The station seemed to be occupied another squad, who were busy fighting flan. The flan seemed to be swarming out of the station, the three at the entrance were girls. They seemed to be arguing.
"Oh come on! Don't be sad! Its not like these things do much! They are just icky sticky!" Selfie giggled a bit at her own little joke, giving a surprised sound when a flan tried to spit goo at her. She jumped to the side to dodge it, jumping forward once again to swing her nunchaku at the gooey thing. "Take That, you yellow jello!... well I know you aren't yellow, if you were you would be cute!!"
▶ ▷ Don't get in my way of fulfilling my mission...◀ ◁ ▶ ▷...I just might have to kill you if you do... ◀ ◁ ▶ ▷ ...Because, making the world a better place is my job...◀ ◁
Abilities: *:Wilhelmine's Disks of Flame:* *:Thunder, Fire, Blizzard:* *: Reflect, Aero, Cure:* *:Staff of a Thousand Flames:*
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Hector got in range to see and hear the girls arguing and one was attacked by a flan then she attacked back Alright cadets time to go to work! Attack from the back surprise them I'll go in front to take some of the agro! he said as he used his pole as a lance an leaped above and over the few flan standing in front of the girls an the flan Mind I ask you ladies to stop bickering and find a safe place. It`s dangerous out here! he said as he stood straight up from the fall and turning around to face the flan.
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Trance Harper generated a random number between
1 and 100 ...
91!
Bloody Murder Berserk Swordsman N/A Blades of Glory Blind Deference CD = 4
Harriet meandered into the train station and noted the presence of another group with uniforms like hers. Now she wasn't entirely sure of whether or not they had some plan all their own or they needed help with the Flan they were up against... But the point is to get rid of these stupid jelly bludgers.
She hoisted her Claymore from her shoulders and pointed at the ceiling overhead. "Blind..." Harriet muttered, feeling the rush across her skin of her life energy as it is channeled into the sword before she swung the weapon around and pierced the ground before her with it, sending a shock wave through the floor. Her head bowed and she took a knee and whispered, "Deference... Ich aufzuschieben meine Rechte zu Ihnen, maechtige Schwert, Seelen Schlaeger..."
As she speaks, a wall of phantom swords arcs away from her Claymore and each plunge into the ground, although without causing any seismic disturbance, creating a defensive barrier between the Flan invaders and the Balamb cadets.
Translations: n/i English translations: bludger ~ nuisance Non-uniform attire: duck jewels Out Of Chocobos: oh Harri...
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HP 235/250 | MP 8/5
Weapon Damage: 0 Adept: 0 Special: 0 Total Damage Dealt: 0 Harriet is protected from 1/2 damage from next attack. Teammates are protected from 1/4 HP damage from next attack.
*:Blind Deference:* 4 turn/post CD costs 15 HP Harriet pierces the ground with her Claymore and prays behind it, imbuing the sword with magic that generates a "wall" of giant phantom swords, blocking 1/2 damage dealt by opponent's next attack. Replenishes 3 mana unless it is a knock-down attack. In team battles, blocks 1/4 of HP damage of done to teammates (no block against attacks that target MP). "Blocked" attack counts as a hit. No damage dealt to opponent! (cannot be used when berserking)
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1 and 100 ...
70!
"The cold is not so bad." Age: 15 | Height: 5'2" Magi Trabia Cadet; SeeD Candidate ; G 1384 Gil | HP 200 | MP 25 Weapon: Fuuma Shuriken Axe (4) ; +1 Adept Companion: n/a *:Wicked Blades:* *:Stand Aside:* *:Shiver Blades:* (cd 5) *:Arcana:*
Followed behind the instructor and the girl, pausing to see one of the MOST annoying people he had ever met... Selfie Tilmitt. He let out a quiet groan, brandishing his shuriken axe, glancing to Harriet when she brought up a shield between the students and the flan. To follow up he opened the Fuuma Shuriken axe and threw it. Its tip sparked along the ground as it rushed past , the whirling energy causing the air to be picked up, it would cleave into the flan in a gooey mess and come out the others side. Spinning in the air as the axe made its way back towards the group. Azazel ran to the side, away from them so as not to accidentally hurt anyone who was dumb enough to get in the axe's way... Like Selfie. He caught it, allowing it to keep spinning as he got ready for another attack.
