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Kaori_luv rolled 1 8-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-8)
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 Posted: Mon Jun 10, 2024 3:46 pm
Character Name and journal link Palmrya of CastorHP: 38/50 Action: More punching Damage/Healing/Buff Done: 5 x 2 = 10 Boss HP: 112/350 The bunch landed, hitting pretty solid even if the monster seemed less than phased, but he was close enough to see the damage they were doing, the monster was cracking and that was something. He had to shuffle away because it was quite a task to dodge the rocks the soared towards the monster. Chunks of the monster fell away from and Palm briefly saw the weird oily core before he was knocked off his feet for a second time by yet another shockwave. He groaned more from irritation than anything before ducking another rocks that soared past. Were things always like this? He had a lot to learn still. Palm got back to his feet quickly because he knew he was a sitting duck otherwise. Shaking off the minor ache, he clenched his fist once more, looking around for the best opportunity before launching himself at the monster once more and throwing another punch at it, trying to pack a little more power into it this time.
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Seiana_ZI rolled 1 10-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Jun 10, 2024 4:59 pm
Nembus, Super Senshi of ElectromagnetismHP: 70/75 Action: throw rock Damage/Healing/Buff Done: 4 x 2 = 8 Boss HP: 104/350 "But there's other people to heal! People who need it more than me!" Probably! She was pretty sure her words were going to fall on deaf ears though, considering Phaethon was protective of her in general and she knew it. If she had wanted to live in a hole forever they'd probably just stand over the hold... She shook her head out of it as Phaethon lifted his own rock. Arguably, Nembus could also join the magic party. She had offensive magic, and she knew it. The problem was, she knew it. She was uncomfortable with her own magic, and so the concept of using it even in this situation made her stomach feel a bit more queasy than even the metallic oil nonsense did... So another rock it was.
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Whimsical Blue rolled 1 8-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-8)
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Posted: Mon Jun 10, 2024 6:15 pm
Character Name and journal link Sailor CernunnosHP: 41 - 9 - 3 = 29 Action: Knocked down, sick, and terrified, but trying to help with a rock DamageDone: 7 x 2 = 14 damageBoss HP: 90/350 Everything went silent, settling over Cernunnos like a heavy weight. He remembered the silence when he'd awoken, like being locked away in the bowls of the temple... like there was nothing and no one anywhere. Dark eyes darted wildly about, reassuring himself he hadn't just magically reappeared on his own world, and caught sight of Hati nearby. The man looked wild, fierce... ready to take that thing apart bit by bit. Cernunnos recognized the face... he'd seen similar before. Everyone had a different reaction to his magic. At least, with Hati here, he was marginally safer. He could trust the other senshi to protect him if he needed it.
That surety cracked when the monster turned its strange eyes towards them and he nearly broke when it roared, spraying dirt. He was struck before he could flee, knocked off his feet to slam into the hard-packed ground with a grunt of pain. His mouth was filled with a metallic taste, making him retch. This was awful... he felt tiny and breakable... He wasn't even sure why he'd come here. What good was he supposed to do?
More silence blotted out everything around him, leaving him disoriented as he curled in on himself on the ground. All of his attention was on not losing everything he'd eaten today, and it was a struggle.
Can't stay here... have to get up...
Shockwaves rocked him as the thing broke apart under the other's attacks. Cernunnos took advantage, once the shaking stopped, to drag himself up onto hands and knees, spitting the awful taste from his mouth.
Stay... Something whispered in his mind. A familiar, comforting voice. Give up... lay down. It'll be easier to just let go...
The small senshi whimpered as he shook his head, making his ears flap against his pale hair and raining down bits of earth that had caught in it. His hand found a rock and pale fingers clenched tight around it, anger burning hot beneath the fear. Hauling back, he threw that fist-sized bit of stone at the beast. Anything to make all of this stop...genovianprince noticed, and got hit by his magic! ** EDIT: forgot to double the damage **
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Daekie rolled 1 10-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Jun 10, 2024 8:43 pm
Super DSS Róka of the UndertowHP: 63/75 Action: attacking again! Damage/Healing/Buff Done: 6 x 2 = 12Boss HP: 78/350 That one senshi, the pale one (Cernunnos), looked to be taking everything that was happening oh-so-poorly. There was the reflex-urge-impulse to kick him, it'd be easy-simple, to snap something along the lines of get off the damned ground -- Róka bit it back verbally and ended up just laughing instead, throwing themself forward again for another attack. Less committal, this time; the shockwaves were hard to compensate for, and the ground was unsteady enough, so after their attack impacted they --
This was all just familiar enough. They might not have been as young as they'd been once, might've lost flexibility over the years, but they were still flexible enough to turn that backwards momentum into a full flip, landing comfortably on their feet at the end.
(They still wanted a weapon. It would've made everything endlessly easier and more viscerally satisfying. But as usual, Róka made do.)
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tefla rolled 1 10-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Jun 10, 2024 9:23 pm
Character Name and journal link Illyria, Mauvian SenshiHP: 66-3 = 63 Action: Physically attacking the creature & encouraging Procyon. Damage Done: 6 x 2 = 12dmgBoss HP: 66/350 The sight of everyone's attacks chipping away at the creature's earthen shell brought a certain level of satisfaction shining through her eyes. Her gaze locked onto Procyon's thrown rock even as she hummed a very pleased sound in the back of her throat. He really was trying his hardest to do the right thing by fighting with all the strength that he muster up from deep inside. There was something else there ... something that was just starting to peek through that had Illyria's ears twitching before she returned her focus on the task at hand.
