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A Wandering Esper rolled 1 10-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-10)
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 Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 5:52 pm
HP : 50
This was ridiculous.
This was god damn ridiculous.
No matter how much she scratched, it didn't stop !!!!
Reste focusée ! She reminded herself, then threw a punch at Sailor Gunn "Over here, stupid !"
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 5:53 pm
(HP: 50)
Painite was glad she hit him, at least! True enough, it didn't seem to be the earth shattering, brain splattering hit she had HOPED to do, but she certainly couldn't complain. She had a target at least, now.
Though, she frowned at his comment about her hobby horse. She knew it was useless a lot of the time, but this senshi didn't need to say so!
Her mind was drawn from the fight a bit, though, at the pressure in her back and the intense itching. Was this place laced with fleas or something? She did her best to ignore it, though one hand often had to move to scratch quickly while she stared at Boreas.
"The kind of horse that will beat your a**, Senshi!" she quipped, looking proud of herself.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 5:53 pm
HP: 50
The attack grazed the senshi.. being faster than she was the hit did not connect as strongly as it probably could have. This made her irritated, but what was making her irritated was not the hit.. but the ITCHING she suddenly wanted to stop and scratch. A prickling sensation that started subtle... but was growing with the passing minutes.
"The hell did you DO to me senshi?" Did that stupid menshi fire a attack without realizing it?
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 5:54 pm
HP: 24
Good god... he was slugish beyond reason AND itchy, he couldn't even find the energy to ITCH, he sluggishly attempted to itch, it was so bad it had become a greater priority than even trying to move. He would have thanked Fayalite too for helping him out with that ridiculous senshi ((Sir Gay-la-had he dubbed him)) but even that rather seemed like too much right now.
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Wotcher rolled 1 10-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 5:54 pm
50 HP
So, this was it. The second battle for Elysion. A simple introductory thought, but from her proud position amongst the Negaverse, Kutnohorite wasn't exactly sure such a momentous event even needed a long internal monologue about pride, victory, and all of that jib. Her heart pounding just a little bit too excitedly for someone about to clash arms against Senshi, the lieutenant tightly clutched the curling iron that served as her makeshift weapon. She barely registered the words of Tanzanite as she marched forward, her thought already on enemy she would soon be killing.
Her eyes seeking out a likely candidate that wasn't already being fought( she was far too awesome to attack with a group), she quickly found one somewhat on the edges of the fray, a senshi...thing. AH-HA, someone to beat in the face! It was on her way towards him-her-she-couldn't-really-tell that a horrible painful, itching sensation settled into her back. It caused her to falter in her movement, brushing her fingernails across her back, but the jostling of two close battlers forced her to turn back to her target.
With a determined yell, Kutnohorite suddenly rushed towards Ganymede, thrusting forward her heated curling iron at him. Maybe she would burn out those ugly eyes. HI-YAH.
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Akina Tokuwa rolled 1 10-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 5:55 pm
HP: 19
Still moving away, Ares found herself suddenly encased in a pink bubble. "What the..?" she murmured, absolutely confused. The parallel kingdom had parallel Zodiacs, but since did not recognize this attack and had not seen who threw it. Assuming it to be some sort of aggressive Nega tool, the senshi rolled immediately out of the protective bubble without thinking.
Cancer was a nice, protective senshi, and Ares didn't even know it.
The roll brought her close to Bismithie. Her job was to keep the generals busy, but she couldn't resist giving him one strike for Rota. Her torch swung upwards, aiming straight for his kneecap. "FOR ROTA!" she roared, and then immediately tried to move out of the way, itching her shoulder all the while.
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shibrogane rolled 1 10-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 5:55 pm
32 - 5 - 9 = 18HP
Gunn grinned, rolling her shoulders; the scratchy fabric of her bolero relieved the itching a little bit, which was still annoying. Someone--she couldn't quite see them, her vision having tunneled onto Bismuthite--attacked her. It wasn't exactly easy to brush off--there was an open weal in her arm, blood trickling into the crease of her elbow, into the very, very dry grass of the field. But the good thing was that she had just received very, very good news. Gunn had smelled the familiar odor of smoke. And where there was smoke, there was...
"Gunn Wildfire Voracious Propagation!"
Damnit, that itching was so distracting--she found herself only able to snarl at Bismuthite, rather than causing any actual damage. Still, the fires seemed to be heading for him--
[Any fires previously in existence are now bigger. And fire-y-er.]
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 5:55 pm
HP: 38
Oh by Newton her hand hurt. Albali was fairly certain that she had at least fractured something in her hand if not outright broken a small bone in her hand. Her father was going to kill her and the damage to her schedule if she couldn't play! Beethoven in the ground, the misery of it! These were the thoughts playing through Echoes' head as she went flying towards Gunn.
Thankfully, the grass caught both of their falls and there was almost no damage...until rocks fell from the sky and straight into the grass next to them. The flare flashed against her legs and one of the smaller rocks pinged off her arm in a flare that burned and had her crying out in pain.
Were the stars falling? What was going on? The itch between Albali's shoulder blades was what...premonition of an attack? It wasn't until the girl crawled away from the flames and settled for a second to breathe that she realized she felt powerful. There was a power inside of her now!
"Oh that's hilarious. Really great. I wonder how this works..."
