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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 10:16 am
Stars were in her eyes and they were not at all the good kind. Painite's fist connected solidly with side of Chibimoon's head to send her flying a few feet sideways. The cartwheel was actually quite impressive if she did say so herself. Unfortunately it wasn't her causing the impressive movement but rather the one accidentally performing it. Skidding down on the carpet her exposed knees took a burn to them that would probably take days to heal, painful all the while. Her breath hissed out, looking around and noticing that some civilians weren't sure what to do, and were just blindly attacking anyone they say. Including Europa.
Holding a hand down and at her side, the Kaleidoscope Rod materialized in a flash of sparkles before the princess flew again at Painite, trying to bash her solidly with the pink instrument. "You cheat!"
Chibimoon HP: 59/125
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Ryuthulhu rolled 1 100-sided dice:
13
Total: 13 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 10:19 am
In the Westerns, the good guys often wore white hats, but in this case, with property damage, deaths, coma's, monsters, and now people in white that were killing people arguing with people in white who claimed to be defending people... chaos and confusion were pretty much the inevitable result, and not just in the stressed Todd Grey.
Avery Falcone ((DISPOSABLE)), who's normally pressed white shirt and grey suit pants were now unforgivably rumpled. They'd taken forever to get just perfect, something he took pride in, and the indignity perhaps underscored his fury and panic at being trapped in what had supposed to be an organized, if tedious town meeting, with a bunch of deranged youths in costume. Really it was ridiculous. Saint Maggies and Hillworth were supposed to take care of this kind of rabble, but it just kept getting WORSE.
Clearly what was called for was a little old fashioned DISCIPLINE.
... And by Discipline he meant "ASSWHOOPING".
Apparently he didn't draw the line at disciplining the ladies either, as it was Chibimoon He wound up and took a swing at with an impressively meaty fist.
((Lith and I flipped a coin. BLAME THE COIN.))
Avery HP: 100
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nessy rolled 1 100-sided dice:
35
Total: 35 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 10:31 am
II Nessy II Stars were in her eyes and they were not at all the good kind. Painite's fist connected solidly with side of Chibimoon's head to send her flying a few feet sideways. The cartwheel was actually quite impressive if she did say so herself. Unfortunately it wasn't her causing the impressive movement but rather the one accidentally performing it. Skidding down on the carpet her exposed knees took a burn to them that would probably take days to heal, painful all the while. Her breath hissed out, looking around and noticing that some civilians weren't sure what to do, and were just blindly attacking anyone they say. Including Europa. Holding a hand down and at her side, the Kaleidoscope Rod materialized in a flash of sparkles before the princess flew again at Painite, trying to bash her solidly with the pink instrument. "You cheat!" Chibimoon HP: 59/125Shut up Lith. <3
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Lithiasaur rolled 1 100-sided dice:
35
Total: 35 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 10:42 am
Painite had had QUITE enough of these senshi and their meddling. One of her nemesis' from camp was there, though Painite hadn't been able to pinpoint where before she was hit by the familiar, disorienting attack the senshi had used from camp.
That one was cruising for another scar. Or worse. But not at the moment.
At least the conk on the head went a long way in snapping Painite out of her daze. Her hands flew up and she stumbled back, holding her head and feeling something warm seeping between her fingers.
This pink clad senshi did not just make her bleed. She was going to return the favor.
"That was a mistake, little girl," she said, summoning her weapon to her hand. The long javelin, double edged. One end was the sharpened point of the stick. The other, an impressively large spear head with glowing, purple runes etched into the blade. She gripped the weapon tightly. Staff Corporal Saddles, reporting for duty.
She swung the blade, her hands nearer the top of it to lessen its length and strengthen her control of the spear headed point.
(Painite's HP: 8 Roll: Painite is attacking Chibimoon.)
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a-disgruntled-dragon rolled 1 100-sided dice:
74
Total: 74 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 11:09 am
Jarosite smirked and went to slam his foot into the chick( Athene) who was yelling at him, when the girl tackled him. He hit the door with a thud and cursed. " Damn senshi..." he said grabbed her around the arm and pulling on her energy as he shoved her off. " You ain't getting through" Not on his life. HP: 125-30 = 95
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Ryuthulhu rolled 1 100-sided dice:
67
Total: 67 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 11:10 am
The side of his face still hurt like a flying b*****d after being hit with Castor's crown, but even with one eye trying to swell shut he made out Painite's struggle across the room. That wasn't according to plan... he was pretty sure of that...
