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 Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2012 10:50 pm
Wilson Hopkins would find literally, as a text sent to him the following morning:Text from Mark Hellooooo token asian guy. I need a new token asian guy, so come over to my office to be interviewed.
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2012 11:02 pm
The ringing of his phone woke the hunter up. He yawned, cracked one bleary eye open before digging into his jacket pocket to pull out his phone. Half-lidded eyes stared at the glowing screen. Wilson couldn’t help but squint even more at the newest message in his inbox. He tried to wrap his mind around the message just before the second message’s arrival startled him. “Funny stuff…?” he murmured to himself. What kind of funny things? Actually, did he really want to know? Probably not. Yawning, he rolled out of bed and reached for the green goggles on the nightstand. He stumbled onto the floor, but stood back up. He texted back a reply.
Text from Wilson but you know i’m like 75% asian right
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2012 12:01 am
Text from Mark What part of you isn't Asian? I can look to getting that part replaced.... arms are a little more expensive than legs though... Text from Mark Anyway your AWESOME division leader commands you to his office right now! HIS office!! Text from Mark You gotta say THE SECRET PASSWORD!!! Text from Mark I also require you to dance to Gangam style
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2012 4:59 pm
Text from Wilson it’s not really something you can replace… Text from Wilson gangam? what style is that?
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2012 11:27 pm
The door, already a quarter open, would a room covered by a lifetime's supply of computer screens and hardware. Somehow, and for some reason, past the giant disco ball, vintage Avengers action figures, lava lamp, strobe light, and Magic trading cards, there was also a giant potted palm tree and-
-"Abort the Asian mission, abort!" Mark was currently holding back a door that very much had green vines crawling out from the bottom, several of them wrapped around one ankle. There was quite the vicious growling noise coming drom behind, though around the Death "leader" were signs of a terrible sight: fancy gift-wrapped paper that still had a sticker on it that said "To the new Death Division leader, enjoy. -Clarice"
There might have been a whimper. "Asian guy, do something!"
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 12:02 am
It took Wilson a good solid moment to take in the hardwire that littered the office. This was supposed to be Caelius’ office, right…? He honed in on the action figures and trading cards; for a moment he felt a hint of nostalgia as he recalled his own phase during middle school—only it seemed Mark had yet to grow out of that phase.
He wasn’t sure what the Asian mission was supposed to be about. Wilson guessed it was supposed to be about him…? Maybe…?
Narrowed eyes stared at the vines slithering out of the door Mark was pressed against. His lips parted slightly as he tried to calmly access the situation. “I kind of want to gas this with my weapon, but I don’t know if that’s a good idea,” he noted aloud as he finally walked over to the door and gave it a forceful kick before he joined Mark in holding it back.
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2012 12:26 am
In response to the kick, the door practically caved in, large vines overflowing from the top, complete with colourful spotted pink petals. Several lashed out, grabbing Wilson wherever convenient, attemping to pin him down as the giant spotted pink flower split open to reveal several layers of serrated ten-inch long teeth.
Mark screamed like a five year old girl and then passed out. OOC DEFEATING THE VINE BOSS; - Wilson must defeat the vine boss! Hundreds of vines flow in all directions, attempting to pin him down as the flowery part chews him up rare. -Roll 1d100 to free yourself - For each roll under 80, you lose an article of clothing that the vine just happily tears into. If you roll 80 or higher, you escape! - The boss has 40/40 HP! It does 5 auto damage per attack you make at it. - When you hit - 10 HP, you notice the exposed parts of your body are glistening softly - At - 20 HP, you feel dizzy, fuzzy, everything is in a strange toxic haze, as if you have been poisoned. You feel like everything is odd and detached and actually, kind of magical. Oh, you also feel a little hungry - At -30 HP you are going through the worst acid trip of your life. Everything is spinning too fast in a blur and faces and vines are melting off, the roof has exploded, Mark turned into the terminator and is firing rainbow lasers everywhere and cupcakes and Santa Claus riding a daisy patterened dolphin keep on telling you to believe in them. - Attacks are unlimited! Rp and hit the boss until it dies and you save Mark!
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Syusaki rolled 1 100-sided dice:
35
Total: 35 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2012 5:20 pm
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Wilson couldn't stop staring at Mark with a disappointed look on his face.
And then the vines tore into his hunter jacket.
asd;flkas;jla
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Syusaki rolled 1 100-sided dice:
43
Total: 43 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2012 5:23 pm
"MY JACKET....!"
Fortunately this wasn't Wilson's favorite hoodie.
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Syusaki rolled 1 100-sided dice:
35
Total: 35 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2012 5:25 pm
This was not going so well, to say the least.
Wilson pushed the vines away from her—attempted to, at least—but let out another dismayed shout when the plant chose to once again tear away at his clothes. “Hey!” he indignantly yelled as the vines began to rip his first shirt to shreds. The black tee fell to the ground in fluttering pieces. He felt half-tempted to kick the unconsciousness Mark.
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Syusaki rolled 1 100-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2012 5:28 pm
His second shirt was the next piece of clothing to go.
"Crap."
Wilson had no time to act all flustered. He really needed to get away from this plant soon. u_ua
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Syusaki rolled 1 100-sided dice:
82
Total: 82 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2012 5:31 pm
Wilson breathed a sigh of relief as he managed to scramble away from the giant plant. He frowned at his jackets and shirts, but certain sacrifices were necessary.
But he couldn't help but stare down at his pants and breathe a sigh of relief.
Crisis averted.
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Syusaki rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 10
Total: 18 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2012 7:28 pm
Now free from the vines' clutches, Wilson took off his goggles and summoned his weapon. Gramps' groaned. [Kiddo, where'd ya clothes go....?]
Boss HP: 28/40
Wilson HP: 45/50
Damage: 12
Charge: 1/3
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Syusaki rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 9
Total: 16 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2012 7:31 pm
As Wilson fired off another shot of mist at the monster (he was careful to not let Mark get covered by the poisonous gas) he couldn't help but stare down at himself.
e_e Was he sparkling?
Boss HP: 18
Wilson HP: 40
Damage: 10
Charge: 2/3
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Syusaki rolled 2 10-sided dice:
1, 1
Total: 2 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2012 7:34 pm
And then Wilson tripped via blinded by sparkles.
Boss HP: 18
Wilson HP: 35
Damage: 0
Charge: 2/3
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