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Hivestuck
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PostPosted: Fri Aug 19, 2016 5:17 pm


MILESTONES ACTIVATED!

Generate 40 research.
Move 60 material.
Spend 40 labour.

All trolls on this team may join in the mini-boss battles for their respective side.
This is a mini-boss battle, the full rules and mechanics of which can be reviewed here.

SUMMER META MINIBOSS SPECIAL RULES:
Individual troll hp carries over between all mini-bosses. Trinkets/ability usage limits do not.
Defeating a mini-boss allows each troll who fought against it to restore to full HP, including those at 0.

Each teen or older troll can attack each mini-boss four times per day, whenever they choose. After that, they may spend meta actions to attack additional times.
Attacks reset at 12pm EST with the rest of the event.

All attacks must be submitted as a google form as well as a post, following the same rules as all other form posts this meta.
TLDR; please submit the google form immediately after calculating damage, before rp is put in to your post.


Once the mini-boss is at 0hp, this can be counted by all trolls participating as a battle rp for growth. If you have any questions, please PM the mule.




You have encountered a Malfunctioning Packing Bot!
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The Civisect Packing Bot has gone haywire! All sense of order on the factory floor went out the window, along with a couple innocent workers who got within reach of the bot's flailing. It belches out puddles of unidentifiable, scalding liquid onto the zigg zagging conveyor belt instead of neatly labelled, ready-to-ship boxes. Churning its many arms in violent, wild arcs, the bot does continue to deposit materials, but in between violent spewings of what one could only assume are dangerous chemicals. Getting close enough to turn it off is near impossible. A nerdy lookin' guy who appears to be some sort of engineer waves their arms around and screams that we. CAN. NOT. risk damaging the machine, or Civisect would crash and burn in the competition. Their team will try to disable it remotely so it can be repaired, and it's your job to try and save as much of the materials as you can and keep the machine from completely destroying everything, including itself. The bot lets out an ungogly screech, emits a spurt of yellow fumes, and deposits flaming liquid into a cardboard box.

PACKING BOT/EVENT BOSSES HP COUNTER
SUBMIT AN ATTACK ==>


If you rolled a 1, you misstep and slip in a puddle of steaming mystery liquid. It burns. You're sent sprawling comically across the factory floor, and right into the clutches of the bot's claws. It slaps a label across your face- hard- knocking you out momentarily. Take 5 dmg.

If you rolled a 2, the bot grabs you by one leg and slams you onto the conveyor belt. It continues to delicately place a bow on your head, then burps out a pile of hot goo down your shirt. Take 4 dmg.

If you rolled a 3, you listen to the engineer and desperately jam slime-coated batteries and whatever else you can fit into your pockets and hands. Hauling your small pile of retrieved goods off somewhere safe, you realise your soaked clothes are now starting to sting a bit. Not good. Take 3 dmg.

If you rolled a 4, you scramble wildly to mop the goop off the gunked up conveyor belts. Armed with one in each hand, you use the power of soap and water to fight this battle. Needless to say, it's losing one. Take 3 dmg.

If you rolled a 5, you get a decent pace going, plucking materials that were clean-enough from the belt and tossing them off to the side. You seem to catch the attention of the bot somehow, as it targets you specifically and begins to pelt you with cardboard boxes it had somehow folded into crude missiles. Take 2 dmg.

If you rolled a 6, you remain smartly out of reach, instead focusing on plucking the savable items off the conveyor belt. You got a nice pile going, until the bot sends an unfortunate troll hurdling towards you and your stuff. Take 2 dmg.


When the mini-boss or all trolls have reached 0hp, please wait for the mule to post an ending.



You have encountered an Internal Chemical Leak!
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Florescent lights flicker off, and the halls of the laboratory you're droning along in fill with bright red light. Sirens blare, along with a dull voice informing you of a chemical leak! It seems like the trolls in charge of that sector were completely blind sighted, and are all currently out of commission. It's up to you to figure out how to completely seal it, with, unfortunately, minimal protective gear. The labyrinthine room itself is full of walled panels glowing and flashing with various mystery buttons. A mammoth, looming monitor displays a blueprint of the facility, with flashing red dots indicating where the leak has directly spread to- including this very room. The key to sealing it off is in here somewhere... but the buttons are all unlabelled, and no one knows what's up. Good luck.

