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Bittiface rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 3
Total: 6 (2-12)
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 Posted: Wed Feb 05, 2014 8:31 pm
Siobhan kept the boil at bay, threatening to use the hair again if he took another step closer. HP: 4 Dmg: Miss
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Bilious rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 3
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Wed Feb 05, 2014 8:50 pm
"Alright, alright! Truce! Truce!' Enzo wheezed, trying to get the ground from swaying so much.
HP: 2
Damage: Miss
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Posted: Thu Feb 06, 2014 10:21 am
Siobhan paused, still holding her long vine of hair. "Does this mean I win?"
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Bilious rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 6
Total: 12 (2-12)
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Posted: Thu Feb 06, 2014 4:12 pm
In all technicality, Sio had won. Unfortunately, Enzo was not a nice guy. He did not play fair.
The moment she hesitated, he was leaping at her, fist flying....
HP: 2
Damage: 6
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Posted: Thu Feb 06, 2014 4:18 pm
Siobhan never expected such a dirty play. The ghoul screeched as she stumbled back onto her rear, her hands flying to her nose. Everything hurt! Everything hurt! Tears welled up in the banshee's eyes. Worse than the pain, was being tricked.
Siobhan let out a devastating screech that shattered the gymnasium windows.
HP: -2
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Posted: Thu Feb 06, 2014 4:27 pm
As she tumbled, Enzo gave a hoot of victory, bouncing with his fists in the air like a triumphant boxer, "AND THE WINNER ISSSS-!!" And then suddenly, there was glass and pain and he doubled over with a yelp, hands over his ears as the scream rippled past.
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Posted: Thu Feb 06, 2014 4:30 pm
"YOU CHEATERRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
She screeched ever louder, finally rising to her feet. Rather.. floating to her feet. Her face was twisted in pain, anger and despair, fangs glinting in the light of the gym. The bulbs that kept the gym alight flicked as she shrieks rang louder.
As if by mercy of the universe, she suddenly sailed past Enzo, fleeing to go hide in her room once again.
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Posted: Thu Feb 06, 2014 4:32 pm
Enzo lay on his back, wide-eyed at the ceiling as the silence rang in his ears.
"Well. That went well." He managed to no one in particular.
The Boss gave a thrum of approval behind him, clearly biased who it felt the real winner was.
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