"The one with the nice shoes." And if it got looks, Mal shrugged and nudged his glasses back, further up his nose. "They are." He'd noticed them. They were nice shoes, okay? He was allowed to notice nice shoes. "And she knows how to walk in them. There's nothing worse than the baby giraffe walk."
He swatted at poor Brynn -- sending her careening back toward Asher again.
Mal's HP: 34 Dmg: 3 Brynn's HP: 117 - 3 = 114 Brynn's Shield: is up in 2 Word Count:
Character Name:Mal Gherig Brief description of character: Mal is the the quintessential ice prince; cool in a crisis, he keeps a space of calm around himself even when the world is falling to pieces, but what you see on the surface isn't necessarily what's going on beneath. He has no fear of appearing like an a*****e in order to play devil's advocate, and will frequently go out of his way to do so in order to force others to think about their choices.
and be blue rolled 1 6-sided dice:
2Total: 2 (1-6)
Posted: Wed Sep 28, 2016 2:09 pm
Asher flinched, just a little -- but as Brynn launched herself at him, grumbling and scraping at his arm, he brought the dagger up to swipe across her hide again. The tip skittered and shifted and finally thrust past her, the annoyed armadillo falling away.
And Asher frowned at the lot of them, because absolutely none of that had been helpful in the slightest. Shoes? Who even noticed shoes? He blew out a sharp breath.
HP: 41 Dmg: 2 Brynn's HP: 112 Brynn's Shield: is up in 1
Brynn seemed to have had quite enough with being used as a cue ball, scuttling up and giving Briiva a mighty slash- across her shins. Before she could respond to the armadillo's attack, Brynn had already rolled herself back into her protective shell. "Well, s**t." Briiva mummered under her breath, picking up the arrow she had dropped in the suddenness of the swipe.
"Come on, Brynn," Rob scowled at the curled-up armadillo. "That wasn't very nice. We're trying to help you." Even if they all were having waaaaay too much fun with her in her present state. Walking over to where she lay, he set himself up like a golfer, holding his greatsword like a putter. He took aim at the turned Hephaestus Chosen with the flat of the blade and swung.
...A bit harder than he intended. The force of the swing smacked Brynn out of her protective armored ball and sent her flying through the air to land at Misha's feet. "Oh bugger," he muttered. "I hope I didn't hurt her."
Character Name:Robin Attewood Brief description of character: Rob is a dreadlocked punk who's secretly a Boy Scout, a grump with a heart of gold. Pugnacious, fiercely independent and "on" all the time, he loves wine, women and song and is the biggest beer snob on the planet.
Misha jumped a bit as Brynn came flying towards her and landed in a sprawl. Her hesitation only lasted an instant, though, as she recognized her chance to land a decent enough blow on the more seasoned Chosen. Internally making apologies in her head and cataloging promises to bring Brynn lots of chocolate or wine or both, Misha reached out to deliver a healthy swat to the armadillo's shoulder. She was careful to avoid her head and face, not wanting to risk injuring her. The blow was enough to send Brynn scampering off in a huff.
Misha's HP: 62 Damage: 4 Brynn's HP: 108 Brynn's Shield: up in 3
"Woops--" Mal missed Brynn entirely-- shaking her off his ankle where she'd wrapped around it sent her around the circle again anyway. "Sorry, Brynn." He did sound apologetic about it, at least.
Mal's HP: 30 Dmg: 0 Brynn's HP: 108 - 0 = 108 Brynn's Shield: is up in 2 Word Count:
Character Name:Mal Gherig Brief description of character: Mal is the the quintessential ice prince; cool in a crisis, he keeps a space of calm around himself even when the world is falling to pieces, but what you see on the surface isn't necessarily what's going on beneath. He has no fear of appearing like an a*****e in order to play devil's advocate, and will frequently go out of his way to do so in order to force others to think about their choices.
This was becoming exhausting. Asher made an exasperated noise as Brynn came toward him again, smacking her back toward the circle -- and he scowled just a little bit, eyes turned up toward the rest of the crew.
"This is ridiculous. Does someone have a backpack or something? Can't we just shove her in a bag?"
HP: 38 Dmg: 8 Brynn's HP: 100!!!!!!! Brynn's Shield: is up in 1
((GM CHANGE: At this point, every time Brynn rolls into a ball, instead of it being a 10HP shield, it gives us 3 chances to catch her in a borrowed backpack before she unrolls. Roll 1d6; if you roll a 6, you capture her.))