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HP 200/200 | MP 15/25
5+1+4= 10 4x6=24 + 10=34
Total Damage: 34
*:Shiver Blades:* 5 post CD Cost 10 Mana Throws Shuriken axe down into the ground as it spins, whirling with energy it cuts its way to the enemy, dealing 4x(A) in additional damage. Crippling enemies for 3 turns.
Quistis gave a sigh and shook her head at Selfie's words, but the other squad member had already run off to do her scouting. The youngest instructor in Balamb sent her off because of the fighting, she was tired of hearing it and her words were on deaf ears. When the flan attacked, she first let Selfie fight them, the hyper girl assuming that Quistis' quiet spell was some sort of sadness. "See that the Flan are not taking much damage, that is because of the flan's..." Her words were cut off from the sound of the other instructor bringing another squad in. Whom immediately took action, she responded with a curt nod. His words though, earned a raised brow and a scoff, Instrtuctor Trepe pushed up her glasses. "That's very kind of you, but its quite alright. Actually its good that you are here, we did request another squad to assist in this. This is Squad C, I am Instructor Trepe, I don't believe we've met..."
"Oh man! That didn't do much of anything!" She was barely listening to her instructor when there came a shout from the other squad. She turned a bit to look, but turned again when the flan came at her, making her lose balance. She stumbled back and was about to charge in again.-- "Whoa!" She jumped back when the ghostly swords blocked between her and the flan. "That was awesome!" She looked behind her to see the girl with the claymore. "Thanks!" She turned and whipped her Nunchaku out again at the nearest Flan, backing up. Selfie almost screamed when the Shuriken axe whipped past her and into the flan. She watched it for a moment, and squealed with joy when she saw who it belonged to. "Oh my gosh! Lil Zazie!!" Running over to hug him from the side that the spinning axe was not being held. "Oh look at you, you adorable lil thing! You got so tall! Did you have a growth spert?! And your here?! That means your a SeeD candidate right!? At your age! That's so rad!" Hugging him like she was saving him from death.
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Blue Flan 1 HP ?? Draw: Shell
Flan 1 negates 10 of Selfie's damage! Flan 1 takes 5 damage! Flan 1 spits goo at Selfie, 1/4 of it is blocked! Flan 1 deals 11.25 damage to Selfie! Flan 1 negates 10 damage! Flan 1 hit by Azazel for 24 damage!
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Blue Flan 2 HP ?? Draw: Shell
Flan 2 spits goo at Quistis, 1/4 of the damage is blocked! Flan 2 deals 10.5 Damage to Quistis!
▶ ▷ Don't get in my way of fulfilling my mission...◀ ◁ ▶ ▷...I just might have to kill you if you do... ◀ ◁ ▶ ▷ ...Because, making the world a better place is my job...◀ ◁
Abilities: *:Wilhelmine's Disks of Flame:* *:Thunder, Fire, Blizzard:* *: Reflect, Aero, Cure:* *:Staff of a Thousand Flames:*
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Warring looked back. Instructor Hector Warring leader of squad F at your service Madame it's a pleasure to meet you. he said summoning his special attack. Only been here for 5 minutes and I'm ready for these flan to leave! he spoke as the flames circled him, then he flung them at the flan. Just getting started. he said walking forward to finish help finish off the flans.
