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TrinityCowgirl rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 6 (1-6)
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 Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 8:57 pm
 She'd just managed to pull herself off of the ground, turning to say something snarky and rude to the house, when another well-timed shot came at her- unfortunately, off-guard, Annabel took a Seagull to the face. Whirling over-dramatically in a circle with a cry of pain- more shock than anything, she supposed- Annabel turned back to glare at the host, fur bristling in anger.
"MY FACE? REALLY, CHRIS?" She snapped, making an effort to storm towards the host. She'd probably get shot at again, but this time? Oh, she was SO ready for that Gull. So help her GOD, if she could get close enough, one of those damn birds was going down the Host's throats.
She'd wanted to talk calmly with Ratch, but oh no. Now? Now, she was ******** PISSED.
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cibarium rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 8:57 pm
 Simon froze in place for a brief moment when he heard a distinct shriek go past his ear - that could only be produced by one thing. A seagull.
A seagull being shot from a gun at unsafe speeds. Oh god, not this again! The challenge was supposed to be OVER, why would they have more gulls being shot at them now?!
...Oh right. It was Chris and Chef.
As the poor LARPer began to panic, he was darting his gaze around to find whoever was shooting, but wasn't quite smart enough to start running, making him be what one would at least assume is an easy target.
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Chobi_Chocobo rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 8:58 pm
Noel jumped back as a gull flied right past him. s**t! He screamed and ran the other direction his arms flailing over head.
Oh hey was that Lucifer? Noel waved over at him as he screamed and ran for his dear life.
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Scaramouche Fandango rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 9:04 pm
Let's pretend I did this the first time, 'k? Ratchet showed up between gullshots, her laundry in her bag. She was looking for a good, quiet place to do her laundry, but this certainly wasn't it. She thought to turn and leave, but there was Annabel, Simon, Noel... what was going on here? Why were there so many people here? Ratchet was intrigued, really. "Annabel!" she called, putting down her bag and running over to see her friend.
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Chef Hatchet rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 9:05 pm
Amon Larethian After the day's challenge, Lucifer was tired and hungry. How he had managed to keep his appetite after entering the mess hall was perhaps more of a mystery, though he was quickly losing it.
What the hell--
His ears twitched at the commotion outside. What the ******** hell was going on out there? Investigating...might not have been the best idea. Well [FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOGHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORN]! Chef took over the seagull gun and tried again, this time hoping to hit the pretty fancy-pants pyro boy. ...Only after he pulled the trigger did Chef wonder if the show had fire insurance on the kitchen and messhall. He hoped they did.
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Chris McLean rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 9:10 pm
TrinityCowgirl She'd just managed to pull herself off of the ground, turning to say something snarky and rude to the house, when another well-timed shot came at her- unfortunately, off-guard, Annabel took a Seagull to the face. Whirling over-dramatically in a circle with a cry of pain- more shock than anything, she supposed- Annabel turned back to glare at the host, fur bristling in anger.
"MY FACE? REALLY, CHRIS?" She snapped, making an effort to storm towards the host. She'd probably get shot at again, but this time? Oh, she was SO ready for that Gull. So help her GOD, if she could get close enough, one of those damn birds was going down the Host's throats.
She'd wanted to talk calmly with Ratch, but oh no. Now? Now, she was ******** PISSED.
He could aim for other people, really! He could!...
Except when a certain angry camper was stalking -right at him- and was all up in the seagull gun's ways. CRAP CRAP CRAP. Hopefully he could nail her again and drive her away, yeah!
Otherwise he'd end up spitting as many curses as his friend there.
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Amon Larethian rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 9:11 pm
WHAT THE ******** HELL?!!
Smacked in the head with a seagull, Lucifer nearly fell over, a string of curses leaving his maw. He had had more than enough of those damned seagulls in the challenge, GRRRR!! WHO HAD DONE THAT!
His eyes narrowed, glaring in the direction the sea gull had come from. Oh, someone was in for it now. A growl, and he charged (perhaps foolishly) after the tank sized audio.
"YOU b*****d! I SWEAR I'LL BURN YOUR KITCHEN DOWN!"
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Chef Hatchet rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 9:14 pm
Chobi_Chocobo Noel jumped back as a gull flied right past him. s**t! He screamed and ran the other direction his arms flailing over head.
Oh hey was that Lucifer? Noel waved over at him as he screamed and ran for his dear life. "Ah can't help it man," Chef replied, aiming with the gun. "It jus' comes out... and HA! Nailed him!" His victory was short-lived, though. Welllll s**t. Chef looked around. Now that Lucifer could see them, he had to... to... well hello there. Didn't that camper hang around Lucifer? He fired at Noel, hoping to distract Lucifer enough to hit him again. 'sides, worst comes to worst he'd just miss and... wait, that's pretty bad, even if he hits Noel and pisses Lucifer off even more. Oh well!
