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 Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 5:08 pm
wahmbulance wahmbulance wahmbulance
Barth squirmed and leaned back in the large, comfortable chair as two shots slammed into him. Enough to upend it and dump him, Mandy, and Lilith behind it.
"Take cover?" he suggested hoarsely, checking his coat and looking at his suddenly-red claws. He'd been hit! He was...bleeding. Maybe. "Did someone want to err, do something?"
N.A.P. CLUB IS UNDER ATTACK!
The closest thing the N.A.P. room has to equipment is yoga mats, and those aren't going to be very helpful. Still, when it comes to projectile weapons, there is one thing that N.A.P. club's got plenty of.
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Pillows.
Quote: Roll 1 6-sided dice to throw a pillow at the assailant. Evens - You hit the assailant. Odds - You hit a fellow club member (your choice who!). Roll once per turn. You must wait for the assailant to respond before attacking again. He must be hit with 15 pillows to be successfully apprehended! Good luck!
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Chobi_Chocobo rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 5:25 pm
Tahki heard and then felt something. She found after removing the pillow from her head that she'd been hit, sorta. Not as bad as some of the other students. If anything it was just a little bit of splatter. Still. Christof of all students?
Maybe it was the pressure of having so many students in one room, who knew, but Tahki sent a pillow flying and hit the Igor with it. Though it wasn't a very hard hit and the pillow possibly made a cute plush sound upon impact.
Tahki covered her mouth.
"O-oh... S-sorry" She blushed and ducked back behind a pillow.
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Chobi_Chocobo rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 5:29 pm
Charlie had been knocked off his cozy wing when Tahki had sat up to throw her pillow at the hunch back. He wasn't upset by this but throwing things looked fun. Not really minding where he was aiming the fallen launched a pillow.
The demons happy go lucky throwing though didn't actually hit the target. Instead he hit Ren.
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kuropeco rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 5:30 pm
Still standing in front of Yaya, Ren had not been paying the slightest bit of attention to the people still ambling into the room. So he did when the door to the clubhouse was suddenly flung open, Ren's head started to turn -
- except he didn't get very far because something slammed against his side once, then twice, and with a startled shout, Ren toppled over, a dark stain blossoming against the grey cloth of his tee shirt. He pressed a hand to it, startled when his fingers came away stained a bright red - that Jackdamn hurt. There were cries of surprise from several of the other unsuspecting students, the culprit standing in the doorway with - was that a gun - and a slightly crazed expression. Ren stared.
"Did someone want to err, do something?"
"BARTH!" The exasperated screech at their not-so-fearless leader came from Ren as he grabbed the nearest thing - a pillow - and chucked it towards their assailant - who looked suspiciously like the hunchback that was always with Riley and Jericho. Christof, wasn't it? Someone totally woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning...
Fortunately for Ren, his aim was spot on, and the pillow whacked Christof's midriff with a floppy thump. Unfortunately for Ren the same floppy thump of a pillow thwacked his already sore side as Charlie's throw fell rather, er...flat.
"Ow."
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 5:39 pm
"What!" Barth yelped from behind the chair.
He'd do something. ...Eventually. Probably. But he'd have to roll over first, and he didn't think he had the raw energy required. Hiding required a lot less energy in general.
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 5:41 pm
(( ignore this post. OTL Forgot the dice roll lol ))
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Bilious rolled 20 20-sided dice:
6, 17, 4, 3, 1, 15, 8, 10, 20, 12, 6, 7, 8, 11, 8, 2, 12, 17, 9, 15
Total: 191 (20-400)
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 5:41 pm
 The assailant stumbled as he was suddenly hit by a barrage of pillows, but it seemed it wasn't enough to stop him just yet. He still had a container full of stinging, horrible, blood-red paintballs. BAM BAM BAM Arachne, Tybalt, Mandy, Mei-Xiu, Tahki, Colette, Lilith and Ren were all hit by another shot each, where as Holly and Little-Wolfe were snagged by two. Charlie, it seemed, got the brunt of this attack, riddled by three paintballs from head to toe.
2/15 hits
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Kyrieko rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 5:41 pm
She was finally feeling more like herself and happy for once, sitting there talking to Tybalt. And then, something slammed into first the side of her leg and then a lucky hit to her side when she moved the pillow she'd been clutching to her chest. LW didn't screech, but she made a noise of surprise as the two spots stung on impact. What the Jack?! It was...red. She...was she bleeding?! No. It didn't smell like blood. More somethings were flying around and LW scrambled to get to her feet.
Ren's screech drew her attention towards her best friend, and then the rest of the room, finally landing on their attacker. Oh bloody hell! LW ducked around a pillow to avoid getting hit again, snatching one of the smaller, firmer, pillows to use as her own ammunition. Focusing on the assailant (was that Christof?!), the she-wolf threw her pillow.
Unfortunately, she was still trying to avoid getting hit again and her aim went a little...off. Well that and she'd still been glancing towards her BFF. Whoops! "Sorry Ren!" She said with a sheepish look.
((Missed))
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LividPeas rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 5:42 pm
Ugh.. Tybalt was looking all too comfortable, and for some reason that seemed to annoy Ren. Then again, Tybalt annoyed EVERYONE. Maybe she would get lucky, and Ren would punch the ghost boil in the face. That would be a sight, for sure. Contemplating on finally heading over, she took note of Ren's wave, returning one of her own, and was about to make her way towards the group---but all that flew out the window when the patchwork boil blasted through the doors.
