[Meta] The Sardonic Disapproval of the Empress (Team TCTN)

[Micillia]

Chiara Moteku
HP: 22;
Attack: 1D6+2;
Power Novice Power Attack b, Declare and use the attack in your bonus attack post. Ongoing damage you calculate on each subsequent new round attack
Novice Support A (Heal 1/2 HP of ally); Adept Def B (Nulify last damage 2x); Adept Attack A (+1 to atack, auto hit)
YTMA training Leadership



Using Power Novice Power Attack b, Declare and use the attack in your bonus attack post. Ongoing damage you calculate on each subsequent new round attack

If you rolled a 2, take 4 dmg. +1 from trap
3 damage

This guy... well he sure was something. it was large, ugly (obviously) and it was blood thirsty. The blueblood still had thoughts on her thinkpan, about all this, all this everything. Zombies were an alternia thing, or so she thought. Why were there zombies in space? The fungus still needed air to function, or so she figured. Maybe if they sealed the bodies up they could survive.  

[Micillia]

Chiara Moteku
HP: 27;
Attack: 1D6+2;
Power Novice Power Attack b, Declare and use the attack in your bonus attack post. Ongoing damage you calculate on each subsequent new round attack
Novice Support A (Heal 1/2 HP of ally); Adept Def B (Nulify last damage 2x); Adept Attack A (+1 to atack, auto hit)
YTMA training Leadership

Using Power Novice Power Attack b, Declare and use the attack in your bonus attack post. Ongoing damage you calculate on each subsequent new round attack

3 damage

Who was going down? Oh this guy was! That was for hella sure! Chiara felt it was the time to really show off here, and use her power. It felt good, this power, and she could use it for both battle, and for tricks and sneaky things. She still grinned as she thought of her latest mission, her "secret" mission. Not even Ephias knew that Chiara was trafficking illegal substances. It was her secret, all hers.  

[DraconicFeline]

Rutaca Spuode
(Keionx Rutace)
The 'Science' took both longer and shorter than she thought it would, but she felt she would do better next time. She detatched the little black box and turned - suddenly hyper aware of the sounds of battle coming in through her transmitter.

It called to her blood and she ran in, sword drawn, ignoring the blazing laserlights around her.

It was a mass of gerbils, fell creatures that had once been sweet and cute but now were monstrous. To destroy them was a service to them, one she performed mightily.

Just because she was, for now, Rutaca didn't mean that she had to give up the feel of battle - of this she was happy.

Quote:

HP: 13/20

Damage taken: -3-1= -4
Damage dealt: 3+1=4

Miniboss hp: ???

Military Grade Weapon: 1d6+1

Shield - Adept Defense B Artifact: Nullify 2/2
Adept Trinket, Offense A: 3/3 Charges, 1d4+1 damage Autohit 3/3 uses per charge


Jman: Strength
Novice: Endurance
Training: Tactics
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Miniboss: 1/2
Advancing: 2/10

 

[artificial bones]

Alibii Vesmin (Zeylla Crypsi)
HP 14/20 - 5 = 9/20
YTMA Strengh in Training
ATTACK 5 damage

Damage to Miniboss: 5
Miniboss HP left: 0/20


Zeylla was very pleased to see that a well-planned push was all Nictor needed to do something to defend himself, instead of being saved by whoever felt bad for him(also it was good to note that there were lasers in the room as well). She studied his movements, noting that while lacking in finesse, they were not faltering in their power and delivery. She even called out on the com, "You've been holding back, Nictor," in her most playful tone, which was not...very playful. She soon found herself distracted though as the horde spread out, to attack the trolls as they came into the room. Zeylla quickly made work of their soft little decayed bodies, crushing them under foot like she was playing a twisted game of smack-a-molebeast.

This was far easier to handle then the zombies, even with the lasers pecking away at her suit. The daywalkers, while excusably not trolls, were still harder for her work around her mental rules with then gerbils were. Gerbils were just...well animals. She hunted animals all the time.Their blood didn't make her pumpbiscuit speed up and her palms sweat; they didn't make her feel that gnawing, dangerous hunger that her lusus had tried to lock away when she was a child.

She stomped with abandon until there were no more left.


TWO MINIBOSSES DEFEATED WOOO  

[artificial bones]

Alibii Vesmin (Zeylla Crypsi)

Quote:

Powering on the ship is easy enough, with the instructions from headquarters in your ear. As the screens boot up however, dozens of red warnings and errors flash across the screen. It seems like there has been critical damage to the ship in multiple places. Your team is instructed to leave the small black boxes containing deadly explosives in key positions on your return path to the exit.

Zeylla glowered at the blinking, flashing annoying red lights and warnings that flashed on the screen before her as she attempted to boot up the systems. She was not fond of bright flashing colors, they were bothersome and distracting, so when headquarters informed her they would not being fixing the systems, but instead destroying the ship, the greyblood leader was more then happy to follow direction.

As long as she got out safely, she was quite happy to just blow this junkhole to smithereens. Of course, as she began setting up explosives, Chiara and Nictor both made some ridiculous excuse to disappear, and Zeylla only responded with a curt, "Be back before I finish, or I can't promise you'll have a viable escape route," of course, she really had no intention of leaving either of them because they were useful outside this mission, but she didn't bother to tell them that.

It would keep a fire under their rumps, and she wouldn't have to be waiting after her and Rutaca finished setting up the explosives.


Her only regret, as they shuttled away(yes, all four of them), was that she couldn't see the explosion. That....was a little disappointing.