Lieutenant Aventurine HP: 25/35 (dropped to 0 but used the super health potion to not die)
It appeared that everyone had been transported to this realm and he recognized faces for a brief moment before they began shifting. Some were turned into birds, others were genderswapped and he wrinkled his nose while deciding what to do.
Reaching for the bottle's falling goodies seemed impractical, who knew what would happen if he grabbed something unsavory.
In fact...
The energies knocked him off his feet and he thought he felt himself blacking out, his coat too heavy and too hot suddenly.
In an effort to stay conscious, he guzzled the potion he had left.
0 DMG
items
Health Potion (restores 10HP) x 1 Attack Potion (does 50 DMG) x 2 Super Health Potion (restores 25HP) x 1
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5, 4Total: 9 (2-16)
Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2019 2:12 pm
Lieutenant Aventurine HP: 25/35 (Status Effect: Desert Heat) (Status Effect: At first you don't feel anything but...You can now only speak in lies (no secret identity compromising)!)
Aventurine was really quiet done with all of this. Ready to go back he'd decided that it was in his best interest to reach for one of the bottles. He came away with an attack potion that he promptly hurled, with wonderful accuracy if he said so himself.
There was something else but...he couldn't place it, other than feeling as if something was wrong.
50 DMG (using 1 attack potion)
(55 DMG total)
items
Health Potion (restores 10HP) x 1 Attack Potion (does 50 DMG) x 2 Attack Potion x 1 Super Health Potion (restores 25HP) x 1
HP 15/35 New HP 0/35 with energy attack (( but using super hp potion to go back to 25/35 ))
Even having Moira be confused by the new state in which (he) found himself in was no laughing matter. Frustrated by the length that (his) hair was just impossible to avoid walking on and also the general confusion that was going on meant absolute chaos. When (he) spoke the voice was deeper than what was used to, "Moira, it is Meissa. Something fell from the sky and turned me like this. Like a man."
Even as the words were being spoken Meissa could see Moira gathering up her own goodies that had rained down. A quick retort died before laughter bubbled up from (his) chest. With a smirk Meissa merely raised an eyebrow, "Told ya."
It was about this time that the glass being launched her newest attack and even as Meissa stared at the destruction heading their way the senshi had enough sense to grab the enhanced super potion and down the contents. Would it be enough to stave death off ... only time would tell.
It was enough to stave off death but Meissa was consumed by a pitch-black cloud that engulfed (him). The eeriness of such an thing happening left the Bobcat Senshi with the sense of an all encompassing chilled sensation. The idea to drink the potion was a wise one but now the feeling of chills was too much. The darkness did dissipate but the chills remained.
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Incorporating your status effect roll for Moira that you previously made. And incorporating energy type wave that struck Meissa.
DMG Total: 57
Inventory: 1 Health Potion (restores 10 HP) 1 Attack Potion (does 50 HP Damage) 1 Super Health Potion (obtained from 'scavenging') 1 Attack Potion (( does 50 HP damage))(from Malaise)
"You don't wanna know what I do with this mouth!" she spat back at Still without missing a beat - and then felt a little awkward when she realized it, but well, s**t was happening so maybe nobody would notice.
Nothing good, though. Eurydike cried out when the rough winds swept past her, straight up bowling her over and skidding a foot or two. She quickly pulled herself up onto one knee with a low hiss of pain, feeling more than a little weakened.
Nembus wanted to laugh at Stillwaterite just casually hitting on Eurydike and Eurydike's extreme reaction. and then their banter afterward, but it just came out as awkward squawks. Alarmed, Nembus slapped both hands over her mouth, but then remembered that she was actually slapping two wings over a beak and let out a quiet whine. It was a quiet whine that soon got a little louder.
She didn't want to be a peacock.
Those birds were terrifying, especially in this dimension. After all, they had somehow managed to lift a two-by-four and smack her right in the face and then start squawking at her. Rude!
-- Wait, Genbu was an animal now too? Why were they all animals?