Ducking to the ground, the doll watched as paint balls splattered the walls and many unlucky students. Oh man.. The boil had lost it. Then again, wasn't he always like this? Odd..it was difficult to study this boil. making it nearly impossible to predict what he would do next. For now, she would just assume crazy boils to do crazy things.
Keeping low to the floor, she muffled a laugh when she noticed Tybalt had been pegged by one of the paint balls. "Heh heh, Red looks good on you Tybalt!" She teased, highly amused for the time being. However, she needed to find a way around this---she didn't come here for paint after all. She came here to rest. The patchwork made this..difficult. Feeling around for any objects she could reach in time, she only came up with one. A pillow. "Oh yeah, this is going to work great!" She laughed to herself, voice leaking sarcasm with every word. Better than nothing..
Throwing the pillow towards the boil, she missed entirely, hitting some other unfortunate student instead. "Oops! My bad!"
(( missed ))
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S a l l y S h e e p rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 5:44 pm
"What a surprise," Colette mumbled to herself after observing that the hit students were actually okay and Christof was behind it all.
For a club about napping, doors opened in a brutal fashion were not expected, and neither were little balls whizzing through the air to hit people and gift them with terrible pain and instant bruises. What Colette had just sarcastically been referring to was Christof. Colette was not shocked he would do something crazy such as this. How did he even get that on school grounds?!
After seeing other students throw a pillow at the Igor, Colette didn't hesitate to follow. It would be more effective to summon her swords and take a stab at the boil, but getting close to him was something Colette wasn't eager to do. That and getting in a load of trouble wasn't a good idea. Plus, she had a nice array of pillows lined up behind her -- a very helpful coincidence.
Sadly, she was not brought up with ranged-target hitting lessons and managed to completely miss Christof in favor of hitting Calder.
"I'm so sorry!" she cried to Calder, embarrassed.
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LividPeas rolled 1 6-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 5:52 pm
Son of a b***h! "Bloody Mary!" Damn those paint balls hurt! Crawling towards another pillow, she through it again, this time aiming right for Christof's face. She would be damn sure to re-arrange his limbs for him after this! "Jack dammit.. This stuff will take forever to clean off.." Grumbling to herself, she moved around again, searching for cover, or at least more ammo to support her attacks.
(( 1 Hit ))
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kuropeco rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 5:53 pm
"AREN'T YOU THE LEADER?" Ren screeched, giving Barth a somewhat exasperated look from his place on the floor. The sloth demon was still behind the desk and chair, er...hiding.
Why was that not surprising. Ren sighed.
Then promptly got hit in the face with yet another pillow. Sputtering as he pushed the fluffy thing from his face, Ren's eyes moved towards LW, the shewolf's expression looking sheepish. "LW, DARLING, WRONG TARGET," he shouted, then gave another screech as yet another round from Christof's gun smacked his leg. "OW. JACKDAMMIT."
Grabbing the pillow that LW had managed to hit him with, Ren flung it towards Christof.
Except his aim this time was sliiightly off, and Ren's pillow was accidentally tossed into Tahki's arm.
"Er," said Ren. "My bad, darling."
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Chobi_Chocobo rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 6:08 pm
Oh no, the room had turned into a war zone. She couldn't help but freeze when she got shot and Charlie got bombarded by paint gun pellets. It was Ren that knocked her back to reality with a stray pillow. The gryphon's yellow eyes trailed back over to him and gave him a smile.
Tahki lifted a pillow of her own and aimed. How ever, her aim had not been what it was before and she instead hit Yaya with her pillow. The gryphons jaw dropped a little. Yaya was the last person in the room she wanted to hit with her being on crutches.
"IM SO SORRY!!!" She flailed at the demon.
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Chobi_Chocobo rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 6:11 pm
Charlie had fallen backwards from the impact of three bullets. The demon looked like he walked out of a horror scene almost covered in red paint. But Charlie quickly recovered, laughing, and aimed.
But the demons aim was awful and he ended up hitting Lilith instead. This game was a lot of fun. Charlie wanted a turn with the gun though.
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OnionGrump rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 6:14 pm
"Oh okay, I thought it was just a one time thing." He teased again; grinning at her comments about her own pillow. "They are much nicer than any I have. Just about all of mine are torn apart thanks to my minipets. The rest are just your average pillows." He admitted sadly. Though if he were to choose one over the other, his minipets would come first.
He was about to agree with her when a familiar patchwork boil busted in and opened fire on them all. Spraying them all with bullets. Paint bullets.
"What the heeell..?" Tybalt laid there stunned. Recovering a few second later and rolling onto his stomach to observe the damage done. "Is this paint?" He asked LW, tugging at his shirt to get a better look at it. Not that he really cared, it's not like it would stick to him for too long. But paint or not. The fact that Christof had attacked them was something he wasn't going to take lightly.
"Heh! Now you've done it!" He started getting to his feet, tail swaying back from side to side as he fixed his sight on the attacker. "When I'm through with you I'm going to use your head as a brute ball!" He snapped; snatching up a pillow and chucking it directly at him.
It was a lucky hit to the face!
Tybalt hit!
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