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A Wandering Esper rolled 1 20-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-20)
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 Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 5:36 pm
Ack---- !
This wasn't going as good as he'd hoped. Not quick enough !
It was time for a VIBRATO PUNCH !!!!!!!
((AND THAT'S AN AMAZING 12 FOR ME. xd Oh Xavier you failure.))
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revenant aria generated a random number between
1 and 50 ...
38!
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 5:37 pm
"How should I know why he's on fire?" Luke was gazing forrward, jaw dropped open, olive green eyes staring rather dumbly ahead. "You didn't saw we were fighting Don Diabolos. Even between half of Destiny city, we'll up end up in a shitpile of bodies." Luke frowned. When he wanted to meet the best wrestler of all time, this was not the circumstances of how he pictured it.
No. It would probably be along the lines of unicorns, flowers and Don Diabolos destroying all. Except this time, they were the flowers. Trampled on. Killed. Dead.
Luke should never have let Kaatje pull him into this. Yep, just exit the ring through the string--- WHY WAS KAATJE GOING FORWARD WHAT NO. Actually in a way, this was fun-- getting pummeled in a crowd in the ring. Yep.
He'd better make his way through the crowd. Here he goes!
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Akina Tokuwa generated a random number between
1 and 50 ...
19!
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 5:42 pm
In the last crystal battle, Ares had gone balls to the wall and all but broken her own arm trying to get that crystal. It had been rash and reckless, and distinctly without a real strategy. This time, she had strategy. As all the bodies began to slowly descend on the hyper-powered wrestler, Fallon hung back and watched. She kept to the perimeter, dodging elbows where she could, slowly creeping closer to that crystal.
The need to have it made the muscles in her chest tighten. All of her training was for this moment. If she had this crystal, then her plans for the future might be realized even faster. Magenta eyes leveled, and she crossed the ropes, dodging what she could and trying to eyeball the clasp on the belt.
If she could get it off of him, maybe she could just transform and bolt. She had a mask on, didn't she?
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Akina Tokuwa rolled 1 20-sided dice:
17
Total: 17 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 5:45 pm
On second thought, Fallon couldn't resist the tingling in her fingers. She was so close to Don that her arms tightened to a fist and flew in her signature FACE PUNCH move. The aim was for the kidneys with all the ferocity of Ares... and yet none of the enhanced strength.
(( The new total for Dear Stabbey is 36! ))
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thefancycakes generated a random number between
1 and 50 ...
45!
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 5:50 pm
Well, this would be a piece of cake. Grace and tact always came out on top, and as it stood, everyone in the ring seemed to be lacking in both. It was up to Elegancia to win the ULTIMATE MAGICAL SOMETHING-OR-OTHER BELT, and she would not disappoint! She would don the cloak of The Swan Song, an elegant fighter even more beautiful than Sailor Rosalind! Well, almost. To really get the whole "vicious yet classy" look, Elegancia chose to don the dress of a truly fearsome figure-- Bjork. Have you seen her? The woman goes from zero to a billion in no time at all! Elegancia needed to channel that into this wrestling match. Not only did she have a crystal to obtain, she had a point to prove to her roommate, Gloria. That pig-headed, man-bodied amazon needed to know that being a crazy and greased-up fighter was not all that and a bag of chips. It wasn't even anything at all. So, The Swan Song started the battle by diving into the fray with an elegant frilled parasol, tossing it out of the ring as she did so...
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Infinities generated a random number between
1 and 50 ...
27!
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 5:52 pm
This had been a terrible idea from the beginning, Miss Fortune decided, strutting her sparkly stuff. Heels, tails on her costume, a tophat, and her distinguishable mass of curls pulled aside her face... Absolutely terrible idea really, but the things that she had been hearing... and the sight of the sparkling gem in that belt... For the girl who had everything, something she didn't have was powerful incentive. And that shiny was something she wanted desperately.
People had surged after Don Diablos, eager to try his fists at the announcer's cry. Or rather, Don Diablos surged after people. Thank god she hadn't worn red. Ja- Miss Fortune didn't like getting hurt. She would wait, and hope he wore off his Crystal steroid-induced rage on the others first. Closer and closer she inched, trying to gauge his range and trying to stay just outside it. Purple eyes took in the other masked fighters, trying to judge her chances in this madhouse.
What could she do? What should she do? Fighting was not one of Jada's skills. Why had she done this again?
Lucha Libre! Hey!
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Silverah generated a random number between
1 and 50 ...
17!
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 5:59 pm
The fight was on, and Snarls Darwin dove into the fray. Underneath her home-made mask, Tallulah Cowden felt faintly ridiculous, but for that crystal and for the moon kingdom, Sailor Europa was willing to do anything. So here she was, trying, with dozens of others, to get to the Don and knock him out.
There was safety in numbers, she assured herself, diving into the fray and trying to avoid the elbows being thrown. The Don would knock out the people closest, first. And then, when he got tired...
Snarls Darwin would be there to take that crystal.
(17 + 13 specialty move on page 5. 30 total)
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Zee Oddwyn generated a random number between
1 and 50 ...
41!
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 6:10 pm
Beneath her home-brewed costume, Fred was grinning like the batsh*! insane robot she was pretending to be. Chance of a freaking lifetime! Open call for a chance to throw down with Don Diablo?! Yes freaking please! The music, the lights, the screaming of the spectators, and her fellow contenders made for a heady rush of adrenaline. Provided she was able to use her arm after this, she was definitely going to be designing a tattoo based on this! But the Iron Maiden was aiming to take home that glowing Championship belt!