CHEMICAL LEAK/EVENT BOSSES HP COUNTER
SUBMIT AN ATTACK ==>


If you rolled a 1, you try and hold your breath instead of inhale the polluted air. Your eyes water as you try and jot down a chart of the buttons you were working on to record your findings. Eventually, you give in and suck in a deep inhale. Your body wasn't ready for the shock of the stinging air, and you spasm into a coughing fit, twitching on the floor. Take 4 damage and 1 damage each roll after until support power is used on you.

If you rolled a 2, you punch in a succession that you're confident will shut off six external vents. Instead, the monitor bursts forth in red dots like fireworks. Frantically you try and undo your error, mashing buttons, but all you really accomplish in your panic is to hyperventilate and breathe in an excess amount of fumes. Take 3 damage and 1 damage each roll after until support power is used on you.

If you rolled a 3, you hum and haw before hitting a succession of buttons that seem potentially logical. A metal panel slides open, and a laser zaps your sniffnode. It continues to send annoying little bolts of blue light at your heels, and you run around uselessly like a cluckbeast for the next several minutes until the panel reseals. Take 2 damage and 1 damage each roll after until support power is used on you.

If you rolled a 4, you opt to merely slam your fist against the wall. The buttons you hit flash blue, and you watch four of the red dots on the monitor blink off. Success! Unfortunately, a vent right above your head opens and gushes forth a toxic cloud. A lone red dot blips onto the blueprint. Take 4 dmg, and deal +2 dmg.

If you rolled a 5, you refuse to give into the wooziness threatening to take over you. Studying your peers inputs, you used your deductive reasoning to figure out how to shut off several vents elsewhere in the facility, but at the sacrifice of opening one in this room. You do it anyway. Take 3 dmg, and deal +3 dmg.

If you rolled a 6, you dig through drawers until you find a manual. Aha! Knowledge is power! You flip through the pages and glean some bit of insight about how this damn thing works, but you're starting to see double and pass it off to another troll in the hopes it can help. Take 2 damage and deal 2x damage before running off for a breather!



When the mini-boss or all trolls have reached 0hp, please wait for the mule to post an ending.



You have encountered a Paparazzi Horde!
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There's a low rumbling coming from the distance. An attack from Chittentown? Another earthquake? No... it's a mindless hoard of paparazzi! They swarm your site, wild eyed and thirsty for exclusive pictures of the building process and the valiant trolls leading the efforts. While the site is protected by high barbed fences, that doesn't stop them from wiggling in and launching themselves at any troll nearby, fiercely demanding, yet begging for an interview. They're a distraction, a nuisance- and they're crawling everywhere, hiding in every nook and cranny armed with a camera. Get these pests out!


PAPARAZZI/EVENT BOSSES HP COUNTER
SUBMIT AN ATTACK ==>


If you rolled a 1, a swarm of paparazzi catch up with you. Bright strobing lights of their cameras go off in your face, blinding you. Someone tackles you, screaming questions about who does your hair. You press to the ground, clutch your head, and sob. Take 5 dmg.

If you rolled a 2, you watch the chains straining to hold back the flood of paparazzi from barrelling through the main gate start to give. Scrambling alongside a flock of your peers, you ram against the metal gate, struggling to keep it shut long enough for someone to lock it again. Take 4 dmg as a paparazzo claws at your arms and back, collecting scraps of your clothing.

If you rolled a 3, a paparazzi member tackles you to the ground and starts to shout enthusiastically about their zine. Take 4 dmg. After a lengthy, bloody struggle, you point out a purrbeast spectating atop a high shelf. While the troll is distracted taking several photos of it, you slam a garbage can over them and roll them off to be discarded. Do +2 dmg.

If you rolled a 4, you become cornered by three paparazzi. In a cunning display, you being to throw down poses instead of fleeing from their cameras. They gasp, and the cameras go off. Take 3 damage from aggressive vogueing, but do +2 damage as you push them down and stomp on their cameras.

If you rolled a 5, you offer a large group of paparazzi an exclusive, insider interview. They follow you without question, and you promptly lead them out the back gate. Take 3 damage in the struggle to get back inside, but do +2 dmg.

