She wanted so much to go up with her friends, but she couldn't just leave her collapsed lusus there, not while she was so thoroughly beaten. Not like this. Hesitantly, Akkira reached over and pet the hair of her collapsed Lusus. It's thick texture a testament to the swamp that they came from. "Come on, don't give up now y-you said that if we just pushed on we could do anything, come on," Akkira could feel tears of frustration and confusion sting her unseeing eyes. Her lusus just panted in response, unable to really move. She wanted to follow along but... she couldn't.... just couldn't....
"Come on tekemom, we're almost there, just a little bit more," Akkira began tugging on one of the creature's longer arms in an attempt to motivate the creature. Tekemom just growled in response telling Akkira to back off and leave her alone. Akkira pursed her lips and backed up until her back touched the wall, she slid down it and hugged her knees to her chest. She couldn't stop herself from crying, the frustration finally getting to her. How was it that Tekemom was able to give up like this but not her? Never her? IT wasn't fair. Why were things so tough?
Engrav's Lusus Morimom is Attacking! Hp: 5/40 + 1 ongoing until healed Damage:4 Direction: Right Support Artifact A Second Wind you roll 1d4, if you get a 1 or a 4, you get half health back
If you rolled a 1, you panic and grab the bars of the grill, shaking them frantically. At the last moment, one snaps and you claw your way between them. One of your legs gets caught between the lowering ceiling and the floor, and you're only able to get free by slipping out of your shoe. Take 3 dmg, and 1 damage each roll after until a support power is used on you.
Somehow, Engrav had gotten separated from the group. He started panicking, and clawing at the walls in desperation. "CAIDEN!" he shouted desperately, running down the passage ahead of him. "CAN YOU HEAR ME?"
he came to some sort of old grate separating him from the open air, and was surprised when Morrimom clawed at it desperately, trying to escape the metal maze they were trapped within.
"Please, if anyone can hear me! We need help!" the yellowblood shouted into the cavernous corridors.
Micillia
Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2016 8:12 am
ROUND 13
Locations Italicized direction is the one that trolls arrived from.
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Late arrivals start in the entranceway!
Possible Directions
Left, Right
Forera, Luxara, Akkira have encountered a dead end! They return to their previous location.
Possible Directions
Up, Down, Left
Caiden, Tevini, Rianon advance through the hallways until they find a new intersection.
Possible Directions
Up, Down, Left
Leeroi, Engrav advance through the hallways until they find a new intersection.
Possible Directions
Down, Left, Right
Hemera advances through the hallways until they find a new intersection.
Possible Directions
Down, Left, Right
Mahmud, Nictor advance through the hallways until they find a new intersection.
Possible Directions
Up, Left, Right
Poeias, Etsali, Xavier, Sephos, Kolako, Cerpin, Rastin, Eilidh, Sascha do not advance this roud.
Boss Attack
A series of catwalks lies before you - tragically an underdeveloped and unfinished part of the Space Ladder. Some of the chunks of bridge are still missing, so you'll need to take care while crossing going up each level!
If you rolled a 1, your feet go through a weak spot in the floor and send you careening onto the level below. You hope nothing is broken as you stagger back to where you started, exhausted and in severe pain. Take 5 dmg.
If you rolled a 2, a dangling electrical wire catches you as you try to make your way across the dangerous bridge. You are severely burned! Occasionally you feel an exhilerating zip through your bones. Take 3 dmg, and 1 damage each roll after until a support power is used on you.
If you rolled a 3, one of your feet busts through the ground and rips up the sides of your legs as you half-fall. You'll need to get some help to get up; hope you have a travel buddy! Take 2 dmg, and 1 damage each roll after until a support power is used on you.
If you rolled a 4, you loose a few winged squeakbeasts! They descend upon you in droves. Take 4 dmg and deal +2 damage. so If you rolled a 5, you take advantage of the hanging lights and use them to stabilize yourself. Doing so is very hot, and very painful, but you make it across to the other side! Take 3 dmg and deal +2 damage.
If you rolled a 6, sprinting across the catwalks seems the best option. With surprisingly adept parkour skills in hand, you manage to leap over the barriers, up levels and across bridges with only minor injury. Take 2 dmg. Your attack does double damage.
Teal blood, teal blood. Some... water? Was that from ice melting or something else? Leeroi couldn't tell, but he did have his hopes up, following this trail closely. The rest of the group seemed to split off in a different direction, but Leeroi had hope that Hemera had either the intelligence or the instinct to go the right way.
