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Miliardo Kason rolled 2 10-sided dice:
1, 9
Total: 10 (2-20)
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 Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2015 4:10 pm
Roland was still standing on the back of the beast looking around, it seemed like the whole beast was made of bodies. Each one reaching out to swipe at his shield as he swung back, his footing was poor and even as he swung another grabbed his leg tugging him to the side and causing him to stumble and take a few blows. "Sylvia you ready?"
There was only the hum of a song in his head for a response.Roland Stats Damage: 4x2 = 8 Charge 3/3 HP: 40/60 Buff: Mist - Moon Intermediate + 2 defense and 10hp Weapon: Nimble scythe
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Miliardo Kason rolled 8 12-sided dice:
9, 11, 8, 10, 6, 3, 1, 3
Total: 51 (8-96)
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2015 4:13 pm
Back on his feet again Roland started to pinwheel his scythe above his head, the weapon pulling in some of the air around him as it continued to spin towards the highest note in the song. Finally the pinwheeling stopped and Roland slammed the scythe blade into the beasts fleshy withering bodies. The resulting burst of noise and wind ripping into the flesh bearing down on the creature like a twisted drill of sound. The blast was so focused it hardly even back lashed against Roland as he dragged the weapon deeper into the wound.Roland Stats Damage Gamblers Chance: 35 x 2 = 70 Charge 0/3 HP: 32/60 Buff: Mist - Moon Intermediate + 2 defense and 10hp Weapon: Nimble scythe
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2015 4:19 pm
Al shook his head at Noah and shot him a strange but fleeting look before suddenly looking fired up. "I want to attack! Or..." He pouted at Noah, "If you want I could just defend?" .... he was kinda staring now.
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2015 5:02 pm
"Maybe we should just. Stay on the ground a little while," Noah suggested, warily. How long was it going to last? Was Al going to slide back into the weird paranoid break again? What would happen if he did while he was trying to stay on top of the monster? Noah didn't like that idea much, or even at all. "There's probably people who could use band-aids ... "
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2015 7:53 pm
As he shoved Jordan, Horace slipped, feet scrambling for purchase on the wet, be-slimed ground. A horrible thudding rumble shook the building and he grimaced, throwing out one hand (his good hand; he was always conscious of his deficiencies) against a sturdily potted plant. He watched Jordan carefully, waiting for that next movement - he wouldn't last much longer. Horace's breath wheezed out of his lung in painful gasps. Despite his shield, his ribs ******** hurt. Then Jordan's face seemed to shift. Horace flinched away, trying to brace himself against a force he could not defeat. Then Jordan spoke. He stilled and his eyes flicked to Jordan's face, searching it carefully. "J-jordan?" Suddenly, Jordan's concern, especially right after his violence before just seemed so funny. He laughed, breathlessly, one arm wrapping around his ribs. "You're ... you're really ******** back? You're ok? Ferros? You are one mean ******** when infected." Horace winced and leaned against the wall. "Well, you didn't kill me, so good job." HP: 17/40 DMG: CHG: 2/3 TYPE
HP:
AUTO DMG: Status: BUFFS:accuracy: -5 modifier to rolls (2/10 uses) speedy: x2 damage against speedy zombies prolixity be prepared for sensational news!
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Seussi rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 3
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2015 7:53 pm
The launch itself went relatively smoothly, terrifying and exhilarating all at once, while effectively washing away his previous disorientation with a surge of adrenaline. Landing on a shoulder, he used his acrobatic like skills combined with the spikes on the knuckles of his gauntlets to climb higher, driving them into the monster and lifting himself further upward.
Tommy HP: 35
Damage: 5 + 2 = 7(2) = 14
Buffs: Mist trainee, using sun buff, +2 to attacks
Nimble weapon (2 X damage this round)
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Seussi rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 6
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2015 7:56 pm
Once he was well situated in a fairly stable position, Thomas wasted very little time on bending down to work, digging spikes into whatever part of the creature he could, and each time he did so, he fired off an electric bolt into it's flesh.
Tommy HP: 30
Damage: 5 + 2 = 7(2)= 14
Charge: 2/3
Buffs: Mist trainee, using sun buff, +2 to attacks
Nimble weapon (2 X damage this round)
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2015 4:59 am
Al wilted a bit before looking up at the creature for whoever was on its back. "Fiiiine," there was a very obvious and exaggerated pout in his tone. He seemed mildly confused before turning back to Noah again, "okay... I'm no good at this healing thing. How can you tell who needs them?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2015 6:10 am
"Look for people who look tired, or if their weapon's runes are dim," Noah instructed, relieved. "Ask them if they need a heal." He hesitated. "Don't - don't go too far away, okay?" He'd let Al go off alone into the dark mall, and Al had come back unconscious and infected, and Noah felt responsible. He wasn't going to let it happen again if he could help it.
