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DarkHeartedSorrows rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 2
Total: 4 (2-12)
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 9:40 pm
As if this room wasn't making his head hurt enough already. The impact had about the effect of striking a bell. Rikki's ears rang and his groaned pitifully as a painful red blotch appeared on his forehead. Ugh. This wasn't fun anymore. He wanted to go back to his dorm and curl up with his joxes.
Even more clumsy now that his head was pounding, he struck out blindly and missed the boo again. The whir of his chains flying through thin air had never been so aggravating.
((HP: 14/30 No damage))
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Seussi rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 4
Total: 12 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 9:51 pm
Another whirring of chains. HA! Another easy dodge by Fitzy! He could really start to get used to this fighting business. And because it seemed to work so well before, he decided to give the boil another slap, on the opposite cheek this time, while laughing uncontrollably. "Who's a scare-ling now!" He cried.
(( Attack: 12-6=6 damage HP:5/10 ))
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DarkHeartedSorrows rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 2
Total: 8 (2-12)
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 9:56 pm
He was tired of being slapped! Ugggghhhhh! This thing was just like a pudgy green gooey bear! Why was it having so much success at beating him up?!
Giving up on his chains, Nyyrikki flailed out with his fist with no real finesse. He didn't usually fight with flesh, metal was more effective. So, it didn't look too pretty.

...SUCCESS. CONTACT.((HP: 8/30 - Rikki is getting his a** kicked hard by this boo Damage: 8-6=2))
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Seussi rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 2
Total: 3 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 10:07 pm
Fitzy was feeling pretty cocky at this point. This was the first time he could ever remember actually doing well at something! Usually he just failed miserably and sulked in some corner while everyone else got the glory. Well not today! ...Unfortunatly, in his cockiness he forgot to actually look out for objects hurtling towards him, and got a good smack in the face with a flailing fist because of it. The blow knocked him off balance just as he was about to launch another swing on the boils face, making him not only miss but skid quite wide to the side of his target.
((Attack: Miss, finally :3 I don't know how teh hell one little boo could do so much damage. HP:3/10))
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DarkHeartedSorrows rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 6
Total: 10 (2-12)
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 10:13 pm
Hah! Hahaha! Upper hand! As the boo's slap went wide, Rikki scrambled to his feet and entwined his hands together. Just as the round puff's head (or what Rikki assumed to be similar to his head) passed beneath him, he brought his hands down with as much force as he could, reveling in the beautiful, glorious comtact. Take that, stupid round thing!
((HP: 8/30 C'MON RIKKI~ Damage: 10-6=4 EAT IT, FITZY! ))
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 10:25 pm
((lmao, thanks for the battle! Twas very entertaining~))
Fitzy couldn't believe it was happening again...and he had done so much better this time too! He watched helplessly as the hooded boil brought his entwined fists down upon his head, failing (and not having enough time to) get out of the way before they pummeled him down to the floor. As his body made contact with the ground below, it seemed to explode into clouds of whispy green smoke that twisted upwards then dissipated into the air. He didn't even have time to cry.
((Fitzy is KO'd and exiting back to the boo thread for respawnage))
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 10:29 pm

