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prolixity rolled 7 4-sided dice:
4, 3, 2, 4, 3, 4, 4
Total: 24 (7-28)
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 Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 4:44 am
The lights had gone out while Jordan was showering, and the sudden shock of dark and damp and alone had pierced straight through rational thought and into the thinly-covered depths of horror that still lingered after his time in the lair. Even after the emergency lights and alarms had flashed on, it had taken him far longer than he was at all comfortable with to pry himself out of the corner he'd pressed himself into.
Ferros had hovered worriedly close while Jordan pulled clothes on, making the process more difficult, but his presence had helped Jordan shake the worst of the shock. Still, they were late. "Stay back," Ferros instructed. "I will fight."
Jordan gritted his teeth and clenched his fingers tighter on the runic chain in his hands to keep them from shaking. "Careful," he said quietly.
Ferros HP: 60/60
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prolixity rolled 2 12-sided dice:
3, 4
Total: 7 (2-24)
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 4:54 am
This dragon was on Ferros's territory, trying to hurt his human and all the others. Altered as he was, Ferros's instincts still snarled in response to the sheer insulting nerve of the creature. The fog-meteors had missed him. He straightened up and roared back at the fog-dragon, flexing his claws and charging at it.
The problem with fog was that it was fog. Whether Ferros had misjudged the location of the dragon or it had grown insubstantial enough to let him pass through, he skidded to a halt fuming with embarrassment at having hit absolutely nothing.
HP: 60/60
Dmg: lolz
BOSS HP: 94
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prolixity rolled 2 12-sided dice:
6, 9
Total: 15 (2-24)
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 5:02 am
Ferros stalked in closer to the fog-dragon, took long enough to locate a more substantial part of it, and brought his tail around in a long arc. This time he hit something, and hit it solidly. He hissed with satisfaction.
HP: 60/60
Dmg: 7
BOSS HP: 87
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 7:53 am
He tried to give Jerry a smile, indicate that he was thankful for his help, but the coats weren't putting out the flames, and what came out instead was another shout of pain, Gale's fingers digging into Candace and Jerry's arms.
"Blimey, that hurts," he managed to get out, through gritted teeth, and tried to get up, only to wince violently and fall back down again, swearing.
"First he destroys my house, and then he sets me on fire - "
Jinhai, looking stricken, reached out a hand, his fingers closing around the hem of Dis' shirt and looking up at him, his expression grimly pained. The flames were engulfing him as well, but it did not hurt nearly as much as it hurt Gale, considering that his body was not his.
He could still feel the flames beating against their shared FEAR shield, however.
"Dis."
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 9:27 am
Tenya winced as Ofelia tried to put out her flames, her gaze hard on the red head. "You and your weapon need a heart to heart! How can she do something like that to her comrades?" Tenya cried out, gritting her teeth. "I have half a mind to smack you upside the head!"
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 9:51 am
They weren't dying. And it was infuriating the dragon. Numbers were not on their side. And thus, they decided it was time to even such odds. Chunks of fog curled away from their body, each one forming a smaller dragon. Ten of these creatures were created, and they spent no time in charging right for the gathering of humans. Quite frankly, they were just as angry and hungry as the large one they had spawned from. ROUND 3
INSANITY DRAGON V 2.0
HP: 87
Dragon whelpling 1: 12
Dragon whelpling 2: 12
Dragon whelpling 3: 12
Dragon whelpling 4: 12
Dragon whelpling 5: 12
Dragon whelpling 6: 12
Dragon whelpling 7: 12
Dragon whelpling 8: 12
Dragon whelpling 9: 12
Dragon whelpling 10: 12 Quote: THE OOC:- 2 moves (attack/defend/heal/ect) per round! - The insanity dragon is now harder to hit. All normal attacks towards them have a -8 modifier! - Each round will begin with a move by the giant insanity fog monster. - No autodamage unless otherwise stated IF YOU ARE ON FIRE - Take 5 auto damage for each move you make. If successfully striking (not defending or healing) a target that isn't insanity-based (this means hunters and weapons), you transfer this status effect onto your target and are no longer on fire. Until then, keep on burning baby. Dragon whelplings - There are now 10 little fog dragons on the field! Each one has 12 hp and does 3 auto damage. For each one that is still alive at the beginning of each round (not counting this one), they do 3 damage EACH to EVERYONE. These had a NORMAL -6 MODIFIER TO HIT. Also. These are insanity based.
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Bittiface rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 7
Total: 13 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 9:58 am
 HP: 35/50
Attacking: Whelp 1
Damage: 5
Whelp 1 HP: 7
Status Effect: Got Flame Herpes from Rue/Ofelia"Forget it, Tenya! Just get those damn dragon spawns!" Otto commanded. The drop bear nodded and beelined for the first of the dragon's babies, landing a round house kick to it's head.
