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endejester rolled 1 4-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-4)
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 Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 4:51 pm
He kept glancing sharply towards the mirror...suspicious, was it just a trick of the lights or was it real. Hell it could have just been his bangs getting in the way until...
Until he turned sharply enough to meet himself face to face, only he wasn't scowling he was grinning like a cheshire cat, a homicidal gleam in his eye that would have done the missing Tanzinite proud... or maybe even Ares.
They grappled, at least there was no advantage in height or weight but that might all the same have been his undoing, that or being distracted with worry about his companions, after all... he was a General.
However, Generals still got their asses kicked sometimes. The pop of his rib breaking met with a half strangled cry of pain and fury. The thick slightly damp crack of it like splintering green wood before he finally struck hard enough, struck the right places to take down his opponent, his eyes watering.
It faded from reality like a bad dream, but his rib still hurt like hell, he pressed his hand to it hard as he glanced back to the others, grateful for his mask that at least hid some of the pain in his face. "Everyone alright?" He panted.
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and be blue rolled 1 4-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 4:52 pm
Ilmenite turned to put duct tape on another mirror and -- and there was already a piece there, at eye level. He frowned at it a little, puzzled, before his attention lifted to the face beyond: a wickedly furious verion of himself, shoulders squared and fists raised, his teeth bared in something between a grin and a scowl.
He yelped and stumbled back a step, but that didn't prevent the tackle. His twin hit him hard enough to drive him to the ground and knock the breath out of him, and then it turned into a familiar sort of fumbling: neither of them terribly good fighters, but both well experienced in the way of older brothers who leapt out at them.
Very few blows were exchanged; mostly they shoved at each other, knees and elbows in tender places, both of them gasping. Eventually, Ilmenite got off one good crack to the jaw -- and his doppleganger fell back. Right into the mirror, out of reach.
As it ran off, he was left panting on the floor, eyes flicking around at the rest of them.
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The Red Dame rolled 1 4-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 4:52 pm
Mica had been simply keeping pace with Schee when she noticed that the reflection following her in the mirror didn’t seem right. As Schee tackled someone that looked suspiciously like another Schee, Mica turned to see her reflection stick out its tongue at her before stepping out of the mirror.
Well, that wouldn’t do.
An cane war ensued, one that would surely have been the stuff of legends, really – songs would’ve been made about it – except that Mica’s doppelganger sucked. Mica was able to stab it in the eye and then suddenly it decided that no, it didn’t want to flail around with a cane, and it retreated.
Better.
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Marsh the Sex Panda rolled 1 4-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 4:53 pm
With one hand around the chain Zan didn't have to pay as much attention as to where she was going. So, instead she looked around the hallway, taking in the glow and the mirrors. There were so many reflections, and it was so big. How were they going to get out?
A flash of something caught her eye and she looked to her reflection confused, but it just stared back at her just as confused. Shaking her head she looked away, convinced she was seeing things. Until she saw another flash. Turning she still looked confused, but her reflection didn't. The bluenette's look went from confused to scared in a second. What the heck was going on?
She didn't have time to find out because her reflection was jumping at her.
The Lieutenant was knocked into, and following her instincts she summoned her antlers before she hit the ground. Lashing out she tried to hit the doppleganger in the face, but the copy of her grabbed it before she could. Bucking her hips she knocked them over, freeing her other hand to hit her copy.
The two rolled around on teh ground hitting each other until finally Zanazziite won out, and fake!Zan went running back into the mirror. Breathing hard she sat up smoothing her hair down. What else were they going to run into here?
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 4:59 pm
While moving through the maze, the Negaversers would be able to feel a comforting energy signature blink into existence somewhere in the basement of the factory. General-King Marthozite had arrived, and was moving through the lower levels.