The Iron Maiden answered the Don's bellow with her own predatory shriek, and ran to meet him, feinting to the side at the last second to aim a punch at his kidneys. Fight fair? Pfffffft.
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Syusaki generated a random number between
1 and 50 ...
17!
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 6:11 pm
Krazy Kiribani had realized Don Diablos was probably the greatest wrestler in the entire city, but she hadn’t realized that he was so good that he would be on fire. Her hands tightly gripped her night stick, still casually placed on her shoulders. She looked around at the audience through her goggles. It was loud. Incredibly loud. And how had the staff managed to cram so many people into one measly ring? This was going to end up as a mess. She would end up as a mess. Maybe signing up for this competition wasn’t such a clever idea.
Then her eyes strayed back to the glowing crystal on his belt.
She pulled her lips into a tight, determined frown. May as well as try! Right? Swallowing her fear, she jumped forward and aimed her stick for Don Diablos’ stomach.
Here goes nothing!
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cibarium generated a random number between
1 and 50 ...
46!
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 6:11 pm
The Wild West was moving as slow as everyone else was moving fast. It was really a mystery whether he was even there to brawl or not... there was no trace of the fight-or-flight response present in his demeanor. Instead he was wearing a lazy, lopsided smirk as he hooked a thumb in a belt loop and paced his way across one edge of the stage.
There sure were a lot of teenage kids here, that was worrying. Was it even legal to do this if you were under 18?
Figuring he might be at an advantage if he were armed somehow, he crossed his arms over the ropes and learned towards the people sitting in the front row. And then, with a practiced drawl, he asked, "Would any of you fine folks care to toss me a chair?"
He recieved a water bottle to the face for his efforts.
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wuthering gee generated a random number between
1 and 50 ...
11!
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 6:13 pm
Super Van was so ready to rumble it wasn't even funny.
Before the bell rang she stood restlessly with the other competitors, shifting her weight from side to side, and looked just about as intimidating as any scrawny eighteen year old girl with a worn out table cloth draped over her shoulders possibly could. Waiting was difficult for her, and Vanessa, who was running high on adrenaline and the ecstatic cheers of the crowd, had to pinch her own arms to keep from launching herself at Don Diablos ahead of go time.
But then the bell rang, and the grin that exploded onto Vanessa's face was positively dazzling, because she didn't have to hold back anymore.
And freedom was exquisite.
The trouble was that she didn't precisely have a strategy, and sort of lost her head to the chaos that exploded on the ring. There was so much noise! There were so many people!
Giddy, heart thundering, Vanessa grit her teeth together and charged forwards with a ferocious war cry.
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Syusaki rolled 1 20-sided dice:
18
Total: 18 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 6:18 pm
Krazy Kiribani stumbled forward. Shoot. Shoot. Shoot. She was going to get creamed if she didn't do something quick.
In a panic, she flailed her night stick around for a rather clumsy Stunner.
New total: 35
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Lilwolfpard generated a random number between
1 and 50 ...
25!
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 6:20 pm
She had NO idea what the hell was going on. All she knew was she was in some REDICULOUSLY tight costume(Which rode up places she would NOT like to mention), had shoes with heels the size of Czechoslovakia on her feet (which, are not comfortable by the way), Some... new identity name, and she was apparently supposed to beat this...'flame on' flaming mans a** to get some crystal.
Oh yeah, this was going to be a BLAST.
Lady frost grabbed the ropes and hoisted herself into the ring, looking rather 'pokerface' as her Lady gaga wannabe outfit said. Stomping her heel once, she looked towards her target... She suddenly felt REALLY tiny, and really thin. Oh this was going to suck, she wondered if she was going to be glaring at her captain for weeks after this... Awh hell this better be a good fight.
With the sound of the bell, and a silent prayer for wondering where her sanity went, she lunged.
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wuthering gee rolled 1 20-sided dice:
12
Total: 12 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 6:29 pm
Vanessa's was the heart of a warrior. It was stout and proud and pounded with the rage and excitement a concerned fan could feel over the defeat of her favourite wrestler. Don Diablos had put Pelvis Chestly in the hospital, and she was determined to see to it that he paid.
"HEY!" Super Van leered, and didn't care that it would be impossible to hear her shout above the screams of the crowd. She leapt through the air at the ferocious Don, and aimed a SUPER KICK at his ribs, "YOU SUCK!"
Witty insults. Super Van had them.
((new total : 23 ))
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Krysin generated a random number between
1 and 50 ...
46!
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 6:33 pm
The Delphinator, along with her supposedly bland wrestling title, was equally bland in her strategy. Her target was right there, fuming plumes of metaphorical fire, and there was no way in hell that she was going to let him take her down. No, The Delphinator was determined to come out on top, and while smaller and far more slender than Don Diablos, she'd win with sheer force of will. Everyone was beginning to throw themselves into the fray, The Delphinator hesitating only just long enough to gauge how well everyone else was doing against their foe.
...Well, the results weren't exactly comforting.
Re-tying her zorro mask across her face, she sucked in a short, calming breath. She was trying to get 'in the zone', because she damned well would need to be in order to beat Don Diablos and win that crystal. In the end, she had to win it. There was no option for her to lose. She was not going to lose track of another crystal, and she certainly wasn't going to let it fall into the Negaverser's hands.
She was ready, and without a sound she charged at Don Diablos, a fist ready to meet his gut.
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