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iloveyouDIE rolled 2 20-sided dice:
7, 17
Total: 24 (2-40)
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 Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 7:42 pm
   Deus Hunter Tournament: SEMI-FINALS
Robert v. Gale
GALE HAS INITIATIVE!Level Select: Mud Pit
** PLEASE NOTE THE WEATHER CONDITIONS!**
**The rain has stopped but the sky is dark and foreboding. The winds are strong. DUN DUN DUUUUNNNNN**  Remember: - No artifacts, runics or charge attacks! - The battle lasts 48 OOC hours (based on first attack within 24 hours of thread creation) IE: I make the thread at 8am, player 1 posts at 8pm... thread ends 48 hours from 8pm. - I have rolled initiative FOR YOU! - Have fun!
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kuropeco rolled 2 12-sided dice:
10, 10
Total: 20 (2-24)
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 7:59 pm
It was muddy and gross and disgusting, but at least it wasn't raining.
Yet.
Gale stood at one end of the mud pit and decided that this was all Bix's fault. He poked a toe into the disgusting mess, gave a little sigh, and swung the rifle around, leveling a look at Robert from across the field.
"Well. This oughta be interesting."
And without further ado, Gale shot Robert in the stomach.
HP: 60 / 60
DMG: 14
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Nio Love rolled 2 12-sided dice:
3, 2
Total: 5 (2-24)
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 8:03 pm
Robert jogged into the muddy pit, splishsplashing the entire way, and waved from a distance as he caught the sight of Gale and his gun. He hadn't even realized the fight started yet, he was just running, attempting to come within fighting range, and say hello-
The fire landed straight on his stomach, and his shield took a mighty hit as it sent him flying back into the air just to land on his a** in the mud.
"...THIS IS WHY GUNS SUCK." He screamed, slamming his hands into the mud in a hissy fit.
HP: 46
Damage: 0
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kuropeco rolled 2 12-sided dice:
3, 8
Total: 11 (2-24)
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 8:09 pm
He'd never fought Robert before, had rarely even talked to him, but he seemed a decent sort of guy anyway. Loud and sometimes a little uncouth, and sometimes he didn't really make any sense, but a decent guy all the same.
So Gale felt a little bad that he'd just shot him.
A little.
Well, it wasn't like it was permanent damage or anything.
Gale gave him a small smile. "Guns are sorta my specialty," he said lightly, and shot him again, though this time it was a smaller blow, to the arm.
HP: 60 / 60
DMG: 5
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Nio Love rolled 2 12-sided dice:
3, 6
Total: 9 (2-24)
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 8:10 pm
Robert got back up just in time to get another shot knock his arm back, and he growled, pulling himself closer to Gale with lumbering, angry steps. "Yeah, well my specialty is gonna be stabbin' your face any second now." He brought Jezebel up, let her slide down his arm, and knocked Gale - or at least attempted to do so. The blade barely reached him, continuing its trajectory all the way across with its pathetic slice.
His specialty was not stabbing anything, right now.
HP: 41
Damage: 3
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 8:12 pm
Spectator
Despite the rain having gone away, Stormy had chosen to retrieve an umbrella in the interim between fights anyway. Between that and her rain coat, she was more than prepped to stand in the awful weather and watch Gale's fight--although full ranked ones didn't seem to last all that long. In that time she had also collected herself and pieced everything back together; no cracking, no silly silences. Time to be normal for a bit.
Clamping the umbrella under her arm, she cupped her mouth and took a deep breath to shout. "Hey, Gale! If you win, I'll give you a nice big kiss in front of everyone!"
That was great motivation, right?
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 8:14 pm
Spectator
Somewhere off on the sidelines, Ryan was there chuckling.
"Your in trouble Robert. There are no cars around here." He called. Teasing the life hunter.
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kuropeco rolled 2 12-sided dice:
4, 2
Total: 6 (2-24)
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 8:19 pm
He may or may not have been a might intimidated by Robert, who was a good several inches taller than he was (almost a foot, if he was guessing), and he made a pretty scary picture, stomping towards him with that giant...whatever it was. Gale took a step backwards automatically, lifting the rifle to parry Robert's swing off to the side so that it glanced off of his arm, rather than his chest.
"I believe that, actually," said Gale, and then heard a familiar voice shouting at him from the sidelines.
His face flushed a deep red and he almost dropped the rifle.
HP: 57 / 60
DMG: ....
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Nio Love rolled 2 12-sided dice:
2, 1
Total: 3 (2-24)
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 8:21 pm
Robert flushed too, but for completely different reasons. "SHUT UP RYAN OH MY GOD." He whine-screamed, turning to the stands. He was never going to get away from that one, was he..
Turning back to try and swipe Gale - and hitting dead air a foot above him out of misjudgement, he gave him a low whistle. "Dude, you've got someone offering you make outs to win this? You better ********' win."
HP: 41
Damage: putting robert and gale together was a
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 8:28 pm
Spectating
Oh . . .well maybe that was a bit too forward, even for a tease . . . "I-I mean, only if you want to though!" Stormy added hastily, glad she could hide her own blush behind the raincoat's hood. Crap don't break his concentration crap crap.
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kuropeco rolled 2 12-sided dice:
12, 9
Total: 21 (2-24)
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 8:28 pm
Gale had no idea what Ryan was talking about, but he gave him a suspicious look anyway - and then promptly ducked as Robert's weapon came swinging over his head. Robert was so tall, after all.
"She's my girlfriend," Gale said primly, as though this explained everything, and shot Robert in the foot this time.
HP: 57 / 60
DMG: ....15
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 8:28 pm
Spectator
The laughter only grew at Robert's response. Watching battles, especially this one, was so much more fun than fighting in them.
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 8:46 pm
[spectator]
The rain had done no favors for this arena, Mimsy noted, finding herself pleased with the functional quality of the terrible rainboots for the first time since she started wearing them. They made fantastically awful noises as she shifted from one foot to another, arms folded, watching silently.
Her silence probably would have lasted the duration of their 'battle', had one of the other spectators not called out to the opponent. Interesting tactic for encouragement - which would have been written off, had it not appeared to work.
And if it was effective, she was not going to let herself appear ineffective with her training regimen. She wrinkled her nose at the thought.
"Robert," she called, careful, calculated, just loud enough for him to hear, and nothing in excess. "If you defeat him, I will give you as many kisses as you want, anywhere you want."
She only partially understood the implications of what she'd said, but she felt certain that it was superior to the other offer. Superior was a very good feeling, even if the events of the day had almost threatened to disrupt it.
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Nio Love rolled 2 12-sided dice:
9, 4
Total: 13 (2-24)
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 8:47 pm
Aww, Gale had a girlfriend! Robert couldn't help himself; his expression squished up like a proud father, finding the mere idea so adorable it was plain on his goofy face. He wanted to let Gale win, just so that girlfriend of his could be proud. That would have been the right thing to do.
A counter offer appeared, turning Robert so red that the color borderlined on blue in the face. His eyes were big, round, and unblinking. That was - not - expected -
His grip on Jezebel tightened, and he tugged on his lower lip with his teeth, before a flurry of whirling slices battered the young man in front of him. And while he might have thought it was the right thing to let Gale win, it was clear that he had no regrets about being in the wrong, anymore.
HP: 26
Damage: 7
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 8:49 pm
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