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Blade Kuroda rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 8
Total: 16 (2-16)
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 Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 11:24 pm
"How's that for spicey!" laughed Fireboo before he felt the blast of canon-boy's attack. OW that hurt. Wiggling with a sort of of huff, he rushed over at Jerry full speed.
"DANCE I TELL YOU! DANCE LIKE YOU'RE ON FIIIREEE!!" he cried out as he ended up running right into... Jerry's boybits.
HP: 4
Damage: 10
Target: JERRY
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Eight rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 7
Total: 13 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 11:30 pm
It had been one or the other, Harrison. Sorry! She held his shoulder so she wouldn't go flying onto the ground and hurt herself. That would suck. Her feet fell to the ground and she let go of the man, glaring at the boo sticking its little arm in Harrison's mouth. But the humming distracted her from doing anything. Candace looked Jerry's way, and what she saw left her awestruck. That look on his face. The pure rage in his eyes. And the humming. Oh the delightful humming. It was like dejavu for Candace! Her eyes widened and her fists clenched, grabbing Harrison as the bazooka howled and dragging him to the ground out of the way of the blast.
What the hell!? It wasn't <********. What was with these Boos touching Jerry inappropriately?! "I'm coming, Jerry!" Candace called as she got up again and ran over to where he was standing with the fiery, flaming Boo all up in his...uh...man zone. How to go about this. She couldn't just...hit him. Could she? She had no choice. Candace shoved Jerry away first before swinging her foot back and flinging it forward, punting the boo like a soccer ball.
HP: 25
Target: Fireboo
Damage done: 7
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 11:33 pm
((Death-exit!))
Pretty soon, Fireboo noticed that his target had been shoved aside. Then with a wail, he felt the bladed-boot-thing slice right through him.
"I'M GOING DOOOOOOOOOOWWWWN IN A BLAAAZE OF GLOOORRRYYY!" he sang as he disappeared.
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 11:40 pm
Jerry was still not home. He was only dimly aware of what was happening, and had clenched his cannon tightly as he glowered downward, still humming. It was good that Candace had suddenly shoved him- the motion seemed to snap him out of where ever he had gone and saved him from shooting himself in the groin.
He was, though, suddenly aware of the fire.
With a wild yelp, he stop, dropped, and rolled.
HP: 18
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 11:55 pm
Candace skid to a stop when she saw Jerry rolling on the ground yelping and trying to put out the fire on his crotch. She frowned and held her hands out as she stepped closer to Jerry. "Jerry...JERRY! Stop. It's okay. You're okay." She fell to her knees beside him and reached out to grab hold of his shoulders, trying to make him stop rolling. "You're okay, right? You're both okay~. You...were so awesome, Jerry." Candace praised the man with a grin, pulling him in for a tight hug with a squeal of delight. That look on his face, the humming, the rage. It was so delightful! She knew he had it him! She just knew it!
"I'm so prooooooooud!" She rocked back and forth with the man, nuzzling her cheek against the top of his head. "But I gotta ask...why did you react so strongly to that thing kissing you?" Candace leaned back, tilting her head to one side and regarding Jerry with a bit of worry. He was a man! A grown man! An adult. But he was such a nerd and just her kisses to his cheek always seemed to send him all a flutter.
...No way. There was no way that was his first kiss.
Meanwhile, Atropos was giggling with glee. She was fully charged and begging for action. Candace ignored her. "Are you two good to move on before more of those things come by?" Though maybe Jerry could use some bandages.
EHEHEHEHE DO IT CANDACE BANDAGE UP HIS CROTCH. TOUCH IT. TOUCH IIIIIIT. Candace grimaced and held him a little looser. No. She was not going there.
HP: 25
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Posted: Tue Oct 11, 2011 12:02 am
"I... I... ah.." Jerry choked as the flames went down but the burns remained. Thankfully the unicorn pants had taken the brunt of the damage, but the heat had definitely done a number on what lay beneith the exposed Herpicorn boxers. There was far too much flashing of undergarments that day for his taste.
He couldn't tell her that had been his first contact with lips against his that hadn't involved an embarrassing situation with his cousin when they had been six.
As far as he was concerned, neither had ever happened.