If you rolled a 6, you turn the tables and instead ask the paparazzi who THEY'RE wearing. They blush and begin to ramble about themselves, escalating in a teary confession about their problematic relationship with their lusus growing up. You shed an emotional tear and take 3 dmg, but also double your own.


When the mini-boss or all trolls have reached 0hp, please wait for the mule to post an ending.
KitsuneAura rolled 2 6-sided dice: 1, 5 Total: 6 (2-12)
PostPosted: Fri Aug 19, 2016 6:07 pm


Lorata is attacking the Paparazzi!
HP: 15/20
Damage: 6 (+1 from military grade)

"An internship! Congratulations!" Lorata nodded along, pleased and approving as Psykgi continued on. She was beyond glad to see that her Sirens were leaving good impressions even without her around. When the redblood followed up on her questions about her moirail, however, Lorata's pretty smile faltered. Had she just said...? Oh glub, she had. The mention of gerbil booth settled it, because she'd seen that one first hand.

"Oh, was that his name?" she said, a bit faintly, and tried to justify in her mind that there was some other troll named Leeroi who'd had a robotic gerbil booth that she'd missed somehow. It was probably a sign that she'd gotten older that she couldn't quite manage to believe herself. "You know, I never put two and two together until just now, but I think I may have met him once. In a manner of speaking."

She didn't know whether to be proud of Psykgi for volunteering for the probably near impossible task of getting the blueblood in line, or disappointed that the redblood hadn't done a better job of it. But they'd both done some growing, and he must have as well by now, and maybe she'd made progress already, but- "Psykgi, did you-"

There was an odd rumbling, a squeal, and Lorata cut herself off, turning her head to see what had happened. And suddenly the horde was there, lights flashing in her face. The seadweller stumbled back a step, a hand reaching out for Psykgi's arm as if to pull her back with her. There were demands for interviews from every side, and Lorata tried to paste on her pretty smile and formulate an answer for them all.

She was tackled before she could manage it and then all she could hear was someone screaming about her hair.

DraconicFeline




KitsuneAura


Magical Detective

ImaginationsParadise rolled 2 6-sided dice: 5, 4 Total: 9 (2-12)

ImaginationsParadise

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PostPosted: Fri Aug 19, 2016 6:21 pm


Eridia is too busy posing for a picture fighting the Paparazzi!!!
Battle Stats

HP: 17/20
Military Grade Emei Daggers +1
Novice Support artifact, style B: 1/1
1d4. On a 1, 2 or 3, heal another troll by a quarter of their max hp, on a 4 heal them by their max hp 1x per battle


When she heard the ruckus, Eridia couldn't help but wonder what provoked it. So she curiously wandered towards the source of the sound, just to notice the flock of paparazzis. Her eyes widened and gleamed at the sound of cameras going off. She posed for one, two, perhaps fifteen pictures, smiling sophisticatedly for each and every one of them. Yet it didn't take long for her to get tired of it once the wanted an in deep interview regarding her personal life, she put her foot down. She also heard a scream. Something about who does who's hair. Her head whipped towards the source just to see a seadweller was being blinded and tackled. Feeling some sense of heroism, or at least her equivalent, she rushed toward her and carried her in her arms, bridal style and carried her somewhere else. Of course she was aware she got some pictures taken but, hey, who wouldn't want to take a picture with such a lovely lady?

"Hmmm..." Eridia pondered and looked at the girl then smirked. "Stay here, don't let them see you alright darling?" Suavely she approached the large group of paparazzis that were hunting them down and with a long exaggerated sigh, she made herself noticed. "Oh, you've all caught me red handed! I apologize... Let me tell you an exclusive insight of my life to repay you all. Follow me." She was lucky she managed to drag them towards the back gate and outside. Though the struggle to get back inside was even harder. Done and done.

She closed the door with a grin and approached the highblood once again. "Hope they didn't startle you dearie." Eridia took Lorata's hand and kissed her palm. "Those were some rude paparazzis," She smiled. "A highblood should never be exposed to that kind of treatment."

