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giglamesh rolled 1 100-sided dice:
29
Total: 29 (1-100)
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 Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 7:30 pm
Something didnt seem right, so giglamesh would kind of trace the raw magecite chisel. He would push magic down in to the coat, which made the chiseled patterns on the coat glow. He was right he had a few lines crooked on the pattern by the collar. "....Must be getting tired."[/b[ He would begin to chisel again around there making the lines straight, hopefully. the lines did not have to be straight, its just one of the things giglamesh tended to be a**l about. Was matching and thing being perpendicular. Those crest marks had to match the other side perfectly or it would bug the ever living s**t out of him. To the point he would not want to wear it, so he needed to get it right, he could afford messing up to many more times, else he would be able to see the errors and that would bug him.
[Craft: Enchant
Fine Tune (Null Blaze): Mythrill robe
Haste rank III: 75% success rate+ 10(+1per 10 in enchant skill)=85%
post 7/15
5/7 success]
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giglamesh rolled 1 100-sided dice:
68
Total: 68 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 7:41 pm
The spell hadnt seemed to of set yet, so giglamesh was looking around to see what else he could, put on the coat. He would begin to make some crest like marking on either side of the coat, slowly to make sure they were aligned and matching the other. One mark on either side at a time, one hit on one side, one hit in exact opposite place on opposite side. This part he was being very carefull to take him time to make sure he was doing it with out mistakes. The room was fillied with a deep red myst of magic being released from the pounding of the mallet against the raw magecite.
[Craft: Enchant
Fine Tune (Null Blaze): Mythrill robe
Haste rank III: 75% success rate+ 10(+1per 10 in enchant skill)=85%
post 8/15
6/7 success]
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giglamesh rolled 1 100-sided dice:
30
Total: 30 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 7:55 pm
Giglamesh would notice how strongly the raw magecite was glowing, so it was time to finish the enchantment. He would turn the coat over so the back was down, and he would open it so the inside was to him, he would center the raw magecite like chisel in the center And draw the mallet up very high. Then with a single swing he would smash the mallet down very hard in to the magecite. the magecite literally smashed under the force of the mallet in to dust spreading about the room, with a thick and heavy deep red colored myst. but suddenly the dust particles and myst would circle around the room, then like a black hole would be sucked back down in to the coat where he made made the previous markings. Giglamesh would flip the coat over watching as the red marking he made glew a furious red, then as to did the gold the color as if on a differet spectrum of reality would spiral only where the marking had been chiseled in to his coat. they would do this for around a minute and slow down, then the markings from the haste would be a orange like color, as to would the marking from the null blaze spell. They had combined themselves on to his coat, they duel enchantments were successful. "...whew" That was his first double enchantment, and it was thankfully a success.
[Craft: Enchant
Fine Tune (Null Blaze): Mythrill robe
Haste rank III: 75% success rate+ 10(+1per 10 in enchant skill)=85%
post 9/15
7/7 success]
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 8:04 pm
As she walked home she examined the chain. The few test swings she took earlier whetted her appetite. She tested the weight, the pieces and then with a sharp flick of her wrist she tested it in action. Awesome. She thought pleased taking another practice swing pulling the handle. She paused and slung it behind her back in a cool pose imagining being in a fight. She nearly shouted a battle cry as she flung imaginary grenades at the imaginary foe shifting from leg to leg she gave a grin taking another swing. She heard a screech of a cat half a block away and her fantasy shattered causing her to look around her blushing. Wow... Ya... She thought and she slung the chain over her shoulder. She walked down the street and made her way home. Carefully unlocking the front door, she deactivated her device and saw Fuzzy was probably asleep behind the RV, she heard faint noises anyway coming from there She walked inside and locked everything behind her. Another yawn, and she headed to her room surprised to see light peeking under the door.
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 8:10 pm
The door would open, to giglamesh standing there gunblade in hand ready to attack. He heard the moniter beeping because the door opened. Thankfully it was just river. "Shouldnt you be asleep.....you know you got training tomorrow." But giglamesh pointed to the couch, which ironically was bigger then her cott. He would then see the chain slung over her shoulder. "What the hell did you make now.....never mind i learned not to ask, what ever it is....dont break anything with it.....hey wait...have you made your grenades yet?" Giglamesh resheathed his gunblade, he didnt have on his coat, which exposed how truly muscular he was because of his skin tight top he always wore. His hat wassnt on either showing he was working on something.
