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Mythee rolled 1 8-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-8)
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 Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2014 7:28 pm
In the haze of a pain-induced blackout, Saga peered up through the mist of tears to see a great tower. Little pink fairies seemed to be hovering in the air next to him, chattering in squeaky voices. He hadn't heard them at first because they were so small. Giving them a closer look, they both had Capek's face. "Could this be Havan? Thass wot he mus' be thinkin' now, hahahaha!" One of them asked the other, and then they both laughed. "Take that!" The other one declared, rearing back to give the tower a kick with her tiny foot. "Noooo!" Saga ran towards them, but it was too late. The fairy's foot connected. Cracks appeared in the tower and spread everywhere, and the tower began to crumble. Crocodiles, lizards and other reptiles from inside the tower screamed for their lives, leaping out of windows as it fell. The rubble kept coming down until they were all buried alive. dream generator thing weirdly on the mark again I clicked a tree because there was a tower, called Havan. The Havan fell on me. After that a crocodile ran towards a window. Just after that the Havan fell against an eraser. That's everything that happened in my dream.
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Qixel rolled 1 8-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-8)
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2014 7:32 pm
Amalia's mouth watered as she stared at the gigantic cake towering in front of her. It had to be at least 10 meters tall, and probably as big wide. She grabbed a fork from a pile of them inexplicably placed directly next to her and began to eat.
Meanwhile, in reality, thanks to Larisa's quick thinking, the woman was no longer bleeding out, which was a good thing.
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2014 7:59 pm
As Amalia ate the cake, she had the sudden thought that something was wrong. Looking up, she saw that the cake was staring back at her. Wait, what the hell?
Amalia's eyes shot open, and she sat up quickly and looked around. Seeing Larisa, she stared at the woman's shredded shirt before looking down at where her wounds had been to see strips of white cloth stopping the bleeding. Quickly putting two and two together, she looked up at the other woman and inclined her head. "Thanks."
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Mythee rolled 1 8-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-8)
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2014 8:26 pm
A crocodile crashing into the ground was the last thing he saw before everything became dark in his dream. In the black of his stone burial after the tower's collapse, one of the pink fairies was still laughing. She appeared in the dark and buzzed around his head. A big white bear galloped over the void's horizon, towards them. It came closer and closer, unnoticed by the fairy, until it snapped its maw shut over the little spirit, devouring her and stopping her squeaky laughter short. "Oh!" Suddenly, Saga could move freely, no longer pinned under the rubble. He began to walk. After hours had passed, another shape galloped towards him- Drakon! No, it wasn't exactly drakon... the horse whinnied happily from the mouth of a human, greeting his rider in the form of a centaur. What was this monstrosity?! Saga ran, but centaur Drakon jubilantly pursued him all the way to a weird bridge. Furthermore, the polarbear came rushing after them as well, ridden by some huge pink demon. Saga yelled as he ran over the bridge, straight into wakefulness. Dream generator loves crocodiles At first a gratefull polor bear, called Rodavan, withered a spirit. Another Rodavan came and greeted me. That all happened after a computer came alive. After all that has happened I was thinking about a crocodile. 4 hours later a happy centaur began chasing me until I reached Ureibridge. A big demon was riding the Rodavan from before so I yelled. After that I opened my eyes.
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2014 8:34 pm
Rennati couldn't begin to tell you how she had come to be where she was. She had been taking a relaxing walk and enjoying some quiet time. Admidst her thoughts, she had some how wound up somewhere she didn't recognize. It wasn't until she heard sounds of fighting that she stopped looking around and raced towards the sound....with a few falls on the way. She noticed some people in the chaos and began wondering what in the world was going on. "Larisa?" She said, noticing her roomie knealing down next to someone who she next recognized as Amalia. Her mouth gaped open and she stood frozen in place. Mythee Rennati the latecomer. XD
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2014 8:57 pm
NEW CHALLENGER! Another Gangster walks leisurely into the alley when he notices the fight. "What are you doing? Help us!" Cries Capek, and the new arrival blinks, giving him a blank look. He then shrugs, turns and rushes towards you, who are nearest!  Nickname: Patch Origin: The eyepatch, of course. Not the most original nickname. Likes: Pretending to be a gangster. Also, imagining all kinds of scenarios where s(he) has hella rad superpowers. Dislikes: Boredom. Indigestion. Patch isn't even really a gangster, and both eyes are actually functional. If she'd had been taught to read or write she'd probably have been an author. She's just this particularly manly-looking woman from the slums, bored of life and too good at acting. One day she was outside dressed up as her imagined character William The Fallen Prince Whose Eye Was Taken By The Shadow Traitor. She was daydreaming when she walked into a bunch of scary-looking guys. Putting up a really good pretend game of actually being a gangster from another town that just wanted to get along, she's since wandered into the neighborhood once in awhile to ease her boredom by socializing with dangerous folk and trade stories of vile doings (that she never did). While not particularly strong, she's quick and nimble, with good control over her motions. Try to attack from her 'blind side'! Good luck!
