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Nio Love rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 4
Total: 8 (2-12)
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 Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2011 2:33 am
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Ice Queen rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 2
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Meeki rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 6
Total: 10 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2011 6:48 am
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He wasn't sure how long he had been standing there like a statue, eyes wide with pure wonder. He had been watching the battle, soaking up every pain filled moment. He'd go from rooting for the giant house thing to rooting for the kids that were attacking it. If he had known the Maul was hosting a live action roleplay event, he would have signed up! When one of the kids took damage from the giant haven of deliciousness, he couldn't help but yell, "Warrior needs food badly." When another attacked the house, he quipped, "Someone shot the food."
All was going well until a nagging little voice from an abandoned corner of his mind crept up. He knew the voice well. It was Bob, his conscience and no matter how many times he murdered it, Bob kept coming back. Now it was nagging him to join the fight. To help the kids. Why would he help the kids and not the yummy one? It was the one outnumbered. Heeeelp theeeeem, Bob whispered. Why aren't you heeeelping them? They are like youuuuu. Just like youuuu.
"Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up", Malkav repeated, but the voice only grew louder and louder. How were those kids like him? How could any of them BE LIKE HIM?
Trusssst meeeee, the voice persisted.
He had no choice but to give in as it was the only way to shut the damn voice up. Closing his eyes tightly, he ran towards the sweet smelling monstrosity to headbutt it. It never occurred to him to use his teeth or claws.
 My HP: 30
Damage Dealt: 4
Collective Damage to Boss: 22
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Chobi_Chocobo rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 1
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Face your demons rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 4
Total: 9 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2011 6:59 am
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[[Entering from ... somewhere in the Maul; previous ORP]]
Amarus had never seen so many creatures in her life. Some of them she recognized as students, others... not so much. After Al seemed to leave in some sort of sobbing fit, strangely immune to her natural ability, she shrugged it off. It felt a little like wasted time, admittedly, and she probably wouldn't go looking for him again; Amarus was not the sweet kind who liked to pick up the pieces or soothe a damaged and frayed emotional boil. If it wasn't tough, it couldn't keep up, and that was that.
Speaking of tough, trying to motivate herself to eat anything at the cafeteria was ridiculous. It all seemed so unappealing. She longed for her food back at the dorms, and wondered about eating altogether. Anyway, those thoughts were cut short by the gingerbread house which appeared to be attacking the others. She was a little bit late, she assumed, to join the fray; nevertheless, Amarus was happy in battle, and it helped clear the gloom from her mind. She used her kuji-kiri to focus, folding her hands into her favourite: Rin. Her lips mouthed the words to each symbol of power. They didn't do anything magical, they weren't a series of attacks; they were just hand gestures that allowed her to focus her mind and her actions into one desire.
Which, at the moment, was to damage that gingerbread thing.
Wait, was that the boil who had run away? And he was fighting now? Amarus rolled her eyes, but remained focused on the house. She was not about to invite that uncomfortable exchange again.
As she ran at the house, preparing to smash both palms into the tender gingerbread and crumble it forcefully, she noticed Neil had been felled by the peppermint. She elbowed him lightly as she ran, laughter her only real greeting, and continued into the battle.
My HP: 30/30
Damage Dealt: 3
Collective Damage to Boss: 25, as far as I can tell?
Anything attacked/attackers should note:
chobi_chocobo I'm not stalking you, I swear x Ax; ...OTL
kuromeez Don't gotta reply / keep me in, just quoting you 'cause Amarus saw Al there and it pertains to you, haha. But she won't be going over. o no
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bipolar bee rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 5
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2011 7:44 am
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2011 8:07 am
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Chobi_Chocobo SCORE ; u; I loveyoutooooo.
Amarus didn't know what, exactly, would happen after attacking the house-- it seemed to mostly have lashed out at that one student, if she had been able to tell from the distance what was going on. She retreated to where Neil was standing, and tilted her head at him, bells jingling. "Hey, you-- what, you going to sit this one out just because it smells bad?" Amarus silvery eyes sparked with something which was both friendly harassment and genuine competition. Beneath that, however, she was just enjoying herself again. It seemed like all she needed to do, when feeling overwhelmed, was punch something.
