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 Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 9:56 pm
Barth jumped. Not literally. He didn't get off the ground or anything. But he was definitely startled. Where had Calder come from?
"Oh, err, sure," Barth said, folding the piece of paper he had been examining and putting it back in his bag.
"You're...wet again? Where is Christof?"
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Zoobey rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 1
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 9:57 pm
Bilious And... and it was taking PICTURES of him! Frustrated, wobbling, and looking about ready to fall completely to pieces, the hunchback picked up said arm and THREW IT at the cloaked figure. Chris HP: 3 (FFFFF.) Damage: 1 (FFFFFFFFFFF.)  At the most, the attack was less than effective, though the arm did manage to obscure the next camera shot the figure was trying to set up. They simply sighed and glanced at Christof as if staying 'Hold Still'. Its weapon was more than happy to comply.
Damage done: 0
Total HP remaining: 1
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Bilious rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 2
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 9:58 pm
Chibizoo At the most, the attack was less than effective, though the arm did manage to obscure the next camera shot the figure was trying to set up. They simply sighed and glanced at Christof as if staying 'Hold Still'. Its weapon was more than happy to comply.
Damage done: 0
Total HP remaining: 1 This was it. He was going to die, wasn't he? As the whip tightened again, pinning his remaining limbs down, his heart raced, pulse ringing in his ears as his vision swam. NO. NO. He had to make sure his Mistress was alright and that nothing ate Barth and that Calder kept out of trouble and... His pip was at his feet, but if he strained against the enchanted weapon he could just reach with his outstretched fingertips... Stealing the last ounce of strength he lunged, wrestling his arm free to hurl the pipe directly at that stupid camera-phone and consequently the reaper's empty hooded face. CHEESE, CHEERSUCKER. Chris HP: 3 Damage done: 1 FFFFFFF!!!!
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 10:02 pm
Calder looked down at himself as if he noticed he was wet for the first time, and then looked up at him. "I am. Wet. But I'm not going near water. I'm going to stay dry now. Really dry." Dry was safe. Dry was good. Dry meant he wouldn't do THAT again. OHHH! THE IMAGES WERE STILL FRESH IN HIS HEAD!!! Go away! Go away! Go away!!!
On<
Calder's eyes twitched a bit before he shook it off. "Did you find Christof? I couldn't find him." And to this, Calder latched onto Barth's arm. "...I'm not leaving out in the fog again to find him. Not alone." Never again. Never, ever, ever, alone! It was clear. He needed supervision!
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 10:03 pm
She shook her head in a firm no. I don't think I will be okay for quite some time. Not until I can take four showers and possibly scrub some of my skin off. She only managed to cling closer, resting her head against the front of it's shoulder. For now I just .. yes. This will work. There was an infinite comfort in being openly affectionate with Malodore, even though she normally would never want anyone seeing her this vulnerable. But she was vulnerable, and nauseous. So she kept her eyes focused on either Malodore, or Jericho, and sought comfort in being around them once more. Their presence was cleansing. And it was easier to forget that she was pretty sure Calder had just lost his mind.
As if on cue, she heard him speaking to Barth somewhere behind them. She stiffened and blocked the noise out. Nope, no Calder here. Calder who?
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 10:07 pm
"Four showers?" Malodore tilted its head the other way. "I believe there's a small pond not too far from here... though it might be a fool's errand to find it in this morass. But would that do?"
... It had no idea, of course. No idea at all.
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 10:17 pm
Bilious This was it. He was going to die, wasn't he? As the whip tightened again, pinning his remaining limbs down, his heart raced, pulse ringing in his ears as his vision swam. NO. NO. He had to make sure his Mistress was alright and that nothing ate Barth and that Calder kept out of trouble and... His pip was at his feet, but if he strained against the enchanted weapon he could just reach with his outstretched fingertips... Stealing the last ounce of strength he lunged, wrestling his arm free to hurl the pipe directly at that stupid camera-phone and consequently the reaper's empty hooded face. CHEESE, CHEERSUCKER. Chris HP: 3 Damage done: 1 FFFFFFF!!!!
