The thing was dead. Definitely dead. She kicked it for good measure.
Boss: so dead
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Character name: Lectoa Character appearance: A shadow, just like anyone else. However, it seems she possesses a pair of horns on her head and beast-like claws. She stands at an average height and possesses a red core. Link to Heart Loglink Current HP 19 Current weapon equipped Simple Destruction
He was right above her now. She was frightened, but she was able to turn towards right, just enough to miss the opponent's blade, and just enough to grab her sword, and splice him from below.
And he just seemed to be able to predict it, and jumped when her blade came towards him.
DAMAGE DONE TO OPPONENT: 4 - 6 = 0! HEALTH OF OPPONENT: 5 - 0 = 5! CURRENT HEALTH OF LEIA: 22 - 3 = 19!
Longing
Character name: Leia {Alice} Character appearance: A small figure of a girl, aligned to Longing. Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 40 Current weapon equipped Broken Wings [2d8-6]
"HERE WE GO....!" Lectoa shouted as she fell, laughing. By now she knew she would land safely, and as her feet touched the ground she twirled around a few times before bending down to pick up a blessing.
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Character name: Lectoa Character appearance: A shadow, just like anyone else. However, it seems she possesses a pair of horns on her head and beast-like claws. She stands at an average height and possesses a red core. Link to Heart Loglink Current HP 19 Current weapon equipped Simple Destruction
She was getting frustrated at how evenly matched the two of them were. And she attacked, without another thought in mind.
And she missed. Again.
DAMAGE DONE TO OPPONENT: 6 - 6 = 0! HEALTH OF OPPONENT: 5 - 0 = 5! CURRENT HEALTH OF LEIA: 19 - 3 = 16!
Longing
Character name: Leia {Alice} Character appearance: A small figure of a girl, aligned to Longing. Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 40 Current weapon equipped Broken Wings [2d8-6]
"Why don't you stop playing with me, and fight like the coward that you are!" She yelled before she slashed towards her opponent.
She was able to get him to falter, just enough, but yet, not enough to kill him yet.
DAMAGE DONE TO OPPONENT: 8 - 6 = 2! HEALTH OF OPPONENT: 5 - 2 = 3! CURRENT HEALTH OF LEIA: 16 - 3 = 13!
Longing
Character name: Leia {Alice} Character appearance: A small figure of a girl, aligned to Longing. Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 40 Current weapon equipped Broken Wings [2d8-6]
Her opponent seemed to be laughing at how foolish she was being. She breathed heavily, her health getting closer to where her opponents was at. She smoothed her breathing, her grip tightening on her hilt of her weapon, and dashed towards him, hoping to end this, once and for all.
And she succeeded. Her weapon that was plunged deep inside him. "You were a fair opponent," she said, before twisting it, and kicking him off of her blade.
DAMAGE DONE TO OPPONENT: 13 - 6 = 7! HEALTH OF OPPONENT: 3 - 7 = 0! DEAD, VERY MUCH DEAD CURRENT HEALTH OF LEIA: 13 - 3 = 10!
Longing
Character name: Leia {Alice} Character appearance: A small figure of a girl, aligned to Longing. Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 40 Current weapon equipped Broken Wings [2d8-6]
The instant your opponent vanishes, so too do the other gathered faces. You proceed onward and find the descent continues on the other side of the larger platform. The platforms below are quickly swallowed up by the fog. You blink - for an instant the fog looked like a roil of limbs. Just limbs, no faces - stretching fingers, protruding knees, pointy elbows. And then it's just fog again.
But you feel there has to be something down here. So you descend into the fog, and grey swallows up the world, everything other than the next step is gone. Until the hands start reaching for you...
As soon as the opponent vanish, so did everything else that was around. The gathered faces as well. But along with what was happening around her, so did the platforms that were underneath her. And for a brief moment, she had thought that she had seen the fog as a roll of limbs. No faces, just the fog that had taken shapes of arms, fingers, knees, and even the pointing elbows, that seemed to reach out to her, but soon they were all gone with the fog.
But something seemed to be coming from beneath her. She took a breathe as she slung her weapon over her shoulder, and began to descend into the fog. The grey soon swallowed up the world. Everything seemed to be gone around her, except the step that was next to step on. Except they seemed to be coming back towards her.
Results of the Roll
1-20: A pair of hands curls out of the fog and grabs your ankles, pulling in different directions before letting go. Ouch! You feel dizzy and like you might fall off your tiny bit of secure footing. Roll again.