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Bilious rolled 2 12-sided dice:
7, 2
Total: 9 (2-24)
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 10:06 am
"What sort of fire doesn't go out!!" Jerry groaned, still attempting to help the poor kid as he glanced to Candace with a frustrated expression. It was a stupid question. He didn't need any more burn scars himself, but hopefully they'd get it under control before anyone's fear shields ran out. "Just hang in there- Gale, right? God I feel so useless-" He was a sun. He wasn't used to just hanging back and letting others do the fighting. Rushing in with Roar had always been the most productive thing the man was capable of. Roar, meanwhile, had dropped to all fours again, snarling with glee as he pounced after the sudden tiny dragons, "I THINK SOMEONE GOT A PUMPKIN TOO CLOSE TO THE FOG!" He bellowed out before finally snagging one under his fists. It gave a screech, biting back. "Stupid little- GET BACK HERE!" But the thing had already wriggled free of his grip to dart away. HP: 57/60 Attacking: Whelp 2 Damage: 3 Whelp 2 HP: 9
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Bittiface rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 5
Total: 11 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 10:10 am
HP: 28/50
Attacking: Whelp 1
Damage: 3
Whelp 1 HP: 4
Status Effect: Got Flame Herpes from Rue/OfeliaTenya threw another kick at the smaller dragon, while on fire.Because Tenya is a drop bear and she don't give a s**t.
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Bilious rolled 2 12-sided dice:
9, 12
Total: 21 (2-24)
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 10:18 am
As Roar bounded after the escaping whelp, another one suddenly leaped forth to latch itself onto his tail. The howler gave a pained cry, whirling around for some time with the thing clamped on for dear life. This went on for several revolutions before he managed to grab the thing with a snarl, green light flaring in his eyes as he slammed it down onto the ground, "YOU DON'T BITE ME OR I BITE BACK." And then he did.
And the whelp promptly exploded into fog.
Roar felt marginally better.
HP: 54/60
Attacking: Whelp 3
Damage: 15
Whelp 3 HP: DED
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Baneful rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 6
Total: 16 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 12:03 pm
Whelps were easier than the big boss dragon, and as the smaller ones made themselves known, Tracey looped and dived, razor sharp claws seizing hold of the nearest one to him. It made a valiant attempt to bite him, but there wasn't a great deal of him to bite and it ended up with a mouthful of feathers instead. He could see fires over by some of the other hunters and was determined William wouldn't be one of them.
So he picked up the whelp over his head, and threw it.
HP:45
Target: Whelp 4
DMG: 10
Whelp 4: 2/10
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Baneful rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 2
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 12:16 pm
If there was one thing William had taught him, it was that fair play didn't really get anyone anywhere. Before the little whelp could regain its footing it found itself punted with surprising vehemence.
It dissipated in mid air.
Tracey eyed his claws innocently as if that whole thing had nothing to do with him.
HP:42
Target: Whelp 4
DMG: 6
Whelp 4: DED
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MoonKitsune rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 3
Total: 5 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 12:33 pm
Saliva wasn't doing well with all these flames, and the dragon pests weren't helping. She threw a punch, but her aim was terribly off.
Melvin was reconsidering this whole Stop-Drop-Roll thing.
HP: 21/40 ((On FIAH!))
Damage Dealt: 0
Whelp 5: 12/12
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MoonKitsune rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 5
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 12:40 pm
During her bad aim, she managed to smack something and paused. "Hah! Finally hit it!" Of course she had been aiming at the bigger dragon, but hitting was hitting. She didn't need to be picky.
HP: 16/40 ((On FIAH!))
Damage Dealt: 4
Whelp 5: 8/12
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Toshihiko Two rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 7
Total: 13 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 1:50 pm
Harrison hadn't been in the main facility during the last invasion, but he knew the power outage and blaring alarms with orders were nothing good.
B0nez reacted with a sharp, "Wasn't me."
"I know it ******** wasn't you," Harrison said, squinting at B0nez suspiciously before checking his wristband. "...Think we better go find everybody. Now's not a good time to get caught alone. Have a seat, I'm gonna take you offline."
He punched the button once B0nez was ready, to no effect.
B0nez looked just as appalled as he was. B0nez tugged at his shirt and slapped the side of his own head, like he was trying to shake water out of his ears and rattling off a bizarre string of swears.
"Alright, come on," Harrison coaxed uneasily, giving up on the wristband, "We shouldn't stick around. Just going to have to make do."
They both headed to the main gate, although neither was happy about it.
When they got there, the hunters with golems stood around sheepishly, while their weapons attacked the coiling fog monster.
"It's that damn dragon," Harrison growled.
B0nez found himself on familiar territory. "It's a jacking Boss Fight," He shoved Harrison over to the sidelines, looking around furtively. "Don't stand in fire," he instructed. Without Harrison to hide behind and stuck in a crappy, malfunctioning alt with no weapons or gear, he had a sudden attack of nerves.
Steeling himself, he pushed up his glasses. Tracey swooped by. He went over to where a fat chick was trying to kill a whelping that was running circles around her.
"Just clear the trash," he muttered, then took a running jump, and Mario-style, came down with both feet in an attempt to break the thing's back.
HP: 47/50
Whelpling 5: 1 HPQuote: Dragon whelpling 1: 4 Dragon whelpling 2: 9 Dragon whelpling 3: DED Dragon whelpling 4: DED Dragon whelpling 5: 1 Dragon whelpling 6: 12 Dragon whelpling 7: 12 Dragon whelpling 8: 12 Dragon whelpling 9: 12 Dragon whelpling 10: 12
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