KitsuneAura
fishy princess lorata meet land princess eridia
Gl!tch~ rolled 2 6-sided dice: 1, 1 Total: 2 (2-12)
PostPosted: Fri Aug 19, 2016 6:32 pm


Reemus is attacking the Paparazzi!

HP: 15/20
DMG: 1 +1= 2

He was prepared to see what was going on with Aconan, but some distant sound caught Reemus's attention. Reemus turned to see what was going on, just in time to see the press burst in. Trolls were attacked, so much camera flashing, the shouting... He got confused so quick. He couldn't see. All Reemus could do was put his body between Aconan and the intruders while raising an arm to shield his own eyes. "Stop it!" he cried out.

Unfortunately, that didn't seem to stop one of the paparazzi from mowing him down from the side. Reemus's head hit the floor, leaving him fuzzy while they screamed in his spongeclot. Something about his hair...or something. All he could do was try to push them off, but he was completely disoriented.

Reemus could only scream.


Unaru
Quick note: Reemus is currently hemoanon :m

Gl!tch~

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Unaru

Destitute Gawker

PostPosted: Fri Aug 19, 2016 6:36 pm


The redblood was still busy at work, heaving beams to and from, concentrating as best he could. So there was little surprise when the facility was suddenly swarmed by trolls with cameras and microphones, Fellah completely dumbstruck by the entire scene.
It was only when he noticed (a now much older looking) familiar seadweller, and a hemoanon troll nearby him go down in the sea of gawkers.
"Hey!" he hollered, one of the rare times he ever raised his voice. The redblood dove into the crowd, shoving the sea of paparazzi off of the unsuspecting hemoanon they had taken down. It took him a while to force them all away, and once he could finally stand again, he furrowed his brows and gave a quippy remark toward them. "Ya know, fer all yer spectatin' and GROSS invasion of privacy, ya'll don't look so high class yerself. Who dressed ya, yer lusus?" he had rarely ever said an even remotely rude comment to anyone in the past. The sudden retort must have been attributed to that library booth the empress had set up in bloodfest. A booth he had been a little too good at for his own taste.
"Now why don't ya'll just back up and give 'em some space," he said, leaning down to help the hemoanon back to his feet.
"Ya alright there buddy?" he asked, a warm smile on his face as he tried to get him standing. It was odd, but he seemed entirely genuinely concerned. "That looked pretty messy. Stick close with me, I'll try to make sure they don't blindside ya like that again. Yer too handsome of a troll to be letting this rabble hurt ya none more."

With a little berth between the paparazzi and the recent squabble, Fellah wiped some sweat from his brow, glistening from all the hard work he'd been doing. He turned to Eridia and Lorata, offering them both wide smiles as well. "Dang ya handled yerself good there miss Eridia," he commented, remembering her from the kissing booth.
"And little miss Lorata," he said with a smile, remembering the girl from the AssJacked booth, "Sorry I couldn'ta been more help to ya there. Looks like a princess always has some help in her corner though, huh?" he offered her a wink, remembering how much she adored her princess stories.

HP: 17/20

Gl!tch~

ImaginationsParadise

KitsuneAura
DraconicFeline rolled 2 6-sided dice: 3, 1 Total: 4 (2-12)
PostPosted: Fri Aug 19, 2016 6:59 pm


Quote:
Psykgi Mentha

15/20 hp

Damage Dealt: 3 to Paparazzi
Damage Taken: 5

Military Standard Medical Kit (Adept Artifact Support A) (2/2 Uses, heal one troll 1/2 hp)


"Oh?" And what happened was the next question on her tongue, but she held it. She knew what Leeroi could be like, and someone like Lorata could have very easily pressed his buttons.

Suddenly, all was chaos - and that wasn't including the frantic cockroaches buzzing and fluttering around her, trying to coordinate and protect her in the midst of the confusing situation. "Oh gosh!" she put on her best smile and brushed one of Ma'ams roaches off her shoulder, "Hello! Come on, dears, lets go to the..." appropriate room. There were places to deal with it and people to deal with the press and, photogenic as she was, she was not authorized. "I'm sure if we just go there, you can get all your answers..." Carefully fed to them by trained professionals.

