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Masshiro rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 6
Total: 7 (2-16)
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 Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2011 5:32 pm
((Remembering to roll this time.))
"I SAID GIVE IT BACK!!" Royalty bellowed one last time.
He growled at the Marshboo before reaching out and grabbing hold of the protruding crown. He have it a ruff tug and pulled back, but the sticky marshmellow didn't give. The crown slipped from Royalty's grip and shot back into the Marshboo's side.
Damage: 1
HP: 1/10
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Syusaki rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 8
Total: 13 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2011 11:54 pm
Okay, that first hit had been weak. Really weak, but it was certainly better than missing altogether! In fact, he could see a little groove right there in the side of the target. Yes, right there. Dominick floated a couple feet away from the candy target, pondering his next course of action. A stubby hand thoughtfully stroked his chin—if he had one at all—as he narrowed his eyes and stared at the thing. Then an idea hit him. His glasses! He could throw his spectacles at the thing, just like his last encounter with the glowing girl. It had done a surprising amount of damage, perhaps it would do the same again.
Excited, perhaps a smidge too excited, the boo took of his glasses and flung it at the target. Just as he hoped, the frames deeply dug itself into the marshmallow. Hell yes. Gleefully, Dominick bobbed over to the target and pulled out his glasses, tearing out a chunk of white, sticky sugar along with it. He restrained his desire to cackle evilly as he opted to take a few seconds to eat the marshmallow clinging to his glasses. Was that even sanitary?
Damage: 7
Target HP:9-7=2
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Syusaki rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 2
Total: 5 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2011 12:03 am
Pleased with the previous result, once Dominick finished his brief snacking he once again attempted to fling his glasses at the target. Unfortunately, it completely missed and lamely plopped to the ground. He frowned. That was odd. Did the glasses not always work? Perhaps, perhaps that was it! His eyes lit up at the idea. Indeed, perhaps the glasses need time to recover in order to deal more damage. Yes, that was definitely. His smile was smug as he bent down to pick up the glasses.
Damage: 0
Target HP: 2-0=2
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Ravvlet rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 1
Total: 5 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2011 1:26 am
That was...somehow soothing. Yes, something about the way it felt as his head connected with the firm but gentle skin of the marshmallow was extremely satisfying.
So he hit it again. Or tried. Instead, he ended up with his face stuck halfway through a wall.
How embarrassing.
DAMAGE: MISS
TARGET HP: 6/10
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Ravvlet rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 5
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2011 1:29 am
Now it was time to get serious. Herpy would not be made to look a fool by a blasted bit of confectionery again! He wobbled with determination. How best to approach this nemesis? He feinted left, then right, then went straight down the middle with another headbutt. He would bring down this puffy white adversary.
This time, he grazed the thing as he was sent yet again into the wall. He pancaked against it in a humorous fashion, which he found bewildering.
He? He was a he? An interesting discovery. Almost as interesting as his sudden and inconvenient bout of corporality.
DAMAGE: 2
HP: 4/10
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Masshiro rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 1
Total: 4 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2011 11:21 am
[Rolling]
Damage: ?
HP: 1/10
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2011 3:17 pm
(Not sure if we need to, but doing it anyways.)
Lily preened, feeling more than happy with herself and her team mates, taking a step back to look over their handiwork as the General decided to use his outdoor voice again. Nothing, not even that, could bring her down right now... simple giving him a smile and nod as she collected her prize and floated off to areas unknown, still covered in goo.
(Exiting!)
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2011 6:31 pm
No one quite knew where Leonard put the Piranha Plant he had been awarded, but he took it and left, going on to a new room that he had yet to visit
((Exiting to group 6's thread))
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2011 9:35 pm
Fitzy was probably the happiest he'd ever been in the moment that The General awarded him his prize, which was an odd looking mushroom thing. He eyed it suspiciously, wondering if he'd actually have to eat it in order to gain it's effects.
Mushrooms were, by far, the absolute worst thing in the world to eat, according to Fitzy.
With a high pitched "Thanks" he decided to leave the training room, ready to get out there and show the two leggers a thing or two!
((Exiting to Main hub))
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2011 1:29 pm
((Entering from the Boo Room))
Sparkles came tearing up from below like, well, a boo out of hell. He almost shot straight through the ceiling, but then something shiny caught his eye. Shiny medals. Lots of shiny medals, in fact. He slowed his careening ascent, and suddenly noticed the boo attached to the medals.
”General Boolissimo!" He spun around and then zipped about wildly, skidding to a stop before the war hero. "Oh sir, I can't believe it's you, can I have your autograph? Can I touch the shiny medals? Can I? Can I?"
Sparkles was just reaching forward with one of his stubby boo arms to touch the shiiiiiny medals when the General started shouting again, to chivy the boos into ranks for practice. He cowered back, darting away towards the other end of the room, and that's when he saw the targets. Ooooh, so that's what the General wanted them to do. Well, Sparkles could do it! He could impress his hero! And maybe then General Boolissimo would let him touch a shiiiiiiny, or even, dare he think, give him one? Well, he wouldn't know until he tried!
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alliisara rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 5
Total: 12 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2011 2:20 pm
When he fought the squishies before, the one had gotten really mad when Sparkles had bounced off him. So maybe that that would be a good way to attack the targets the great General Boolissimo had set up. The purple boo made revving-up noises, because that would make him faster, right? When he thought he'd prepped himself properly, he made a mad dash towards one of the targets, building up as much speed as he could. He crashed into the target hard enough to shake the stand and creak the floorboards, and went cartwheeling off to the side; the marshmallow target flattened, a giant dent in the side, and pinkish goo dripping out of it.
Damage: 6
Target #1 HP: 4
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alliisara rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 7
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2011 2:27 pm
"Owwwww..." Sparkles complained, rolling on the floor a bit before righting himself. He tried to use one of his stubby boo arms to push himself up, and realized there was something sticky on it. Shaking his arm didn't seem to get it to come off, and he tried rubbing it on the floor, but it just kinda smeared around. He looked around and didn't see anyone to help him, so he used the only tool he had left - his tongue.
Oh jeez, that stuff was delicious. He had to have more of it. It was so good he didn't even remember what he was doing before, the only thing that mattered was getting more of that tasty pink goop. He looked around the room for where it had come from, and saw the strawberry filling dripping out of his target.
In a flash he was up and flying towards the target. If he'd thought about it, he would have sworn that wasn't there before, but when did Sparkles ever actually think about anything? And he certainly didn't care, as long as he got more of that PINK STUFF. His tongue came back out, wrapping around all of the filling that had leaked out of the marshmallow target, and swallowing it in one gulp. He caught some of the marshmallow too, pulling it off, and showing the yummy filling inside. Well, that was the end of that - in seconds the inside was gone, just the soft white outside left. The shape was still there, the target still relatively intact, the inside was just... gone.
Damage: 3
Target #1 HP: 1
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alliisara rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 8
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2011 2:32 pm
Sparkles frantically looked around for more of that delicious goop. There had to be more! He couldn't have eaten it all... could he? "Noooo!" He started to tear through the remaining marshmallow, ripping it off the stand and devouring it. The filling had been inside it before, surely there was more behind it? But he had already gotten it all. Once the marshmallow was gone, he attacked the stick with a vengeance, hoping that maybe that would open up and reveal more filling, but no luck. He even managed to manifest teeth from somewhere, chewing at the stick until it snapped, but no luck.
Damage: 4
Target #1 HP: DEAD
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alliisara rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 7
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2011 5:24 pm
Sparkles looked around, his tongue lolling out. He needed more of that pink stuff. He needed it NOW. Which left the question of where there might be more... Not the sharpest spoon in the drawer, it didn't occur to him directly that there might be more strawberry filling in the other marshmallow targets. So, not sure where to look, he just started flying around the room, licking things.
Luckily for him, before too long he chose one of the other targets to lick. And, hey, it tasted kind of like strawberry! Not as much as that tasty pink goo, but enough that it was worth another lick. And another. And maybe a nibble, too? He'd really completely forgotten by this point that he was supposed to be destroying these things, but was doing a surprising amount of damage regardless.
Damage: 2
Target #2 HP: 8
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alliisara rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 8
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2011 5:30 pm
Sparkles pulled back and up a little to look at his "target", deciding where he wanted to munch on it next, and ended up flying straight down from above to attack the top. He forgot, though, about that wooden spike, and forgot to phase through it. Although it didn't really harm him, landing on a spike hurt. As he spun away, whimpering a bit, he looked around for his "attacker". There, it was the marshmallow! It must not have liked getting licked and nibbled. And he'd been doing it so lovingly! (He pouted, put out.) He flew straight at it, flailing wildly with his stubby boo arms. Already weakened by his previous attention, it didn't take much to buffet it until it popped open.
Damage: 3
Target #2 HP: 5
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