True he was supposed to watch the door, but apparently everyone was afraid of the ******** fire alarm going off or something (It never occurred to him that maybe he just looked THAT unapproachable), because everyone seemed to be trying for the front door. Besides, they'd step on jacks and probably yelp if they tried going that way, if no one else caught them first.
So... true he was supposed to watch the door, but he was also supposed to watch the back of his teammates... and Painite was both a team mate and the one who'd organized this shindig... if she went down, they might well be in big trouble. Who else was going to give orders? Captain Short-Shorts?
...Didn't think so.
"HEY PINKIE! BACK THE ******** OFF b***h!" He yelled, grabbing another chair from the stack of unused ones and marching on Chibimoon.
"You bitches want to torture someone, go try your goddamn Sugardaddy's WALLET." He accused, still apparently not too impressed with the skirt length on most senshi. ((Actually he wasn't sure but her outfit might actually cover more of her private areas than Franken-featherduster... but he could debate that later. Over beer. Lots of beer. Until he forgot ever looking at men in skirts.
He swung the chair at the girl in pink with an angry snarl as he approached, not too concerned either with anyone who might be in the path of the swing, as long as it connected with 'Pinkie' herself.
((Realgar HP: 83 Energy: 28 (gathered pg 3))
((Did ask Nessy's permission: I am not dog-piling her at random))
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Orangeish Sherbert rolled 1 100-sided dice:
88
Total: 88 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 11:21 am
Albireo watched the chaos unfolding, and her eyes lingered for a moment on the blue haired 'senshi' by the doors.
She hesitated, then walked over, getting ready to throw a punch at the male.
"You can taunt us all you want, you creeps, taunt us, hurt us, whatever. But don't pretend to be us. It just doesn't work. Also, you look super horrible in those shorts.
She grinned, then curled her hand into a fist, sending it straight for Jarosite's face.
"Learn something and back off."
Health: 125
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a-disgruntled-dragon rolled 1 100-sided dice:
64
Total: 64 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 11:24 am
The punch came as a hard hit to his face and he felt his head crack against the door jam. Damn you Swany ( Albireo)... He gritted his teeth, panting as blood dripped from his lip. He straightened up. With a glare, he summoned his picks and swung the punch back at her in the jaw.
"Lucky damn shot Swany. And yes I know they do." He glared at her, ready to attack again, though he was leaning heavily on the door. He shouted to the room.
"General Painite! They're getting fiesty!"
HP: 95-88 = 7 OH GOD
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 11:27 am
Painite retreated from the attacks as Realgar leapt to her aid. She nodded a thank you at the Lieutenant, blood running down her face from where the top of her head had been split by the pink senshi's attack.
She had to call in Plan B.
Plan B was simple, but also not something she had informed the others about. She hoped, though, that they were as good at improvisation as she hoped they were. Or they would be in trouble. Maybe. Nah, they were fine. She couldn't lose that confidence, not yet. Hobbling away from the battle, she pulled her communication crystal from subspace and focused all her energy into it, or at least what she could afford to spare.
They needed back up. Brainless, hungry, senshi distracting back up.
Everyone heading for the doors at that moment would quickly be introduced to those reinforcements. Soon enough, the exit burst inwards, and she silently apologized to the Nega guards on each end, and youma began to enter the building. Sure, there were now escapes: but she would love to see a civilian try and get there.
"Focus on gathering energy and healing yourselfs: do not forget the mission!" She said into the crystal, to the Negas in the room. She wavered, leaning on a wall as a new torrent of screams filled the air. Now there were terrorists and monsters, and life was looking fairly bleak for the citizens of Destiny City.
And then the youma attacked.
((Round 2 is about to begin! BETTER LATE THAN NEVER? Sorry for the wait ;-; Took longer to type than I thought +short attention span.
Things are going to be a little different this round. For one, the Negaverse have called in reinforcements. There are now youma coming to play!
There are 5 youma to defeat! Each one has 100 HP. When you attack a youma, please roll two 100 sided dice. The first number is how much damage you do. The second number is how much it does in return. Divide it by 5 (unless it is under 10). If you hit a decimal, round down to the nearest whole number. You may RP the youma in your posts as they respond to your attacks. They have very short attention spans. While the senshi are dealing with these clowns, the Negaverse have a chance to recuperate.
If a Nega has taken damage, feel free to take half of the energy you have gathered and add it to your HP. This includes Nega characters that have been taken down to 0 HP! You may only do this ONCE, however!
Civilians, your fear and adrenaline is failing and now that the fight is going on longer, your energy is leaving you in more ways than one. You can now only attack with one d20!
