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Seussi rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 9
Total: 11 (2-20)
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 Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2014 6:13 am
Clearly Finn had thought that he wasn't going to have to actually drink any tequila, Ripley. Back to saving himself from a fate of becoming somebody else's slave-for-a-night, Finn was quick to jump in before Ripley could catch him with a button smash combo, his female character jumping and ducking and slashing and upper cutting. So far, so good, though Finn had yet to pull off any of the more spectacular moves that could have ended this much quicker. HP: 22 Damage: 7
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Enoh Love rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 4
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2014 6:17 am
Oh, s**t! This was already a losing battle, but he struggled anyway, trying to mash his way through the offense. His jaw went back to clenching once more, and absently tilting his controller towards the other mans avatar, because that clearly helps.
HP: 10
Damage: 8
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Seussi rolled 2 10-sided dice:
3, 10
Total: 13 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2014 6:25 am
Okay, yes, this was much better. Acceptable, even, as the attacks continued on in a back and forth matter. A couple of blocks, and Finn went back on a relentless attack, his opponents health bar steadily decreasing until just the smallest hit could take him out.
So close. Soooooo close.
HP: 14
Damage:9
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Enoh Love rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 7
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2014 6:30 am
Oh s**t! Nooo his losing streak was about to get absolutely destroyed! His hands were already beginning to cramp with how hard he held the controller, desperately pressing on the buttons to try and avoid the inevitable pay back.
HP: 1
Damage: 8
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Seussi rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 8
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2014 6:34 am
Now seemed to be about the perfect time to put an end to this round of play, and Finn did it with a little extra flare that sent Ripley's char flying, landing on the edge of the ring, followed up with a low sweeping kick to send him toppling over and to the ground below.
'KO!' Was there any sweeter sound? Finn took a long drag from the cigarette that had dangled from his lips the whole time, smirking around it, while setting down his controller and turning his head to look at his companion.
No words were needed.
HP: 6
Damage: 8
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Enoh Love rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 4
Total: 14 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2014 7:48 am
He should have known it would end like this. It was inevitable.
Still, he sighed as he got to his feet, heading over to the tequila and the unused shot glass that was his. It was a quick pour, but Unlike Finn, the smell of the liquid didn't bother him. He did however, still pause for a second to brace himself for the horrible taste before he turned to face Finn and down the shot, making sure the other man could see it lest he cry foul.
"Why don't you have lemons?" He shuddered at the taste and put the shot glass back on the new bar top, all while pondering where he should start undressing himself. There as the brat in him that wanted to remove just one sock or glove, but the part of him that insisted on playing fair was, well, insisting on playing fair.
As he walked back towards Finn and the his controller, he began to unbutton his vest without much of an obvious show, and after shrugging out of it, he tossed it towards Finn so he could make his own pile.
He sat down, taking a moment to loosen his tie and make the mistake of sipping his whiskey before grabbing the controller and starting the next round.
HP: 25
Damage: 10
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Seussi rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 6
Total: 15 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2014 7:29 pm
Finn smugly watched as the other man got up to take his shot, and scoffed a laugh at his question. "Don't be a p***y." He rolled his shoulders right after he said it, muscles flexing between his shoulder blades, before he stretched his neck by tilting it side to side as well, a stiffness beginning to set in from staring up at the television screen. And then it was eye back on Ripley as the other man began to undress himself. Finn actually expected a sock, or a glove, or something small and not at all exciting to be taken off first. That would have been okay, because Finn still felt as though he had no chance of losing this little competition, no matter how big of a fight Ripley seemed to be putting up. The anticipation, working for what he wanted and getting it, that would just make the end result all the sweeter. But he took off his vest first. Surprising, but only enough to make Finn's smirk grow slightly larger, before he was readying himself for another round. It seemed that Ripley would get the first few hits in this time, but Finn was quicker than before to break the combo that was sent hurtling his way, before going on a vicious counter of his own. HP: 15 Damage: 11
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Enoh Love rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 2
Total: 8 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2014 7:38 pm
"Tch." The Intermediate clicked his tongue as Finn retaliated, quickly ruining what little advance he had created for himself. It was clear to him that he wasn't going to win, not by a long shot, but he was determined to as least try. The alcohol certainly helped that stubborn streak in him, as always.
Now, to try and break through that wall of offensive attacks...