But the bottle lady was cracking, and maybe they could take her out and she could get out of here and hopefully stop being a peacock -- oh what was she doing with those bottles--
The heat wave hit her, and Nembus cried out, flinching back and curling into a colorful bird ball, wings hovering over her face to protect it. It hurt. It hurt. It hurt so bad--
Quickly, she located the other potion she had and downed it, hoping to cancel out the effects of the burning. It still hurt, but it took some of the edges off. A little bit of it. It felt like something around her was on fire. Maybe it was the feathers. Was it the feathers?
Nembus attempted to turn her wing to get a better look at the damage.
They looked ... singed.
Okay, everything she thought about this bottle lady maybe being okay? She took it back. She still wanted that short hair potion permanently, though.
"Is everyone okay?!"
DMG: 0 Nembus DMG Total: 54
HP: 25/35
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Inventory Attack Potion - 50HP DMG Super Potion - +25HP
Inventory: 1 Health Potion (restores 10 HP) 1 Attack Potion (does 50 HP Damage) 1 Super Health Potion (obtained from 'scavenging') 1 Attack Potion (( does 50 HP damage))(from Malaise)
HP 45-20 taking in the fact of the energy wave does 20 dmg but using Regular Health potion to boost HP by 10 New HP = 35
A giant whirlwind came at the senshi of bandages and Lacerta flinched as the blast struck. Sure it was only wind but one could say that only wind had the devastating power to do a lot of damage. Wincing as the wind eventually ebbed the tall senshi paled as she discovered new lacerations all over. It was a miracle that the fuku worn was not: torn to ribbons or dyed red. Finding the deepest and most serious wound Lacerta quickly pressed a hand over it before downing one a regular health potion to take the edge off the pain. It helped ... it definitely helped.
Inventory: 1 Health Potion (restores 10 HP) 1 Super Health Potion (restores 25 HP) 3 Attack Potion (does 50 HP Damage) 1 Mega Attack Potion (Does 100 hp damage)
There was one time as a kid he'd challenged his parents' warnings about never touching the stove. Not with a tap, like you'd think, but a hand smacking once against the coil of the burner, just to prove them wrong. (He'd started with that one young.) It was the kind of bad memory he could recall even today in picture-perfect detail.
The heat from the bottle was kind of like that, only a lot bigger - a lot worse - and immediately, he felt his knees buckle under the pressure of it. He felt dizzy, faint - Kainite grabbed for the potion he had and chugged it down, taking himself back from the brink in the nick of time.
Kainite has ONE super potion and ONE damage potion!
After the blackness had lifted and Meissa had managed to shake off most of the lingering chills a moment passed in which a gaze was cast skyward to the 'genie in a bottle' before a hand lifted in a not so polite gesture. Rude it might have been but Meissa was beyond caring at this point. (His) gaze then turned to the falling bottles and once more the urge to pocket a few overtook the sensible portion of (his) mind. Grabbing what seemed to be another health potion the senshi sighed and then muttered obscenities when the hair that (he'd) been managing to keep off the ground suddenly doubled in length again. "What the hell," questioned a deep voice, unlike it's normal timbre as now Meissa looked and felt like Rapunzel. 'If anyone tells me to "let down my hair" I'm going to kick their a**.'
Meissa glared around before trying to figure a solution for yards and yards of braided blue hair.
DMG Total: 57
Inventory: 1 Health Potion (restores 10 HP) 1 Attack Potion (does 50 HP Damage) 1 Super Health Potion (obtained from 'scavenging') 1 Attack Potion (( does 50 HP damage))(from Malaise) 1 Super Health Potion (25 HP health)
Being a panther wasn't especially terrible, all things considered. He'd gotten his ears scratched for his trouble, which earned a hearty purr from the beast. But then the woman became upset again, maybe understandably given that everyone was ripping her to pieces - although she was being fairly unreasonable herself -
None of that really mattered, though, when she unleashed the power of the bottles. And all he knew in that moment was ice, darkness, and then nothing - until he opened his eyes again and realized he was staring down at himself, limp and disheveled and still very much a beast. A beautiful thing.