Disposables! Do you think your luck has lasted long enough? You may be killed at any time this round! If you would like to kill a played disposable, please make sure you ask them first! Once again, rolled attacks will take characters down to 0 HP, but death posts shouldn’t come out of no where! Make your death as triumphant or pathetic as you deem warranted =]
Remember, even if you have 0 HP you can still play! You can feebly attack people with d10’s if you want (though you might get your face smashed for it) or just continue RPing for the fun of it!
There are still civilians running around, and now that there are a bunch of terrorists fighting each other AND monsters, s**t is hitting the fan. Metaphorically. Many are in a blind panic, and putting themselves into danger more then they are helping the others. Please don’t forget about them! Or it might cost you.
Consider this a new hour! You can attack again, even if you just rolled. It should be a new hour anyway, but I was a little slow there. Same rolling rules apply as before, one roll per character per hour period!
In your posts, please include a parenthetical note after your IC RP. This post should include your current HP, your EP if you have gathered some, and the action that applies to whatever roll you make. (Painite attacks Chibimoon, Painite eats some energy to recover, etc…) This will help clear up confusion!
ROUND TWO GO!)
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shibrogane rolled 3 100-sided dice:
47, 97, 80
Total: 224 (3-300)
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 11:34 am
[R1, Borgite damage! R2, Avalon damage v. youma. R3, Youma damage v. Avalon.]
She hadn't been anticipating actually garnering their ire... or the fact that they might have some youma of their own to bring out. The eldritch abominations of Europa's attack looked to be awful, mutilated combinations of youma she'd seen, anyway, and that was enough to start the Negaverse Captain screaming.
And screaming.
And screaming.
When the monsters faded, she finally stopped; with a hoarse croak of a laugh, she picked up the axe again and charged Europa, hoping the attacking good youma would distract her from the true Negaverser.
Finally Avalon had managed to get her hands on her apple again, and it'd been a bit of a hard slog to do it. She didn't look like a senshi, so she'd mostly avoided the people getting pissed at them; actually, most everyone seemed to assume she was a ren faire escapee. Which was okay with her, really, since she didn't know how she would do in this dogfight. With her apple in hand--and a few other projectiles cobbled from the floor, such as a few coffee mugs--she found herself a higher vantage point above the throng, up on the stage. It made her a target for anyone with a ranged weapon, but considering no one had one as far as she could tell...
No one except her, anyway.
The brunette didn't bother calling out her Negaverse target. Instead, she plucked up a coffee mug with DCNN's network logo on it, hauled back and pitched it at--hold on a second. Monsters. Great. Five monsters. She clasped the mug between her hands and threw it towards a winged one, aiming to knock it out of the sky.
It worked, to Avalon's surprise; a direct hit, right in the face. With a squawk that bordered on a scream, the winged youma slammed into a wall, and then into Avalon; but it was light, and didn't do all that much damage...
Borgite HP: 107HP xEP Gathered: 134 + 47 = 181EP Avalon HP: 125 - 16 = 109HP xYouma Damage: 100 - 97 = 3HP, WTF?
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 11:41 am
So foul-mouthed! It was the only thought she had before everything went to hell on top of the poor, five-foot tall princess. It would not have been incredibly difficult for her to avoid the spear coming in for what was certainly a killing blow under normal circumstances, but the ones they were operating under currently were anything but. Chairs were tossed everywhere, bodies were flying, and those civilians that hadn't been able to get away were milling and screaming everywhere. One smacked the princess with a chair, getting shoved away roughly for his trouble. Painite swooped in for her deadly attack but before it could land both the general and the super senshi were set upon by a rather violent chair. Chibimoon did not see Realgar nor did she really need to. It allowed the point of Staff Corporal Saddles to shear through the material of her fuku, blood seeping out almost immediately from the shallow gash all along Small Lady's side. The force of the chair sent her flying into a near wall, crying out with the pain before crumpling to the ground. Stars in her eyes? She wished. Now there was just an ebbing blackness, warning her that she was perilously close to blacking out entirely. Perilously close to failing. Finally after everyone had come together to fight as a single faction against a common goal, after she had finally made some headway in earning some respect and a little bit of trust as a senshi more than a mystical (useless) princess, she was failing. The first one out. It was unacceptable. A hand reached down under her body to clasp a lightly bloodstained white glove around the brooch on her chest. It had been placed there by her mother so many years ago now, so many centuries ahead in time, a sign that she was a proud senshi in her own right. Chibimoon because she was the younger moon but it had always been a promise. 