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Toshihiko Two rolled 1 100-sided dice:
27
Total: 27 (1-100)
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 Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2012 9:42 pm
The giant genie swaggered up to the robot arm, and rightfully a flimsy machine should be no match for the hulking hand and arm that wrapped around it.
But after about five seconds, Harrison's arm was nailed to the floor. He looked vaguely surprised, then disentangled his hand from the robot's death grip. He shook it out, grumbling, "I wasn't ready."Quote: Gene (Harrison) is an 8ft male djinn. He is muscular and bare-chested. His skin is the color of smoke. He is wearing silky pants, soft slippers and is practically dripping with gold jewelry. He looks like he is wearing a turban. On closer inspection, it is a small, thin unicorn with swirly purple eyes. 21-40 - There is a small struggle, but the result is inevitable: Odin won't be taken down so easily!
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2012 9:56 pm
Ramona kept her smile and nodded pleasantly, for all the world just another endearing parent giving her son's ghoulfriend a jokingly hard time. "I see. I've also been told my Mortie did a fabulous job outfitting one of the horsemen at your booth," she went on to say, lightly pressing a few fingers over her heart. "I knew he had it in him~ He's always worn suits so well, but he insists on wearing everything with jeans. Ratty ones at that. It's a shame that he always latches onto what he finds comfortable instead of broadening his horizons; I'm sure you've probably noticed that by now."
Ramona gave a small, disappointed sigh at the acknowledgment, then made a small gesture towards Mort's booth in general. "Care to try the games? Mortie's made quite a few little trinkets to take home and I'd hate for him to have lost sleep to only give out a few. Granted, I told him we should have put this booth up earlier, but he insisted on wandering off . . ." Out came another little, long-suffering sigh mothers were full of.
Mort meanwhile owlishly blinked up at the giant djinn. After watching a twelve year old doll whack it down it was downright hilarious to see the big guy not be able to best it. "S'alright," he said bracingly as he handed over one of the lightning bolts Lancelot hadn't stuffed in his cheeks. "Odin's a strange mech. A-At least didn't shock, eh?"
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AyeAvast rolled 1 100-sided dice:
10
Total: 10 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2012 10:16 pm
This was anything but a jokingly hard time. It felt far closer to battle, each woman all armored out with only words and smiles, each a deadly weapon should they choose to use it. "Oh yes, he did a marvelous job helping Salbei." Best to use absolutely proper nouns when dealing with Ms. McNeal. "As for his current dress, I think its fine. Yes, suits would be splendid, but they wouldn't be Mort. And its vastly more important that he's comfortable, especially with himself."Yes Ramona. Belladonna was trying to show just how awful a mother you were by turning all of this back around. There was no way she was going to let herself be lured into trap like some silly creature who had never done this dance before. Perhaps not this particular one, but definitely this cat and mouse game of using polite words to gut another. One brief moment of peace was awarded the witch and she almost let her face fall, but she only looked at the contraptions in a curious manner before she nodded at the older woman. "What a marvelous idea!" And with that she skipped over to the metal arm and took a deep breath. Even if she failed, that was alright because it meant that Ramona could watch her take at least a small prize. With a flourish the witch rolled up one sleeve of her uniform and glared at the machine momentarily before she assumed the proper arm wrestling position. And then the machine smacked her hand back faster than she could blink. Which was really the only reaction Belladonna had as she extracted her hand and shook it out, blinking at the machine the entire time. Finally, a tiny little "ow" squeaked by. How embarrassing...
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Seussi rolled 1 100-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2012 10:18 pm
Alex was taking Odin down. Dooooowwwwn. The zomboil stepped up to the plate, so to speak, and placed his hand in that of the robotic arms, ready and raring to show off his incredible zombie strength in this battle of brawn. Of course, he was expecting this to be super easy. Sure, Belladonna just got her butt-kicked by the metal monstrosity, but Alex was fairly confident that he could win this thing without a hitch. The seconds counted down, and Alex tightened his grip. .......................... Alex had never felt so mortified in his unlife as he slipped his twisted arm away from the machine, giving it a very dirty look through his visible eye. With a loud sigh he reached up with both hands to run them through his hair at once, holding the mop of white streaked with black above his head as he continued to glare balefully at the arm, his empty eye socket completely exposed for anybody to see.
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2012 10:45 pm
The doll made another small motion with her hand as if to brush off Belladonna's statements. "I find he already is quite comfortable, if not . . . resigned about himself," she said. "Though I'm glad he decided to run for student council; he's been in a rut lately, though he won't tell me why." Ramona made a small frown but it was soon smoothed out as the witch went to try her luck at wrestling.
Mort winced a bit as she got slammed particularly hard on the buzzer. "S'good try," he told her as he handed over a lightning bolt, leaning in closer than needed so that he could talk without his mother hearing. "I-Is Mom needling you? M'sorry if she is. Th-Think put her in foul mood by being last booth up . . ."
