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 Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 7:06 pm
Having survived the worst of the attack, Sylvia stood to look around. Plenty were hurting, but a few were on the ground and not even moving. Sylvia was within reach of one, and she struggled to his side. "It's okay, let's get you out of the way..." She knew he couldn't hear her, but she spoke calmly to him anyway as she struggled to drag him to safety.Amasis Diryas is unconscious. HP: -3
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bobaTJ rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 7:08 pm
Now Brian was closer to the bird. He was trained with ranged weapons, guns specifically, and so his comfort zone was well away from the target. At this point, though, he couldn't be convinced that close-range wasn't better. He fired into the bird again.
HP: 29/47
( 3 damage )
TOTAL DMG: 504 DMG
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Soldier of Song rolled 1 4-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 7:08 pm
Now this was a stunningly familiar scene. Comrades falling all around him as the bullets-no-wait-feathers flew, Davor dove for cover in the snow and heard the whistle of metal flying overhead, almost like he was a soldier again. It wasn't a good time then, and it sure as hell wasn't now. He was terrified, heart pounding, eyes darting wildly around to see who was left, who was down, where he was because suddenly this felt all-too-real from the usual flashbacks. He'd left, he shouldn't have been this afraid again, ever.
But oh yeah, he'd been Chosen. He didn't have a gun, just a war-hammer. These people he fought alongside weren't fellow soldiers, he couldn't expect to see his brother among them, but they still needed protecting. He stood, trembling, not a scratch on him from the barrage. God, please don't let anyone have died. He couldn't take much more survivor's guilt. They didn't have to go through this. Davor lifted his hammer, trying to steady his breathing. Honestly, in spite of it all, he'd prefer fighting a giant metal vulture to his fellow men any day. At least that was an improvement.
Weapon: War-Hammer
HP: 50/50 DMG: N/A
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Kaefaux rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 7:09 pm
Tara was frozen for a moment, realizing Sid was down. But another Chosen, Mercy, was already carrying the rainbow-haired girl away, and Tara couldn't do anything to... to help. Well. No. She could. Of sorts.
She turned right back around, after making sure other fallen Chosen were taken care of--and immensely relieved to see Rob was still on his feet--and aiming right for the ******** bird who was causing the problems. Her arrow hit at least, and that was as much as she could ask for.
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Tara HP: 10 /47
DMG: 3
Damage Total: 507
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Seiana_ZI rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 1 (1-6)
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 7:09 pm
Zebulon emerged from his little shielding and took a quick glance around the area to make sure everyone else around him was getting back up. That was when he saw someone going towards a smaller body on the ground. A certain-- Zebulon entirely stopped seeing anything in front of him, for a moment, before swinging his glance over to the bird, screeching, and slamming his body, shield-first, at the bird in an attempt to take it out. Naturally, beserker rages did not lend themselves well to actually attacking. Quote: HP: 20/56 Damage: 0 Total Damage: 507
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ShortGreen rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 7:10 pm
Not only had Brian weathered both the s**t-storm and the feather-assault but he was mobile enough to reach her side and Misha grinned in response. The expression was full of teeth and ferocity. She moved to stand closer to him, careful to allow him distance to continue his attacks. However, she also kept a wary eye on his back. Seeing others go down had jarred her badly and worry for him intruded on the fear and anger within her.
The moment a bit of the bird came within reach, though, she lashed out with every ounce of her waning strength. Both hands behind the shield clearly helped... The hit rang true and hard.
Misha's HP: 21/56
Misha's Weapon: Buckler
Damage: 8
Total Damage: 515
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xelhaspixiestix rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 7:10 pm
This was starting to remind him of wood chopping on Finn's fiance's farm; steady, repetitive, and not quite mindless, because if you went about it mindlessly, you'd lose a limb. All the same, though, there was only so much terror that a body could keep going for long. Sooner or later it was kind of like, ho hum, hacking filets off a giant a** bird.
Mal's HP: 34/50
DMG: 3
DMG Total: 518
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thyPOPE rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 7:11 pm
"Yeah," Ernst laughed, feeling hollow. He could definitely see an actual wound in Rob - and he could feel places where he was actually bleeding himself. These weren't just gonna be scratches. But what else could he do? "Same, really." If he hadn't already known the marks had a limit, from running into Erica and her companion earlier, he sure as hell knew now. "I'm gonna - " he said, pointing with his shield to the bird. It was probably a bad idea, considering Ernst was himself pretty banged up, but where else was he gonna find Erica, or Davor? They needed to get this bird down before anything truly shitty happened. He'd already seen people falling - but what could Ernst have done for them? He charged forward. He swung his shield. He missed. HP: 8/56 DMG: 0 Total: 518
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 7:11 pm
Beth was having a hard time focusing--her gaze, her thoughts, her actions. Was this what a concussion felt like? She didn't know; she'd never been hit with anything harder than a feather pillow. She blinked up at the figure standing above her. "Briiva?" She croaked. She was feeling a bit cold, but whether that was because of the snow or her injuries, she didn't know. "Briiva...it s**t in my hair." She mumbled, trying to regain the strength to stand but only succeeding in making a rather morbid snow angel.
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Mika_Yumi rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 7:11 pm
Apparently Sylvia was more rattled than she thought. After getting the fallen Chosen to safety, she had tried to run back at the bird to deal some damage, but she entirely missed. Frustrated, she groaned at herself and tried to reset for another try...
Sylvia's Health: 54/56
Weapon: Tower Shield (heavy defensive; base 10 damage; -1 to hit roll)
Total Damage: 518? (0 damage added from this roll)
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Lissesul rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 7:11 pm
"You'll be fine. After a few dozen showers, I bet." Briiva cracked Beth a confident grin, took aim and let fly. "******** this bird, am I right?" Damage done: 5Total Damage: 523
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anemosagkelos rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 7:12 pm
There wasn't much to do but keep at it. If she kept attacking, hopefully the beast would die. Whether it was the need to defend or anger or frustration, she drew her arm diagonally crossed her chest before unfurling her arm quickly. The leather cut into the vulture's body and she knew, that had hurt. And finally, it felt as if she was helping in this battle. Marisol's Health: 43 HP
Damage: (200% x 4) = 8 DMG
Marisol's Weapon: Whip (4 Base; +1 Hit)
531 DMG
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Seiana_ZI rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 5 (1-6)
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 7:13 pm
No problem. Zebulon wasn't really thinking anymore. He was just screaming. Quote: HP: 20/56 Damage: 6 Total Damage: 537
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Viva Viola rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 7:14 pm
Now that Sid was as safe as she could be in the hotel, Mercy picked herself up on shaking arms, cracking her knuckles as she reached for her hammer. "Time to ******** some s**t up...Please be okay Sid...We all need our Rainbow Dash okay?" With that, she ran back out into the fray, trying to make another big dent into the bird before her.
[Mercy HP: 10/50]
542 DMG
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bobaTJ rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 7:14 pm
Brian fired at the bird again, against from point-blank range. Luckily, he didn't miss.
HP: 29/47
( 6 damage )
TOTAL DMG: 559 DMG
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