Suddenly, she felt a pair of hands grab her ankles, pulling them in all different directions. It was some time before they eventually let go. She was not feeling all that well after feeling like she was being pulled apart, like she was being torn apart. She tried to stay in one place, holding her head from being dizzy.
Longing
Character name: Leia {Alice} Character appearance: A small figure of a girl, aligned to Longing. Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 10 Current weapon equipped Broken Wings [2d8-6]
21-40: Something trips you, and you fall - thankfully, you fall down onto the platform you were standing on, rather than off the edge. All you can see below you is more fog. Some of the platform's edge crumbles and falls, and you watch it tumble into the abyss. Ugh... Roll again.
After the dizziness had stopped, she began to try again. Yet, something tripped. Her she freaking out, grabbing whatever was around her, only to find out that she had fallen back onto the plantform she was already on. She breathed calmly, until she looked down. There was nothing below except the fog. She could hear some of the edge of the platform crumble and fall, and she saw some of the pieces falling into the unknown.
Longing
Character name: Leia {Alice} Character appearance: A small figure of a girl, aligned to Longing. Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 10 Current weapon equipped Broken Wings [2d8-6]
21-40: Something trips you, and you fall - thankfully, you fall down onto the platform you were standing on, rather than off the edge. All you can see below you is more fog. Some of the platform's edge crumbles and falls, and you watch it tumble into the abyss. Ugh... Roll again.
Just when she thought that she would be okay, she happened to have done the same thing that she had previously had done.
Great.
Longing
Character name: Leia {Alice} Character appearance: A small figure of a girl, aligned to Longing. Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 10 Current weapon equipped Broken Wings [2d8-6]
41-60: Suddenly, a hand covers your mouth, making it hard to breathe if you're the sort who breathes. If not, it's just kind of freaky. It takes a moment to tear free and it leaves you feeling paranoid and twitchy. Roll again.
Alright, she thought, time to give it another go to get out of here. Just as she took a step, a hand suddenly comes out of no where. It was super strange, especially as she tried to get out of it's grasp. After it left, she fell to the ground, soon feeling very paranoid and twitchy.
Longing
Character name: Leia {Alice} Character appearance: A small figure of a girl, aligned to Longing. Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 10 Current weapon equipped Broken Wings [2d8-6]
It was easy at first, as he had expect to be. He hopped from platform to platform easily without many issues staying stable. It wasn't so bad, despite how scary the rocks falling off and plummeting downward forever seemed.
However, as he continued the fog swirled, and he was overwhelmed by a memory.
They were coming. He knew that, in his heart, with a sort of sick joy - they were coming, and he was the cause of it. Those he had sworn oaths to would die. He had betrayed them, and yet he could not find it in him to be sorrowful. Guilt was gone. There was nothing but emptiness where remorse should be. All that remained was that terrible, trembling joy...
He continued to tremble as the vision ended, wracked by the sick joy that came with the memory. They would die, and they deserved it.
He continued on, but as he touched a larger platform light blazed upward. Faces filled the fog, all of them reminding him of the ones the memory had betrayed. Oh well, they would have to die too.
He shivered happily and stabbed forward with his sword.
OOC
Name of character: Gun Few Damage done: 4 CURRENT HP OF BOSS: 16/20 Current HP: 47/50 Special ability: Bishop Species Ability: Used Current weapon equipped: Pain Spike TARGET: Thing
It should be scarier, that he felt like cackling and celebrating as the fogs hissed and writhed in rage and pain. Instead, it was just like a warm feeling in his stomach. Joy.
He struck out again, just to hear their cries.
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Name of character: Gun Few Damage done: 6 CURRENT HP OF BOSS: 10/20 Current HP: 44/50 Special ability: Bishop Species Ability: Used Current weapon equipped: Pain Spike TARGET: Thing
Apparently, the faces had had enough. They overwhelmed him, making it impossible to clearly see or attack.
Too bad. They'd still die in the end.
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Name of character: Gun Few Damage done: 0 CURRENT HP OF BOSS: 10/20 Current HP: 41/50 Special ability: Bishop Species Ability: Used Current weapon equipped: Pain Spike TARGET: Thing
Cackling, Gun swung his pain spike in a large arc. All around it the fog separated and then thinned, leaving no familiar faces behind. It was satisfying, but emptying. Who else would fight him?
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Name of character: Gun Few Damage done: 11 CURRENT HP OF BOSS: DED/20 Current HP: 38/50 Special ability: Bishop Species Ability: Used Current weapon equipped: Pain Spike TARGET: Thing