Or, in this case, crumble some giant gingerbread.
She wondered how they could ease Neil's suffering. It wasn't really a compassionate gesture, but it was a loyal one. A friend was a friend. She didn't want him to miss out on the fight, if she could help it. She grabbed some passing soda off the tray of an oblivious ghoul talking to a friend, despite the gingerbread carnage, and doused one of her larger and more receptive hair ribbons with the liquid. It kind of seemed to neutralize the peppermint? maybe? She wrung it out so it was only vaguely soggy, and offered it to Neil. "Maybe this will help you breathe?" she asked him. Admittedly, it was maybe also really revolting, and unacceptable. Not to mention if he rejected it she'd just have to tie it back into her hair all soggy with beverage, and wash it out later. |
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MoonKitsune rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 4
Total: 10 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2011 8:22 am
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 My HP: 30/30
Damage Dealt: 4 - Bringin on the Hurt
Collective Damage to Boss: 30
To add insult to injury, TG outright laughed at Enzo as he walked by. "Seems you love making out with the floor. No. Lay there. Let the real men do the real work." He said with a flick of his tail as he walked past, carton of Egg Grog in hand.
Freya had certainly taking the right approach, and regarding the house, there was really not too much he wanted to each. But there was candy. Delicious candy. The large,sugar-coated gumdrops made him smile. Aiming, he tossed his Egggrog at the house to soften her up a bit, and then went up and jumped...........
.....a foot. He wound up biting the bottom of the house, latching his sharp teeth on part of her gingerbread front corners, looking more like an angry poodle that was biting the mailboil than anything else. |
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2011 8:38 am
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Huni Pi rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 1
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Sosiqui rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 6
Total: 8 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2011 10:14 am
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Anna stared, wide-eyed, as a valkyrie ghoul threw herself at the gingerbread house-thing mouth first. How... could... why would you do that?! And then others moved forward to start fighting or feasting or whatever, and Anna ducked behind the table again as the house-thing retaliated. Jack, the air stank...
< This thing is not natural. > Even though Shibey's expression was OwO like always, Anna somehow got the impression that the Incubator was giving the house-thing a calculating look. < You should fight it. >
"W-what?! Are you crazy?" Anna squeaked. "How - I can't - I've never fought anything before!!"
< You will have to fight - and use your power. >
"B-but...!" The table shuddered as a candy-cane projectile smashed into it, spraying pepperminty shrapnel everywhere. "Aaah! Okay, okay, what do I do?!"
< Concentrate. Use your power. Not the power you used with your previous familiar. That power is dead. >
He said it so matter-of-factly, as always, that Anna had to squeeze her eyes shut against a sudden well of tears. Erasmus... "What... what am I doing. Instead."
< Focus your new power. We will channel it together. You know what I am talking about. >
Anna swallowed, then opened her eyes. She did know. That power in her that leapt when someone around her was suffering, that hungered for pain... that was part of her. Part of her FEAR. She could use that, as she used her old power with Erasmus. "O-okay. I'll... I'll do it."
< Good ghoul. > Shibey peered its head around the side of the table, focusing on the gingerbread menace. < Together. One, two... >
The power was not the warm, welcoming earth she'd always known - it was something colder, crueler. Something that both scared her and thrilled her. Curse... "Three!"
Familiars were meant to channel power; the Incubator was no exception. Shibey sat down, head tilting up as a dark snarl formed in the air over its head - and then, incongruously, it lifted one paw and tapped the thing forward. The curse flew and smacked into the side of the house.
< Well done. >
Anna pulled her knees up to her chest and hugged them, feeling oddly numb.
My HP: 30/30
Damage Dealt: 2
Collective Damage to Boss: 34
Anything attacked/attackers should note: OwO
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2011 10:17 am
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Bittiface rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 6
Total: 9 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2011 10:43 am
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Pepzilla rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 2
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Pepin appeared alarmed when the house suddenly became.... malevolent. Taking her tray she ran up to one of the corners and whacked it as hard as she could.