It didn't seem to work. Instead, it made things... worse. She was immediately swamped along with Lorata and inundated with questions. Too many gogdamn questions. Fortunately, Eridia came to the... rescue? "Here..." she whispered to Lorata, "Lets get behind her and formulate some answers. She'll be a while"

imaginationsparadise
A fight would certainly distract them

KitsuneAura
Press conference time?

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KitsuneAura


Magical Detective

PostPosted: Fri Aug 19, 2016 7:35 pm


Lorata is attacking the Paparazzi!
HP: 12/20
Damage: 6+1+2=9

Suddenly the weight of the reporter was thrown off of her and someone was lifting her off the ground princess-style. Lorata blinked away the lingering spots from the flash of cameras and stared up at her hero in complete wonder. She was a purpleblood, was what hit her first, and if that wasn't amazing enough after everything else, she was gorgeous. It wasn't long before she'd been set back on her feet, and as the purpleblood swept away to distract the paparazzi from her, Lorata's bloodpusher fluttered.

As she pressed a hand to her own cheek, sure that she was blushing, Psykgi reappeared at her side. She nodded, gave the redblood a small, distracted smile as she watched Eridia go. "Oh yes, good idea, I-" There was another voice, one oddly familiar, and another scattering of paparazzi as a tall teen shoved in to save another that had gone down in the rush. Was that...was that Fellah? And then Eridia was back, kissing her palm, and Lorata couldn't help but let out a delighted giggle. "Well, I suppose we shouldn't be too angry with them," she decided. "It's because of them we met, after all."

Her smile warmed. "I'm Lorata," and she might have said more then, except Fellah had gotten back to his feet and, after helping the hemoanon teen, was looking at her. And now she knew she was blushing, because this was entirely too much. A girl could get overwhelmed with all these heroics at once. "O-oh! Fellah! It's so good to see you again!" Another giggle spilled out, and belatedly she reached up to smooth out her hair (why hadn't she done that before the purpleblood had come back).

"I'm finding more heroes every night," she agreed with a nod. As they'd been speaking, though, more paparazzi had begun to approach. It seemed like such a shame to take her eyes off either of them, honestly, but it would probably give her bloodpusher a break. She returned Fellah's wink, then turned to meet the crowd halfway, standing at full height. Now that they hadn't caught her off guard, it wasn't quite so bad to have all that attention.

Instead of shying away, she obligingly struck a pose, mimicking the models she'd seen in magazines and fashion shows. She was pretty, she knew, and there was no reason not to flaunt it. Especially when it distracted enough to get a bit of revenge in. A shove sent a paparazzi sprawling back into the group, their camera falling to the ground at Lorata's feet. Slowly and deliberately, she put a foot down on it and ground her heel into the lens.

"Oops!"

ImaginationsParadise
Unaru
DraconicFeline


ImaginationsParadise rolled 2 6-sided dice: 6, 6 Total: 12 (2-12)
PostPosted: Fri Aug 19, 2016 7:47 pm


Eridia is battling the papa-paparazzis!!
Battle Stats

HP: 14/20
Military Grade Emei Daggers +1
Novice Support artifact, style B: 1/1
1d4. On a 1, 2 or 3, heal another troll by a quarter of their max hp, on a 4 heal them by their max hp 1x per battle


Eridia flutter her eyelashes at the seadweller as she heard her speak. "Mm, 'tis true. I'm Eridia Tsifer, glad to be acquainted with you Miss Lorata." She completely and deliberately ignored the redblood next to her and instead placed another kiss on Lorata's palm, looking up as someone had approached them. She was surprised to see Fellah, after all she hadn't seen him since bloodfest and, oh, was he a handsome sight to see. She was impressed they both knew each other, made it easier for them to skip introductions for now.

She giggled at Fellah's comment and smiled. "Oh, you think? Well I'm glad to know you' find my finesse impressive! How are you darling? It's been quite a while since we last spoke hasn't it?" Sadly their conversation was cut short when another group of paparazzis appeared. Time for her to impress them again and opaque Psykgi once more.

"Ooh such a shame we can't catch up! Though perhaps we can when this is all over?" She gave them both a wink and strode away, catching the press's attention once more. They asked her multiple questions and of course one of them pushed a button. Something about a rumor about her assisting Awassi's ball. The highblood forced a smile and began diverting the subject by asking them questions.

