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 Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 9:44 am
Mot heard Roch start talking to the house, or maybe to himself. A part of him wanted to offer his friend comfort. For the most part though, Mot didn't even want to move. The sense of loss was so great, his Boo body felt like lead, like he could just sink into the floor and disappear into an abyss.
Real death. Red's body did not dissipate. Did not disappear. While they were Halloween, they could indeed die. How? What made some deaths permanent? The Grim Reaper mulled this over, making his head spin with all that had gone on. Everything from minor tussles at the beginning of the trip, to hard times, to the finale. So much had happened that Mot's mind could not eve deal with it. It began to lump together until Mot could feel almost nothing at all. The hurt was too much, the trauma too horrifying. He did not want to deal with it at all. Especially not then or there.
Maybe when he was safe at home. Maybe then he would allow himself to let it out.
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 9:49 am
 The room was oddly silent, as if the House itself mourned... and then a harsh voice cut through the contemplative, mournful air. "C'MON OUT, LITTLE BOOLIES~" Boo Buster."HAVE YOU NO RESPECT, YOU SON OF A-" General Boolissimo roared; a glance at the collection tank would reveal the General's face was streaked with tears. "SUCH A NOBLE SOLDIER, SUCH GLORY, SUCH HONOR. HOW DARE YOU, WORTHLESS MAGGOT! AND YOU WOULD DESTROY OUR HOUSE?" His eyes flashed with rage, and the tank shuddered as the General battered it from within. It was clear that the Boo Buster had entirely missed the importance of what had just happened - he seemed so small, so boorish and insignificant. A worthless, disgusting intruder into not only this House, but into their place of mourning. Into their mindset. He needed to be disposed of. The vacuum revved as the Boo Buster stepped forward, collector set to suck. Quote: FINAL ROUND:If you are a Boo or in the form of a Boo: before you roll for damage, roll 1d6! If you roll ODD, you escape the vacuum collector! If you roll EVEN, you are dragged into the tank and must battle from within along with General Boolissimo! If you are NOT in the form of a Boo: Keep these things in mind! - Your HP has been restored - The majority of the students in here look like Boos - You may NOT use FEAR attacks in this battle The Tank has 30 HP; once it is destroyed all the Boos within are freed, though they are too weakened by their struggle to attack again. Unless for some reason they got sucked up and didn't fight back? As before, only one action per turn!The Boo Buster himself has 46 HP remaining! Should you drop him to 0 when I'm not around, please quote me to let me know and I will post the finisher. If you drop him BEFORE the tank drops then and ONLY THEN can the others (if they haven't already attacked!) target the tank to free the trapped Boos. Ready? GO! Quote: BATTLE STATS:Boo Buster HP: 46/200 Collector Tank HP: 30/50 (due to the General's prior attacks) Damage Taken This Round: 51 Total Damage Taken: 154 Top Attacker This Round: Leonard (8 damage)
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Grey Dragon rolled 1 6-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 9:53 am
The stillness in the room, the scenes on the monitors, they cut through Jove's panicked thrashing, and he too watched the events unfold. That was... the thing from the battlefield. But it wasn't just a thing, was it? It had protected them in the end... The others...
The whispered words seemed loud in the air, and all at once Jove realized why his little chest felt tight. Red. The awfully scary teacher who had run their gym class, and gotten him eaten by skitter sharks. The one he instinctually cowered away from whenever she passed him in the halls. She had seemed like the pinnacle of terror, and yet... she was gone now?
He heard LW whisper something. "Be proud." The little pup didn't know how to feel. He was terrified and shocked, struck dumb by this sudden realization, where did he even begin to sort out all these emotions?
All of a sudden he tilted his head (body?) to the ceiling, and let out a plaintive, sorrowful little puppy howl.
But Jove wasn't left with much more time to grieve, puppy style, the suction from the vacuum caught his little tail before he could take another deep breath and he was pulled into the machine.
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bipolar bee rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 9:56 am
With a jolt Herrykboo shot up from the floor, a dazed expression on his face. What had happened? He... he couldn't remember. There was just a soft, warm feeling of afterglow that made him feel warm and fuzzy inside, but why had he passed out?
Turning his gaze back to the boo blaster, Herryk saw Jove get slurped up by the vacuum. His little beady boo eyes widened in horror. Not the sweet little fluffpup.
First, Herryk had to get away from the dangerous nozzle. Only then could he swoop in for an attack.
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Ice Queen rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 9:56 am
Roch snarled, turning as the annoying boo buster interrupted the moment. He hadn't managed to kill him before, but he was a stubborn boil. He firmly believed in "try, try, and try again."
HP: 27/30
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xdeathxbyxlovex rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 9:57 am
Looking at the boo buster Honor moved closer to it. This was her moment she had save the General and become the hero. She couldn't let the General down. Before she even got a chance to do anything The boo buster's vacuum sucked her in.
"What? Noooo."