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WD: 3 Adept 5+1 Special ability 6 x 12 = 72 TD: 80/2=40 Wilhemen' s disks of flames Magic Damage CD:5 Mana:5 When this spell is cast, flaming spheres 30cms in diameter appear next to Hector and hover around him when he walks. The caster can hurl up to 12 spheres that do (POW) in damage. If the victim is around a corner or behind an obstacle, the disks will seek them out if the Hector knows the exact location of the target. The spheres can be hurled at as many targets, as desired.
Trance Harper generated a random number between
1 and 100 ...
91!
Bloody Murder Berserk Swordsman N/A (0) Blades of Glory CD = 2 Blind Deference CD = 3
"Ja, whatever. How strong are these bludgers anyway?" Harriet said without really paying too much attention the brunette who was even shorter than Senna and Azazel, and surprising annoying. Harriet usually liked people who were energetic and playful, in fact the same words could be easily used to define her, but in battle she always took a more serious tone. Being an idiot can get people killed... her father's words rang in her thoughts, and she winced at the memory of the sting he'd employed to brand it into her.
She did think Azazel's weapon was pretty nifty, but she'd never use such a thing herself. Any weapon that left your hand could not be trusted the way the steel she had come to see as an extension of herself could. With a thrust that she made look far easier than it was, she pulled the great blade from the ground, leaving behind a gash in the floor. The phantom replicas of her weapon had already begun to fade into ether.
This time, Harriet swung the blade in the air around her body, channeling her mana into her attack and carving a large figure-8, her mana running into her blade and leaving a wake of power. The spinning vortex grew as she began to feel the fatigue of keeping up that motion, and when the pressure became to much Harriet spun on her heel and launched the vortex towards the Flan with a final swing of her Claymore.
Translations: ja ~ yes English translations: bludger ~ nuisance Non-uniform attire: duck jewels Out Of Chocobos:
*:Blades of Glory:* 2 turn/post CD costs 1 mana Harriet spins her Claymore in a figure-8 around her body, blurring the image of the sword and creating a spinning helical vortex of kinetic energy shaped like a bright figure-8. She then sends the vortex at her opponent with a slash of her sword, dealing additional damage 3x(DEX).
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22!
"The cold is not so bad." Age: 15 | Height: 5'2" Magi Trabia Cadet; SeeD Candidate ; G 1454 Gil | HP 200 | MP 25 Weapon: Fuuma Shuriken Axe (4) ; +1 Adept Companion: n/a *:Wicked Blades:* *:Stand Aside:* *:Shiver Blades:* (cd 4) *:Arcana:*
"No.. no-no-no!" Azazel had to toss his axe to the side when the girl ran to hug him, it clattered on the ground and stopped spinning. With a growl he wormed his way out of her grasp. "Pay attention!" Turning to grab the blade again, looking back to the girl. "Are you Crazy?! If I hadn't had a handle on this thing your arms would be chopped off." Raising his tone a bit too high, making his voice almost screech. Azazel closed the Shuriken Axe, shaking his head and running a hand through his hair. He hadn't meant to lose his cool like that, but that girl was so obnoxious he couldn't help it.
Nauscica generated a random number between
1 and 100 ...
90!
Posted: Sat Jul 06, 2013 6:49 am
Selena "The road to perfection is paved in Blood. Yours, and mine." Age: 18 | Height: 5'8" Sentinel Galbadia Garden SeeD Candidate; G 1000 Gil | HP 300 | MP 15 Weapon: Mortar (Canister Pistol) Companion: N/A *biggrinraw Magic:* *:From the Skies:* *:Valiant:* *:Hawk-eye:*
The scout of Squad C returned to see another squad has taken over the area. Perfect, just what I was looking for. She thought sarcastically as she made her way to the squad leader. Looking between the two meshed groups, she wasn't surprised to see that the flan were still here and alive as ever. What she didn't expect though was that one of the men were casting magic. Now there's an idea, but the question was would these idiots capitalize or will they prove to be more fatuous individuals like the one that plagues her currently, going by the name of Selfie Tilmitt.
