Psykgi Mentha 12/20 hp Damage Dealt: 6 to Half Constructed Tower Damage Taken: 1 +1 damage each roll until support power used Military Standard Medical Kit (Adept Artifact Support A) (2/2 Uses, heal one troll 1/2 hp)
She could tell that Chiara was not pleased about the whole... being polite thing, but hey - if they ran into more trouble, they wanted that bear to deal with it. them. But she was sure Chiara understood that on some level. Just in case, though...
"I'd like that bear to tear into robots for us before getting swarmed by them, if possible." she whispered to Chiara, "That's about... a couple hundred pounds of fur and muscle." she smiled, "A little dificult..."insufferable, just a little"But we can use that." She watched Claude out of the corner of her eye. Yes. That was at least a solid ton of fur and muscle that she could use.
Vixeni ran ahead, and Eostre was left with the wall of bots. She thought she could try to vault over them before they could grab her, and miss the fight here entirely. Bots were notoriously hard to fight, and a crowd of them would only be harder. Before she can get over the crowd, a troll bot tackles her and slaps her a few times. "What the ********! Get off!" she seethes, spitting between her teeth. Who the hell programs robots to slap people? Pushing the robot off, she crawled through the legs of the crowd, and sprinted off into the distance, after Vixeni.
Eostre dealt 1 damage to the Defense AI She is taking a RIGHT! -1 damage per roll
They had to turn around, because they immediately ran into a dead end. And then, trying to go a new path, they were blocked by bots. They crowded up against Angel, trying to gore her with their horns, getting stuck against the walls. She opened her mouth to fight, and Gnash started to cry out. "No! Angel no you can't fight with me inside of here!!"She grabbed onto her lusus' teeth, trying to stop herself from slipping in the saliva."You have to let me out if you're fighting or you'll swallow me on accident I either am inside of your mouth without fighting or outside and you are fighting,"she said desperately. She didn't want to be in here, but earlier she'd be unable to fight back. Now she had her chance.
Angel released her.
Natash dealt 4 damage to the Defense AI. She is going LEFT!
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2016 6:09 pm
ROUND 3
Locations Italicized direction is the one that trolls arrived from.
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Late arrivals start in the entranceway!
Possible Directions
Up, Left, Right
Eostre, Vulpin, Stryke, Cynril have encountered a dead end! They return to their previous location.
Possible Directions
Up, Down, Right
Ephias, Amonee, Nucleo, Polair, Psykgi, Reemus, Chiara, Natash, Lorata, Austri, Flydra, Scorpa advance through the hallways until they find a new intersection.
Possible Directions
Up, Down, Right
Eridia, Voscil do not move this round.
Boss Attack
The corridor ahead has floor tiles that glow with a light emitting from under them. There are blue-hued tiles, red-hued, yellow-hued, teal .. why the entire hemospectrum is on display! How pretty. What a nice decoration.
If you rolled a 1, you step onto a red tile, which shoots up a sheat of hot flame. Running around, you eventually manage to put out your jumpsuit which, thankfully, is flame retardant. Take 5 dmg.
If you rolled a 2, you step on a yellow tile and are promptly thrown off it by the nasty electric jolt it gives you. Your hair is now incredible. Take 4 dmg.
If you rolled a 3, you step on a blue tile and the ceiling above you slams down onto your head, retreating slowly back up afterwards, leaving the innards of it's mechanisms exposed.Take 4 dmg, and deal +2 dmg.
If you rolled a 4, you step onto a green tile, which slides back, revealing the inner workings of the machine, and two large blades that scythe up towards the soles of your shoes. Take 3 dmg, and deal +2 dmg.
If you rolled a 5, you step on a purple tile, and the ceiling above you opens, dumping enough seawater and irate snipperbeasts on you to make you stagger to your knees, spitting water. Thankfully, it also seems to damage the mechanism in the floor, which begins to emit some smoke. Take 3 dmg, and deal +2 dmg.