As for the rest, he blinked at her blearily, his mind trying to grip reality once more, such as it was. "I.. what? I d-don't think um... my flailing about was terribly awesome, ahahaha... um..." He was not apposed to the rewarding hug, though. "But I'm ready to get the heck out of here, that's for sure. I'm... I'm fine. Mostly." He would just be limping a little bit until he could find some aloe or something. He didn't even remember HOW he had caught fire. It definitely had not been from the kiss, that was for sure.
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Posted: Tue Oct 11, 2011 9:58 am
She sighed and pet at Jerry's hair, tilting her head to one side to press her cheek against the top of his head. Her poor, poor Jerry. He didn't answer her question but...that was okay, right? She didn't need to know everything she..she didn't...
Okay, ******** it. She did. It was driving her crazy that one of her questions was going unanswered. She couldn't stand it. She hated it. How dare someone not answer her question? But for now Candace would let it slide, pressing a kiss to the top of Jerry's head before slowly releasing him. He was a grown man, he didn't need to be coddled forever. But he seemed...confused. Did he not realize he was badass? Oh no! "Flailing...about? Nonono. Jerry, I mean the part where you totally blasted that boo. The look on your face? It was...wow. You were so angry! It was amazing! You didn't shake, you didn't tremble. Ohhh and the humming! It was just like what I do! I loved it!" Candace's eyes were wide, a proud grin on her face as she continued to praise Jerry for something he apparently didn't remember. How silly! She remembered the things she did how could he not know!? He was just being modest. That had to be it. "I knew you had it in you to be tough and amazing!" In that moment, holding Jerry at arm's length by his shoulders, Candace looked ready to kiss him. But she didn't. Instead she stood up and offered him her hand to help him to his feet as well, still grinning like a fool. Her team was so awesome. She was so proud of them.
"I agree, we should get moving. Atropos is driving me crazy now that I've charged her up and have nothing to use her FEAR on." It was true. The weapon was buzzing with excitement, the light her glowing cracks pulsating. And while the men couldn't hear it Candace was stuck with Atropos singing and groaning and moaning and begging and pleading for release. She was desperate. It felt so amazing to be charged so fully with FEAR but it was absolute torture to not be able to let it out. Pooooor Atropos.
Findsomethingtokillfindsomethingtokillfindsomethingtokillfindsomethingtokillfindsomethingtokillfindsomethingtokillfindsomethingtokillfindsomethingtokillfindsomethingtokillfindsomethingtokillfindsomethingtokill..! Atropos chanted desperately in Candace's head. The woman's eye twitched, but she was doing her best to tune it out. Using Atropos in that fight had been a bad idea.
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Posted: Tue Oct 11, 2011 10:14 am
Harrison spat on the ground and wiped his mouth with his sleeve, while Jerry and Candace cuddled.
What happened to good old fashioned you hurt them, they hurt you? Had they stumbed into a whorehouse by mistake? Or maybe this was some kinda...haunted whorehouse. Is that what all ghosts were like?
...Friends of yours, B0nez?
The only parties I ever got invited to were LAN parties.
"Yeah, let's go. Why do I feel like we got sent on a snipe hunt?"
(( Exit to Hunter Tent. ))
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Posted: Tue Oct 11, 2011 10:25 am
"A-angry?" He remembered humming. Humming was soothing. He liked humming. But... he didn't remember much else. He had to take her word for it, although he wasn't sure what he felt about what he heard. "W-well.. so long as we're all alright, right? You both are okay?" He accepted her hand, and almost lost his burnt unicorn trousers again. With an eep, he grabbed them, quickly tying two singed scraps together to keep them tight around his skinny waist before leaning down to haul up Roar. The bazooka quickly dematerialized into his penny-whistle form, and he slipped him around his neck again. "We.. we should probably keep moving." He coughed in agreement to Harrison, hoping Candace hadn't caught sight of the sad state of his lower region.
This was the most insane "haunted house" he had ever been in. It definitely wasn't like the ones he had gone through as a kid. Although he hadn't gone through many. The nearby fairs and such where he grew up had learned to stop his friends and relatives from dragging him inside after hauling his fainted limp body out three too many times.
((Exiting to the Hub))
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Posted: Tue Oct 11, 2011 2:15 pm
Candace paid no mind to Jerry's trouble with his new pants, her attention on the room itself now. How were they going to get out of here? She saw no doors, no windows, no nothing. All she saw was darkness and the slides that didn't lead them here. She sighed. "I think our best bet is to keep walking..." She glanced Harrison's way when he commented on snipers. She smirked.