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 5:55 pm
"Che wha-" Even as Hephaistos turned another negaverse agent was leaping down on him a lantern pole swinging at him his eyes went wide as it came at him and he could only barely get his arms up in time to take the hit. It didn't help that he was reaching behind him to pick a strange itch. Before he could even respond the Negaverse agent was already on the move. It was pure chaos all around him. He turned to watch her go flipping the bird as she left. "I didn't do a damn thing crazy b***h!" Turning around he tried to get focus on Zink again but failed to find him among all the ******** hell..."
40 - 4 = 36HP
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 5:57 pm
Raite's mouth curved into a smike that aimed to kill.
Ares was of no consequence to him.
"Not for much longer." He said quickly to Alcyone, obviously not sparing much confidence for the super senshi's words. He jumped back, staying away from the stray meteorites as well as they came dangerously close.
Meanwhile, annoyance flickered into his eyes. He was overcome by a a feeling that he had never thought would manifest upon a battlefield. Itchiness. it reminded him of Sailor Flora's attack, yet Raite wondered if it could spread on such a large scale. Was it something else?
Raite didn't allow himself to dwell on these thoughts long -- his fingers aching to attack.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 5:57 pm
HP: 40
Sailor Chibi Hypnos was still wandering around in the dream world, admiring the beauty of it all when the world around her began to collapse. Well, not literally but it sure felt like it. All of the hard work the small senshi had put into trying to bring end to the fighting had gone to waste when people began flooding into the area ready to rip eachother's throats out. She made a bit of a meep! as she moved away from someone who nearly ran over her. Had they not noticed her? She hoped that was the case... she scratched her head as she thought about it and scratched some more before her eyes went wide. There was a fire! What about the animals? What if that cute birdy was still playing around in the grass? It could hurt him!
The small senshi grabbed some of the ground and tried to put it over the fire, trying to put it out. It was much to her dismay when the fire did not go out. Why could she not solve this problem? She hoped that at least she could solve the problem involving people fighting! She scratched her head some more, brushing the hair out of her eyes. She wondered if perhaps she got some dirt in her hair? Why was she so itchy?
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Guine rolled 1 10-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 5:58 pm
40 HP
What a strange world this was. It was nothing like he’d ever seen, even from his travels on assignments. And the enemies here were not to be underestimated, he soon realized, but hopefully not too late.
With a twist of his wrist, he placed the two poles back together, quarterstaff at full length once more, and, shaking off the most recent attacks he took, Alumo looked around for another opponent.
Or rather, he would have liked to had he not just gotten the sudden urge to scratch. What the heck?? He reached behind him, trying to scratch through the thick cloth of his uniform, though it always seemed just out of reach.
He growled angrily to himself, taking his staff and trying to use it to use it to rub at the itchiness, but the more he did, the more he realized how sore his back was feeling. Was it from the Senshi’s attacks?? Were they really capable of such affects??
This was maddening! He just couldn’t seem to stop himself from itching!!
Letting out a roar of anger, Alumo pulled his staff away from his back just long enough to aim a good whack at Sailor Cancer.
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surreality rolled 1 10-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 5:58 pm
34 HP
After a few seconds of getting her bearings straight, Alcyone did not hesitate in pursuing after Raite. Her body dropped low to the ground, her palms supporting her weight against the dried grass as she swung a kick to knock Raite's balance off. There were still too many people for her to feel comfortable enough to summon a storm, and so she made due with her own physical prowess.
As her leg hit against Raite's shin, a painful itch rose between her shoulder blades. It took every ounce of concentration to keep her hands from moving beneath her; digging her fingers into the dirt might have helped.
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Orestae rolled 1 10-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 5:59 pm
HP: 34
Okay, seriously, what the <********>?
Mid-stride, Tanzanite had to stop. She had to stop because her exposed skin felt as though it was burning, and she raked her fingernails across her abdomen hard enough to leave angry red marks behind.
It did nothing to quell the itch. She scratched until her skin was raw, until her fingernails peeled back long slivers of pale skin and left bloody scratches in their wake.
“What the <******** course.. all it took was Ares voice to pull her attention, still scratching wildly, back to the leader of the Blood Moon Court. Her words were like venom, a poison that sank into Tanzanite's system and sparked a rage within her. Her sclera slowly darkened, the dark skin of her arm spreading out in veined patterns across her chest.
“I will make you regret your pathetic existence,” Tanzanite rasped, and then she was after the woman, towards Gunn and Bismuthite.
Her dark arm came forward, snatching for Sailor Ares throat. Dark fingers wrapped around her neck, and lifted her until her toes could not touch the ground.
How many hits does it take to get to the center of a Parallel Senshi?
One.
Two.
Three.
Up and down she went, her body slammed until Tanazanite finally wrenched her body to the side to hurl the woman away.
And then went back to scratching until her arm bled.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 5:59 pm
The more everyone scratched, the more strangeness happened. It felt, almost disturbingly, like they were shedding and peeling away layers of their skin with each dig their fingernails made, revealing a bizaare bulge right around where their shoulderblades would be. The strange lumps tangibly grew under their fingertips, becoming more and more painful with each passing second, until they abruptly burst, tearing through skin and cloth -- -- into wings. If Quail's Eye had been here, he wouldn't have been surprised at all by this development. His domain was a sanctuary for dreams of flight, after all... and what sort of place would that be without actual flying? Everyone in the field now has wings.
You can totally fly with them.
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