MATCH START!
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Nilah44 rolled 2 20-sided dice:
18, 13
Total: 31 (2-40)
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2014 9:05 pm
Attacking: Patch
Ren: 18 | Patch: 13
(gains +3 next roll)
Rennati had been taken by surprise when the person came after her. In her effort to get away, Ren felt herself falling, of course she'd have to trip at an important time like this. Out of instinct, she reached out for whatever was nearest to her which just so happened to be Patch. Ren had gripped onto the persons shirt and ended up pulling them off balance as well. Cringing as she felt a fist connect with her shoulder she tried to remember everything she had learned when fighting Axel. Her mind twirled with things she could do from this close but maybe if she could just incapacitate her she wouldn't have to really hurt her? Her hand released and she moved her arm to latch patch in a headlock and held onto her arm as tight as she could. Maybe she'd just cause them to pass out!
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Nilah44 rolled 2 20-sided dice:
11, 5
Total: 16 (2-40)
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2014 9:21 pm
Attacking: Patch
Ren: 11 | Patch: 5
(gains +3 this roll)
The sheer surprise on Rennati's face was probably laughable as her headlock was holding. Her arms were tiring though causing her to take a more cautious effort. She was glad she had started to as she saw a fist coming back towards the two's heads and she quickly moved her head to the other side allowing herself to escape the blow. Keeping her right arm around Patch's neck, she quickly threw a punch around to the other's stomach, hoping to knock the breath out of them and make things go quicker with the passing out part.
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2014 9:25 pm
Shakuntala didn't know what she was getting herself into.
She had merely made a trip outside of the campgrounds on a whim, baring an armful of roses as a gift in thanks to her ever wonderful sister. At first, a single rose would've sealed the deal, but then the Tischendorf began to overestimate her grandiose love of her sibling.
Sita is not worth just one rose! she cried out mentally. She is worth more! Dozens! Hundreds!
Thus, when she clambered away from the florist with a mirthful goodbye chirped in her wake, the trainee was walking with enough flowers for a funeral. The pungent smell of flora was sickeningly sweet and the trainee wriggled her nose every so little while as she forced herself to endure the scent. Despite the fact she had spent enough coin to buy meals and treats for the horses for over a week, Shakuntala was quite content. The roses were enough to signify her great adoration and admiration for her dear sister, Sita.
Her travels were short as she neared a street and noticed a dispersion of bodies that was once built up into a throng. Shakuntala stood at the center of it, blinking rapidly; wondering awkwardly if the strong smell of the flowers were causing people to run for the hills. As several civilians dashed passed her, the horse fanatic's eyes locked on to a beautifully familiar stallion rushing in and out of alleyway. Of course, she would've taken the time to gawk at the wonderful flex of muscle under velveteen skin, but she didn't.
Her eyebrows furrowed in suspicion and, as she neared, she watched Drakon turn into the alley and burst right back out. She didn't need extra study to determine then and there: danger. Clutching harder onto the paper wrapped about the bouquets with a crinkle, Shakuntala ran forward toward the horse's location; whipping passed him to the source of its troubles. What in the world was going on?
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Nilah44 rolled 2 20-sided dice:
12, 16
Total: 28 (2-40)
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2014 9:31 pm
Attacking: Patch
Ren: 12+3=15 | Patch: 16
(Maintains +3 this roll)
(2 hit on Patch | 2 on Ren)
Rennati wasn't lucky for long, though, as she let go with her left hand to send another blow, Patch jammed her elbow back into Ren's stomach causing her to gasp for air. With Patch's release, her head dipped forward causing ren's intended stomach blow to connect with her face. She stumbled back a few steps as she tried to regain her breath. Holding her stomach and clenching her teeth from the pain was when the determination set in.
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2014 9:37 pm
NEW CHALLENGER!  Nickname: Utopia Origin: This guy has like one anecdote, and it's about how he actually went to Utopia once, back when he travelled with his uncle. Who had his hands cut off, by the way. In Utopia. Right in front of him. It was gruesome. The black market is a dangerous thing. In Utopia. Anyways, he relates pretty much everything to that one experience. It's kind of depressing for everyone. Likes: ???????? Dislikes: ???????? This silent guy looks pretty tough, and that's because he is. Unflinching before any task, he does as he is told without complaint to earn his keep. And at the moment, that is to deal with some trainees that have invaded the gang's territory. He came here after running across Messyah, who barked those orders at him. Good luck!