KitsuneAura
fate as brought them together

Unaru
group pic in the end

DraconicFeline
e h e h e h e

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PostPosted: Fri Aug 19, 2016 7:50 pm


Quote:
Psykgi Mentha
11/20 hp
Damage Dealt: 3 to Paparazzi
Damage Taken:
4
Military Standard Medical Kit (Adept Artifact Support A) (2/2 Uses, heal one troll 1/2 hp)


... Wait, what? Psykgi stared as Eridia flirted with Lorata, seething somewhat as Eridia not only blatantly flirted right in front of her but also seemed to be killing it with the media.

Normally, in a situation as poorly favorable as this - after all, there was a shirtless (and well chiseled!) redblood and two purplebloods here to steal the spotlight. If it was a battle of publicity, they were sure to get it. Psykgi had appeal, but did she have that much appeal? She certainly didn't have much influence on the crowd, that was for sure. They were to focused on purplebloods kissing.

She debated, breifly, retreating and taking the loss in her and Eridia's little game. But no, she couldn't. She had to show herself just as photogenic and interesting or greater than her. She couldn't afford another 'loss' after the previous night's fiasco of a raid - she had to redeem herself and her dignity. She had to show Eridia up.
Gl!tch~ rolled 2 6-sided dice: 4, 5 Total: 9 (2-12)
PostPosted: Fri Aug 19, 2016 7:51 pm


Reemus attacks the Paparazzi!

HP: 13/20
DMG: 5 +2 +1 = 8

Someone shouted off on the near distance, then there were some ripples in the crowd. A troll without a camera swam into his vision. The weight lifted from Reemus's side, and a drawl continued above him. Earlier it was a yell, now it was more gentle. He looked up, seeing an oddly shirtless redblood go from chiding the crowd to offering his assistance. "Uhh...thanks, mate," he grumbled in slight surprise. Very bold for a fellow lowblood.

Reemus staggered to his feet, only getting bits and pieces of what Fellah was saying amidst the torrent of everything else going on. He was being offered protection, which would have been funny at any other time. Vos would probably laugh if she was there. The thought barely passed out of his thinkpan when he heard Fellah call him attractive. He blinked. Reemus wasn't used to comments like that from strangers. He opened his mouth to respond. The cameras and shouting wouldn't stop, however.

Something in him snapped. He whipped around towards the photographers, tuning out all other chatter around him. A few more of the pap were trying to get up in his business. Reemus did what Reemus did best: he started to beat them senselessly. Meanwhile, other people of the press were absolutely stunned by this forward display, and went for choice moments as organic poses while Reemus was distracted trying to get the lights to stop. He turned around again, grabbed someone else's camera, and slammed it onto the ground.

"Aren't any of ya just about done?" he demanded of the lot.


Unaru

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Unaru

Destitute Gawker

PostPosted: Fri Aug 19, 2016 7:54 pm


Fellah had just heaved a mound of paparazzi off of the hemoanon guy, before they were quickly rushed again. The troll he just helped up seemed, capable, could be one word used. Cornered was more what came to mind to Fellah though. It didn't help much that the farm troll saw little sense in violence, but this guy just looked like he was lashing out. Not that he could be blamed, these reporters were relentless.
The redblood swatted a few cameras out of the various hands, trying to give the hemoanon some space and privacy. Unfortunately it didn't seem to be doing too much good. The farm troll was at his minds absolute capacity, all he could do now was act on what he'd grown up surrounded by, bad soaps and dating sims. In a flash of instinct, Fellah grabbed the stranger's lower back with one arm, and the back of his head with the other. In an attempt to appease the multitudes of paparazzi, and give them a second to breathe, Fellah drew the troll into a kiss. He wasn't crass enough to go full makeout session on him, but it sure was enough to make the crowd pause for a brief moment before camera flashes erupted from the crowd.
Fellah gulped a bit as he came out of the spectacle, blushing and looking embarrassed. "Sorry 'bout that...kinda," he said, finally letting go of the other troll with a bashful grin, and showing a surprising feat of strength as he grabbed a camera that was inching dangerously close to their faces and crushing it in his fist.