Rikki just stood there for a moment, basking in the glory of his victory. And the slightly smokey scent of the remaining wisps from the explosion. Actually, those kind of tickled his throat. He coughed a bit and glanced around, still only seeing his reflection. Well, obviously defeating that thing wasn't going to magically poof him out of the room. Jack dammit.
But, he did manage to find a bit of a path that he stumbled along, hands outstretched to either side to keep him balanced.((Not a problem! Thanks for helping me out! XD Who knew Rikki was so weak against getting bitchslapped?))
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chiickadee rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 10:53 pm
In essence, Danny danced through the first section of the maze. In literal terms? Danny danced through the first section of the maze. It seems the boogie fever had not worn off, and she still had a rug to cut.
The first corridor was the twist. She got low to the ground and twisted all over. Her hands were successfully flayed to the side of her. It was a stunning experience.
The second, was the great sprinkler move, and the famous blackskreet boils kneejerk. Basically, any embarassing move? It was in this corridor.
In the final corridor, Danny broke out into some ... newwave moves. They were rather ... well suggestive to say the least. Danny didn't know what she was doing was sexual, she just imitated what she saw on tv.
One way or another, she made it to the next section, while discoing like a bawss.
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Marsh the Sex Panda rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 8
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 9:55 am
Thedore Winston watched as the other Boo dissipated in the same way he had not so long ago. Now it was left to him to push the invaders out and hopefully at the same time teach them to have at least some class.
He sighed turning to stare at the one who had defeated the first ghost. He tried to keep an eye on the other, but it was a bit more difficult than he thought. Luck seemed to be on his side, by some weird combination of bad aim and a lot of floating and bobbing both of their attacks missed and that gave Theodore Winston the opportunity to launch his own attack. "This really would be so much easier if you'd just leave." His bowler appeared in one of his fingerless arms and with all his might he hurled it at Roch.
((HP: 10 Damage to Roch: 10 - 6 = 4))
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Ice Queen rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 6
Total: 9 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 10:03 am
Leave? This stupid boo wanted him to leave? "Jack, I wish I could," he muttered, bringing up his guitar for another swing. At least this guy wasn't hitting on them! That was a definite bonus! The guitar hit this time, but not as hard as he'd have liked it. ((Attacking: Theodore Damage: 3 Roch's HP: 22))
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Trira rolled 7 4-sided dice:
1, 4, 2, 3, 4, 4, 3
Total: 21 (7-28)
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 3:41 pm
Moure took a moment to inspect his wounds and torn skin, then turned his attention to the bowler-hat-boo. Luckily, this boo was attacking Roch first, probably since he'd killed the last one. And also fortunate, at least this boo wasn't implying that the two boils were dating, nor was the facial-haired-boo hitting on them. Definitely prefered battling this boo.
A thought suddenly occured to him, and Moure looked around the passage they were in. They had to get rid of this boo fast... now might be a perfect time to try out his Fear. He hadn't actually been able to use it recently, but...it could work, right?
Moure backed up a few steps, a determined look on his face. Then, he took a quick start at the boo. Time to find out if his aim was better while he was running.
He had a great start, and it looked like if he landed this hit, that the ghost would be toast.
And then Moure's arch-nemesis, the mirror hall plant, suddenly toppled directly into his path. Already at an extremely high speed, Moure had no time to swerve, and completely biffed it over the plant. He rolled to a stop and stood back up, unhurt, but he'd already lost his momentum, and thus, his chance to use his Fear in an attack. Seething at the rush-thwarting plant, Moure kicked it out of the hall with a raging punt. "Curse you mirror-plant!"
That was it. Next time, he was going to destroy something. Seriously.
((Moure's Health: 4 points Damage Done to Theodore Winston: 0 Damage (adhkasd REALLY DICE? You give me the probably the best roll for the other six, but you get a one on the first one? (So punting Moure's fear next time I need it. DX; )))
((Moure used his Fear: Swift Strike! (Mechanics: Roll 7d4, first roll determines accuracy, the rest determines damage.) And promptly failed.))
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 3:56 pm
Roch choked, knowing it was wrong to do in the middle of the battle, but fighting back laughter, nonetheless. "Jack, speedy, we aren't fighting the PLANT!" he called, his laughter escaping him. "Be careful, it might come back and grow on you or something!"
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chiickadee rolled 1 8-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-8)
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 5:47 pm
Still dancing, she waltzed (THE DANCING PUNS) into a sort of mirror-kitchen area. Where did they find all of these mirrors anyways? Danny decided that when she got home she would throw all of her mirrors in the garbage.
At first it had been fun, really. She had been running around, skipping down the corridors, running into things ...
Wait that had been like five minutes ago, hadn't it?
JACKDANGIT.
In her rage, Danny flipped over a mirror table, not realizing there was a mirror vase on top of it. The next part happened in slow motion though. The vase seemed to take forever to tumble to the ground, but Danny made an amazing save. She dove through the air and shouted, "Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
Then everything sped back up, and Danny caught the vase. Except she idiotically forgot that it was made of mirrors. They cut her hands, and she dropped the vase anyways, smashing it to pieces. Way to go Danny.
((HP: 27))
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chiickadee rolled 1 8-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-8)
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 6:07 pm
There was the end again! Danny knew she had it this time. How hard could it be anyways? Maybe she had messed up that one time, but she was back in the game now! Look, see. There was that mirror toilet, an obvious sign of her victory.
Wait a second.

Danny was going to kill all the mirrors.
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chiickadee rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 6:15 pm
DANNY ANGRY, DANNY SMASHHHHH.
Eventually she got so frustrated with the mirror toilet that she smashed it. Water started spraying all over her face, giving her that disgusting wet feeling that she had experienced with Calder. It wasn't very welcome at the time.
Well that was what she got for smashing toilets right?
Now noticeably dripping, extremely grumpy, and remarkably motivated to leave this maze, Danny continued through the mirror madness with a notably grumpier expression. This field trip wasn't fun anymore. Could she go back to the fire room now?
((HP: 25))
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