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 8:42 pm
River scoffed as she put the chain on a free space on the table. "For once I'm tired enough to listen. I'll make the grenades in the morning, unless you think I should make them now?" She said glancing at the couch. She scratched her skull taking off her goggles and glanced down seeing her new clothes were a mess. Blood, grime, dust covered her. Damnit... She thought realizing he would probably notice. Turning quickly she started to head to the couch. "Ya know what? I'm going to crash. I'll make my nades later." she said.
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 8:52 pm
Giglamesh would just shrug and turn heading back in to the work shop. "Fine by me, but i have more work to do..." He would say as he closed the door and headed back in. One of the firsts things he would do was, just stand there. His left eye would glow red and the null class magecite would slowly be pushed out, dropping where he would catch it with left hand and set in on one of the multiple tables. He only needed it to enchant, now he was done with it. So the next would be River's tool belt, he was going to put protect on it, so she would think she was a little tank. He would set his coat to the side, not that it needed to dry or anything, it just he didnt wear it when he was enchanting. He would put her tool belt on the table and look at it beginning to think out what he would make her pattern in to.
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 10:12 pm
River rested her head on the couch and closed her eyes. As she started to drift into slumber, she heard a pounding noise. Quiet enough, it just drilled into her skull. Pierced her soul the music refused to leave her alone. Sighing she cracked an eye open. Groaning she forced herself to get up and she blindly reached for her headphones and MP3 player. It was a monkey head which had speaker eyes, if the headphones were off. Hearing this her mind calmed a bit, but she now was growing awake. She lay for quite a while, but the sleepiness she felt before was gone. Sighing she headed back to the workshop and she peeked in taking off one of her headphone ears. "So... room for me to make some nades?" She asked sighing, cursing her body for betraying her like this.
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giglamesh rolled 1 100-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 10:29 pm
Giglamesh had already slid out the bottom half of the table earlier, so the table was double sized, meaning there was plenty of room. Giglamesh was still looking at her tool belt, figure out what he was going to do on it. Truthfully it was going to be harder to make her happy for him, then it would be for him because of the differences in what they liked. "No there issnt go to bed." It was pretty obvious what he meant was yes there was, either way river would stay just despite his command and he knew it. Giglamesh would take his mallet and third piece of Raw materia and place it on her tool belt and begin to hammer away, he never told her what he was doing to her tool belt, and more then likely wont tell her.
[Craft: Enchant
Auto-Protect: Mythrill robe
Haste rank II: 85% success rate+ 10(+1per 10 in enchant skill)=95%
post 1/10
0/5 success]
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outlaw trinidy rolled 1 100-sided dice:
39
Total: 39 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 11:21 pm
River hummed and went to her bed taking the bag she had gotten from Dude much earlier. Peeking in she saw he had already formed the metal container. Everything she needed was there. Perfect. She was new to making these, but it really was a weapon she found that really excited her. Explosions were just awesome. She set up shop next to Gig and put out all the items, separating everything into separate items. CPITSSP. She thought having memorized the order to build it. Once she had things in order she went to her toolbox. Grabbing a brush, and her bag of charm pins she went back and turned up her music covering both ears. Though she did not hate Gig's music. Her music kept her awake. Her foot tapped to the music and she went to work. She caught herself lip singing as she picked up the first container and she started poring the gunpowder. [Craft: tool Grenade Rank I: 100 success rate post 1/2 <1/40> 1/2 success]
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outlaw trinidy rolled 1 100-sided dice:
89
Total: 89 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 11:36 pm
Using the brush River removed anything that may have spilled on the lip, she then put together the rest. Igniter, train, striker, spring, primer. She thought still humming quietly to the music. Finishing she added the charm like pin and looked around for something to store it with. She had enough parts here to make twenty grenades. Picking up a hamper, she dumped her clothes and put the hamper by her chair, placing nade one in it.
[Craft: tool
Grenade Rank I: 100 success rate
post 2/2 <2/40>
2/2 success]
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 11:55 pm
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outlaw trinidy rolled 1 100-sided dice:
31
Total: 31 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 11:57 pm
She started too fill another container and she glanced over at Gig. For starters she was glad he did not start yelling at her for the mess yesterday, second she was curious about what he was doing. She knew better than to intrude/ask so she shoved that thought aside and let her mind wander to other things.
[Craft: tool
Grenade Rank I: 100 success rate
post 1/2 <3/40>
1/2 success]
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 1:02 am
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