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and be blue rolled 3 20-sided dice:
20, 11, 15
Total: 46 (3-60)
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 5:04 pm
His eyes landed on Zink -- and Ilmenite was on his feet in a second, taking two steps closer before he realized that he couldn't very well ask how Zac was doing, could he? Unprofessional, and out of line of command, and --
And screw it. "Are you okay?" He kept his voice low, at least, settling a hand not quite against Zink's back as they started back into the maze.
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Marsh the Sex Panda rolled 3 20-sided dice:
5, 7, 19
Total: 31 (3-60)
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 5:07 pm
Slowly Zan got to her feet, turning towards Zinkenite. "I'm alright." And then she noticed he was holding his side. She was about to ask if he was okay, but bit her lip as the other Lieutenant did so before she could. The best thing she could do now was just keep an eye on him and keep moving.
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endejester rolled 3 20-sided dice:
12, 9, 13
Total: 34 (3-60)
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 5:07 pm
Zac... er... Zink paused a moment, the strangest uncertanty flickering though his eyes before it died under the hard stare of General Zinkenite before he nodded. "I'll live... thank you." He said in quiet tones before making himself stand up a little straiter, at least for a moment.
"If everyone is alright...we keep moving, well done... good work."
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Demy-Stardust rolled 3 20-sided dice:
14, 1, 12
Total: 27 (3-60)
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 5:11 pm
Schee felt that energy signature. It meant so much...Marth was there, Marth was working with them. They were going to do this.
Tonight, the BMC would not win.
"Let's keep going."
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 5:14 pm
With the doppelgangers defeated, you move onwards, noticing that you seemed to have beaten your reflection into properly behaving. It moves as you do, as thought it knows that a single toe out of line will get it throttled all over again. Peter Pan and his shadow could take lessons from you! There are dead ends that you hit at times, and are forced to double back. One or twice you run right into a pane of glass that did not properly reflect you, and are forced to find another way around. All in all, though, you estimate that you must be at least halfway through. Which makes it all that much more annoying when you hear the faint click click click of machinery, like gears starting up. That's when you notice that the wide path that could have formerly fit four people shoulder to shoulder is suddenly narrowing. The walls are moving in towards you, and you get the distinct impression that unlike elevator doors, they're not just going to bounce back. Yeah, you saw Thirteen Ghosts. Quote: Roll 1d4! 1 – The fear of the moment overcomes you, and you lose one round of rolling. Your teammates may still roll. 2 – You stumble and falter, but your teammates quickly pick you up and drag you onwards. 3 – You keep a level head and keep trekking forward! 4 – Your fear motivates you... to run like hell. Your team gets one extra dice next round.
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Demy-Stardust rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 5:15 pm
O...okay, man it was starting to feel smaller in here. Narrower..and...and
Well for some reason he was suddenly very god damn terrified, and rather than react in any rational manner Scheelite used all the powers of the sugar high gerbil to run like god damn HELL through the maze.
"HURRY THE HELL UP GUYS."
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endejester rolled 1 4-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 5:17 pm
Closing in... the walls were closing...oh ********...
He felt like he couldn't breathe, in an absurd moment of claustrophobia all he could think of was being trapped in the damned Lockers at school.
He just couldn't make his legs work... couldn't move.
What a sorry state for a General.
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and be blue rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 5:17 pm
Ilmenite drew in a sharp, shaky breath as the walls started to close in, shockingly panicked. Two steps, then he paused and looked back at Zink, to Zan, breathless and shaky.
"Za-Zink. Zink, move your...goddamnit." He should have helped his general, but he suspected his general would kill him if he tried. So instead he grabbed the girl's hand to haul her along, instead.
Zink could teleport anyway.
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The Red Dame rolled 1 4-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 5:17 pm
Mica could feel a powerful energy signature arrive, and that was reassuring. They might be delayed in coming to the rescue, but at least some help had already arrived where it was needed. A sound eventually jarred her out of her thoughts and Mica realized that the maze was getting skinnier. And skinnier. Schee had taken off, and that was a good idea, but…
… but, well, Mica was frozen, watching the creeping walls.
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