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Lissesul rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5Total: 5 (1-6)
Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2016 8:47 pm
Briiva grunted as Brynn swiped, rolling away and getting off a quick shot. She flinched as the arrow hit the Chosen a bit more heavily than Briiva had intended. "Fore!"
Brynn went flying, curling up into her protective ball as she went.
HP: 35 Damage: 10 Brynn's HP: 90 Brynn is rolled into a Ball!
Rob saw Brynn roll up into a ball and shoot toward him. Quickly he took the cricket batsman position again and swatted her back into play with the flat of the greatsword's blade. "Yeah, this is getting kind of ridiculous," he nodded at Asher in agreement. "Stubborn little thing, isn't she?"
Rob's HP: 41 Dmg: 10 Brynn's HP: 90 2 more tries to catch Brynn!
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Character Name:Robin Attewood Brief description of character: Rob is a dreadlocked punk who's secretly a Boy Scout, a grump with a heart of gold. Pugnacious, fiercely independent and "on" all the time, he loves wine, women and song and is the biggest beer snob on the planet.
Deity: Dionysus Weapon: Greatsword HP: 50
ShortGreen rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3Total: 3 (1-6)
Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2016 1:52 pm
Misha could only agree with the others. Who would have thought that Brynn had such a mule-headed streak? As the rolled-up Chosen came her way, Misha angled her body to check the motion and send her back into the circle. She wished, not for the first time, that she had her proper shape back. If she had thumbs, this would be so much easier. If she had human vocal chords, she could be working on talking the other woman down.
Alas, she had neither and so she could only do her best.
Misha's HP: 62 Damage: 4 Brynn's HP: 90 Brynn's Shield: Up in 3
"Aren't we all stubborn things?" Mal was beginning to find this more wearying than fun, for all that his eyes were still bright. "Maybe the next run-around someone can manage to grab her." He swatted the poor girl back around the circle again. "I really need to talk to a Hephaestus about suits that don't get so beat up."
Mal's HP: 26 Dmg: 6 Brynn's HP: 90 - 6 = 84 Brynn's A Ball and Can Be Caught: in 2 Word Count:
Character Name:Mal Gherig Brief description of character: Mal is the the quintessential ice prince; cool in a crisis, he keeps a space of calm around himself even when the world is falling to pieces, but what you see on the surface isn't necessarily what's going on beneath. He has no fear of appearing like an a*****e in order to play devil's advocate, and will frequently go out of his way to do so in order to force others to think about their choices.
and be blue rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1Total: 1 (1-6)
Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2016 8:55 pm
"Maybe just don't wear a suit." It was half under his breath, as he leaned in and tried to catch Brynn -- but out of that ball shape, he didn't get much other than a scratch against the face. Annoyed and frustrated, he swiped back, sending her away again. And Asher growled a little.
"At least wear sneakers, man."
HP: 35 Dmg: 2 u.u Brynn's HP: 82 Brynn's A Ball and Can Be Caught: in 1
Briiva watched as Brynn managed to scuttle and zigzag, more or less foiling the Chosen's attempts to capture her before resorting to play more Brynn Ball. The poor turned Chosen swiped at Briiva, only to get an arrow straight to the chest that sent her flying and rolling back into her ball for safety. Briiva frowned, hoping that this wouldn't go on much longer. There was only so much their magical shield- thing, could take after all.
Brynn-ball shot toward Rob so fast he didn't have the chance to ready his sword to swat her toward the next person (or cat, in this case). "s**t!" he swore, dancing out of the way. He attempted to grab her, but he lost his balance and fell on his face.
"s**t," he repeated, face full of dirt..
Rob's HP: 41 Dmg: 0 >_< Brynn's HP: 72 2 more tries to catch Brynn!
ShortGreen
Character Name:Robin Attewood Brief description of character: Rob is a dreadlocked punk who's secretly a Boy Scout, a grump with a heart of gold. Pugnacious, fiercely independent and "on" all the time, he loves wine, women and song and is the biggest beer snob on the planet.
With a growl low in the back of her throat, Misha met the rolling armadillo head-on. There was little hope of catching Brynn in her current state but Misha had hopes. After all, the other Chosen had to get tired of this game eventually, right?
Unfortunately, this was not the moment and Brynn reacted to Misha's pounce with nothing more substantial than a change in direction. Action to reaction, Brynn rolled towards Mal, still in her neat little ball.
Misha's HP: 62 Damage: 8 Brynn's HP: 72 1 more try to catch Brynn!
