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medigel rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 8 (1-10)
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 Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 10:15 pm
It took quite a bit of effort not to start laughing before she did, and once Chel started he couldn't help but join in. The only kind of posing he imagined her doing at all were crude, entertaining things for her pleasure, not for someone else's. Maybe a few middle fingers between shots.
"I wouldn't let you do it even if there was one going around, to be honest," he told her after he had calmed down. "I don't want other people oggling you."
You know who was oggling them, though? