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poke mattix rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 1
Total: 5 (2-16)
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 Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 6:08 pm
The ball snake had done a good job at pouncing the fae. She hadn't suspected a thing, and as a result she now had a giant snake on top of her. ".....AHHH! GETITOFFGETITTOFFGETITOFFGETITOFF" Astra went into a panic, flailing about just trying to dislodge the snake. She didn't do a very good job of it though. My HP: 22 Damage Dealt: 0 Collective Damage to Boss: (Everyone's damage so far this round) Anything attacked/attackers should note: Astra now has a snake on top of her and is flailing about :3
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medigel rolled 2 12-sided dice:
8, 6
Total: 14 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 6:13 pm
 "Ssshhhshshshhshshhh~" The ballsnake constricted further in response to her flailings, trying to cover her mouth so that she wouldn't scream anymore. "If you're quiet, they go away," the two-toned voice went in a whisper in her ear. "The eels will never find youuuuuouuuuuouou, ssssugarplum." Ballsnake Damage: 8 HP: 8/8
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poke mattix rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 5
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 6:18 pm
As the snake curled itself tighter around Astra's body, she began to weaken quickly. She fell to her knees as the weight on her dragged her downwards. "...Get off..." She whined, making a few attempts to pull the snake off her. My HP: 14 Damage Dealt: 2 Collective Damage to Boss: (Everyone's damage so far this round) Anything attacked/attackers should note:
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medigel rolled 2 12-sided dice:
12, 11
Total: 23 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 6:24 pm
Apparently her attempts to escape were futile, as the Christmas ornament gone wrong only constricted tighter . . . tighter . . . "Sssstaaaaaay," it pleaded with her with . . . was that sincerity in its voice? Voices? Two-toned eyes looked upon her weak form almost maternally. "Will keep you warm, sssssugarrrrr. Will keep you ssssaaaaafe." Ballsnake Damage: 23 - 6 = 17 HP: 6/8poke mattix His only crime was to love too much.
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 6:41 pm
Astra tried to get away from the ball snake, but it was just to strong. It coiled ever tighter around her, crushing her small frame... "Can't....breathe...." She choked out. Everything was hurting. She could feel bones inside her snap and twist awkwardly. She tried to gasp for air, but every time she did the coils would just get tighter and tighter. The snake wanted her to stay, said it would keep her warm, safe...She wanted to be safe, wanted to be warm... Finally, the fae's body went limp as she succumbed, and then it began to dissipate. My HP: 0 (dead) Damage Dealt: 0 Collective Damage to Boss: (Everyone's damage so far this round) Anything attacked/attackers should note:
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medigel rolled 2 12-sided dice:
2, 1
Total: 3 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 6:48 pm
Where . . . where was Sugarplum going? Why was she making funny noises? Why - why was she leaving? The ballsnake tried and tried to keep Astra there, but she was gone in seconds. A second's pause to recognize this. And then the ballsnake wailed his loudest, tail thrashing against the ground. Cracks formed in his figure from the force. "WHO TOUCHED OUR SSSSSUUUUuuuUUUgGGGaRRRRRRRPLLuuuUUuUUmMM!!" it shrieked, bi-hued eyes eventually focusing upon a lone, dark-haired boil. "YYyYyYOuouuuou! RAT KING!"Ballsnake Damage: brb wailing loudly at poor Thack HP: 6/8
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Nothing Yet rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 6
Total: 8 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 8:01 pm
The scent of the melting cafeteria table was highly unpleasant, so Thackery was far too busy pinching his nose in defense against the smell to notice that there was some sort of ornament constrictor with a vendetta against them. When it finally charged towards him with some sort of misconception regarding his role in the play, however, he picked up a chair to defend himself, swinging it in the creature's direction. "No! No! I'm not the rat king, I didn't get that role! Just a rat! Go away! Shoo!" One of the chair legs connected with the ornament's..."face." My HP: 30/30 Damage Dealt: 2
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medigel rolled 2 12-sided dice:
4, 1
Total: 5 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 8:18 pm
"RAAAAAAAAT," it hissed as it took the hit, cracking its yellow eye inward. The blue one was left to glower as it inched forward towards the boil menacingly. "Your promise with the eeeeeels will do you NOOOOTHIIIiiIINNgggNgGG! MY SSSSSUGGGAAAAAARPLUM IS GOOOOOONNNEEE." Why couldn't anyone understand that?! Ballsnake Damage: Lawl none HP: 4/8
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Nothing Yet rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 1
Total: 3 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 8:31 pm
"Hey, hey, I really have no idea what you're talking about, circlething!" Thackery whined, backing away as it continued its approach. He clumsily climbed backwards onto the table that he'd just pushed into the pudding, wobbling along with the globby monster's motions. "Back! Shoo!" He waved the chair threateningly again. Master of Christmas Taming. My HP: 30/30 Damage Dealt: 0
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medigel rolled 2 12-sided dice:
4, 3
Total: 7 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 8:39 pm
Hsssssssssssss! The ballsnake reared up much like a lion would and bumped his head against a chair leg, probably causing Thackery some annoying but mild spraining in his arm as he was forced back. "RRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAT!" it cried again. "If kill you, sugarplum comes back! SO DIE ALREADY."Ballsnake Damage: 1 HP: 4/8
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Nothing Yet rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 2
Total: 4 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 8:44 pm
The strike made by the ornament conga line caused Thackery to reel backward, dropping the chair to the side. He shook his arm, attempting to make the awful feeling go away. When that didn't work, he rubbed at it with his uninjured hand, glaring accusingly down at his enemy. "Listen, I know I'm wearing purple, but I don't know anything about plums. I can't help you. C'mon, stop trying to...eat...me?" He had no idea what the thing was trying to do. Kill him, yeah, but there were so many ways! My HP: 29/30 Damage Dealt: 0
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medigel rolled 2 12-sided dice:
2, 5
Total: 7 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 8:50 pm
Eat . . . Eat? "EAT!"The ballsnake bumped against the chair again in order to try (and fail) to nibble on Thack's closest limb. Perhaps if it ate this creature up, it would somehow get the strength to resurrect its beloved sugarplum! Ballsnake Damage: 1 HP: 4/8
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Nothing Yet rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 3
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 8:55 pm
This thing was the worst. All of this was the worst. His worst list was becoming astronomical in length, really. "I didn't mean I wanted you to eat me, I'm probably not even that good, really-" He winced as it lunged at him again. "If you're hungry though, I know this pudding thing that is even all nice and warm and probably super edible. Super edible." He pointed in the direction of the aforementioned pudding, though the creature probably didn't need instructions on how to find it. My HP: 28/30 Damage Dealt: 0
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medigel rolled 2 12-sided dice:
9, 9
Total: 18 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 9:01 pm
Pudding? Mmmmm . . . But the snake didn't look where Thackery pointed; its sole blue, maniacal eye was poised upon the deliciously furry meal before it. Come to think of it, the funny furred failed ringleader had the same color as pudding . . . chocolate pudding. So it took a nice bite to see. . . . "LIESSSSSSSSS!" it hissed, spitting out fur. "RAT ALWAYS LIIIEEEeeEeEEsssSSSSsSSSSss!"Ballsnake Damage: 12 mmmmmdericious HP: 4/8
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Nothing Yet rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 5
Total: 8 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 9:11 pm
With a loud bark, a heavy thud, and a noise of injured puppy smacking against cheap kitchen furniture, the Cerberus decided he was obviously not going to be able to bargain with this creature. He tumbled from the table with a groan, but managed to somehow take hold of the wormthing. "Stop hurting me!" he snarled, smashing his fists into one of its colorful spheres. My HP: 16/30 Damage Dealt: 2
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