The pain had ebbed off a little. For now all Lacerta could do was watch as others took their turns attacking the glass female. Lacerta's ire was raised as the cuts from before still generally stung. When other bottles began to rain down on the field of battle Lacerta was quick to snag another health potion and a strange new bottle. Acubens had said not to open any more bottles and maybe it would be best if said advice was heeded but Lacerta was feeling more and more reckless. This battle needed the tides turned ... and soon. People had fallen and had not returned to conscious. Opening the other bottle and downing the contents Lacerta was left wondering what the mysterious effect would be when all of a sudden a curious sensation overtook the teen. Lacerta could actually feel bones shift and grind together as a human form was changed into something completely different.
What only seemed to take a lifetime but only really took mere seconds had Lacerta the giant komodo dragon flicking its tongue in and out as it gazed towards the figure still hovering above. It was time to go to war against the woman.
Inventory: 1 Health Potion (restores 10 HP) 2 Super Health Potion (restores 25 HP before and this post) 3 Attack Potion (does 50 HP Damage) 1 Mega Attack Potion (Does 100 hp damage)
Mauvian Wendell - [ 65 / 85 HP ] INVENTORY: x2 health potions (+10 HP), x1 Golden Key, x1 super health potion (+25 HP)
DMG TO BOSS: n / a
The flamingo in his hand was still squawking; Wendell saw her fling something with one of her wings, a bottle that crashed explosively against the creature they were all fighting against. He gave a whoop of joy, pumping his free fist into the air and shouted (deafeningly) "AVAST, CREATURE OF THE DEPTHS, AND BEHOLD THE FURY OF OUR FISTS! THERE YOU GO, MY FINE FEATHERED FRIEND, YOU HAVE DONE WELL!"
Something landed on his shoulder, and a second later, there was a screeching sound right next to one of his ears, which flicked instinctively away from the dreadful sound. Wendell gave a yelp of surprise, then realized that a bird was squawking at him, and he heard the low hiss of an angry voice.
"AH! ANOTHER FEATHERED FRIEND!" he declared. His tail gave a sweep behind him, probably knocking someone over in the process. "FEAR NOT, MY LADY, I WILL KEEP YOU BOTH SAFE, though I do apologize, I cannot quite tell if you are a lady as well, but you do make a beautiful bird!"
There was a crackling noise up ahead, the sound of shattering glass, and Wendell saw the creature writhe impatiently. A second later, the slap of sea water slammed into him, sending him staggering, almost losing his grip on the flamingo he still held, Wendell giving a gasp of unexpected pain.
In the midst of the chaos, Aurostibite had lost track of not only his wife, but also Hydrus, Kainite, Reinerite, and Stillwaterite. Now he was standing staring up the unhappy creature in front of them, both weapons summoned and held tightly in his gloved hands. Mintaka could handle herself, but it didn't mean that he wasn't concerned - and not only that, but things had been peculiar here; he didn't trust that they wouldn't get worse.
And he didn't entirely believe that Kainite was someone who was safe on his own in general, but that was beside the point.
As he raised one arm, the blades of his weapon glinting, there was a sudden and deafening crash of water coming from all sides. Aurostibite had a split second to understand that it was the ocean before it blasted into him; a hard and painful impact of waves against skin, and he let out an angry, spluttering curse before he managed to drag himself back up again. Coughing and gasping, he pushed his wet hair out of his face and tried to get his bearings again.
The unexpected whirlwind hurt, as did the rest of his fall. Scamander found himself being whipped by the vicious wind from all angles, his arms thrown up instinctively to protect his face, though he could still feel the stinging of small cuts against the fragile skin of his cheeks. He gritted his teeth against the onslaught, taking a deep breath, and finally felt it begin to recede again.
Both unpleasant and irritating, but nothing Scamander felt he hadn't dealt with before. He coughed out a breath, feeling relatively sore all over, and dragged himself vertical again, having dropped to one knee in order to make himself as small of a target as possible.
Pendour was here somewhere. They'd gotten separated, which wasn't ideal, but hopefully she was doing better than he was. Scamander wiped his face, fingers coming away red with blood, then regained his stance, closing his eyes momentarily as though to brace himself.
It was fine. He was doing fine. This could have been worse, he reasoned with himself. It could have been something terrible. All in all this was just mostly inconvenient.