They quickly stood up, back on their feet, shaking the sand off their sleeves. Their weapon flickered again, and dulled, as they slowly, silently, disappeared. How anti-climatic.
Something flickered on the ground where they once stood.
Total HP remaining: 0LOOT: (Please check your MYITEMS inventory to inspect it, though it does nothing yet!)
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 10:24 pm
Barth gave Calder a calculative look, but finally just answered, "No. I didn't. I err, hate to break it to you. But we're out in the fog already."
There was a distant clang as something that might have been a metal pipe was thrown against something else.
"Christof had a pipe, didn't he?" Barth asked, starting slowly in that direction. "You're, err, holding on a little tightly..."
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 10:27 pm
Riley was busy tuning Calder out to really let Malodore's suggestion sink in, until moments later it finally did. She almost screeched out - NO. Nononono. No. Not there. Anywhere but there. Nggggh. She buried her head into it's cloak.
The fog felt so cold against her bare, wet skin, and it was a welcome distraction. She thought it might be a good time to get dressed, so she pulled away. I've had enough of ponds. I'm going to go put my pants on.
That didn't sound awkward at all.
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Felyn rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 2
Total: 4 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 10:32 pm
Nio Love Riley was busy tuning Calder out to really let Malodore's suggestion sink in, until moments later it finally did. She almost screeched out - NO. Nononono. No. Not there. Anywhere but there. Nggggh. She buried her head into it's cloak.
The fog felt so cold against her bare, wet skin, and it was a welcome distraction. She thought it might be a good time to get dressed, so she pulled away. I've had enough of ponds. I'm going to go put my pants on.
That didn't sound awkward at all. A mysterious hooded figure has been watching the student's actions all this time. Out of nowhere they seemingly fade from the fog right in front of your student, grabbing them away from the others. Your student is being attacked! HP: 11
Damage to Riley: None, WHOOPS.
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Nio Love rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 3
Total: 8 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 10:34 pm
Felyn Nio Love Riley was busy tuning Calder out to really let Malodore's suggestion sink in, until moments later it finally did. She almost screeched out - NO. Nononono. No. Not there. Anywhere but there. Nggggh. She buried her head into it's cloak.
The fog felt so cold against her bare, wet skin, and it was a welcome distraction. She thought it might be a good time to get dressed, so she pulled away. I've had enough of ponds. I'm going to go put my pants on.
That didn't sound awkward at all. A mysterious hooded figure has been watching the student's actions all this time. Out of nowhere they seemingly fade from the fog right in front of your student, grabbing them away from the others. Your student is being attacked! HP: 11
Damage to Riley: None, WHOOPS.
As soon as she'd pulled away to do so, however, she found herself surrounded in that blasted fog. Oh, joy. Rapture. This again.
She turned around, and a delicious looking reaper had been pointing a set of daggers at her. She admired them with slit, vicious eyes.
When I kill you, I'm taking those for my own. She claimed. Then, she pulled the mace out from her backpack, and swung it two-handed directly at the reaper in a dangerous arc.((HP: 25 Damage: 2!))
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 10:39 pm
Malodore was clearly startled by Riley's reaction, and was about to inquire - only to be interrupted by a hooded figure RIGHT THERE snatching her away from it! "Riley!" it shouted, fists clenching at its sides as the fog rolled in around it. "Merde! Come out and fight like a man, you damned coward!"
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Felyn rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 2
Total: 3 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 10:46 pm
Nio Love Felyn Nio Love Riley was busy tuning Calder out to really let Malodore's suggestion sink in, until moments later it finally did. She almost screeched out - NO. Nononono. No. Not there. Anywhere but there. Nggggh. She buried her head into it's cloak.
The fog felt so cold against her bare, wet skin, and it was a welcome distraction. She thought it might be a good time to get dressed, so she pulled away. I've had enough of ponds. I'm going to go put my pants on.
That didn't sound awkward at all. -snip- A mysterious hooded figure has been watching the student's actions all this time. Out of nowhere they seemingly fade from the fog right in front of your student, grabbing them away from the others. Your student is being attacked! HP: 11
Damage to Riley: None, WHOOPS.
As soon as she'd pulled away to do so, however, she found herself surrounded in that blasted fog. Oh, joy. Rapture. This again.
