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Quicksilver the Archangel rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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Quicksilver the Archangel
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 Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 2:25 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 2:26 pm
It was very likely that the two woman would have stayed on the ground, shredding, tearing, and biting each other to pieces, if it wasn't for the Great One's resurrection. Lifting a bloodstained mouth from the other girl, Sugilite laughed, actually laughed as the strength and energy flooded her, making her more powerful than she could remember. She pushed up with muscles that she didn't know, that she shouldn't have, forcing the other girl off her. Then, still gripping tightly, eyes shining behind her glasses, she felt the memories, and the power that she knew she now had. Grinning, she forced the illness into her opponent, waiting to see the deadly virus take action. It had been perfect timing.
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kuropeco rolled 1 10-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-10)
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 2:26 pm
This was the most unpleasant thing he had felt - other than the fact that he'd shredded his palm earlier and it was now bleeding freely.
The scent wafted over him, leaving Celsus sputtering and coughing, his throat feeling as if it were on fire.
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Lithiasaur rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 2:26 pm
"Do not give up!" Camelot yelled, though his voice was strained and tired. "Don't give up! We can stand! We can fight! However hopeless things get, believe in each other! In your own strength!"
His own strength was wavering. Failing. He looked up at the youma as it moved, though, and realized that things were about to get a lot worse.
There was nothing he could do but breathe the foul odor in, as close to the damn thing as he had come. He gagged on it, and quickly began to feel the effects. His already impacted head grew foggy and he felt a slow burning beginning to move through his veins.
Well s**t.
"Stand together! Attack together!" He yelled again, though now his tone was just a bit more frantic and, even, desperate. But he was never going to lose his determination, his will, or his faith in those around him. If anyone was listening to him or not was another matter.
Sweat mingled with the blood on his head, running into the corner of his eye and making him wince in pain, vision blurring further. But he did his best to blink it away, glaring at his enemy, the dragon who loomed over him, unaware of him. Like King Kong might be unaware of a normal house fly.
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shibrogane rolled 3 6-sided dice:
5, 6, 1
Total: 12 (3-18)
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 2:26 pm
[Avalon: 6
Gunn: 5
Virgo: 1]
Avalon was glad she'd gotten clear of Peklos, because now she had to sit down and rest. The gash on her back, the sudden chill and sweat, how she couldn't stop coughing-- what the hell, what was even--
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Gunn wished they didn't have to fight like this. Really. She felt like she was coming down with something. Not even a little something, bubonic-plague levels of something. "Hephaistos," she coughed from where she crouched, "Get down!"
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Virgo didn't even know why it suddenly felt like someone had just tried to strangle her, but she was coughing so hard it physically hurt. Ugh, dear God, please end this soon.
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a-disgruntled-dragon rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 2:27 pm
She felt hot, her throat itched and it felt like someone had drop a water bottle of liquid in her lungs. Bifröst doubled over, coughing hard. She just kept coughing and coughing until her throat burned. Not to mention she felt like she was on fire, and it was making her woozy. She propped herself up, trying to pause coughing long enough to attack.
She wasn't sure if she would be able to.
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Jarosite almost lost his balance as a different senshi through herself in the line of his shoe and grabbed it. He glared at her and instead of yanking his boot up, he stepped down ontop of her with in.
"That was a silly move, senshi." He said, pressing down harder.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 2:27 pm
"Sir," Howlite agreed, with a malicious pleasure, touching her crystal to call a few others. "Alunite. Leto. General Uranophane, ser." The summons went out, quickly. "We join the General-King."
There was no hesitation as she went with him, and Uranophane appeared almost instantly, her scowl as deep as ever, anger flashing in eyes partially hidden by goggles.
"Let's take off her pretty little head, save our ride the trouble," sneered Uranophane. "Don't let her royalty fool you, she's an easy ******** target. Screw it up and I WILL put off your promotion, Lieutenant."
"Yes, ser."
When they arrived by Chronos, the neurotic General immediately began striking out at her guard, intelligible curses streaming from her mouth.