If you rolled a 6, you step on an orange tile, and the ceiling above opens to dump a bunch of fruit on your head. Take 3 dmg. The fruit bounces off your shoulders and onto the tiles, which begin to hiss and crackle from the acidic juices. Your attack does double damage.
Chiara is attacking Half-constructed Tower and Going Up If you rolled a 6, you step on an orange tile, and the ceiling above opens to dump a bunch of fruit on your head. Take 3 dmg. The fruit bounces off your shoulders and onto the tiles, which begin to hiss and crackle from the acidic juices. Your attack does double damage. Hp:14/20 Damage Dealt: (+1) 8 Artifact Support B 1/1
Chiara was getting into it. Destroying things, smashing things, real great stress relief. The blueblood thoughts drifted to Eridia and their earlier... talk. She channeled those feelings at the building, and managed to do more damage. Chunks of wall flew all over, getting in her hair, clothes, dust in the air. She grinned a little, admiring her work, before her mind reminded her who she was, where she was, and so forth. Chiara had been pretty good at ignoring the fact that Lorata was in their group now, but her feelings of resentment kept bubbling up. "Hey Lorata." The blueblood started against her better judgement.
Outrunning the bots, the hallway emptied out. Reemus found himself disappointed and a little confused coming upon colorful floor tiles. He furrowed his brow. Not easy for the puppy to comprehend. Unsure, he stepped onto a yellow one, his color, to check.
Reemus slammed back onto the floor, dazed. So that's what a shock felt like! C-r-i-k-e-y! Mumbling, unable to speak for a moment, he tried to find his way to his feet. Yellow and shocking...
He looked around, squinting around his bad eye. "Sppparky? Where'd ya goooo...?" A few trolls were coming through now, in a cluster, but her face wasn't among them.
Polair and Claud go LEFT HP: 30/40 -1 HP each roll
Polair did a quick reverence at her traveling companions before slowly grabbing on Claud's fur again. The seabear scoffed and once they were occupied... he slipped away with his charge. No way in hell would she get acquainted with these lowbloods. As they walked left, Polair accidentally stepped on a green tile. It slowly began to slide back and revealed the inner parts of the floor which contained two large blades. Claud grabbed her just in time, a few seconds before the large blades did some damage on his feet. The bear growled loudly, and dropped her nearby.
"Claud? What happened? Are you--" She said as she stepped on one of the green tiles and experienced his pain first hand.
If you rolled a 1, you step onto a red tile, which shoots up a sheat of hot flame. Running around, you eventually manage to put out your jumpsuit which, thankfully, is flame retardant. Take 5 dmg. Austri dealt 1 damage. Austri is moving UP.
As the sirens walked through the halls of the space ladder with their rather exceedingly large group of trolls, the greenblood felt her eyes roll as she glanced at the two lowbloods on her team. She also wasn't particularly comfortable with this double colored hemoanon, so that made her mood go sour, quick. What were they thinking, wearing red and blue together like that? That was ruining the nice blue! Cool colors should just stay with cool colors. It made Austri grumble.
And because of this, not pay attention. She stepped on the wrong tile and an eruption of flames exploded all around her body. Where was Staglebro when she needed him?!?!?!
Safely out of her mother's maw, Gnash ran forward, following the suddenly large group of trolls she noticed. Was that a seadweller among them? That pretty one, she saw earlier! She wanted to say hi...
She stepped on a blue tile without thinking, and the ceiling descended, hitting Angel in the head (as she was much, much taller). The anglerfish lusus snarled and ripped at the exposed ceiling and tore it straight down, flinging it so it barely missed her."Ah! Be careful or you'll hit me or maybe someone else and that would be bad..." she looked at the lowbloods nearby, and figured her lusus wouldn't care if they were hit. But she would.
Natash dealt 6 damage to the Defense AI. She is going UP!