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TrinityCowgirl rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 9:14 pm
On guard this time, Annabel actually managed to duck the gull- with a nice, matrix-style dodge, it whizzed nicely over her, blasting off into the distance. Oh, that was IT. She was on the warpath now! Still a ways away from Chris, Annabel had a nice bit of ground to cover- she was charging quickly, however, hellbent on strangling the host. It wasn't until she heard Ratchet that she stopped- comically skidding to a halt, and whirling around to view her mechanic friend. Stopped with a quizzical look on her face, it quickly contorted to one of anger.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE, DUMBASS?! GET OUT OF HERE!"
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Chobi_Chocobo rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 9:18 pm
Another gull swooshed past his head. What the hell? He didn't want to get hit in the head with a gull. No sir, So he did what any sane person would do.. Run in more circles and scream.
Yup, the plan was fool proof.
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Chris McLean rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 6
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 9:19 pm
Mouse Pachinkorelli Simon froze in place for a brief moment when he heard a distinct shriek go past his ear - that could only be produced by one thing. A seagull.
A seagull being shot from a gun at unsafe speeds. Oh god, not this again! The challenge was supposed to be OVER, why would they have more gulls being shot at them now?!
...Oh right. It was Chris and Chef.
As the poor LARPer began to panic, he was darting his gaze around to find whoever was shooting, but wasn't quite smart enough to start running, making him be what one would at least assume is an easy target. Scaramouche Fandango Let's pretend I did this the first time, 'k? Ratchet showed up between gullshots, her laundry in her bag. She was looking for a good, quiet place to do her laundry, but this certainly wasn't it. She thought to turn and leave, but there was Annabel, Simon, Noel... what was going on here? Why were there so many people here? Ratchet was intrigued, really. "Annabel!" she called, putting down her bag and running over to see her friend.
And then, with his paws on the gun once more, it hit him...
"...Dude. This is a machine gun, why are we picking them off one at a time?"
So, with a crazier laugh than normal, the host went after both Simon and Ratchet. Crazy ploy to piss Annabel off more? YOU BET!
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cibarium rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 9:23 pm
After hearing and seeing a couple of other campers get a face full of bird, Simon's instincts finally reconnected with the rest of his brain, telling him to run. Right when he started, though, he tripped on his feet and fell smack to the ground below right as the next gull was shot at him, flying through the space his head had just occupied a split second ago.
He scrambled to his feet and, somehow, managed to get them to work correctly.
"R-ratchet! You okay?"
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Chef Hatchet rolled 3 8-sided dice:
3, 8, 3
Total: 14 (3-24)
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 9:25 pm
Amon Larethian WHAT THE ******** HELL?!!
Smacked in the head with a seagull, Lucifer nearly fell over, a string of curses leaving his maw. He had had more than enough of those damned seagulls in the challenge, GRRRR!! WHO HAD DONE THAT!
His eyes narrowed, glaring in the direction the sea gull had come from. Oh, someone was in for it now. A growl, and he charged (perhaps foolishly) after the tank sized audio.
"YOU b*****d! I SWEAR I'LL BURN YOUR KITCHEN DOWN!" TrinityCowgirl On guard this time, Annabel actually managed to duck the gull- with a nice, matrix-style dodge, it whizzed nicely over her, blasting off into the distance. Oh, that was IT. She was on the warpath now! Still a ways away from Chris, Annabel had a nice bit of ground to cover- she was charging quickly, however, hellbent on strangling the host. It wasn't until she heard Ratchet that she stopped- comically skidding to a halt, and whirling around to view her mechanic friend. Stopped with a quizzical look on her face, it quickly contorted to one of anger.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE, DUMBASS?! GET OUT OF HERE!" Chobi_Chocobo Another gull swooshed past his head. What the hell? He didn't want to get hit in the head with a gull. No sir, So he did what any sane person would do.. Run in more circles and scream.
Yup, the plan was fool proof. Chef was displeased. Here he was, the only Audio in the entire camp that served in the military and... just LOOK at him! He was failing so, so horribly. With a growl, he turned and walked away... only to reappear wearing some sort of high-tech goggles. Oh s**t. "Heh heh heh," he slowly laughed, taking his turn at the gun. "No wonder the intern wasn't doin' too well with this," he grinned, pulling the trigger and trying to hit several campers in a sweep. Hopefully his goggles' improved his aim... (( Lucifer: first number, Annabel: second number, Noel: third number. Yes, Chef is cheating. >D MOOAHAAHA! ))
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Scaramouche Fandango rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 9:25 pm
Ratchet was used to Annabel swearing, but Annabel swearing at her? This was new. Ears pressed to her head, the girl whined in confusion... then whined in pain as a seagull hit her square in the face. Owww! At least she could see why Annabel told her to get away. But... crap, where was away? That gun had some serious range on it!
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