Choosing to take the path down over his best judgement, the blue blood's footing slipped on a loose piece of scrap metal, sending him falling down the elevator shaft. He scrambled for some kind of recovery, only knocking his body onto more dangerous sidings as he fell deeper down. Finally hitting solid ground, Leeroi resigned to try and find his way back up once he had the composure. This was definitely not a good sign of him going in the right direction.
Leeroi Dealt 4 DMG Leeroi is moving DOWN
Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2016 10:31 am
The man behind the curtain forgets the dice
VOID
Unaru
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Unaru rolled 2 4-sided dice:
1, 4Total: 5 (2-8)
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2016 10:32 am
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Ri is attacking and going UP
Once again Crowma was forced to make a landing due to cramped environments. At least this time there was fire to follow the landing spot. Instead it just didn't want to hold. The two went tumbling down, before the lusus was able to gather her bearings enough to fly back to where they were at. "Hang in there Crowmama," Ri said, stroking her lusus vines. She knew this was one heck of a toll her lusus was taking. She had to prove that she wasn't to be discounted though, just because she was a child.
HP: 8/40 (-1 per round) Support Artifact A 0/1 Damage: 4+4+1+3+3+5+6+4+4+3+4+3+4
Taki-di rolled 2 4-sided dice:
3, 1Total: 4 (2-8)
Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2016 10:51 am
Nictor is going up!
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If you rolled a 3, one of your feet busts through the ground and rips up the sides of your legs as you half-fall. You'll need to get some help to get up; hope you have a travel buddy! Take 2 dmg, and 1 damage each roll after until a support power is used on you.
Going was a lot slower now. Bee was injured, but had mostly recovered form the zap he'd gotten and was now looming protectively over Nictor as they progressed. Not that Nictor wasn't encouraging it with one hand gripped desperately in Bee's short fluff as they toddled along. Both were a mess, covered in scrapes and bruises and dammit if that horrible horrible burnt smell wasn't clinging to Bee again, making Nictor shakier.
Bee denied it but he was tired and hurting and his abdomen had a worryingly numb spot that he was carefully avoiding telling his little grub about.
So far, things seemed to have calmed down and the duo took frequent breathers for Nictor to worry over and pet Bee. What a role reversal, but Nictor had been getting more and more worried about Beehemoth in general since that cave in so long ago had nearly crushed him. He was so used to Bee fighting and protecting him, but usually it didn't get this dire. Usually the two would have booked it out of the place by now, but that wasn't much of an option in this case.
Nictor came to a stop, Bee, bumping gently into Nictor before also stopping to look. Before them was open space and a precarious looking catwalk. Panels meant to put up were resting on the floor. Nictor breathed deep, fresh air blowing in from small gaps where the outside hadn't yet to be covered. Too bad they were too small for Bee to fit through, then they might have tried to get out.
Nictor sighed. Well. This spelled disaster.
Nictor and Bee chittered with each other, Nictor arguing for them to go back or find another way while Bee insisted it would be fine. Of course, Bee won out when he started forward, gently pushing Nictor along.
The problem was the misunderstanding currently happening between them. Bee thought Nictor was worried he'd fall, but Nictor was more concerned that Bee would fall.
Either way, Nictor had been guided onto the beam despite his protests and was still nervously eyeing his lusus. Bee's senses had mostly come back, but the buzzbeast seemed to be suffering some disorientation and lack of judgement currently, but what could he do about it? Beehemoth was determined that they were going across this beam and the longer he sat there, the more insistent Bee would become.
Whining slightly, Nictor faced forward and began shuffling carefully forward. Of course, he soon dropped to his knees when he saw just how far up they were and honestly, how do you trip and plummet off the edge if you're crawling? He could probably do it, but still, better to lower the chances.
Speaking of impaired judgement though, Bee made the executive decision not to fly over the gap. Bee chose to try and haul his rather hefty twelve foot frame across the fragile catwalk.
So. As per expectations, within a few steps, part of the catwalk crumbled off, making Bee start to topple off the edge. His legs scrambled for purchase, hitting burn and reopening cuts but doing anything at all to get a grip. It wasn't going well.
Nictor's head whipped around at the sound of grating steel to see Bee sliding off the catwalk. It was exactly what he had thought might happen but somehow that didn't make it any better.
"Bee!" Nictor yelled. He could see it now, his lusus falling and falling and falling until he hit the bottom and his body crushed itself under its own weight and he'd be dead and gone.
But Bee could fly! Why wasn't he flying!?