Not wanting to arouse Ramona's suspicions, he then turned to Alex and his . . . ouch. "What happened, champ?" Mort asked with a little grin. "Looks like n-need to get strength back up." That was when he noted that the other zomboil was missing an eye. Huh . . . Well he knew how to fix both problems at once! Mort opened a box of pizza, pulled out a slice of Eye C U, and handed it to him on a napkin along with a lightnign bolt as well; a cyan eye stared into Alex's soul. "Think this oughta work! Though, er, what happened to eye?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2012 11:19 pm
Alex hadn't really realized that he was being watched, and he winced a little with a grimace, letting his arms drop back down to his sides as he turned away from the robotic arm that had just kicked his bony undead a**. "I uh, guess it just took me by surprise is all." He grinned, though anybody who knew him well or was looking closely enough could see that he was clearly unhappy...though it wasn't just about losing to a machine. Mort was handing him something, and the zomboil took it without a word, then glanced down towards what it was, only to have the food stare back at him. ".........." He wasn't sure what to say about that, and wondered if this was Mort's idea of a joke. Reaching out with his free hand, he plucked the cyan eyeball off of the pizza, brushed his hair away from over his eye socket with the back of his hand, and popped the eyeball in. It was greasy and disgusting from the baked cheese, and felt strange after going several days with only emptiness. Of course, since the optic nerve was still severed, the zomboil couldn't see a damn thing. "Lost it in a certain house that I probably shouldn't have been in." Was his reply, as he poked at the bright blue eye with his index finger, moving it around. "Is this thing even in straight?" He asked, before bringing up the pizza to take a large bite.
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Scyerline rolled 1 100-sided dice:
15
Total: 15 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 1:08 am
"Hahaha", Hazel laughed at the crude looking invention of a robotic arm attached to - what is that? - a wooden box. No way could she possibly lose to something that looks so elementary compared to hunter tech. Putting and arm up to wrestle with it, she was too busy laughing at the thing to even realized she had already had her arm pinned and lost the game. "WHA? I WASN'T EVEN READY! THIS GAME CHEATS!"Quote:  Hazel is a 6-foot tall, busty, female Were-Hare. Basically a werewolf but a hare instead of a wolf. She has unusually short ears for a hare, but at least she still has that fluffy tail! Her voice sounds tomboyish with a slightly 'husky' tone.
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Scyerline rolled 1 100-sided dice:
17
Total: 17 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 1:12 am
"You piece of s**t! I demand a rematch!" she pointed and yelled at the arm wrestling machine. No way was she going to lose to this animatronic crap. As soon as the timer went off, Hazel tried her hardest to get the stupid arm to bend, but instead found her self pinned another time. "Stupid! You suck! I quit!" Hazel threw her arms in the air. She blamed this new body that she wasn't able to win at the simplistic game. If she was there in person, she would be able to beat the crap out of the thing to teach it a lesson. Quote: Hazel is a 6-foot tall, busty, female Were-Hare. Basically a werewolf but a hare instead of a wolf. She has unusually short ears for a hare, but at least she still has that fluffy tail! Her voice sounds tomboyish with a slightly 'husky' tone.
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 3:12 am
Freya looked at Mort's booth, giving it a long, hard once-over before actually trying to play any of his games. At least he had a booth! She didn't know if he was around it at the moment, but he was running for the Student Council, which meant he was probably busy. In fact, he even had a suggestions box laid out for people to give their ideas to him without him being there. Time management!
FEEDING THE BOX
Character Name: Freya (IHU)
Character Species/Class: Valkyrie/Reaper
Year: 3
Comment/Suggestion: More small group outings!
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Nio Love rolled 1 100-sided dice:
12
Total: 12 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 3:15 am
Another arm wrestling game! This time, it was with a robot hand. She hadn't seen Mort's newest bodily addition yet, but if she knew what he'd named it, she would be very disappointed. This one was aptly named, however! She sat down, pushed the button, and took the hand. It was just like arm wrestling papa at home! She became nostalgic. It cost her the match. Quote: 1-20 - Weak! Odin eats punks like you for breakfast. It slams your hand down shortly after the countdown finishes Ol-j-man I'd love a consolation prize please!
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 5:07 am
Alice nodded as she shook the boils hand. " Pleasure to meet you Mort. My name is Alice. I've had fun meeting up with some new people today. And I even had the chance to know how that-" as she pointed to the machine."- was made."
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 5:16 am
Ingrid just came into this booth. “ Wait… Is this new? “, she mumbled as she looks around the booth. She never really seen this booth before. Well, probably she did, but she’s just too dumb busy to remember it.
She walks to the booth, and founds out a box with suggestion cards piled up. “ Suggestion cards? “, she said as she picked one of the cards. “ Got some opinions on this… “. She reached in her pocket, and took out a pen. She clicked the top, and quickly write the informations needed, and the suggestions.
FEEDING THE BOX
Character Name: Ingrid Fühler
Character Species/Class: Monster - Hippocerf
Year: 1
Comment/Suggestion: More space for the Movie Club! They could probably also provide movies for learning in class. Or perhaps, a bigger space for the
Ingrid stopped. She realized the paper is too small for her to write a lot of comments. “ What’s done is done. “, she sighed, then drops the paper to the box nearby.
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santime rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 3
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 5:20 am
Round 1
HP: 10
CPU HP: 12
The booth Eisheth walked into was dedicated to one of the Student Council candidates, as many other booths around. This particular boil appeared to be a big fan of mechanics and robots: in fact, the alchemist even remembered him, if she was correct, that was one of Mei's friends. Unfortunately, she didn't see the owner itself around, but if that's a Mei's friend, she might even vote for him, if she's allowed. Mei won't befriend indecent person.
Meanwhile, the booth was providing sort of a game: using the remote control visitors were able to do some robo fighting. Eisheth set herself comfortably, and took the controller, though she wasn't sure she can do anything.
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santime rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 3
Total: 4 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 5:21 am
Round 2
HP: 8
CPU HP: 12
And indeed: no matter how hard the horseman was trying her robot wasn't able to do a single hit. Perhaps, she was better in fighting herself...
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santime rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 2
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 5:22 am
Round 3
HP: 6
CPU HP: 12
Eisheth was seriously struggling. May be her robot is broken? Why it isn't able to land a blow on the opponent? And the CPU robot, on the contrary, seemed too fast and powerful; it's cheating, decided the alchemist. Obviously.
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