damage; -1 to hit roll) Total Damage: 364
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thyPOPE rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 6:19 pm
He froze up at the sight of Sylvia's pretty, pretty hair.
She was doing fine, it looked like. But watching her push forward with her own tower shield made Ernst feel like a coward. He wouldn't call out to her until he'd been sufficiently badass, he decided. Then he could at least look cool. Instead of like a giant coward.
38/56 DMG: 0 364 total DMG
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Kaefaux rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 6:20 pm
How she missed the giant, looming target, Tara really, really had no idea. But her arrow went too high, too wide... and full on missed the giant bird. Gods above why.
Quote: Tara HP: 25 /47 DMG: 0 Damage Total: 364
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xelhaspixiestix rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 6:21 pm
Mal swung for the fences-- and slipped in melted snow and bird poop, landing on his a** with a grunt and a squelch. He was burning everything. So much fire. He let his breath out harshly before he started to scramble back to his feet.
Mal's HP: 34/50 Dmg: 0 Dmg Total: 364
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Viva Viola rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 6:21 pm
"UGH! ******** YOU! ******** THIS PLACE! ******** THIS SNOW!" Mercy swung her hammer back to deliver a particularly hard blow to the bird's leg, causing the dent she was making to become even deeper.
[ HP: 40/50 ]
374DMG
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thyPOPE rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 6:22 pm
He just...had to wait for the right opportunity.
That was what Ernst was telling himself, anyway. All of his thrusts seemed to fall too short of their target, and he wasn't really in a great position anyway - there were too many Chosen here.
Actually, scratch that, haha, no. There were way too few Chosen here. There was just no organization. Maybe Ernst should have picked up a bow instead of this thing, but he remembered the strength it took to wield one, and how annoying it was to aim with one of those. Yeah, no.
38/56 DMG: 0 374 total DMG
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Seiana_ZI rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 6:22 pm
Zebulon didn't want this bird doing any more damage. Over the din, he could vaguely make out Diryas swearing more vilely than he heard in a while, which just made him dive into his swings even harder. This thing was going to die. Quote: HP: 35/56 Damage: 6 Total Damage: 380
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Lissesul rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 6:23 pm
"Oh goddammit." Briiva's arrow was deflected again. Silently fuming, she drew another arrow and took aim. HP: 34 No Damage!
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bobaTJ rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 6:23 pm
This arrow struck the bird in the foot, but at least it was a hit! Maybe it would deter the bird from picking anyone else up? ...Probably not, if previous experience with the Little Bird Army proved anything. They just had to keep going. Maybe they could actually beat this thing!
HP: 44/47 ( 3 damage ) TOTAL DMG: 383 DMG
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ShortGreen rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 6:24 pm
She didn't know if shouting helped but it certainly let her blow off some steam. However, Misha needed her breath for battle and bit her lip hard to keep her focus. Her feet planted firmly in the snow, she braced both arms behind her buckler and thrust upwards as hard as she could. The connection of metal on metal rang louder than she could ever have cursed. As she again retreated slightly with a fierce smile, Misha glanced around - watching with relief as Rob and Mal and Zebulon all seemed to be on their feet, Bri and Tara and Sid were fighting hard. Mercy was kicking a** and taking names and Brian was still upright. Thank goodness. Misha's HP: 36/56 Damage: 8 Total Damage: 391
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tatterpixie rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 6:24 pm
Once he had caught enough of his breath, Rob sat up and wiped as much of the noxious dung off of himself with snow as he could. The wound on his side hurt and itched like a b*****d, but he could get that dealt with later. Wasn't Tom a doctor? He thought he remembered that there was a doctor among them. Or he could get it looked at once they got back to the Prytaneum. IF they got back to the Prytaneum.
He got at least his face and hair and the gash cleaned out, then got to his feet, looking for his sword. It was fairly easy to spot in the snow, not too far from where he had landed. Moving as fast as he could in that direction, he picked the greatsword up. "You and me, baby," he muttered at it. Then he turned and charged for the bird, swinging the weapon. He hit hard enough to do some damage to the bird, and that made him grin in a decidedly wicked way. "********' overgrown chicken," he growled.
Rob's HP: 21/50 Weapon: Greatsword Melee -- Heavy Mod: 10 damage, -1 to hit Damage: 5 TOTAL DAMAGE = 396
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