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2015 6:23 am
"Jesus. I'm sorry," Jordan said, and rubbed his face with his free hand. "Come on, let's get you back to base. I -- couldn't control it. Couldn't pay attention to Ferros, couldn't think straight." He shook his head. "Ferros was shouting at me," he added. He started to move to support Horace, but thought better of it. "I don't know how long the clear mind will last." He shifted Ferros to his left and and lifted the right one to look at the blackened skin, frowning. "It's ... not completely gone." His gaze shifted back to Horace, concerned. "I don't feel it in my mind now, but if I start acting weird, run, okay, dude? I don't want to hurt you again. It's a slow process, and I'll be able to hold back for a while if it starts to -- hell," he interrupted himself. "Ro. I hope he made it back to camp. I was able to let him get away, but I didn't see ... " He shifted Ferros back to his right hand and rubbed his face again. "s**t," he muttered. "How many of us ... We'd better get back," he added, louder. "Whatever that was, I don't think it was good."
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2015 7:57 am
FINAL BOSS STAGE - Melee the head. Heavy/Melee - As the harpoons were fastened across the beast they were locked into their holdings and reeled in, collectively hauling the stricken creature down to the level of the camp, its enormous thrashing bulk restrained by the head low enough that everyone could reach it. There was no telling how long the chains would hold. Rep didn’t need to tell people what to do in this instance. “This is our ******** chance to finish it!” he barked, leaping forward himself with Tracey brandished high. MechanicsHP: ???/??? AD: 5 ALL CAN ATTACK, HEAVY/MELEE DO DOUBLE DAMAGE HEAVY/MELEE weapon users - You do double damage to the boss this round and you can use your fear charges multiple times in succession, so long as you have the health and charges to do so. Everyone else - You can also attack this round! The healing mechanics from the camp can be applied to ranged attackers or your own personal bandages.
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Baneful rolled 2 12-sided dice:
12, 3
Total: 15 (2-24)
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2015 8:01 am
Rep was tired, the kind of tired that ******** bypassed all else and left him feeling numb and as if his head was full of tightly compressed fluff. He hoped the others had gotten out, but found himself thinking hurriedly of Kostya. The man had been on his own and now he wasn't here.
If they brought this ******** thing down, he'd go find him, but for now all that mattered was cleaving the ******** life out of this big ugly sonofabitch.
HP: 55/60
DMG: 12 x 2 = 24
Charge: 1/3
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Saliru rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 7
Total: 9 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2015 8:06 am
Al looked up at the creature and those riding it. Contemplating how he was supposed to heal them all the way up there. Fold bandages into airplanes? It certainly was a thought. But it wasn't long after this thought that he got his wish in the end. The creature came crashing down, forced where he could reach it properly. Noah's previous request to stick close forgotten as he skipped over to start whacking the creature with Nuru.
HP - 45/50
DMG - 9 - 4 * 2 = 10
TAR - Big Bad Beastie - HP ??? - AUTO 5
CRG - 2/3
BUFF - Death Intermediate: -2 from damage modifier 6/15
Melee weapon: Double damage against ARMOURED type.
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Meegane rolled 2 10-sided dice:
1, 10
Total: 11 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2015 8:09 am
Shu was hiding up after she regained her sanity, the memory was there and she felt herself horrible. She was in a store when others were dealing with the big boss, hugging herself out of convulsion. She was a monster, even it was the virus, she felt so disgusted to view her friends that way. "Did they see it?" she murmured in a shaky voice, "Did they see me being...being...that ugly?" She felt like digging a hole and never face them. She felt like crying and that she was an awful person, the mood swing nearly torn her down. She would stay there like a weak normal human girl until everything was done, until someone went to find her. But, Rep's yelling, for all hunters to do their jobs - < Yup, silly, be brave and do your job. Redeem yourself or whatever.> The beast had said a tempting word, and she really hoped she could be forgiven. Thus, she held up her hammer once again and ran back to the camp. If she could make some damage, at least she would be useful, Shu thought. Finding a path clear of obstacles to the giant beast, she charged at the beast and thrashed her hammer at it. HP:45/ 50 DMG: 5 x2 = 10Charge: 1/3 Quote: Shu [INFECTED] Death Intermediate: 2d10-4 (usable 10 times) Weapon: Hammer - Melee ARMOURED/ LAUGHING: x2 damage
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Baneful rolled 2 12-sided dice:
11, 11
Total: 22 (2-24)
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2015 8:11 am
Tracey struck true, just as weary as he was but as always refusing just as stubbornly to rest or stop until they were free. Survival was hard-coded into the nature of both of them and right now survival lay directly through the huge mass of bodies that wanted to devour them and add them to its capacity for infecting everything in its path.
He swung and at the last minute the thing swung its head out at him and sent him sprawling to the ground. He snarled through gritted teeth and leapt forward again like a wild animal.
HP: 50/60
DMG: 19 x 2 x MISS = BIG ******** MISS
Charge: 1/3
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