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Menelie rolled 2 12-sided dice:
2, 10
Total: 12 (2-24)
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Twitchapher the 3rd rolled 4 8-sided dice:
3, 2, 2, 7
Total: 14 (4-32)
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 Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2015 3:00 pm
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Pae'il Name: Sedna
Day: 1
Who is engaged? Amatus
The call had come. The tension that had surround the clan was at a boiling point and their home was on the line. These gods, these mortals, wanted them to leave. No. No they would no leave. Not without fighting tooth and nail. This was THEIR home now. She would see to it that it remained that way.
Sedna had managed to flank around the side, hiding the shadows as she moved. Her green eyes were searching for an opening. A weakness. She could feel the movement of a few in the ground. Stragglers? Perfect. They would all learn not to mess with the Angwi Clan.
It took her a moment to spot them, two strange purple boys. Sedna silently made a face to herself. Who did they think they were coming here? With their legs and their wings. REAL men were covered with scales with strong tails. Toys, that's what they were, just toys. With their stupid legs, stupid wings, their strange curly hair and strong looking physique and ripped chests....
One spoke about...Dancing? Really? Strange males. One seemed to take off, perfect, this was her chance. She quickly slithered out of her hiding spot and behind Amatus, putting her hands over his mouth as she whispered a hiss in his ear. "Didn't your mother ever tell you ladies first?" She hissed with a smile, baring her fangs at the demi-god. "This party is just full of hugs after all, you're just going to love them to death~" She quickly coiled herself around his mid section and started to constrict him.
My he had a warm body though.
Damage: 11 and 3 healing
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2015 3:14 pm
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Pae'il Name: Nahusha
Day: 1
Who is engaged? Tristen
Nahusha was unfortunately surprised when an attack came from the side, he was still learning this whole fighting thing. A side attack was something he should have been used to with as many siblings as he had, but he had been so focused on his prize. The naga lost grip on the cherub, having to let go in order to reel back away from the shield. Nahusha hissed at the pink pae, baring his teeth and spitting.
He didn't think this pae would so easily be sway from bashing him with the shield again, so Nahusha uncoiled and used his tail to give himself some height, trying to look large and scary in front of the pink pae with the puny shield. The male was trying to quickly think how to get around the shield, thankfully small. He was just going to have to smother them together with a tight coil. After making himself appear quite large, Nahusha lunged at Tristan, diving low towards his feet, hoping to quickly wrap his own body around the pink fae and strangle him to death.
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2015 3:14 pm
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Pae'il Name: Takshaka
Day: 1
Who is engaged? Adora
The rest of the fighters didn't matter to him one bit. At a moment that he had the harpy down and constricted, the teen had the chance to look around. It pleased him to see his sisters attacked, especially the ones he grudges against the most. Even the lady going after his father earned praises even if they were faint.
Relieved his mother was thus unaccosted, Tutu went back to his prey. She had managed to nick him enough he let her go, after plucking feathers off the annoying food stuffs. Hissing with fangs bared, he bit down hard on the bird ready and willing to end the fight. That was when something hit him on the head.
He paused, leaving the bird before looking at the pink thing that hid him. Deadpanned he stated, "Ow." He gave her a look for a few moments like she was in the wrong, that she had done something uncalled for. Then he swung his body flinging his powerful tail to swa the annyoance down.
Then he tensed and looked for his mother. He couldn't attack his sisters, would this get him in trouble? Harpies weren't pae they were food, this was different. "Shoo." he called to her not wanting to get in trouble, his expression almost pained as he looked again for his mother, wanting her approval or fearing her disappointment at attacking a female. Girls were the worst.
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2015 3:25 pm
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Pae'il Name: Amatus
Day: 1
Who is engaged? Sedna
Amatus pouted at his brother, “Why them!? This means I get the weird snake lady! You always get the hot ones-” though his words may not have been fully heard by his brother as he charged forward with a whoop. He rolled his eyes deciding he'd just have to go along with it. Guess any tail, even a snake tail, was better than none at all! (Though he fully didn't understand the saying- what would he do with someone's tail anyways!?).
He was now following on the whim of his sibling. He laughed at the other's words. Wasn't that the truth! They'd get beat to a pulp for this that was for sure. Well, they'd just have to make the most fun of it they could. Raising his fist to the air and mimicking the voice who had yelled it, “FOR MOTHER!” Who's mother that was he had no idea, but apparently this was all for her! So he'd rally behind her and pray she'd save him from his own mother.
Before he could step forward in order to run after his brother, he felt hands on his mouth. It halted him in his tracks. What in spirits name...? The voice curling in his ear sounded like a female, but there was something about the flesh that was touching him that was oddly scaly. Before he knew it a tail was wrapping around his midsection and dread filled him. Oh, gods, no, not a snake lady! Why did he keep getting caught with the snake ladies!? Oh, and where had Erasmus run off too!? Didn't help he couldn't call out to him let alone even see his... attacker? Hugger? He was so confused...
Well, if she wanted hugs... He slid his hand up to the one she had over his mouth, lightly trailing his fingers down it and her arm. He attempted to say something he thought would be miraculously suave, but the tight constriction and her hand over his mouth made it come out as a muffle squeak. So much for attempting to seduce his way out of this one. Instead he took to wiggling unbecomingly and attempting to say “Is this how you treat all of your dance partners?” around a hand, “Or is this just a special kind of dance your kind do?” Though he wasn't sure if she could hear any of it anyways.