"Let's hope they're looking for horses then. Come on.." She linked arms with the two men and began to lead them off in whatever direction just felt right. Was it right? She had no idea but there was only one way to find out!
((Exiting to the Hub!))
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 6:39 pm
As they walked, the fog slowly cleared until they found a trapdoor on the ground. Opening it would reveal a dark stairway, leading down...
(( CONGRATULATIONS! Your group has successfully completed the challenge! Please wait while I prepare your next room. In the meantime, your group is cleared to go visit your Hub! The Hub is an ORP setting where your group can interact with other groups and Boos. There is a strict no fighting rule in place. Before you post there, though, please post an EXIT post here by putting ((Exiting!)) at the top or bottom of your posts. Then in the hub, please write ((ENTERING!)) if you are entering that area.
When your next challenge is ready and your character is in the hub, please make an exiting post there, and entering post here. I will quote-summon all of you to return here once the puzzle is ready; the puzzle WILL NOT be posted until all group members have arrived.
You may not journey to the Hub in the middle of a puzzle; only after completing a challenge. If you have any questions, please ask them here in the questions thread. ))
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 7:11 pm
The room was not really a room – it looks like a dark alley, straight out of a batman movie where Bruce watches a robber rob and then kill his parents. This dark alley even came with its own dysfunctional, blinking streetlights. Turning back was not an option – the door you entered was not gone. There was a stretch of room behind you, but walking that way would just bring you back here. This is a one-way street. Of course, there is also something else to note.
Harrison Ford, you are alone.
Instead of the scarf and jacket that you had probably grown accustomed to, you see yourself in a uniform that you might had already forgotten – the uniform you were in when you were a police officer. Where the gun was, however, now lies your weapon. In front of you, a shadow watches, silently… Then it darts away, compelling you to follow, straight to a brick building without windows. Tacked to the normal looking wooden door – the only entrance to the building - was a note.
‘If you want to save them, you have to save yourself first.’
You turn the handle; it was locked. Duh. Of course.
For some reason, you now find your attention focused on a strange four by four grid filled with puzzles below the note. There is a strange sort of something to it, a compulsion if you will. It's as if the puzzle wishes to be solved... Perhaps it might even provide you with a way in, if you hadn’t figured out an alternate way in already.
Meanwhile, Candace and Jerry would find themselves tied together with rope that they could not wriggle out of, their weapons useless now that their hands were tied up. They had been blindfolded but not gagged. The floor feels cold and metallic… If they scream, they would hear an echo, confirming that they must be in a room.
Harrison was nowhere to be found.
[OOC note:
Again, post things in bold + orange if you want to grab my attention! OwO]
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 7:13 pm
SUMMONINGRead the post above and respond accordingly!
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 10:22 am
Entering from The Tent!
No sooner had they stepped back into their room, Jerry felt a very odd sensation of juxtaposition in space. He was no longer standing, and he couldn't see a thing. With a strangled yelp, he tried to get up, but something heavy behind him kept him anchored in place. "H-hello?" He managed, struggling against his bonds, "W-what... what is this??" Had he blacked out again? Last thing he remembered was walking away from those wretched cages filled with wretched things and now... "H-help! HELP!" He suddenly screamed, panic bubbling up the more his struggling seemed useless. "C-CANDACE? HARRISON!! Oh god oh god okay just stay c-calm..."
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 10:59 am
((Entering from The Tent!))
What happened? One minute she was walking arm in arm again with her team back into the house and the next she was waking up...wait, was she really waking up? It was so dark! And she couldn't move! Candace struggled to move and squirm and wriggle only to find that was all she could do. She tried to stand but something with greater weight than she was ever expecting held her down. "What the he--wait, Jerry?" She felt a little bit of relief. Jerry was here. Harrison must have been as well, right? Ugh. What the hell was going on?
As Jerry began to scream she winced and leaned away from him, only to be stopped by the ropes that tied them together. Why did he sound louder than usual? It was like his voice was reverberating off the walls! "Jerry..JERRY! Stop! I'm right here." Owwwww! He was hurting her ears! Candace nudged him with her elbow, or tried anyway, and frowned. "Yes, please do stay calm. Can you see anything? I think there's a blindfold on my face..."
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