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 Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2017 4:52 pm
In his triumphant moment, Frederick accidentally stepped on something and slipped the moment he moved. It was something solid underneath the sand, and if he shifted to find it-
- Would find a distinctly human-shaped skull, blackened, burned, scorched. It had startled to wiggle now, and red centipede larva were escaping all directions, just a few at a time.KitsuneAura Frederick can choose to get rid of the skull. He will need to find someone who has a runic torch to set fire to it (quote whatever players you want, especially the ones in the tent!). If he tries anything else, or leaves it, they just keep on writhing out. If these larvae are not defeated by specifically a runic torch, all the centipedes on the next GM ORP round, will grow into fully sized ones that will make all players take -5 auto damage every post.
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2017 4:54 pm
"Son of a b***h..." That had stung, which was strange. Ever wasn't used to the sensation, the bite through his shield, the wet sensation of blood soaking through his pants and down into his boot. For a moment, he just stared at it, stupidly, chaos raging around him. Then he blinked into focus enough to hike up his pants and actually look at it and his leg was <******** up. "Jesus Christ!" HP: 30/60 Charge: 3/3 Quote: Needs 10 HP heals from himself/ anyone else to recover from damage! The festering + discolouration, if he is not bitten again, will heal in 2 IC weeks.
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2017 4:56 pm
[Tents]
Between the tiny jelly babies, a potential Nash attack, and now the sands moving around them Tobin was annoyed. "I'll help take the head off anything if it gets these ******** thing off our back!" He yelled, then turned to notice that a huge centipede had come the hell out of nowhere.
"GODDAMN."
Then there was Dottie.
"I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING THIS TIME!!!" For once he was telling the truth. "JUST HELP US SMASH THESE DAMN THINGS AND YOU CAN YELL AT ME LATER!" But even as impulsive as he was, he had no idea where to start.
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Miliardo Kason rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 7
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2017 4:56 pm
"Just because you woke up 12 hours before me, just because you where born before me does not let you tell me what to do right now!" Ignoring her sisters demands she swung her weapon at the giant boss mob again. This attack came across its back and spun her off balance as she put too much weight into it. Her body also got suddenly weak as the creature knocked her back into the sand. The world was starting to spin. << You're too weak, you need to listen to her and retreat... >> Lei paused in his comment, << ...Luna? >> < Yeah that's my name what of it? > She thought she spoke out-loud but her jaw didn't want to work right, the words mumbled and thought more then said, slowly she tried to get up again but her whole body felt alarmingly weak. This game was serious about fatigue! << This isn't a game. This is the art of war. >> "B-bullshit its just a game...." HP: 5/40 - poisoned Boss: 89/100 Charge: 1/3
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2017 4:58 pm
Where there were a few centipedes, there were now ten of them, all gathering towards him, voracious, tenacious, sturdy. And yet-
- They didn't attack him. They simply circled, and then buried under the sand, only to reappear and do the same as if he was protected by some invisible barrier. Even him trying to reach out to touch one would result in the same effect. its me debz Leslie has an unusual effect. He repels centipedes. He may choose ONE of the current centipede afflictions listed below: - Any rps where someone is taking damage from mobs (part 1) - Any rps where someone is being afflicted by a bite - Any rps where someone is being attacked by a mob - Any rps where someone is interacting with larvae - Any rps where someone IS a centipede - Any rps where someone thinks the other is a centipede JUST ONE of the list for ONE PERSON. If he touches the afflicted person, the will return back to normal. If he touches a mob, the mob will be repelled and disappear Think carefully, and quote the user! (Make sure if needed, you get IC permission)
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2017 5:00 pm
Vash was about halfway to the tents when they burst into a flurry of excitement. He was pretty sure he heard someone in there scream, and the sound dragged him to a halt, left him waffling. He was definitely burning now, he could feel it, and despite the heat he hauled his hood up to cover the back of his neck, half-turning in place. It wasn't any better behind him. People were attacking other people, screaming and running (or trying) through the sand, bleeding and panicked. It left him frozen not here or there, fingers shifting nervously around his gun. HP: 15/50 Charge: 3/3
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kuropeco rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 8
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2017 5:00 pm
October Flynn ( Y1 Mist trainee ) - currently a giant centipede
He'd had a split second of breathing, of relaxing, sort of, after the last of the centipedes disappeared in wisps of black smoke - and then he was suddenly down, disappearing, choking in a desperate attempt to get air into his lungs, because everything was covering him, suffocating him, trapping him - he couldn't move -
A black and blue centipede almost six feet tall came bursting out of the sand, spiting and writhing and hungry. He lurched, swayed, pinsirs snapping, and then -
- he lunged, straight for the nearest trainee.
HP: 25 / 40
DMG: 4
CHARGE: 3 / 3Quote: Congrats, October is now a centipede roughly the height of however tall he is. Yes, actually a centipede. He can't remember anything, and acts exactly like one of the mobs, just attacking out of voracious hunger. He can attack anyone, he does the same damage as his Hunter dice rolls.
Instead of charged attacks, he can choose to sting a player after 3 attacks. If he does, they become paralyzed for 3 turns, and if nobody rescues them in those 3 turns by quoting that player and ICLY dragging them out, will also get dragged into the sand and turned into a centipede mob with the same effects. Unless he/ any of them is defeated, at his remaining HP down to 5 (cannot go below 0), he will remain stuck in centipede form.
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a-disgruntled-dragon rolled 4 10-sided dice:
1, 8, 4, 8
Total: 21 (4-40)
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2017 5:02 pm
Ready?