'One day Small Lady, you will be a great senshi too.' A great senshi lying on ugly carpet in the faraway 21st century in stupid America. Not even Japan! "Mama please. I need your help." A quiet plea in Japanese as tears filled her eyes. Filled her eyes and fell to stain the hideous, overworn carpet beneath her lightly battered body as the darkness closed in. Chibimoon felt herself falling, falling, but then suddenly there was a light. A light so bright that it was blinding, warm, all-encompassing. It was like being held in her mother's arms as a child after coming home from her long banishment as a child, apologizing for stealing the ginzuishou and being forgiven. It was everything. Words sprang into her mind as the shape pressed against her palm changed, grew, burned with the fury of a righteous senshi with real power. She could take a stand, make a change, there could be a real difference made. Sailor Chibimoon could do it! Her pigtailed head came up, staggering to her knees, looking Painite dead in the eyes as youma started to appear around the room. " Pink Moon Crystal Power, Make-Up!" The light around her grew blindingly bright, blindingly pink, those embarrassing sparkles landing on everything around her and making quite the show. When the light faded she stood again, a slightly battered if incredibly proud Eternal Senshi.  (( Chibimoon's HP: 25/150 ))
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 11:47 am
The Winged Youma was not happy, and swirled around toward its attacker with vicious intent. It had no feet with which to claw, as a normal bird of prey might, but its beak was flat and shaped like a battering ram. It flew at Avalon with what speed it could muster in the confined space.
A woman holding a purse dog nearby shrieked as the bird got closer. After slamming into Avalon, the bird youma flew after the running food.
Another youma, shaped like a toad, bounced in and approached the fight between Albireo and Jarosite. Its tongue lashed out, but flew between the two of them to wrap around the head of a long haired hippie dude.
Painite, elsewhere, watched as the pink senshi became even more pink, and yellow, and clearly more powerful.
"Bollocks," she hissed, pushing herself away from the wall. She needed to restore some of her own energy, and she, with some hesitation as it was defeating the purpose of this mission, turned to the energy she had stolen from the civilians. It would give her a boost, at least.
(Painite is healing energy. Current HP: 8 + 60 = 68 Current EP Collected: 135/2 = 60.5 = 60
General Note: Don't forget to divide damage you take from the youma by 5 before subtracting it from your health! Boo math ;-; )
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zippedsiren rolled 1 20-sided dice:
17
Total: 17 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 11:49 am
Leona Davies became lost in the panic once several terrorists had entered the scene. She stood there on her chair, basically flabbergasted at what was going on. She had seen things get ugly at protests before, but never anything like this. Not to mention she couldn’t tell who was who. Why were they fighting each other?
Now there were monsters? Leona screamed as she ran towards the door, and started using her picket sign to swing at any one or thing that came near her. Unfortunately, the closest person to her was Realgar.
((HP: ???, lets just assume she's been drained some))
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Silverah rolled 1 100-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 11:57 am
The axe struck solid, hitting Europa in near the same place in her side that she had just been struck. The senshi took a step back, gasping in pain. She didn't want to look down at the gash in her flank, but had no other choice - she needed to make sure her entrails weren't all over the floor or something.
A quick glance told her all she needed to know: Oh. That was a lot of blood. Most, if not all, of it was hers. The senshi of the deep gritted her teeth and looked up at the Captain who had attacked her, recognizing her as the one who had challenged Chibimoon earlier, the one who she'd launched her strongest attack on.
Well. Maybe this was what the ubiquitous they called karma? "Did you - did you enjoy your little trip?" gasped the senshi, staggering to pick up a folding chair. Too bad I don't have the strength to send you there again. She gripped the back of the chair, steadying herself for a moment, then lifted it and swung for Borgite.
"You should go home and think. About. Your. Choices!" grunted Europa as she swung.
Europa's HP: 25
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Ryuthulhu rolled 1 100-sided dice:
35
Total: 35 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 12:02 pm
They respawned? They goddamn RESPAWNED?
Realgar had been taking a breath or two to enjoy the approval of his superiors for pounding Pinkie into the nearest wall... when she exploded into sparkles and a brand new costume.
Respawn was the only word that came to mind for what had just happened, because he'd been so damn sure he'd put her down, and damn it was frustrating...
... if not nearly as startling as being hit in the head with a Picket sign. Did he have a target strapped to the back of his skull that he hadn't noticed? Really?? REALLY?
"Hey!"
He didn't even swear, he was so surprised, but he did hastily make a grab for the woman, hoping to catch her arm to keep her from hitting again. Besides he could use the energy
---- Current HP: 66 EP: 63 ((Will attempt to heal next round))
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