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 Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 7:13 pm
Jerry was momentarily distracted from his sad attempts to help poor Gale by the horrific sight of a foot of Roar tongue. "Y-yeah... he um. Yeah. I er. Thought I mentioned Howlers were er... kind of like uh.... wolves? Or hyenas. I don't know. But um. Yeah her er... has often given me advice I've ignored." He managed with a weak smile and a vivid blush. "Awww, wossamatter, gorgeous? Don't want a little nibble?" Roar, meanwhile, was about as apt to listen to his Hunter's advice as Jerry was in regards to his.
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 7:20 pm
A hyena...okay. Candace cringed a bit, watching the two golems. "Not from you." Atropos snapped, rolling her eyes. "Besides," She suddenly smirked. "I doubt you could handle me."
"...She seems to be holding her own against him. Atropos usually lets me do my own thing. The only time she really ever 'gives advice' is when I'm about to ******** up...big time." Her eyes darted to Jerry before looking to their weapons and then finally the dragon whelps darting all around them. Roar was distracting Atropos too much. Damnit.
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 7:49 pm
Melvin was patting his arms, but almost like cartoon fire, it seemed to just spring up somewhere beside where he was patting. There was no patting the flame out, and he was on fire!! It was hot, and while he noticed he wasn't smoking and his clothes weren't charring, he still FELT the pain of the fire. It was horrible, and he looked around to see that no one had a bucket of magic unicorn water to dump on him. Instead, he was left not trying to pass out from the heat.
Saliva in the meantime had dropped to the ground and was rolling in the dirt.
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 7:51 pm
"Is thatta' challenge?" Roar's head bobbed, skinny tail wagging excitedly as a tiny wispy fog-dragon tried it's best to give it a bite, but the howler ignored it for a much sexier prey. Jerry could only sigh, shaking his head, "I like to think between the two of us we find some sort of happy medi- ah!" As poor Gale gave out a fresh cry, he twisted his ruined coat between his hands, "What are we supposed to do for him? I don't think it would be practical to like... look for water to dunk him in!" For all he knew it was magic fire that would just BOIL him if submerged.
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 8:08 pm
Atropos grinned. "Nah, boil. It isn't. Especially not in the middle of a battle with a jackdamn dragon!" She pointed at the large dragon and then all the little whelps flitting all around them. "Besides, you talk a big game but it's always the most boisterous who turn out to be the worst. Overcompensation and all that." She waved a hand dismissively and began to walk away, swatting whelps away from her with a hiss. Stupid little dragons. They were worse than flies! "Good luck with that. He seems a handful." Candace smiled sympathetically, rubbing Gale's back through their coats and then patting at it a bit to try and get the flames out. "Tell me if I hurt you and I'll stop, okay?" She told the young boy, frowning again. Her poor Gale. She looked up as Marcus approached and asked how Gale was, shaking her head as Jerry panicked a bit. "Calm down. Gale's a tough man, yeah?" She smiled encouragingly. "I doubt you'd appreciate me throwing dirt on you to try and put it out."
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kuropeco rolled 2 12-sided dice:
10, 12
Total: 22 (2-24)
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 8:10 pm
"I dunno," muttered Gale, through clenched teeth, with a glance up at Marcus. "I'm getting tired...of trying to replace...everything all over again."
His eyes flickered towards Jerry, and he gave the older hunter a small, tight smile. "Well, this is...a pathetic...meeting, wouldn't you say? We haven't...talked much, and now I just feel...stupid."
"And no," he added, a bit dryly, wincing violently as he looked at Candace. "Dirt's really very unpleasant, wouldn't you say?
Jinhai stumbled, falling against Dis, and glanced up at the vampire, his expression twisted in pain, but there was a smile there as well, half a grimace. He pushed away, staggering in the flames, and lunged towards the nearest whelpling, attacking it with a vengeance.
"Not everything. And haven't you been telling me that you're always on fire?"
[ HP: 46/60
Target: Whelpling #7
Damage: 16
BOSS HP: N/A ]Quote: Dragon whelpling 1: Dead Dragon whelpling 2: Dead Dragon whelpling 3: Dead Dragon whelpling 4: Dead Dragon whelpling 5: Dead Dragon whelpling 6: 2 Dragon whelpling 7: Dead Dragon whelpling 8: 12 Dragon whelpling 9: 12 Dragon whelpling 10: 12
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 8:22 pm
Otto was still rolling on the ground in front of Dakota and Ofelia, in severe pain and agony. Tenya was too, but she was also trying to Tweet about it at the same time. Otto would have loved to scold her but that would involve talking, and being on fire made that difficult.  HP: 28/50
Status Effect: Got Flame Herpes from Rue/Ofelia
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poke mattix rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 1
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 9:04 pm
Zanthvos may have been a little side tracked with trying to put his wings out to notice at first the big dragon had suddenly made babies. He had to admit, they did look kind of cute. But they still needed to die, so he swiped at the weakest looking one, which in turn bit him on his wing. "Argh!" He stumbled backwards, inspecting the damage to his beautiful wings. Meanwhile, Jason was kneeling on the ground, gritting his teeth against the heat of the fire that refused to go out, no matter how much he rolled on the ground. Zanthvos HP: 22/40 Damage: 1 Target[: Dragon whelpling 6 BOSS HP: NAQuote: Dragon whelpling 1: Dead Dragon whelpling 2: Dead Dragon whelpling 3: Dead Dragon whelpling 4: Dead Dragon whelpling 5: Dead Dragon whelpling 6: 1 Dragon whelpling 7: Dead Dragon whelpling 8: 12 Dragon whelpling 9: 12 Dragon whelpling 10: 12
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poke mattix rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 5
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 9:14 pm
The fallen angel was taking a beating, falling to one knee as the flames overwhelmed him momentarily. It gave the whelp just enough time to jump at him, but he managed to take it down with a slash to it's throat from his claws. Zanthvos HP: 14/40 Damage: 1 Target[: Dragon whelpling 6 BOSS HP: NAQuote: Dragon whelpling 1: Dead Dragon whelpling 2: Dead Dragon whelpling 3: Dead Dragon whelpling 4: Dead Dragon whelpling 5: Dead Dragon whelpling 6: Dead Dragon whelpling 7: Dead Dragon whelpling 8: 12 Dragon whelpling 9: 12 Dragon whelpling 10: 12
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 9:18 pm
"Better to feel stupid than er... c-crispy!" Jerry gave a sudden burst of nervous laugh. Distraction from the imminent problem was something he could do. "I've seen you around the facilities and the like but I don't think we've ever been formally introduced- Er, Jerry Collins, Sun Division, I'd shake your hand but you're still on fire." Maybe not the best of distractions. The key was to not panic. The scars that marred his face neck and back distantly ached in sympathy. Usually, his weapon was the one keeping his eye on the game- glancing to the battle field he frowned. Maybe not being confined to his purpose, the weapon would see it wasn't always easy. Although he was being ridiculous. "ROAR! If you don't keep your eye on the target you're going to get-" He didn't even finish as the dragon's foggy tail came rolling through in a sweeping motion, and Atropos was saved from the Howler's advances for the time being as he leaped out of the way.
