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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 6:55 pm
He had gone to take a step backwards and the bird's actions saw to it that the rest of him hit the snow with his leading foot. Diryas felt the feathers hit him and then nothing.
Diryas is unconscious. HP: -3
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Glass Pomegranates rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 6:55 pm
Mathilda cried out as the feather pierced her skin. She wasn't feeling to good, with blood exiting her body from multiple wounds.
MATHLDA: 47
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Mika_Yumi rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 6:56 pm
Sylvia saw the bristling and knew that something bad was coming. She turned to run to a decent distance, but she knew she couldn't run forever. Finally, she turned and bunkered down behind her shield. She could see and feel the feathers flying past, but luckily she was small enough to stay safe with her weapon. Thank goodness. But many around her were not so lucky...
Sylvia's Health: 54/56 Weapon: Tower Shield (heavy defensive; base 10 damage; +1 to defending roll) Total Damage: (did not attack)
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ShortGreen rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 6:56 pm
Misha stumbled backwards and landed on her butt in the snow but managed to get her buckler up and curl behind it. It helped some. Not totally but enough to cut some of the damage. Every muscle ached. This was going on far too long. They were getting too tired.
She looked around frantically to see if there was anyone in worse shape than she was. With relief, she saw Mercy taking guard over Sid and Ernst over Rob.
Misha's HP: 21/56 Misha's Weapon: Buckler
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Seiana_ZI rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 6:57 pm
Oh that bird was opening its mouth no no no-- Zebulon threw up his shield in front of his face and ducked down in an attempt to defend himself from as much of the onslaught as possible. He was definitely still swiped by a metallic feather or two here and there, but at least half of them plunked harmlessly off the shield he was attempting to hide behind. Thank Athena he was able to avoid most of that--
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bobaTJ rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 6:57 pm
Oh, no...
The bird bristled and Brian dropped to his knees in a last-ditch attempt to defend himself. A feather still struck, but he had a feeling that it wasn't as bad as it could have been. He found himself reflexively glancing toward Misha. She wasn't doing well, it seemed. He huffed and rushed to her, just to be sure she wasn't going down. Someone had grabbed Rainbow Hair, that was good.HP: (30/2=15) 29/47 ShortGreen Misha's earned herself a battle buddy. He will defend her if she's in trouble next Birdroll!
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and be blue rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 7:00 pm
The feathers caught Asher completely off-guard -- and, holding just a small dagger, there wasn't a whole lot he could do to defend. He dove for a pile of snow, still wet and sticky with the dung, as if it would serve as a shield.
It did not. The feathers slashed over him, leaving him gasping just a bit, shocked and aching, feeling just a bit weak.
ASHER HP: 3/47
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xelhaspixiestix rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 7:01 pm
Maybe managing to shield himself had been a boost to the confidence or a sign that the stars were turning in his favor. Mal managed to hit Mama Bird hard enough to make his shoulders ache-- and to do a goodish chunk of damage.
Mal's HP: 34/50 Dmg: 12 DMG Total: 496
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 7:02 pm
The wound in his side was driving him nuts. Glancing over for the first time, he noticed Sid standing close to him. "Hey, love," he grinned at her. "Let's get this b***h."Just then the great bird loosed its feathers. Almost as soon as that happened, he saw a form flying for him. Ernst! Protected by his roomie's shield, he was still winged by one of the sharp metallic feathers and went down hard, blood soaking into the snow. "Yeah, I'm okay," he managed, coughing up blood. "Not feeling so great though…" Rob's HP: 6/50 (protected by Ernst)
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phoenix kiss rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 7:02 pm
"Okay, you big piece of s**t," Ewan grunted, "I'm going to barbeque you before this is over." He took another swing, perhaps spurred on by the fact that all around him other Chosen were dropping to the snow, unconscious...
Before long, he was going to, as well. HIs hand holding the sword had gone a bit sticky, almost numb ..
Ewan's HP: 20 Bird HP: n
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 7:02 pm
Beth really should have known better than to stand at the bird's feet. She should have known that when it hunkered down, she needed to back away as quickly as possible. But Beth was not skilled in combat maneuvers and it really did not occur to her to dodge or run or anything. So she had a front row seat to when the bird decided to filet them. Beth went flying and landed on her back, wind knocked out of her and metal feathers protruding from her body. Some of them were stopped by the fluffy coat. Others, not so much. It was...unimaginably agonizing and Beth couldn't help the pained whimpers that slipped from her mouth.
She lay there for a few minutes, the slow movement back and forth of her arms and legs distinguishing her from some of the other Chosen who had been knocked out.
HP: 0/47
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 7:03 pm
Mercy Was not prepared for what was about to happen next. The moment the giant bird's eyes went bright, she was scrambling to get away, put some distance between herself and the danger. But it was too late. Feathers flew everywhere followed by screams. She barely saw a head full of rainbow hair on its way to meet the ground. "SID?!!!!" The thought of her new friend somehow ending up dead or worse gave her the energy she needed to push herself through the snow to pick her up as best as she could. "I've got you, ********!" She decided to make her way towards the hotel, looking for a head full of blonde dreads to make sure he was okay at least. Rob was going to be pissed.
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Lissesul rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 7:03 pm
Briiva shot an arrow, but it bounced harmlessly off the bird. She was aware of the injured lying around her, and did her best to focus on them as well as the ******** chicken. Close by She saw Beth go down, alarmingly close to where the bird was. Briiva ran as best she could over to her, dropping to check her pulse. Briiva smiled a little, Beth didn't seem to be in mortal danger yet, but she also probably shouldn't be moved. "Play dead, I'll be you're shield for a bit." Briiva stood over Beth protectively, pulling her bow taut and taking aim. No damage!
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anemosagkelos rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 7:04 pm
Marisol wasn't sure what the hell was going on. There were people down and unmoving, as well as people who were standing but looked damn near ready to faint. She herself was up, alive, but still her attack did little. Whether she should even continue attacking or whether she should hope there were others as able to continue the fight while she checked on those who were too still-- Marisol's Health: 43 HP Damage: (50% x 4) = 2 DMG
Marisol's Weapon: Whip (4 Base; +1 Hit)
498 DMG
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xelhaspixiestix rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 7:06 pm
This swing did less-- it still hit, though, and it took the edge off his fury. Damn bird. Damn lack of preparedness. Though, he thought he would have no end of people lining up to try to whup his a** once they got back to Michigan.
There was that to look forward to.
Mal's HP: 34/50 DMG: 3 DMG Total: 501
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