She stood beside her instructor. "Well we can make a definite assessment of the town being over run completely by these blobs now. Thanks to a specific cadet." She made her voice emphasize a few words as she gave Selfie the death glare of a lifetime, which by now she expects it to go right over the daft girls head. "Have you procured any brain cells while I was away, or are we doomed to your idiocy?" She openly belittled the girl with venom in her voice. It was very clear that she held herself higher than anyone here, even the instructors.
Quitis shook off some slime from her sleeve as hector spoke, a look of disgust on her face. Turning, she cracked her whip at the flan, stepping back as she noted hector readying a spell. "I agree, we need to finish off these things quickly, as we can. Her attention turning to the sour attitude scout as she returned."thank you Cadet Wright for your report." At Selena's further rude words, her gaze narrowed and the instructor cracked her whip again, inches from Selena. "Enough! When we get back you will write a 2000 word report on these events and the importance of team harmony." She pushed her glasses up, the light hitting the glass just right to glint off of them, making her look intimidating. She returned her attention to the flan, "I suspect these flan are from underground, and are being driven to the surface by something. I wanted to send a scouting partner with Wright that could do magic, to confirm my thoughts beforewe send an entire squad down. Do you have anyone beside yourself in your pary adept at magic?" Returning her attention to the task at hand.
When Azazel pulled away Selfie pouted, her spirits lifted shortly after and her beaming smile returned. "Okay grumpster, I guess I could tell Jumar you're as perky as ever!" She giggled at the teasing of the younger boy, looking to Selena when she arrived. "Wow! Your quick! Did you find something?" She heard her words, head canting to the side. "Wow, the whole town, huh?- Hey! It wasn't my fault! Geez! These things just happen!" Going so far as to stomp her foot, the normally spunky girl was greatly perturbed by the gunner.
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Blue Flan 1 HP ?? Draw: Shell
Flan 1 took 40 magic damage from Hector's attack! Flan 1 is in a panic! Flan 1spits goo at hector, dealing 8 damage! Flan 1 negates 11 of quistis' attackand takes 29 damage!
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Blue Flan 2 HP ?? Draw: Shell
Flan 2 took 40 magic damage from hector's attack! Flan 2 is in a panic! Flan 2 let down it's guard!! Flan 2 takes 20 from harriet's attack! Flan 2 spits goo at harriet, dealing 15 damage!
Unfunny Memes generated a random number between
100 and 200 ...
189!
Posted: Sat Jul 06, 2013 6:52 pm
✭✥✯ ⓗⓔⓒ〶ⓞⓡ ⓦⓐⓡⓡⓘⓝⓖ ✭✥✯
Age:19 | Height:6'1" Magi SeeD; F ### Gil | Hp:192 | Mp:1
▶ ▷ Don't get in my way of fulfilling my mission...◀ ◁ ▶ ▷...I just might have to kill you if you do... ◀ ◁ ▶ ▷ ...Because, making the world a better place is my job...◀ ◁
Weapon: Companion: Abilities: *:Wilhelmine's Disks of Flame:* *:Thunder, Fire, Blizzard:* *: Reflect, Aero, Cure:* *:Staff of a Thousand Flames:*
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At first Hector didn't know what was going on with the scout and this Selfie, but she seemed to dislike her. As he looked up he noticed Selfie just got done hugging Azaziel. Hector let out a sigh and shook his head. He then turned to hear what the other instructor said to Selena. He let out a small chuckle of the instructor threatening the cadet with paper work. He heard Quitis ask if anyone else was adept to magic. He knew that Harriet wasn't, but he did recall that Azaziel was from their talk in the library, so he nodded as he stood straight up wiping of the goo the flan had spat at him. Cadet Gladstone save the formalities till after this is over! Now, you will assist Instructor Trepe' s scout! he ordered. As he finished pushing off the glue from his uniform he mumbled to himself. Damn Flans and their goo... he said cleaning the rest of the goop off his hands. He got back in his battle stance, "So you said that something might be underground ehh? It seems that what ever was bringing the flan to the surface was something he intended on researching (only if he didn't already know what it was) when he got back. Fire! he said, as he hurled a blast of fire at Flan 1.