The earthen creature's own attacks were faltering and she gave a feral grin towards the guardian of the bridge even knowing that it could not see ... or could it? Shaking her head the Mauvian senshi once more lashed out at the creature with her claws, hoping to flay some more dirt off its torso, right were a oil-slicked sheen shone through. Her voice cried out over the din as she shouted encouragement to all those in range, "It's weakening and fast. Hit it hard."
Even as she backed away did Illyria search out Procyon's form once more as that feeling washed over her again.
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Sara Draconia rolled 1 4-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Mon Jun 10, 2024 10:22 pm
Sailor Procyon of LiminalityHP: 41-3 = 38Action: Indirect Damage (Basic rank magic) Damage/Healing/Buff Done: (10 + 3) x 2 = 26 DMG Boss HP: 40/350 It was working, the thing looked like it was breaking apart and the hit it had tried to lash out at everyone seemed so much weaker than things had been in the beginning. "Got it! Procyon Path!" He'd give it a shot, with Illyria and everyone else around. Maybe it was because of the support the mauvian had given him or maybe it was just luck but he didn't find himself completely exhausted after his magic went off. "We're so close, it looks like it won't last much longer and then we can meet with the others and see if Daedalus is ok?" The dragon senshi had seemed worse for wear and if they were fighting this too, he hoped they would make it out alright. Part of him wondered if all this toxic air would clear up immediately after or take awhile to go away, as long as faded though things would get better.
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staripop rolled 1 10-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-10)
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Posted: Tue Jun 11, 2024 5:43 pm
Super Sailor DaphneHP: 54 Action: One More Rock Physical Attack: 1 x 2= 2 Boss HP: 38 Her feet felt heavy. Her head still hurt. At least her magic seemed to have some affect on the creature, and everyone else's attacks had cracked it open farther. It looked possible to destroy it now. Even so, she faltered for a moment. "Is it wrong," she asked those around her, even though they were strangers "If I just sit down for a second?" It would be. She knew it. It was just getting to the point where she needed others to tell her so. In the meantime she forced herself to pick up one of the cracked shards of the earth monster and fling it back towards it, although her halfhearted toss had little power to it.
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Daekie rolled 1 8-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-8)
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Posted: Tue Jun 11, 2024 8:33 pm
Sailor Cepheus of SquidsHP: 41 - 3 = 38Action: one! more! rock! Damage/Healing/Buff Done: 1 x 2 = 2Boss HP: 36 Cepheus bit her lip and thought about it, deliberating on what words to say, almost absentmindedly lobbing another rock at the thing while she was at it. She needed to do something while she was standing here, or she'd be... she had to participate in group actions! The other girl had thrown another rock, so Cepheus did too, and then didn't think very hard about how hard she'd thrown it.
"Right now," she said tentatively, "I think so?" There was that... background radiation, bleeding into the back of her thoughts. Shouldn't she just rest? Sit down? Stay a while, forget about her burdens?
It did sound a little tempting, especially with how her ankle was really starting to hurt after she'd rolled it earlier. Unstable ground wasn't really helping that. But people usually thought it was kind of bad form if she just sat down and took a rest in the middle of something, so she was pretty sure that was also true here, and also for everyone. "We can sit down after this."
Cepheus shot a quick glance back over her shoulder, just in case, but Basiluzzo and Encke looked like they were doing pretty okay. Not that she could really do a lot about it if they weren't? But if she didn't notice, she'd feel awful about it later.
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2024 2:43 am
BOSS HP: 36/350...but retreating.....The creatures were clearly weakened by the relentless assaults, made smaller and weaker. Each hit seemed to tear pieces off of them, and while they reformed, the reformation was slower and slower each time.
They were losing. Faltering.
Finally, with all but one defeated, all four withdrew back to the central island, clearing the way forward.Quote: Congratulations, the smaller bosses have been defeated! Proceed to the final boss....
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Seiana_ZI rolled 2 4-sided dice:
2, 3
Total: 5 (2-8)
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Posted: Thu Jun 13, 2024 1:08 am
[ ... i put this in the wrong thread
I'll circle back and put an actual post here later fff ]
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Jun 15, 2024 10:38 pm
Character Name and journal link Illyria, Mauvian SenshiHP: 63 Action: following after the retreating boss The earthen creature had taken blow after blow and yet still managed to cling to life. It frustrated the Mauvian that this guardian of the bridge was proving to be more of a challenge. Her claws lengthened in preparation for another strike when all of a sudden it seemed to draw itself up. Fleeing back across the bridge it had been standing guard over did the thing simply seem to melt into the unknown horizon.
The way was clear though now. Illyria stepped onto the bridge cautiously, almost expecting a trap. When nothing happened did she feel a modicum of relief before walking at a pace that would have been considered normal as other members of her assigned group began to cross to the central island. What awaited them there?(( Illyria exit to finale thread ))
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Posted: Thu Jun 20, 2024 2:43 pm
Character Name and journal link Palmrya of CastorHP: 38/50 Action: Headed to the boss They were weaking the thing, that much was clear as it didn't seem able to bring itself back together as easily as when this whole thing started. Palm didn't know how much it would take, to take it out but they didn't get the chance to find out. The thing retreated, moving back with the other toward the center island, making Palms hair stand on end. That was never a good sign, but everyone was moving after it and so palmed moved too.
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