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Euphoric Ghost rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 4
Total: 8 (2-12)
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 Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 9:28 pm
“These things are lost, just like we are.”
His voice was low, but hard. He emphasized the two words “lost” and “we” heavily. He wasn’t sure what these fog things really were. But they are alive in some way, just like he was. They were made of fog, and he was made out of slime.
“I’m sorry.” He looked at the fog, looking for some kind of intelligence in its eyes before it dissipated from them.
I'm sorry.
He raised a hand to his lips, and let wording it out inaudibly as he thought of the team mate close by. His body ached. He wondered if he should say it, but he wasn't sure who was wrong at what had happened at the beach.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 9:53 pm
It tilted its head at Circe, perhaps attempting to be a cute pet?
A cute pet about to be punished, apparently.
It made a pathetic whining sound as it collapsed on what appeared to be its knees. It was a quiet sound. The creature turned toward Elle and stared at it with wide, sorrowful eyes. Why did you do this?
"Hooooome."
Good going. You just killed a great, prospective pet.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 10:00 pm
A light bulb went off in her head at that moment when she realized what exactly was going on with Elle. Circe sighed as she walked over to the boil. Then she bent down and put her hands on his shoulders. "They are attacking us Elle. Just think of this as... A class." She nodded. "And we're fighting against other students who if you beat enough the teacher will buy you a ton of new paints!" Circe added.
Okay, so maybe it wasn't exactly like that. But it was the best example she could come up with at the moment. "For all we know this could just be some trick by the Hunters. Don't let them bother you." Circe tried to look the boil in the eyes, willing him to understand they he couldn't let this bother him or else it put them in more danger.
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santime rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 6
Total: 8 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 3:09 am
Something seems to have separated from the mass of fog, staring hungrily in your direction. It tries to talk, but instead, hisses lowly, though you can make out a single word as it speaks.
Home. ROARRGH! ((OOC: Damage Done: 2. Target: Circe HP remaining: 10 HP ))
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~Kiana_Nala~ rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 6
Total: 11 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 3:11 am
Circe found herself once more targeted by a fog creature. She could feel that all of the fighting was starting to get to her as she now was rather fatigued. However, she wasn't going to give up. At least not right now. Circe lunged once more at the fog creature, hoping to do as much damage as she could.
((OOC:
HP: 18/30
Damage: 5
Fog Creature HP: 5/10
Target: Fog Creature))
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santime rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 4
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 3:14 am
((OOC: Damage Done: FAIL Target: Circe HP remaining: 5 HP ))
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~Kiana_Nala~ rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 6
Total: 8 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 3:15 am
When the fog creature tried to land a blow on her it thankfully had missed her entirely but she was was luckily in a position now to hit it in the side of the head with her fist.
((OOC:
HP: 18/30
Damage: 2
Fog Creature HP: 3/10
Target: Fog Creature))
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santime rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 1
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 3:17 am
((OOC: Damage Done: 0 o__o Target: Circe HP remaining: 3 HP ))
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~Kiana_Nala~ rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 4
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 3:19 am
Okay. One more hit. She was certain just one more hit would do it. It seemed to be weaker then the others. So... Maybe she would get lucky? Sadly just as she went to kick at the fog creature she slipped and fell back on her butt. Ouch, that had to hurt.
((OOC:
HP: 18/30
Damage: 0
Fog Creature HP: 3/10
Target: Fog Creature))
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santime rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 1
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 3:21 am
*lol, looks like we both made of mist heart ((OOC: Damage Done: 1 Target: Circe HP remaining: 3 HP ))
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~Kiana_Nala~ rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 5
Total: 11 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 3:23 am
Quickly the ghoul jumped to her feet right after the attack done by the fog creature. Tonight just wasn't her night with these things. The more she fought and the more they attacked the weaker she felt. Luckily this time when she kicked at it there was a ton of force behind it which allowed for a tremendous blow.
Achievement unlocked: Ghoul U Phail
((OOC:
HP: 17/30
Damage: 5
Fog Creature HP: 0/10
Target: Fog Creature))
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 3:27 am
~Kiana_Nala~ Yay! Congratulations, and thanks for the game! smile
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 4:50 am
As they listened to strangers talk Zurine knew that the group had made the right choice - if they had gone to ask them what was happening like she had suggested well..who knew what would have happened..and shortly afterwards two more of those fog beasts appeared, Zurine rose to help fight them but before she got there her team mates had already killed them. Elle seemed more then a little bit shaken and Circe was obviously getting tired..maybe the trees would offer some shelter if nothing else.
"Well whatever the fog creatures were before or are now they're attacking us not the other way around so I wouldn't feel to bad about defending yourself" She stated firmly. "I do wonder why they keep saying Home though..is this their home or do they want us to go home?..either way we ought to look for more of these survivor groups and I doubt thye would be hanging around where these Deus Ex people are" She added with a nod towards the poster "So yeah..lets try the old woods..maybe they're hiding out there or maybe like El says we'll find the clans there"
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Sabin Duvert rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 6
Total: 10 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 6:26 am
Before Zurine and her fellows had the chance to move on, the ire of the fog creatures had not been abated by the defeat of their fellows.
Something else separated from the mass of fog, staring hungrily in your direction. It tries to talk, but instead, hisses lowly, though you can make out a single word as it speaks.
Home. ((OOC: Damage Done: 4 Target: Zurine HP remaining: 10
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