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medigel rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 2
Total: 7 (2-12)
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 Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 12:18 am
The longer he watched, the more worried he was. This entire trip had not been fun in the slightest, and now it was starting to wear on most everyone's nerves and minds . . . And now, like it was nothing, he barely reacted when his pink dress became a collage of cookies.
Was the house just screwing around with them now? What next, a dragon would pop up and try to roast them into burnt status?
Oh Jack, don't even joke, man. People were already stripping, no need to up the ante on horrible things to happen.
By the time the couch made it in, Mortimer was just . . . agh. Half-heartedly he shot a jolt of electricity at the thing, but he was sure it would go away as quickly as it came. Just like the other two.
For now:
He took a knee and began to reach a hand out to the demoness, much like he had to FreyaAAAH in her cage - meant to help bring out of both metaphysical and literal imprisonment. "At least it smells good?" Mort told her with a little smile, trying to lighten things up. Perhaps the change of wardrobe would help her mood. "Can help up if needs."
Speaking of helping up . . . He wasn't feeling so good.
HP: 7
Damage: 1
Boss HP: 16
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 12:23 am
Oh my Jack, whatever that thing was just put its head down on its legs and just so cute and fluffy and augh. Freya stood up, brushed herself off, and ran full speed to the fluffy gryphon thing, slowing when she was close enough to flop down near it. She broke off a piece of cookie from her outfit, which, was probably not a good idea at this point, and held it out for the gryphon. She had no idea it was the boil she'd met in the cages. Nor did she have any idea where she was, anymore. But there was Mort, attacking the couch too! She would make sure not to let the zombie sit on her couch at home if he ever came to visit.
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Naked Satan rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 12:25 am
Apparently Raziel was right in the path of the most glass shards and took quite a bit of damage as they sliced his skin wherever they passed. It was quite painful.
HP: 17
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Naked Satan rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 6
Total: 11 (2-12)
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 12:28 am
Not one to be held back by minor injuries, Raziel rushed forward to join the others. They would take out this stupid couch at all costs. Raziel ran forward and made a flying leap at the couch, whacking it as hard as he could with his tail. It was super effective.
HP: 17
Damage: 5
Boss HP: 11
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 12:37 am
"Youse dying." A bit overly dramatic, but Savior liked to get to the point. She was hurt just as badly as the boil, if not as much, but still. "Rens, youse okay." Savior reached over and patted the monster on the head, getting sand all up in his feathers. At least now he'd smell like some kind of wonderful orange, just like everyone else who got Savior all over them.
Then came over a girl with cookies and what was going on? People still attacking the couch? Why, so cute?
"Poor Rens."
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 1:13 am
There was a shuffling noise - someone had flopped beside him. Ren cracked one eye open and peered sideways, slanting a gaze at -
Freya. Who was looking at him with wide, starry eyes.
She was also rather lacking in the clothing department. Ren eyed her a little warily until she held out a cookie to him, and he blinked nonplussed. It was only then that he realized she probably did not recognize him in this form.
Carefully, so as to not bite off more than he should, he lifted his head and delicately took the cookie from her hand, munching on it slowly.
"Youse dying."
Another voice - the ghoul from before was back, and Ren peered up at her as she patted his head, shaking it a bit as sand flickered down his face. He prodded her in the stomach gently with the top of his beak - she was rather sweet, after all, despite being a tad odd - then curled his wings around his body.
"Thank you for the cookie, Freya - where's, LW...er, the red wolf you were with before?"
A pause.
"It's, er...me. By the way. Ren."
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poke mattix rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 1:43 am
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Daffupanda rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 2:05 am
((Damage roll for Gabrian - will edit this in later! I need to run out the door x0x))
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Daffupanda rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 7
Total: 12 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 2:06 am
Grumpy and more than just a little bit upset, the serpent once again lashed out with his tail. He wanted out of this stupid pink dress, out of this stupid field and he just wanted to go home. A nice, long nap was probably in order too, preferably cuddled up to someone, or several someones. That would be nice too. "What did we ever do to deserve all this crap anyhow?!"  HP: 33 Battle Status: Attacking BOSS HP: 5
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poke mattix rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 5
Total: 13 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 2:12 am
Her laughter soon turned to a gasp of pain when the glass began to rain down on them. She stood in front of her teammate, trying to shield him from the raining glass but was getting scratched up herself.
And now they had a new boss to fight, except this one looked like it wanted to be sat on. And even if she did feel a little tired, she was far from wanting to sit on it, and lobbed her sharp leaves at it instead.
HP: 29
Battle status: Attacking
Damage: 7
Bosses HP: -2 (DEAD)
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Inu-Mitsu rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 2:36 am
It seemed that Mitsu's efforts to hide didn't quite work out in her favor. The white mare regarded her with large eyes and flared nostrils and made Mitsu regard it back with the same wide eyed expression. It felt like a stare down.....Oh Jack...
Looking away after a moment Mitsu regarded her surroundings finally spotting LW, Ren, and Tybalt. Seeing the tail wag her own tail began to swish happily, especially at the sight of other canines. Mitsu had yet to really have any canine friends and seeing another werewolf was more than pleasing.
She would have moved to greet them but Seiji had stepped up toward them offering something to Shun to cover up. The poor ghost seemed unbalanced at best and perhaps a little worse for wear. That condition was only made worse as the situation changed yet again and glass rained down on them from the house.
Even with her thick fur Mitsu took quite a bit of damage to her back and face. The ghost boil though, he looked ready to topple over. Shaking the glass from her being Mitsu looked to Shun quickly to make sure he was alright before moving over to Seiji to lean against him to help brace him up.
"Are you okay?"
HP: 12
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 2:38 am
It just wanted somebody to love it back. As the couch dissipates, small, sparkling beams shoot from it's dying body. Those who abstained from the wanton violence against furniture or who missed in their attack receive +2 HP Farewell Comfortable Friend Healing! BOSS HP: DEAD
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Ice Queen rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 5:50 am
"Couch--" Roch started forward, intent on claiming the couch--and took a massive hit. "Jackdammit."
((HP: 7 - 6 + 2= 3. He bout to die, yo!))
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 5:57 am
Riyo had just managed to cover her assets *cough* with her bag (since the whole backside of the suit had been devoured by the monster) when the manticore approached her. A certain song started playing through her head... Her face was the picture of terror.
"NO!" She shouted. "I DO NOT LIKE THE BREEZE. THIS IS MY RIDICULOUS AND SLIGHTLY ITCHY SUIT." She backed up and hid behind poor Mort, eyes peering just over his shoulder. She knew he was trying to comfort her, but right now the biggest comfort would be hiding her from Cady.
HP: 27/30
Status: Ready to punch Cady in the face should she try to make her more naked.
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Toshihiko Two rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 6:35 am
Barth got caught in the spray of glass. From the depths of the house emerged...
"H-hold on," Barth started. It wasn't their couch, probably. Not orange for one thing. But the couch hadn't done anything to them. Even Christof seemed determined to pummel it. As it dissipated, Barth managed a tiny and very sad wave.
HP: 16-5+2= 13
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