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THE DOOM AND GLOOM GARDEN


The Negaverse's continued mingling in the youma town of the Rift has slowly, but surely, gained them access to more parts of the town with fewer and fewer growls, jeers and mean glares pointed in your direction. You feel more like genuine visitors instead of just people being put through a series of tests and trials. A sense of ominousness still lingers over you, however -- perhaps it is the urgency of the task at hand? -- as you are led to the site of your next trial.

Oversized, oddly menacing plants overtake the landscape ahead of you. You are surprised to observe that unlike others in the Rift, these seem to actually be alive. Maybe a little too alive. They sway and bristle against a nonexistent breeze as you walk in further, almost seeming to reach out to you as you pass them by.

TENDING THE GARDEN: How To Play


It seems that even youma have their limits to how wild and unruly things are supposed to get, as the townsfolk here have been complaining about the state of the Doom and Gloom Garden for ages. There's tales of how the garden's native population was cut in half by the previous generation of sailor senshi -- the ruthless bitches -- and now maintenance of the garden has become twice as difficult as it was before. Now the remaining Doom and Gloom Girls are calling on the new Negaverse to prove their worth as citizens of the town and aid them in this task!

These plants need to be pruned and trimmed... but instead of conventional gardening tools you will be using your fists, your weapons and whatever wits you still have after that binge-drinking stint earlier. Why? Because the plants of this sanctuary double as a herd of vicious feral youma.

What else were you expecting from a garden in the Rift?



INSTRUCTIONS

• Each contestant has been assigned a plant to maintain: these can be described any way you like so long as they're properly big and mean and dangerous.
  
  
• This plant has 1000HP, and your task is to tame it up, trim it down and whittle its HP as low as you can... WITHOUT killing it.
  
  
  • To strike a HEAVY blow, roll ONE D100.
    
    
  • To strike a MEDIUM blow, roll TWO D20.
    
    
  • To strike a LIGHT blow, roll ONE D20.
  
  
• If your plant's HP is reduced to zero, the Doom and Gloom girls will be pretty angry! However, they'll let you try another plant with a 10-point penalty added to your final score.
  
  
• If you've tamed the plant as much as you can but are unsatisfied with your score, you can start fresh with a new one for a 5-point penalty.
  
  
• The gardener with the lowest score by the close of the game is the winner!

YOUR PLANT AND YOU

This plant isn't going to look nice and pretty without a fight! It has a few counters up its proverbial sleeve as you're whaling away at it. Along with fighting against you in a normal capacity, it has some abilities it might unleash if you're not so lucky.

IF YOUR ROLL ENDS IN...

...a 1, it's releasing spores all over the place. Try not to inhale too much it, because this stuff can give you some intense hallucinations!
...a 2, your attack lopped off one of its favorite flowers or leaves, which makes it go momentarily berserk with anger.
...a 4, you must have brushed against the wrong part of this plant, since now you're breaking out into some awful hives!
...a 7, it's called in some youma BEES to back it up. Yes, they sting. A lot.
...an 8, you scored a critical hit and do double damage. Be more careful!

Please keep track of your plant's HP at the top of your post!



There are NO POSTING LIMITS for this game. Attack whenever you can! The game will end on Tuesday at 10PM CST!

[1000 - 83 = 917]

It was hard to tell if things surprised Lieutenant Howlite, as the same sleepy sort of grin tended to lurk on her freckled face, no matter the situation. When it turned out they weren't having tea with the leggy, if furred, youma-ladies, but instead would be doing some gardening.

Her dark, curious eyes roamed over the garden, and she shook her head, clicking her tongue at the disorder. Pointing at one plant in particular [it rather looked similar to a giant, monster version of smallers ones she was more familiar with], she raised an eyebrow. "See, the problem is y'all are lettin' them cross pollinate like crazy. You have to keep the buds in check, ladies."

It was her third trip to the youma's town, and she was starting to feel far more at ease [not that she ever seemed that she wasn't at ease].

Her package wouldn't help, and she didn't have a blade on her in this uniform. Glancing around, she noticed a split rock, about the size of both her hands. Lifting it, she knocked on it lightly.

"You aren't some tiny little fellow, are you?" No response. "Last chance, buddy." Looked like it was still a rock! Another look over the plant, and she realized she'd need to clear away a lot of crap around the plant before she could get to the salvageable part.

"Here we go," WHAM. It was a good hit, splitting a bramble vine.

[917-83 = 831]

The blonde yanked away the first piece of the large vine blocking her view. It was almost as if the plant had built a cage around itself. The rock was hefted once more, and she slammed it down, slicing the last piece. Unfortunately, it split the rock, as well, and she dropped one piece, frowning slightly.

Hefting it, she struck a mossy protuberance.

Plant HP: 971 - 9 = 962 HP

Osumilite backed away from the vine that had tried to creep up his leg and in the process stepped on another vine. When he did so, the vine twitched as if in pain, and he could have sworn the plant made a crying noise.

JAROSITE AGAINST PLANT. ROUND ONE!

Plant HP: 1000 - 37 = 963

The Lt started whacking at the plant. With his kicks. And he wasn't doing to bad at cutting it back...

Until the bees came.

"OHCHAOSDAMNGODFU---" He then spent the next two minutes running around as the bees stung him like crazy. Jarosite limped back to his plant and resumed his pruning.

the plants were interesting, something fascinating to the teenage officer. He had a thing for plants, not something many knew, but to trim them and with out proper tools. Somehow this was going to go wrong, in all kinds of ways. Finding a plant, some form of a rose...only it had a mouth and teeth inside it's closed buds, he attacked. Hoping the planet wouldn't bite him.