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 11:28 pm
"Idiot, SAVE IT FOR AFTER THE RAID," B0nez shouted after Roar, now that he was preoccupied with giant dragon tail instead of the other kind.
"Monsters. I'm fine," he huffed, wobbling to his feet and dusting himself off. "If I was anything but this..." he looked at his own splayed hands in disgust, "dirtpile, I'd be kicking serious a**. Ugh, it's almost like being alive."
He aimed a kick at one of the remaining whelps, but when it turned towards him with its teeth bared, he skittered behind Atropos.
"W-we've worked together before, right?"
HP: 44
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 11:46 pm
The dragon watched as their 'children' ran amok the humans and their playthings. Many of them had fallen, but there was still some left. The remaining few continued to n** away at the humans, trying to devour them if possible. Being made of fog made that impossible, along with their size, but that didn't stop them from trying. A hiss escaped the larger dragon as the fog began to thicken, lashing out at the hunters. Though, it acted chaotically and in an almost unpredictable manner. Some of the hunters were luckier than others. It was just a roll of the die. ROUND 4
INSANITY DRAGON V 2.0
HP: 87
Dragon whelpling 8: 12
Dragon whelpling 9: 12
Dragon whelpling 10: 12
Three whelplings alive. Everyone takes 9 DAMAGE!
Quote: THE OOC:- 2 moves (attack/defend/heal/ect) per round! - The insanity dragon is now harder to hit. All normal attacks towards them have a -8 modifier! - Each round will begin with a move by the giant insanity fog monster. - No autodamage unless otherwise stated IF YOU ARE ON FIRE - Take 5 auto damage for each move you make. If successfully striking (not defending or healing) a target that isn't insanity-based (this means hunters and weapons), you transfer this status effect onto your target and are no longer on fire. Until then, keep on burning baby. Dragon whelplings - There are now 3 little fog dragons on the field! Each one has 12 hp and does 3 auto damage (meaning you take 8 damage total if you're on fire). For each one that is still alive at the beginning of each round (not counting this one), they do 3 damage EACH to EVERYONE. These had a NORMAL -6 MODIFIER TO HIT. Also. These are insanity based. Dice god's whim - roll 12d20 before your next move. If any of these are a 1, you take 15 damage. If any of the dice are a 20, you can either heal for 15 OR your next attack has double damage. If neither a 1 or 20 are rolled, nothing happens. If BOTH a 1 and a 20 are rolled, nothing happens as they cancel one another out. THESE DO NOT STACK - It does not matter how many 20's or 1's show up. Just one of either or both are needed to determine the effect.
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Nio Love rolled 12 20-sided dice:
10, 5, 12, 3, 9, 12, 13, 16, 6, 12, 14, 19
Total: 131 (12-240)
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 11:51 pm
Jezebel had seriously considered just.. not coming back. Robert was vulnerable without her, and would probably die. And that would have been so damn funny, after what he'd just pulled. But she found herself pulled back, if only to scream as many curses at his face as possible. When she got to him, and took a deep breath to let the stream of profanity flow, Robert put one finger on her lips and stopped her.
"Sorry."
The anger fizzled out of her and she slumped in a complete lack of satisfaction. "I hate you." She mumbled under her breath. He reached out, and pulled her into one arm.
"I know."
HP: 50
Robert: Boring
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 11:55 pm
Melvin had fallen due to heat, and was now laying face down in the grass. At least the ground was cool.
Saliva had stopped trying to roll out the fire and was now on her back, punching into the air in hopes of hitting something. Her brain was now on fighting auto-pilot.
HP: 7/40 ((On FIAH!))
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Toshihiko Two rolled 12 20-sided dice:
16, 9, 3, 16, 11, 15, 12, 16, 8, 7, 13, 1
Total: 127 (12-240)
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 11:55 pm
Whatever was happening, B0nez's clothes rippled once, then all of his hair stood on end. The fog thickened.
"So," he shuffled awkwardly behind Atropos, and put his fists up. He couldn't remember the controls. How did tall, tan, and blonde do this? "I'll keep the little guys off your back, while you-"
He got jumped by a whelpling about the same time the fog sucker punched him.
HP: 20
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