The blue tile seemed fairly innocuous. Ooh, were they wrong. Vulpin screamed. Vulpin screamed for murder. Covered in saltwater and tiny fishes, the hemoanonymous troll struggled to get up from their tile, slipping over their squeaky boots. Their jumpsuit was positively ruined now, and their hair, oh gog their hair. At the very least, they were wearing goggles over their now streaming makeup.
Vulpin continued to struggle to right themself. "Eostre!" They called out, pathetically. "Eostre help me!" They flailed about, crying out every time they slipped and fell over themself. When would they be free from this torture? Why was this happening to them to begin with?
Eostre stepped forward to go to Vixeni, only to promptly be thrown off the tile by a strong electrical jolt. <********> She smoothed her hair down, feeling the static running through it still. That probably wasn't good. She felt a bit dazed by the sudden shock, but shook her head. They were screaming bloody murder, so Eostre expected to see them halfway eviscerated.
Instead, they were pitifully wailing, soaked and slipping on a tile covered in sea water and fish. She reached over and grabbed their elbows to pick them up and steady them. "Hey, it's okay. It's just water, Vix," she said, a bit confused by their reaction, but keeping her voice even. Eostre glanced them over, looking for a blood color to their hemoanon outfit slipping through or some other horrible wound. It looked like... they were okay? "We better keep moving."
Eostre dealt 1 damage to the Defense AI She is going UP! -1 damage per roll
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max... just go to shore, flip your kayak over....
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Sypon rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 4Total: 9 (2-12)
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Aandes HP: 17/20 Aandes goes Left.
Right into danger. Aandes knew when he should cut and run, and he was one-hundred percent prepared to do so. But there was promise here, he could feel it. Getting to the bottom of this mystery could prove to have some information potential - at the very least give him more insight into Civisect's infrastructure.
Mainly that it was an unholy circus of traps, mazes and beaucracy. But he didn't need an actual labyrinth to tell him that.
Aandes was a bit slow getting to the entryway (letting others charge in tended to be a good strategic plan for him). He would attempt to catch up in following the paths of others, then forge his own. Classic.
Somewhere along the way, he triggered a trap. It seemed to fizzle itself out, but goddamnit if his hair wasn't perfect today. Aandes sighed.
Psykgi Mentha 8/20 hp Damage Dealt: 4 to Half Constructed Tower Damage Taken: 3+1 +1 damage each roll until support power used Military Standard Medical Kit (Adept Artifact Support A) (2/2 Uses, heal one troll 1/2 hp) Going up!
Who wouldn't know what a silly colored floor meant? Traps, obviously. What else did anything trollish mean? Traps. It was in her way and she had to make a guess - blue. Why not? Lower colors were always dangerous in these cases - some sort of psychological need to 'put the lowbloods in their place' or something, one in a long line of such things. Blue was probably pretty safe. She took one step...
Nope.
Psykgi staggered away, her vision blurry briefly as she reacted, sticking her axe handle (and a few roaches) into the mechanism before tripping her way to the end of the tiles.
Her head hurt.
She rubbed her head and horns and made a face at the color grid. "Stupid thing."
Chiara is attacking Half-constructed Tower HIT Hp:14/20 Damage Dealt: (+1) 5 Artifact Support B 1/1
Chiara thwacked the building, creating a hole in the wall, and wiped a drop of sweat off her forehead. There were a lot of trolls here now. The blueblood looked over the crowd. It was around ten, maybe more? Chiara caught sight of a troll she had only seen briefly and came up to the troll. "Hey" the blueblood started, putting a hand of the greenblood's arm. "Your that guy from the bloodfest booth thing, right?" A crash could be heard echoing through the halls. "Yeah, okay, not the best time for a greeting or whatever, but hey, how about this." Chiara pulled out a card and leaned in close to the boy, slipping it in his shirt. "Lets get drinks or something, huh? After we all get outta here of course." The blueblood gave the greenblood a look and a grin. "And you better make it out, okay?"