She turned around, and a delicious looking reaper had been pointing a set of daggers at her. She admired them with slit, vicious eyes.
When I kill you, I'm taking those for my own. She claimed. Then, she pulled the mace out from her backpack, and swung it two-handed directly at the reaper in a dangerous arc.((HP: 25 Damage: 2!)) No, just joking. The hooded figure trips and misses completely, all Riley feels is a soft WOOSH of air past her tentacles. HP: 9 Damage to Riley: 0
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Nio Love rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 6
Total: 11 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 10:49 pm
Felyn Nio Love Felyn Nio Love Riley was busy tuning Calder out to really let Malodore's suggestion sink in, until moments later it finally did. She almost screeched out - NO. Nononono. No. Not there. Anywhere but there. Nggggh. She buried her head into it's cloak.
The fog felt so cold against her bare, wet skin, and it was a welcome distraction. She thought it might be a good time to get dressed, so she pulled away. I've had enough of ponds. I'm going to go put my pants on.
That didn't sound awkward at all. -snip- A mysterious hooded figure has been watching the student's actions all this time. Out of nowhere they seemingly fade from the fog right in front of your student, grabbing them away from the others. Your student is being attacked! HP: 11
Damage to Riley: None, WHOOPS.
As soon as she'd pulled away to do so, however, she found herself surrounded in that blasted fog. Oh, joy. Rapture. This again.
She turned around, and a delicious looking reaper had been pointing a set of daggers at her. She admired them with slit, vicious eyes.
When I kill you, I'm taking those for my own. She claimed. Then, she pulled the mace out from her backpack, and swung it two-handed directly at the reaper in a dangerous arc.((HP: 25 Damage: 2!)) No, just joking. The hooded figure trips and misses completely, all Riley feels is a soft WOOSH of air past her tentacles. HP: 9 Damage to Riley: 0
And then it fell at her feet.
She dropped her hands, and looked down at the reaper in disappointment.
Then, she imagined it as Calder for a moment. Oh, yes. That'll work. BODYSLAM.((HP: 25 Damage: 5 Boss HP: 4 LOL ILU THOUGH))
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Felyn rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 5
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 10:56 pm
Nio Love Felyn Nio Love Felyn Nio Love Riley was busy tuning Calder out to really let Malodore's suggestion sink in, until moments later it finally did. She almost screeched out - NO. Nononono. No. Not there. Anywhere but there. Nggggh. She buried her head into it's cloak.
The fog felt so cold against her bare, wet skin, and it was a welcome distraction. She thought it might be a good time to get dressed, so she pulled away. I've had enough of ponds. I'm going to go put my pants on.
That didn't sound awkward at all. -snip- A mysterious hooded figure has been watching the student's actions all this time. Out of nowhere they seemingly fade from the fog right in front of your student, grabbing them away from the others. Your student is being attacked! HP: 11
Damage to Riley: None, WHOOPS.
As soon as she'd pulled away to do so, however, she found herself surrounded in that blasted fog. Oh, joy. Rapture. This again.
She turned around, and a delicious looking reaper had been pointing a set of daggers at her. She admired them with slit, vicious eyes.
When I kill you, I'm taking those for my own. She claimed. Then, she pulled the mace out from her backpack, and swung it two-handed directly at the reaper in a dangerous arc.((HP: 25 Damage: 2!)) -snip- There is no explanation for their actions, they move quickly and efficiently, swinging forward with their weapon. The object stings upon contact, leaving your student feeling oddly even more tired. No, just joking. The hooded figure trips and misses completely, all Riley feels is a soft WOOSH of air past her tentacles. HP: 9 Damage to Riley: 0
And then it fell at her feet.
She dropped her hands, and looked down at the reaper in disappointment.
Then, she imagined it as Calder for a moment. Oh, yes. That'll work. BODYSLAM.((HP: 25 Damage: 5 Boss HP: 4 LOL ILU THOUGH)) The hooded figure said nothing as Riley invaded its mind, and nothing as it was wailed on WWE style. It brought up one dagger, slowly, and struck - hitting the butt end against one stray tentacle with style. HP: 4 Damage to Riley: 1
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