MATCH START!
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radish rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 8
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2014 9:40 pm
[Attacking: Utopia]
+1 Tala = 5; +1 Utopia = 9.
The roses in her hands trembled as the trainee looked on in fear at the carnage before her. Meaty slaps and punches were being exchanged amongst fellow trainees as they fought off the onslaught of gangsters teaming up on them. At once, Shakuntala's instincts told her to run and seek out any more help, but she unfortunately became the victim of her own as he approached her. Her maroon eyes widened like saucers as she took a step back with each approaching one made by the scar-faced male.
Utopia cracked his knuckles and cricked his neck. Loud snaps echoed into the trainee's ears as his lips thinned. It didn't matter if she was frightened for her dear life; orders said get rid of the trainees, and thus, that would be his objective. Shakuntala held up the bouquet before her face defensively; eyes snapped shut as she took one more step back and hit against the wall behind her. Suddenly, as the scent of flora tickled her nostrils again, she remembered the importance of that gift.
Maroon orbs flicked up from behind the paper defense and glared at the man who was reeling his arm back for a punch. With a semblance of bravery (or what existed of it), the girl slowly lowered herself to the ground and pushed the bouquet off to the side. Then, with an attempt to widen the gap between Utopia and the present, she kicked off from the wall and tried to tackle the man.
Shakuntala's attempt came to no avail. The man had guessed her moves and, as she tried to dash passed, his fist landed straight in her gullet. She coughed as the air was forced from her stomach, reeling back to the wall. Despite the severe pain radiating within the bottom of her abdomen, the trainee swallowed her hurt. Any sign of weakness was a treat to these people.
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KitsuneAura rolled 1 20-sided dice:
10
Total: 10 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2014 9:44 pm
[Attacking: Patch]
Larisa jumped as Amalia suddenly shot up, pulling back to keep a collision from happening. Once that shock had faded though, her face lit up with a smile. "Oh, thank the Walls you're alright, I was so worried." She was about to say more, but then her name rang out from across the alley. Puzzled, she turned to look and was startled to see her roommate standing there. "Rennati? What are you- Look out!" Too late she noticed the gangster coming up behind her and she could only watch in dismay as the fight began.
She hesitated, glancing back at Amalia. "Will you be alright here? I should go help..." She ought to have waited to be sure of the answer, but in the corner of her eye she saw the blonde getting hit again and the gangster free from the hold. Larisa didn't hesitate again, just jumped to her feet and started running. With a loud yell to distract the enemy from Ren, she threw herself at the target with fists flying. There was one good, solid hit that sent a shock wave of pain through already sore knuckles, and Patch reeled back with the momentum.
Then she turned and fled the scene. Larisa watched her go, panting, then looked at Rennati. "Are you okay?"
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radish rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 7
Total: 14 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2014 9:58 pm
[Attacking: Utopia]
+1 Tala = 8; +1 Utopia = 8.
To say that they were evenly match was a bit of an overstatement; despite holding her composure well, Shakuntala was still feeling the brunt of the deck the taller man had delivered to her middle. Fear was overtaking her will, but just as she desired giving in, a drive powered her. Her internal conflict left her movements sluggish and trying to outsmart Utopia left them at a stalemate. Again, the copper-skinned trainee tried to escape the corner she had found herself in by dashing to his side, but the scar-faced gangster rebuffed her by becoming a literal wall between her freedom.
He swung a punch out a her again, but the trainee deftly avoided a nice clock to the eye by reeling swiftly back to the wall. Shakuntala's teeth gritted as she looked on to her fellow trainees attempting to dissolve the major point of the dilemma. She glared daggers and swords at Utopia, to which he held a constant poker face. Obviously, Shakuntala was far from intimidating, but just expressing her great hate of the man already was satisfying in its own right.
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2014 10:00 pm
Rennati was grateful that aide had come, otherwise, she wasn't sure if she would have been able to stand another blow. Once she had finally caught her breath and Larisa was standing near her with the thug running away, Ren stood upright and rubbed her shoulder. "I...think so." She finally took a look at her room-mate and noticed the appearing bruise on her face. "Are you okay? What in the world is going on here?" Now that there wasn't any immediate danger, she wanted to find out what had caused all this chaos.
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