HP: 14/20

Gl!tch~
quite uneventful rolled 2 4-sided dice: 4, 3 Total: 7 (2-8)
PostPosted: Fri Aug 19, 2016 8:06 pm


Quote:
If you rolled a 4, you become cornered by three paparazzi. In a cunning display, you being to throw down poses instead of fleeing from their cameras. They gasp, and the cameras go off. Take 3 damage from aggressive vogueing, but do +2 damage as you push them down and stomp on their cameras.

Austri dealt 5 damage to the Paparazzi.


      The minute Austri heard the tell-tale signs of clicks, the greenblood felt her pump biscuit soar. She knew it she knew it she KNEW IT! Of course they'd come! They heard she was there, the winner of the winter beast hunt! She'd been waiting for her close up for ages, and it was finally NOW that they'd come! Oh gosh, she needed to make herself more presentable, she needed-- Oh, who was she kidding, she looked amazing, even if she was a little sweaty! She quickly ducked behind another area just in case, to check if everything was good, but the kid knew the second she checked she hadn't needed it. Wow, she looked awesome. Austri quickly jumped out from hiding with an elaborate display, posing boldly and excitedly as she could literally feel the adrenaline course through her veins. She was the star.

      And then Staglebro came. He just had to RUIN THE PARTY!

HP: 40 - 3= 37 HP

quite uneventful

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purplerosesbeauty rolled 2 6-sided dice: 2, 6 Total: 8 (2-12)

purplerosesbeauty

Springtime Spirit

PostPosted: Fri Aug 19, 2016 8:25 pm


Eostre Diazzi
HP: 16/20

Eostre returns to the hub to find... this. There was a horde of scrambling trolls with camera, desperate to take pictures and grab the attention of the trolls there. And apparently, specifically her. The clicking shutters and flashing lights blinded her. They clawed at her skin and clothing, and Eostre struggled to get free, fleeing behind the gate of the hub. She swung with her fists, glad she still had her knuckle dusters on, making contact with several of the paparazzo.

Catching her breath for a moment, she looked back out to the crowd. What was going on here?

Eostre dealt 6 damage to the paparazzi.
DraconicFeline rolled 2 6-sided dice: 3, 2 Total: 5 (2-12)
PostPosted: Fri Aug 19, 2016 8:48 pm


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Psykgi Mentha
7/20 hp
Damage Dealt: 4 to Paparazzi
Damage Taken:
4
Military Standard Medical Kit (Adept Artifact Support A) (2/2 Uses, heal one troll 1/2 hp)


Psykgi had nothing against Lorata, or against the well-formed redblood, or the others that had joined in the strobe-lighting fray. It was Eridia and Eridia alone that motivated her to try to steal the spotlight completely.

Such was what happened when a paparazzi troll came at her, screaming about their 'zine and interviews and 'LOWBLOODS BACK CIVISECT WHAT A STORY'. Psykgi knew what to do when annoying people ran at you - you hit them. Hard. She used the haft of her axe, of course, and knocked them down... but that only seemed to make them more excited.

"GIVE ME A STORYYYY!" they said, before Psykgi kicked them away into the waiting arms of a military drone. It wasn't as though they were real, official press anyway. Unfortunately, her act of violence did not turn attention to her... Hmmm...

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quite uneventful rolled 2 4-sided dice: 1, 4 Total: 5 (2-8)

quite uneventful

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PostPosted: Fri Aug 19, 2016 8:50 pm


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If you rolled a 1, a swarm of paparazzi catch up with you. Bright strobing lights of their cameras go off in your face, blinding you. Someone tackles you, screaming questions about who does your hair. You press to the ground, clutch your head, and sob. Take 5 dmg.

Austri dealt 4 damage to the Paparazzi.


      It was probably good that he did go in front of her, honestly. Austri saw them before she heard them, and the moment they attacked Staglebro and brought him down, she honestly could care less. She saw them screaming, tackling, pretty much destroying Staglebro, but the greenblood could only focus on looking cute for the camera, something she'd mastered ever since she was just a pupa. Staglebro was kicking and cawing, putting the punching gloves on his horns to good use as he tackled and kicked at several reporters. Austri simply dismissed it. She was so proud of herself.

HP: 37 - 5= 32 HP
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