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Fire: 3x5 Damage:15 Mana consumption:8 Target: Flan1
Bloody Murder N/A Berserk Swordsman N/A (1) Blades of Glory CD = 1 Blind Deference CD = 2
"Oh Gott, that's disgusting." Harriet hissed with a grimace marring her otherwise attractive face as she raised her hand against the Flan attack and was covered wrist to shoulder with slime. Although it didn't harm her too seriously, she still considered a fault on her part, and a filthy one at that.
Harriet didn't offer much in attention to the tallish blonde who'd joined the other party, already there were too many people for her to be bothered with remembering the names of, and unless they were standing between her and her opponents then they were of no importance. It was just her way, the way she'd be trained, to focus on the task at hand and ignore all else lest it prove its relevance. So far she'd learned the noisy brunette was just that, the bespectacled woman apparently held some command, and the new blonde was... snide. Clearly useful. Nicht.
She frowned when she realized she wouldn't be able to muster another special attack for a little while longer yet. Irritated, she simply yelled her frustration and swung her Claymore at the Flan that had attacked her, hoping that her anger might result in a more damaging hit. As she did though, she knew such careless emotional behavior rarely yielded positive results.
Translations: gott ~ god, nicht ~ not English translations: Non-uniform attire: duck jewels Out Of Chocobos:
Selena "The road to perfection is paved in Blood. Yours, and mine." Age: 18 | Height: 5'8" Sentinel Galbadia Garden SeeD Candidate; G 1090 Gil | HP 300 | MP 15 Weapon: Mortar (Canister Pistol) Companion: N/A *biggrinraw Magic:* *:From the Skies:* *:Valiant:* *:Hawk-eye:*
The blonde seemed to be unfazed by the threat of having to write a 2000 page report. She has run into instructors who seem to think that an annoying paper was going to stop her from speaking her mind, and this one was no different. The youngest instructor appointed seemed less impressive now. Instructors may be considered the best, but the way Selena saw it, the position was just a way to hide certain people from public eye. And that was not the way she'd ever want to live. "Very well." She answered to the threat of the report, vowing to make that report the most remarkable thing she has ever written. But now it was time to return to reality.
She turned to the second instructor, the male caster, for a brief moment before her steel blue eyes wandered over the other students. Just who was going to be who scout member? She pondered on this thought briefly before she began jogging lightly away from the group. "Gladstone, come before we lose too much daylight." her voice sounded very annoyed, and more angry then before. Like she was snapping at an annoying child. In truth she loathed scouting. She wasn't fast, and she wasn't a long distance runner. Quietly she prayed the next time they go out for another mission that she isn't used as the scout.
"The cold is not so bad." Age: 15 | Height: 5'2" Magi Trabia Cadet; SeeD Candidate ; G 1476 Gil | HP 200 | MP 25 Weapon: Fuuma Shuriken Axe (4) ; +1 Adept Companion: n/a *:Wicked Blades:* *:Stand Aside:* *:Shiver Blades:* (cd 3) *:Arcana:*
The white haired Trabian shook his head at Selfie. "I'm sure Jumar would love to hear it."(...Treating me like a child. Tch..) Dusting himself off after determining that his weapon did not sustain any damage that would hinder its use. "I see you are still so swell at making friends Selfie." He said in that way he did when you couldn't tell if he was being sincere or snide.
Azazel's attention turned to Hector at the command, looking to the girl who may be more snooty than him. She was certainly far less tactful with it, that was for sure. "Yes sir!" He turned and followed after the snooty girl, further into the station. (It's still mid morning, I doubt we are in danger of wasting daylight.)
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