HP: 14
Damage: 4
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Seussi rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 4
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2014 8:47 pm
He was winning, and he knew it yet still refused to glance up at the bars of life as they began to dwindle closer to the KO mark on both sides. He was too focused on keeping up his combo of attacks, managing to keep it up and only sustain a few attacks back in return. Ripley's sound was met with absolutely, concentrated silence. HP: 11 Damage: 8
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Enoh Love rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 3
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2014 8:53 pm
After his noise, he fell back into silence, the only noise between them the furious click of buttons, and the various battle noises from the TV. Ripley continued to shift though, twisting the controller like a wheel in his hands, as if that would help keep his avatar close to Finn's.
They were pretty neck-and-neck right now, and he focused as hard as he could on his offence.
HP: 6
Damage: 8
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Seussi rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 4
Total: 8 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2014 8:56 pm
Wooooops, s**t s**t s**t, he should have blocked that, he shouldn't have thought he could end it by continuing on the offensive that he had created. Ripley was fighting back, harder now, gaining momentum. Finn landed a couple of feeble attacks, and his eye flickered up towards the HP bars, something he had been trying not to do, where he could see that he was moments away from being KO'd. As was Ripley. s**t. HP: 3 Damage: 4
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Enoh Love rolled 2 10-sided dice:
3, 7
Total: 10 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2014 9:00 pm
Ripley didn't dare look at the HP bar. He couldn't. The minute he looked away was the minute he lost, and when that happened, well, there was too much at stake for that to happen.
So he pressed on, almost literally. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his thighs as he continued on, until -
K.O.
The announcer screamed, treating them both to the delightful recap of how Finn's avatar fell.
Ripley said nothing, but smirked that lopsided smirk at Finn, one pale brow raising as if to say, Well?.
HP: 2
Damage: 6
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Seussi rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 4
Total: 11 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2014 9:13 pm
And just like that, Finn had to fight the sudden urge to throw his controller at the wall. The buttons had stuck. That was the reason for his loss. The controller he had bought was s**t and this idea had been s**t and now he was at even greater risk of having to give up control for one entire ******** night. Somehow, however, he maintained complete composure as he set his controller down, before reaching for his drink and pushing himself to his feet. Ignoring Ripley for a moment, he walked back over to the dresser, poured his shot, slammed it back and chased it with a long swig of whiskey to help burn the taste away. "Better than a lemon any day." He said, with a tight smile and a cold look that finally landed on the other man. Then, setting down the glass, he very slowly began to unbuckle his belt, eye holding steady on Ripley's as he slid it out from his belt loops and let it drop, with a heavy thud of metal against the floor, and giving it a kick towards Ripley so that he could add it to his pile. He turned back to the dresser and topped up his glass of whiskey before going back. Sitting back down and setting down the glass, he had to fight another urge, this time to rub at his face. Picking up the controller, he glanced over towards Ripley. Ripley, who was still basically fully clothed. Ripley, who was winning something he most certainly should not have been winning. Should Finn just quit now, and go back on his word, and his bet? He was pretty sure the other man wouldn't have minded....maybe. He tapped the retry option, turning back towards the game, and beginning again. HP: 25 Damage: 7
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Enoh Love rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 4
Total: 6 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2014 9:26 pm
"Is it worth the risk, though?" Ripley questioned, unable to resist the little dig. Finn was losing, and that was now two shots of tequila, on top of several shots and sips of whiskey. Lemon was a much better chaser in this situation, when there was actually something on the line.
His gaze lingered on Finn's as the other man undid his belt, though it was short lived, as actually watching those fingers at work was considerably more fun than staring at eyes that were the tissue equivalent of a brick wall. As the belt hit the floor and was eventually kicked to him though, he stretched out to grab it, before he tossed it to his pile and promptly forgot about it.
"Don't pout." Ripley said, his voice so smooth it was practically an after thought. "It doesn't suit you." It was more bravo, but well-deserved, he felt. After all, he was currently winning something he shouldn't be.
But the new game started, and it was starting horribly.
HP: 18
Damage: 2
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Seussi rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 3
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2014 9:40 pm
Finn might have grimaced, just the slightest tightening of lips as his eye closed for a brief moment. It might not have been worth the risk...though with how things were going, being drunk for the remainder of the night didn't seem like such a bad idea at all. In fact, it might just make this loss bearable, if nothing else. "Maybe I just need a snickers." He replied, smoothly and without missing a beat to the pouting comment, his lips twitching up just slightly. Finn did not pout. He simply silently stewed over his poor decision making. But now, maybe, a chance for some form of redemption. If he could just win this match up, it would be a start to evening out this horrible imbalance. Ripley was starting out a little worse this time, and Finn took quick advantage of that fact. HP: 23 Damage: 8
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