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2015 3:31 pm
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Wolfs Heart rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 6
Total: 15 (2-20)
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2015 3:43 pm
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Pae'il Name: Lannister
Day: 1
Who is engaged?NPC Naga
Lannister was not one for fighting. Quite the opposite, love and peace, even fighting in the name of those things seemed counter-productive. Wouldn't it have been easy enough to just let the naga stay in the temple, and build a new one? They were gods after-all. There was of course his missing grandmother, but Lannister honestly didn't feel very close to the deity part of his family. Although he was thankful that it seemed to be through them that he had found his life's work.
The real reason he was here was because when Lannister really thought about it, it could have very easily been the naga who had harmed so many of his precious swan. It made sense to him. And Lannister would do anything to protect them, and if that meant booting this potential threat out of the temple and sending them far away from his sanctuary, then there wasn't much force on the earth that could stop him.
Lannister still didn't know how to fight.
But that wasn't going to stop him.
He didn't really have any special powers, or arrows like his father and uncles, just his determination, and the crude spear he had assembled for the purposes of protecting his swan sanctuary. Lannister had never used it before, so he had no idea if it would just... break... if he tried to stab anyone with it. Lannister focused on his swans, thinking about the dead ones he had buried, using those images to fuel his fire as he poked at a naga with his spear. Yes... he poked it.
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2015 3:44 pm
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Menelie rolled 1 12-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-12)
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2015 3:45 pm
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Fea Line rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 6
Total: 14 (2-20)
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2015 3:48 pm
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Pae'il Name: Prisma
Day: 1
Who is engaged? Timbikai
This Venus lady always had funny fun fun parties and so naturally Prisma was there! She came tugging along K'nai, her ever so grumpy grumpy kitty kitty, cooing at him occasionally. "Come silly silly K'nai its going to be such funny fun extremely! Pretty pink lady is so nice." she giggled, yanking the Rak faster by the arm, other hand clutching her staff.
She noticed, however, once she arrived at the temple with the rest of the other enthusiastic pae that things looked...different. "No pinky pink? Did her favorite color change?" the extremely derpy fae tilted her head in confusion, letting go of her Rak, finger tapping her lower lip in concentration. She hardly noticed the green cat slip off, hissing and lashing his tail.
Shrugging, Prisma figured it was this year's party theme and danced on in, looking around with a bright smile on he face, forks and spoons stuck into her pig tails. The very same forks and spoons she had found on the island with Mister Super Huggy Hug Huged Extremely Lisandru Sir!
Oh was he here?!
Looking around, Prisma failed to spot her most favy fav person ever extremely. Instead she spotted a bunch of super grumpy grumpy snakes who didn't seem to realize just how to party correctly! They all had such sad frowns on their faces and were hissing like her silly kitty kitty.
Clearly, they were just having a bad day and needed a hug to feel better!"No worries! Prisma will help!" she giggled, flinging herself forward unknowingly at a random snake pae, latching her arms around him tightly, careful not to bonk him with her staff, and hugging with the full force of her derpy fae body. "Don't you worry your snakey wakey tail extremely! Prisma is here to make it all better! Soon we can dancey dance and you'll be having fun in no time!" she giggled, rather having just handed herself into the clutches of her potential end.
Damage: Hug Pressure: 14
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Fea Line rolled 2 10-sided dice:
3, 10
Total: 13 (2-20)
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2015 3:57 pm
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Pae'il Name: K'nai
Day: 1
Who is engaged? Naga NPC
K'nai hadn't wanted to go. He was quite happy to stay the hell away from his stupid bonded, but no. She had to summon him in that annoying way she did and make it impossible for him to refuse in that stupid rainbow derp way only she knew how. It happened so often that he had finally given up trying to find loop holes and went along with it most of the time just to get it over with.
But what the Rak realized that the stupid fae didn't was that this wasn't a party. Oh no, it was a battle. A glorious battle and already the sweet tang of blood filled the air. K'nai took a deep breath, letting the scent fill his nostrils, grin spreading from ear to ear as all three eyes narrowed triumphantly.
In her stupor she had finally let go and he was able to slip away, of course not without his usual verbal complaints. That didn't matter anymore however. He was free.... in manner of speaking. And she had 'ordered' him to come along and have a good time....
Smirking, he swiped a few small branches from a near by dying tree before allowing himself to slip into the shadows of the snake infested temple. Oh such perfect play things. Twirling a branch in his fingers the wood slowly formed into the sharp end of a blade, the rest into a handle. He waited, hidden in the shadows, until an unsuspecting snake slithered past him, where he lashed out, driving the blade of the dagger into it's shoulder, twisting with a malicious glee. He could feel its body wriggle beneath him, squirming to try to counter.
A good time he would have indeed.
Damage: 13
Healing: 3
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Admittedly it had been kind of quiet and peaceful without Mother's boisterous presence. He never thought that something had actually happened to her. She was just capricious, was all, and he'd figured for a long time that she was just off pouting somewhere. But...this was her time. The fact that she hadn't come back yet was definitely off-putting.