[[ Always. ]]
Bradley let out a cry and swung Yzalin forward, the scythe blade singing through the air. The blade sliced through the remaining two centipedes with a blaze of light and a spray of sand. Pain flared through his shoulder blades, a combination of the explosive bugs and disuse.
[[ Mine! ]]
"I'm alright... I'm a'ight." A flare of panic flitted through him as he leaned heavily on the weapon. He glanced around trying to find the source of her panic.
Brown eyes widened at the sight of the large centipede.
"... Oh come on... "
[ HP: 15/40 ]
[ Damage: 11 ]
[ Charge: 0/3 ]
[ Hit Dice: 2d8 - 6 ]
[ Centipedes HP: DED/25 ]
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2017 5:05 pm
Then Lysander was yanked under, as if by a shark, his leg disappearing suddenly in the sand and the hissing, dog-size centipedes snaking around Roswell stopped mattering.
Fest used Gil as a vault, sticking him in the sand and leaping with relative strength and ease, weaving between snapping jaws and others lying in the sand,
others who needed help.
"Sir," he said, catching Lysander's hand fast in his, but feeling himself slip and slide through the sand, not enough to keep Lysander from sinking backward. "Help, someone, please, we- we need assistance!"Quote: Helping Lysander: 1/2 people!
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Molten Tigrex rolled 8 4-sided dice:
3, 4, 4, 4, 4, 3, 3, 3
Total: 28 (8-32)
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2017 5:05 pm
"That looks bad," a woman commented. There was someone kneeling in the sand beside Ever. Probably vaguely familiar, a passing face in the life labs, with a distinctly gothic appearance with her short black hair and pale blue eyes. She was quietly examining the bite wound over his shoulder. "Don't move," she commented unhelpfully as she stood up and walked around to his side. Every charm around her neck and wrists jingled merrily as she summoned her weapon, a sword with ethereal crystal along its edges. She raised it up above his leg, and for a moment it looked as if she was carefully calculating some kind of field amputation -- And in the next second, the blade struck neatly through his leg, plunging through wound and sand alike. Instead of more blood, though, there was only a misty cold feeling as the runes dimmed and the heal took effect. After a few seconds she removed the sword in one swift action. She smiled at her handiwork, threw the sword over one shoulder, and reached down to give Ever a supportive pat on the shoulder. "Try not to die, okay? I want to check on you later." CHARGE: using HEAL: 25 HP: 35/40
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Beejoux rolled 7 4-sided dice:
2, 3, 4, 2, 4, 2, 3
Total: 20 (7-28)
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2017 5:10 pm
"Damnit, Luna!" Screaming was making her feel lightheaded. Or at least she thought it was the screaming... "This s**t actually hurts I don't think it's a game. RUN!" She emphasized that command with another sound swipe of her scythe. Then another, over and over she slashed at the giant, despite nearly choking on her own fear, just to get the damn thing to turn away from Luna. She was the older one, the stronger one. That was her job. < Soleil, let me help.> How?!< I will show you.> He did, imparting the knowledge on his partner with a thought. It was like throwing a switch in her brain, and suddenly Soleil knew how to access that buzzing, building energy. Fear, Bjorn provided in a soft rumble as the neon tips of the duel blades as well as a sickly green runs that chased the handle of the weapon flared to life. There was a sudden blast of heat, the waves of it distorting the word around the end of her weapon, and she turned those burning blades on the monster with a furious shriek. HP: 10 (poisoned) DMG: 18 CHG: 0/3 Mini Boss: 71
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2017 5:10 pm
TENT
Slowly, both the bodies began to ooze centipede larva, just a couple at a time. OOC If nobody uses a RUNIC TORCH on each of the two bodies, both of them the next turn will become AN ADDITIONAL MOB FOR 100 HP tied to one random person.
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2017 5:11 pm
Yeeep. He had went from clam to overwhelmed in ninety to nothing. Hell was breaking loose all around him and Artemis didn't know what to do. His hands curled around the weapon in them and he heard her again.
"We should do something!" But what? Artemis wasn't good at that part, he just knew he had to fight.
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HP: 40
Damage done: n/a
Charge: 0/3
Natsuko-neko PICK SOMEONE TO HELP ? o u o
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and be blue rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 7
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2017 5:11 pm
As the centipede burst out of the ground in front of him, Vasily made an incredibly unmanly sound, halfway between a squalk and a scream, immediately turning his gun in that direction to fire on it. The good news was that at least he didn't miss. The bad news, however, was twofold: first, that those pinchers gnashed against his shield, driving him back into the sand, a bit frantic, and second, that there had been people around to hear that. HP: 11/50 Charge: 3/3 DMG: 2
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2017 5:13 pm
[ Tents ]And there it was! Like a giant pillar of nastiness, a giant centipede burst forth through the sands and Sonja nearly ripped her mask with the grin she was wearing underneath it. ◺...Sonja? Now, Sonja. We can't... There is no way! Are you even listening to me!?◿'There is every way! We got other people and you weapons!' Yeah, sure, maybe they'd be a bit in over their heads but the chance to bring something down like that! It wasn't even as gross as these measly goobers they managed to stomp on. "I am so done with these things! Come ON!" Gut splatters littering her ombre stockings and blades as she continued to try and rid themselves of the small fries and move on the the 'meatier' parts. Someone else's voice chimed in that got a quick glance and a wave. "Yo!" Hopefully they were here to help.
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