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 Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 7:40 pm
Barth was lucky his co-captain was docile, level headed individual, or he would have found himself with a pair of delicate hands wrap around his neck. Instead the djinn responded to the avarice demon's protests with the palm of her hand pressing into her own face, an exasperated sigh following soon after.
"Sabotage?" She stared at him through her own fingers. "They can't sabotage what's not there. You didn't order the gear." had she known, she would have done it herself, but she hadn't heard about it until after the fact.
"Christof, the manic hunchback that went postal on our club, was in charge of equipment.." She repeated it back to him if for no other reason then to enlighten him to just how ridiculous is sounded.
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Azure Desiderium rolled 1 10-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 7:51 pm
Sharra is signing up to play Game 1 for N.A.P.
"Pillows, really?" As the nergal demon moved to their side of the field, he could only notice that they were rather ill-equipped for a bout like this. Already he was anticipating bruises and worse, as he made his way over to Yaya, sighing softly. Grand, he could see his fate already, volunteering to be demon meatshield for his lovely ghoulfriend.
Not that he minded, but really? It looked as though Yaya wasn't particularly delighted about the entire affair either. Joy and rapture.
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MoonKitsune rolled 1 10-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 7:51 pm
Calder is signing up to play Game 1 for N.A.P.
Calder had a bandage on his forehead. A white one, with little clover print. He had been upset there had been no unicorn bandages in the nurse's office, but one had to make due. The welt from being hit point blank with a paintball in the face still hummed with pain, but at least it wasn't a massive bump or noticeable. Well, aside from the bandage on his face.
Moving to the N.A.P. side of the field, Calder looked around for more members of his team and found it very vacant. That is aside from Christof and Barth. He wondered where everyone was at. Looking down, he noticed a pillow and tilted his head slowly. It seemed he hadn't noticed this was to be their equipment for th game.
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 7:53 pm
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 8:01 pm
Sign Ups: Fitness TeamJericho Shehk Demi Aksaja N.A.P. TeamChristof Yaya Sharra Calder Tokens are: In effect
Generating map, please wait...
MAP COMPLETE!
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Nio Love generated a random number between
1 and 2 ...
1!
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 8:19 pm
Coin Flip
1. Fitness
2. N.A.P
And the first team to move is...
FITNESS!
Movement order:
Jericho
Yaya
Shehk
Christof
Demi
Sharra
Aksaja
Calder
Maps will refresh after each round of movement OR if a shoot-out occurs. You don't need to roleplay each move unless you want to.
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 8:26 pm
It was game time. Now that he had properly warmed up and was in the arena, Jericho started to get moving. He didn't want to go in at full speed, but he didn't want to take a long time to get around either. Moving too slowly would likely make him a sitting duck.
"Good luck guys. Let's show those nappers what we're all about," he grinned to his teammates, then began to go.
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 8:33 pm
Readjusting her gear.. Yaya gave Sharra a swift kiss on the cheek before creeping forward into the maze. Paint gun raising to rest the butt against her shoulder as she limped onto the playing field.
Game on!
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 8:35 pm
Shehk was ready to go. However, unlike Jericho she walked with a bit more reservation in her step, pacing slowly forward and watching her teammate as they moved, waiting to see how they would approach the situation.
"Sounds good." the Pricolici bid to the dragon, weighing the gun in her hand anxiously again.
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 8:39 pm
Demi was never so grateful for all the endurance training he went through with the practice armor before the match, the armor felt light as a feather as he moved around blocks looking for cover.
It was a little iffy, not being able to see that far ahead on the battlefield, but it couldn't be helped as Jericho went about psyching them all up. "Yeah, let's show them what Fitness is all about!"
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 8:43 pm
ROUND 1The fog is thick enough to hide your own hand from in front of your face. There is but one stretch of land where the fog clears out, and it seems someone was just ballsy enough to head for it..  Round 2 Movements are now being accepted!
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 8:44 pm
Calder had to figure out that no only were the pillows equipment, but how to put it on. This was no where near the type of gear he saw Fitness had, and he frowned a bit at not looking as if he was going to war. Classic armour would have been amazing, but then after putting the pillow helmet on, he found it rather warm and cuddly. Like being hugged by a stuffed animal.
Once his gear was on, he looked at the gun a moment. "So I push this thing?" He pointed to the trigger before it shot off and hit a wall. "Oh! Kinda like a blunderbuss." He adjusted his hold and then looked at Barth. The guy probably was going to sleep here and do nothing. "Come on, Buddy!" He sang, grabbing Barth's coat and heading out. "Let's shot someone."
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 8:47 pm
"Well, yes," Barth said meekly as Yaya limped off, making an awkward adjustment to his gun. It was so heavy. He didn't have to carry it the entire time, did he?
He gave the trigger a test pull as Calder did, and a paintball thwacked satisfyingly into the dirt.. He tested the gun weight again, lining the sites. Not a harpoon gun, but ...not bad. "Err, now, err, hold on," he managed as Calder dragged him onto the course.
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 8:47 pm
Aksaja looked around him carefully, squinting through the fog (why did it ALWAYS have to be fog?!) as he moved. He was kind of hunched over in a semi-crouch, gun held carefully before him. Already, the lightning dragon had located their team's flag, but he intended to go after someone on the opposite side . . . guard duty was boooring.
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 8:53 pm
Christof wanted to stay by his Mistress's side. He really did. But a sense of duty pushed him to the other side. N.A.P. club really was going to get tromped, he could sense it already. And besides.... Mistress wouldn't want him budging in on her.... buddy buddy time with Mr. Dragon.
Grumpily, but obediently, he had replaced his red armor with a yoga mat and a carefully tied pillow. It would all be the same difference in the end, really...
Careful to avoid eye contact with most everyone, the hunchback lurched into position, slowly, but surely.
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