It was ok, no worries she would have to defeat him from the inside.
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JetAlmeara rolled 1 6-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 9:59 am
Sancka got to close to the vacuum machine - something she didn't realize until it was far to late for her to try and correct it, flailing and waving her boo arms Sancka tried to escape the Vacuums powerful suckage but in the end only managed to let out a tiny "noooooooo" Shriek as she was sucked up along with a few others.
On the plus side..now she was in the tank with the General and really she couldn't help but pause and bat her eyes at him a little bit. Even in a Vacuum tank those medals and his flashy charisma just stood out! Of course she couldn't stand here making googly eyes at him the whole time now could she? No she had to help him escape!
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Ice Queen rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 4
Total: 8 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 10:01 am
"Jove! You b*****d!" Roch growled as he saw the puppy sucked up. But that wasn't why. "Why the hell did you have to stick him in there with that annoying boo?!" he demanded, rushing forward to attack, his stubby little flippers holding up his fake guitar.
He really hated this guy. He bopped the guy with his guitar, which... seriously... was so pathetic sweatdrop
Roch's HP: 27
Attacking: Boo Buster
Damage: 2
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JetAlmeara rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 6
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 10:04 am
Shaking her head to clear it from thoughts of running off with The General to make little boo babies somewhere in the house Sancka reminded herself that such a fantasy could never happen if they didn't get out of this tank! Committed to such a future as only a very determined boo such as herself could be Sancka threw herself at the tanks sides with a scream of rage!
"Let us out of here!" She yelled at the crazy man and his Vacuum machine - though it was unlikely he could really hear her given the noise of the battle and the machine.
HP - 30
Target - Boo Buster Tank
Damage to tank - 2
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Seussi rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 10:04 am
He was still turned away from the Boo Buster, watching the events on the screen. An overwhelming sadness had washed over him, whether it be from pity for the two leggers who had lost what must have been a great leader, or because the house itself seemed to be in mourning, he could not say.
Then he heard the Boo Buster, and The General, and remembered that they had a battle of their own to deal with!
But alas, as he turned towards the Buster he came face to face with the vacuum, that was currently being pointed right at him.
"Ahhhhhhhhhgggggghhhhhhh!" He cried, as the suction began to pull him in, stretching out his green boo form head first as he waggled his nub arms and attempted to back-pedal, to no avvail.
He found himself in the tank, with a few other Boo's, and The General.
"Figs" he muttered, lip jutting out yet again.
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 10:05 am
((Boo Buster's HP adjusted slightly because I LIKE ROUND NUMBERS, HOW ABOUT YOU? Carry on!))
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Lucyal rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 10:05 am
((DON'T VACUUM ME BRO))
After Hel had stabbed the guy with her fork weapon, her attention immediately had shifted back to the screens, watching anxiously to see what would happen next.
She had to…look at the bright side first. All the students still there were safe for the most part as Red put up a barrier around them, but the bad news…Red was gone, and it was demeaning to see the head hunter strike through her remains like he did, desecrating her into chips and a pile of ashes, with the exception of her skull. Hel was just quiet as she watched all of this…and she couldn’t even feel happy at the moment when all the Hunters had retreated. This was no victory. But right now…right now was not the time to mourn or grieve or reflect for her. They all had a nuisance to deal with, and then, and only after then, when they all returned home, would she let herself be absorbed by what had happened.
Speaking of being absorbed…the valkyrie-boo looked outraged as some of her classmates started getting sucked in by the vacuum. She dodged it luckily, sneering. As petty as it was, she couldn’t help but be pleased to see Honor get sucked up…
((Safe from vacuum!))
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xdeathxbyxlovex rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 6
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 10:06 am
Honor concentrated on the voice she heard outside. Annoying? He was not talking about her. She putted Roch on the top of her list of peoples A** to beat.
Turning her attention back to the boo buster she mustered up all the strength she could to attack.
She couldn't believe this. She was looking like a fool in front of the General. There is only one person to blame for this.
"You stupid Roach. When I get out of here I'm gonna make you stay a boo forever just so I can trap you in this house and torture you."
Damage: 1
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Bittiface rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 10:13 am
Mot's lamenting was put on hold as the sound of a vacuum powered up again. The Reaper turned Boo looked up too late, only to be sucked into the device with little resistance.
Mot managed a yelp, which was cut short as he disappeared inside.
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Seussi rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 7
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 10:15 am
It was getting offly crowded in the tank, and Fitzy hated crowds. In fact, he was a little bit claustrophobic. "Oh no oh no oh no...We're all gonna diiiiiiiieeeee!" He cried. Then, in a complete panic, he darted forward, smashing his head into the side of the tank.
"Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out......" He continued the words over and over.
And over.
Never stopping.
((Attack: 3 damage
Target: Tank
Target HP: 27 - 3 = 24
Item: 1 up mushroom (unused)
HP: 24/30
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