Just as Nictor was about to start yelling at his lusus, he saw wings start fluttering and a familiar hum joined the air. Slowly and unsteadily, Bee rose back up, smartly choosing to cross the gap with flight rather than ground. Nictor swallowed and breathed out unsteadily. All these surprises couldn't be good for him.
He was exhausted, honestly. Nictor finished crawling across and Bee happily clicked at his charge, saying see, everything is fine, you didn't fall. Because that had been the problem. Nictor sighed fondly, because really, that's all he could do at this point, trembling and tired and holding tightly too his precious buzzbeast.
Going was still slow, and Nictor was getting sluggish too. Then he actually tripped over a body and nearly brained himself on the floor. Again.
HP: 11 - 2 - 1 = 8 Damage:1 Status: Take 1 damage each roll until support power is use
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Doutei rolled 2 4-sided dice:
1, 2Total: 3 (2-8)
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Tevini Euruft HP: 12/40 (lusus) (1 ongoing until support) Damage: 2 Direction: Left If you rolled a 1, your feet go through a weak spot in the floor and send you careening onto the level below. You hope nothing is broken as you stagger back to where you started, exhausted and in severe pain. Take 5 dmg.
"Akkira, wait here. We'll- we'll find it." Trying to be brave, Tevini apologized to her fellow redblood for leaving her behind. She didn't want to, especially since she wasn't sure they'd succeed. She had to cling to hope and share it with others. Cerpin was usually the one to do this, his light shined much brighter than her's. But he wasn't here, she'd have to start doing things for herself.
"You try up ahead. I'll try over here." Tevini called to the other girl. It was scary to volunteer to split up like this but they were running out of time. Scuttle rolled behind her to back her up. He was proud to see Tevini take a little initiative. Wishing the best to the greenblood, the lusus hoped she would be alright on her own.
Mahmud HADILL SESHAT is fighting the HALF CONSTRUCTED TOWER, and is going UP
A sense of humor was needed at this next obstacle, for it was a tightrope walk-esque balancing act across narrow bridges. There were many other trolls in the area trying to make it across as well, but Mahmud couldn't help but focus on one stupid piece of irony: last obstacle, he had lost his boot. Now here he stood, having to balance while wearing a boot and a sock, to cross the other side. Good news was his boot was anti slip. Bad news was the sock most certainly was not. Mahmud fell and hurt himself multiple times before realizing the horrifically obvious.
"Ommy can... you fly us over?"
Coo? Coo!"
Both of them mustave been tired not to think of that one.
Who knows how long they had been in this labyrinth? Days? hours? Were they only there for twenty minutes? It was impossible to track the changing from night to day, or the moons' progression through the sky. All he knew was... he was done. Just totally done.
About halfway up the stairs the little boy plopped down on his butt and refused to go any further, instead covering his face and crying. "Ommy no, I'm tired! I'm tired, Ommy!" His mother cooed at him, but Mahmud wouldn't budge. "No more, Ommy! No more!" Instead he cried and cried, curling into a ball on the stairs. Why did he ever come into this stupid place, anyways? What possessed him to come into this space race?
Some time passed before Mahmud's Ommy scooped him up onto her back and carried him up the stairs some more, as much as her weary body could, until they came to an area only half constructed. Cool wind blew through their hair and feathers, and for the first time in a while Mahmud stopped crying and smiled a bit, snuggling into his mother.
They still needed to rest a little while, but after a break they got up and started off again, Mahmud still riding Harpommy to save on energy.
Caiden is attacking Half-constructed Tower and Going left if you rolled a 2, a dangling electrical wire catches you as you try to make your way across the dangerous bridge. You are severely burned! Occasionally you feel an exhilerating zip through your bones. Take 3 dmg, and 1 damage each roll after until a support power is used on yo Hp:7/20 Damage Dealt: 6 Power Novice Agility A 0/1 Second Wind 0/1 you roll 1d4, if you get a 1 or a 4, you get half health back
Caiden was walking along with new party members. For some reason the boy was a lot less outgoing then he usually was. Maybe it was the horrors of the building, maybe it was because Caiden had been separated from all the other party members he had been with. Who was to say he wouldn't get separated from these new members just as quickly. Then the last line of the song came into Caiden's mind. And all of the five little trolls came back. It gave Caiden a little confidence. It would be okay. Engrav, Forara, Luzara, they would all come back okay. "H-Hi!" The brownblood said to the redblooded girl. "Im Caiden. Are you allright?"
Engrav's Lusus Morimom is Attacking! Hp: DED Damage: 6 Direction: Down Support Artifact A Second Wind you roll 1d4, if you get a 1 or a 4, you get half health back
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