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Indubitably rolled 2 20-sided dice:
8, 8
Total: 16 (2-40)
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 10:21 pm
[92 - 2*16 = 60]
Though she was gentle, the plant was weakened now, and her efforts seemed to do far more than intended. Reaching to pull a winding branch, she was startled when it snapped off, blinking at it for a moment in her palm, before tossing it aside.
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Indubitably rolled 2 20-sided dice:
10, 17
Total: 27 (2-40)
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 10:24 pm
[60 - 27 = 33]
She winced then, as she immediately heard the sounds of bees, covering her face and head with her arms as a few of the more aggravated ones came to harass her. Luckily, there seemed to be less than before, possibly due to stinging the other agents.
She was able to fend them off, and narrowed her dark eyes at the plant.
"Don't get feisty now! We're almost done, I promise."
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Indubitably rolled 1 20-sided dice:
12
Total: 12 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 10:27 pm
[33 - 12 = 21]
Apparently, the plant did not trust Howlite's words [she HAD been hacking at it for quite awhile now], because as she pulled a flowering vine from it's main stalk, it responded by smacking her soundly on the a**.
A brief yelp from the generally relaxed Lieutenant, and she rubbed her bottom, grabbing the offending vine in her hand.
"SHAME on you."
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Indubitably rolled 1 20-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 10:29 pm
[21 - 4 = 17 ]
Grabbing the vine wasn't the best idea, as she immediately felt that painful itch on her hand, something she'd been avoiding. Damn hives. She'd need to live in a pool of calamine lotion for the next year, after this ordeal.
Since she had hold of it, anyway, Howlite pulled hard, snapping it from its point of origin.
... Hey.
The plant looked pretty good! She reached for one last bud.
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Indubitably rolled 1 20-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 10:30 pm
[17 - 7 = 10 ]
Howlite had taken a solid amount of abuse in the last few minutes, and as she heard the buzzing return of the bees, she shook her head, backing away from the plant.
It looked magnificent, anyway, and her freckled skin had been bruised and stung enough for one day.
"Lookin' good," She informed the plant. "Sorry about the rough handling."
FINISHED. 10 HP REMAINING
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Nuxaz rolled 1 100-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 10:30 pm
[Plant HP: 1000 - 6 = 994]
Gardening for the youmas, well that wasn't exactly what Labyrinthite had in mind when he ventured with the third search party looking for the Great Youma. He didn't hesitate to move forward and attack his plant vigorously. Of course his wounded ribs disagreed and the bruises on his arm ached when the plant creature lashed out at him and he got whacked lightly on the arm.
He summoned his weapon easily, immediately wishing he had a real weapon as he swung his weapon. He barely scratched it.
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Nuxaz rolled 1 100-sided dice:
36
Total: 36 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 10:53 pm
[Plant HP: 994 - 36 = 958]
He stepped back, just out of reach of the plant as he tried to assess the situation in a way that would allow him to maximize damage without killing the beast. He rubbed his temples, this was much more difficult that he had imagined. He would rather face the trials of the first excursion again. Of course, the entire time they had been out he had never actually been faced with damage. This was different.
He darted forward, leaping over a sweeping vine as he grabbed a hold of another that lashed out at him and he put his force into ripping it off.
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Nuxaz rolled 1 100-sided dice:
55
Total: 55 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 10:55 pm
[Plant HP: 958 - 55 = 903]
One piece of the youma down, so much more to go. Labyrinthite groaned as he tossed the broken plant limb aside and tried to size up his opponent again. It was huge, it's vines were everywhere and it had no real shape. It kept changing too much with the way it shifted around trying to protect it's weaker parts. There seemed to be a large flower in the center that the vines seemed to be keen on protecting.
That's what he wanted to go after.
He stopped hesitating and dived in head first fists flying.
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Nuxaz rolled 1 100-sided dice:
27
Total: 27 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 10:56 pm
[Plant HP: 903 - 27 = 876 (BEE ATTACK >()]
That was not a good idea, so not a good idea because the youma plant decided that it would open one of the larger flowers budding on it's tail-like appendage and unleash a hoard of BEES right at him as he threw another punch.
s**t, s**t, s**t!
He dove to the ground, though the attempt proved to be futile as the bees made a ruthless attack at his back side. He covered his face as he rolled over on to his back as he kicked out at the bees.
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Nuxaz rolled 1 100-sided dice:
21
Total: 21 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 10:57 pm
[Plant HP: 876 - 21 (SPORES) = 855]
The bees' relented enough that he was able to get back up on his feet. He inhaled and exhaled heavily trying to regain his bearings. He was thankful that his uniform covered most of his body, and his boots had a covering over them. The stinging wasn't too bad but he's feel it in the morning.
He kicked out again, deciding his fists weren't enough, aiming at what seemed to be some sort of leg only to have it to release some spores. His eyes widened as he fell to the ground, scrambling backward.
He attempted to cover his mouth trying to avoid inhaling the spores but it was too late.
His head felt light as he tried to pick himself up. His vision blurred. s**t.
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Nuxaz rolled 1 100-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 10:58 pm
[Plant HP: 855 - 8 x 2 = 839 ]
His head was spinning from inhaling the spores as he stumbled backwards trying to keep himself upright. As he looked back at his opponent he could have sworn he saw two of of them as he stumbled forward, making a weak attempt at striking the youma with his flamingo.
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Nuxaz rolled 1 100-sided dice:
87
Total: 87 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 10:59 pm
[Plant HP: 839 - 87 = 752 (MORE BEES D; )]
Well that didn't work, though his head began to clear much to his relief. Until the flower on it's tail opened up again and it released another onslaught of bees on him. In his still disoriented state he could barely defend himself. So he just waved his weapon baring hand about trying to fight off the bees.
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Nuxaz rolled 1 100-sided dice:
10
Total: 10 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 11:00 pm
[Plant HP: 752 - 10 = 742 ]
His face hurt, one of his hands were swollen and he had tears in his sleeves from the bee's lashing out at him. His cheek was puffy and he wasn't sure how much more of a beating he could take but he was determined to stand tall and strong. He had been through worse, though perhaps it was more of an emotional and mental battle than a physical one.
He stumbled forward throwing out a punch.
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Nuxaz rolled 1 100-sided dice:
16
Total: 16 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 10:42 am
[Plant HP: 742 - 16 = 726 ]
He reached up and lightly touched his face, it stung. He'd need one hell of a patch up after this. His fist made contact with the youma but a vine wrapped around his wrist and seemed to drag him forward into it's folds. His eyes widened in panic as he tried to pull himself free. He lashed out with a kick and a whack from his flamingo.
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Nuxaz rolled 1 100-sided dice:
91
Total: 91 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 10:44 am
[Plant HP: 726 - 91 = 635 (SPORES) ]
Okay, so Labyrinthite didn't seem to have much of a green thumb when it came to gardening this beast. Instead he seemed more inclined to attack the living parts of it than the dead ones but with the youma lashing out at him he was constantly torn between defending himself, attacking back and doing what he came here to do. So he grunted, threw himself to the base of the plant youma and started pulling up the dead parts around it.
Only to get a face full of spores, which he didn't have much time to get away from. He began coughing and hacking as he rubbed his face.
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