[directed guided puppeting allowed by Mouse]
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Quicksilver the Archangel rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 8
Total: 15 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 2:27 pm
The venomous stuff invading her nostrils and mouth made Pasiphae gag, coughs and chills shaking her entire body. She struggled to continue the attack, but her efforts were much weaker than they had been in the past. She just hoped... hoped she could keep going...
[Attack #2 = 15]]
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Quicksilver the Archangel
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Sunshine Alouette rolled 2 20-sided dice:
16, 5
Total: 21 (2-40)
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 2:27 pm
While he continued to cough, Ganymede at least had the presence of mind to keep hurling rocks at the giant a** youma, though he couldn't be sure how well his aim was doing at the moment.
21 gonk Ooops ******** up my roll. Um. Cut it in half??
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Skye Starrfyre rolled 1 10-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-10)
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 2:27 pm
Corvus was fighting the good fight; doing what she could against the dark mirror senshi... And then she began coughing uncontrollably. The noxious cloud that had been hanging over their heads had gone unnoticed, so blinded had Corvus been by the heat of the battle. She couldn't even think to hold her breath before she had inhaled it, sucking down more of the smoke than she would have liked... And yet not nearly enough to make her as sick as some of those around her. It would have been a good moment for the other girl to take advantage of and she knew it, trying desperately to brace herself against the next attack. Her hand came out and she released a burst of her base-level power, knowing it wouldn't do much... But maybe it would work as a distraction and maybe, if she was luckier, it would hit the girl. " Revenge..."
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Aqua Drageen rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 2:29 pm
Her bandages were beginning to tatter by now. They were thankfully held together rather well because of her fuku's gloves, but it could only last so long. Nonetheless, she continued to punch, kick, and shove her way through Negaversers, all the while hurling what she could at the Great Youma.
Apparantly, this was all very amusing, because it belched out a putrid gas that engulfed the battlefield quickly. Sailor Nyx covered her mouth with as much of her collar as she could to prevent breathing it in, but it was no use. It burned her throat, nose, lungs, like fire. She struggled to keep upright in order to defend herself, though her body wanted to double over with the coughs it was racked with.
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Infinities rolled 3 10-sided dice:
4, 7, 1
Total: 12 (3-30)
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 2:29 pm
She needed a weapon. Needed a weapon. Powers alone would not help in this. They would run out, and she needed a weapon! A pipe, or a crowbar, or dear god- a gun?
The youma exhaled, leisurely, and Scylla started coughing, choking. No. No.
They were all going to- NO! She lashed out with a fist, fiercely, the tentacles of her attack snatching at Negaversers and DMC alike, whipping at the Great Youma. She wouldn't let them win! She wouldn't!
((Attack #2: 12))
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derivative rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 4
Total: 9 (2-12)
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 2:31 pm
The youma's attack washed over both Magellan and Leo, making it difficult for either to breathe for a few moments. Though Leo staggered, he forced himself to remain upright, barely allowing himself time to pause.
Magellan, though not shaken by the deep coughs that seemed to plague Leo, behaved much the same; despite the fever gripping her, she hurtled herself back into the fray, determined not to go down without a fight.
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a-disgruntled-dragon rolled 1 8-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 2:31 pm
Her coughing stopped just long enough for Bifrost so weakly slam her foot into the youma.
And then she went back to coughing uncontrolably.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 2:32 pm
Thisbe gasped in pain as his boot pressed down against her ribs, inhaling more of the foul smelling smoke than anyone in their right mind needed to.
Instantly she felt sick, her body trembling beneath him even as it wracked with coughs. There was no blood, yet. The coughing wasn't from damage that he himself had done... But that's how she was going to react.
Thisbe tugged off one of her gloves as her hood fell back, taking hold of the Lieutenant's pant leg as she choked out the name of her attack. "Veil... Of... Woe."
((Effects: For a brief moment Woe's opponent (singular) views her as someone close to them in grievous distress, be it a situation from one of their memories or the situation they are currently in (about to be attacked). ))
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