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Face your demons rolled 2 10-sided dice:
1, 5
Total: 6 (2-20)
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 Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 8:27 pm
The Guardian was weakened. She could tell, by its slowed movements-- still, she couldn't give up, she could not surrender, falter or slow. She had to keep pummeling it with bullets.
She couldn't let anyone down.OOC Name of character: Amarus Damage done: 6 Boss HP: 10 / 100 Current HP: 5/40 [[NEGATING next 3 turns of auto-damage. 1/3 rounds used]] Special ability: Rook's Ambition [[Negate auto-damage; 2/3 used over entire event ]] Species Ability: N/A Now. Current weapon equipped: Sorrow and Rage; 2d10-6 TARGET: BOSS, take that! We currently have 6 party members left. +6 atk.
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Face your demons rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 5
Total: 13 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 8:28 pm
Finally, she emptied nearly entire clips into the beast, her chest heaving, her body warm. She was so exhausted that as she finished the final rounds, she stood there, staring at it: her knees locked in place, arms locked out, pistols ready to fire anew.
But it didn't keep moving. It stopped coming at her, and she felt the world spin.OOC Name of character: Amarus Damage done: 13 Boss HP: DEAD / 100 Current HP: 5/40 [[NEGATING next 3 turns of auto-damage. 2/3 rounds used]] Special ability: Rook's Ambition [[Negate auto-damage; 2/3 used over entire event ]] Species Ability: N/A Now. Current weapon equipped: Sorrow and Rage; 2d10-6 TARGET: BOSS, take that! We currently have 6 party members left. +6 atk.
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Face your demons rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 3
Total: 9 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 8:29 pm
[[OOC: Ignore this post, Facey cannot math. One of my running totals was off by like 15 and it just kept getting worse from there. I have triple-checked my totals by this point OTL ]]]
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Face your demons rolled 2 10-sided dice:
1, 8
Total: 9 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 8:32 pm
[[OOC: Ignore this post, Facey cannot math. One of my running totals was off by like 15 and it just kept getting worse from there. I have triple-checked my totals by this point OTL ]]]
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Face your demons rolled 3 6-sided dice:
1, 3, 5
Total: 9 (3-18)
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Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 8:51 pm
Finally triumphant, Amarus used her last bit of adrenaline to search the area, her fingers sifting through their battle area to see if treasures would mark its defeat.
It was automatic. She always did this, didn't she? After every fight...
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Face your demons rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 5
Total: 11 (2-12)
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Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 8:54 pm
Van's tail was curled around himself protectively, and the metal bits braided into the thick fur jingled as he approached Amarus. They were what finally snapped her out of her daze.
She slid to her knees, and then crumbled to the ground, lying there, her eyes shut. Van rushed over to her, leaning over her, making her feel a little suffocated with how close to her he was getting. She waved him away, signalling he should find his treasure first, and reluctantly he did so.
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Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 9:06 pm
She had protected someone. She'd protected a lot of someones. And now, in the next room, when they managed to drag her over and lay her down again, she simply looked up at Van with her mirror-silver eyes as he paced back and forth in front of her.
He wasn't really in much better shape, honestly, but... he hadn't had to go for three times as long as his body would normally have allowed him.
"Don't do that ever again," he chastised her, his ears flat against his head.
"What, save us all?" she asked, the corner of her mouth tilted up in a wry smile. She shuddered in pain.
Van growled low in his throat, but it turned into a whine.
They both heard a voice, one that told them to choose wisely, to drink from the right cup.
Amarus didn't think she could move at the moment, so she looked up at Van: "Go on, pup. Pick the right cup, for us."
Van wrapped his tail around himself even more protectively, and then it uncurled, and his ears slowly returned to their regular state. He nodded, and ran a hand through his unevenly cut hair, before trotting around the room to pick out their grail.
Their six allies watched. One of them stepped forward, and said: "We will show you the true way," before handing them the grail of Wisdom.
When Amarus and Van drank from the goblet, the cool liquid coated their throats, and something they lost was returned to them.
Amarus drew from the nature of her weapon Sorrow and Rage, to unearth an ability to become an Insanity Phoenix with two heads, and a span of wings with razor points. Her long feathers would trail behind her.
Van recovered something far more precious. He recovered the ability to return to that which he once was. It felt so good to be in his natural form that he could have cried, if he was human. Instead, the fur around his eyes glittered red and orange as if embers dotted the dark smear of his fur. When he opened his mouth to lick at Amarus' cheek, his tongue that looked remarkably like volcanic glass hurt a lot less than she expected.
Amarus smiled, and Van curled up over her lap, a rather large puppy. She pet him, and tried not to fall asleep out of sheer exhaustion. Time to go home.
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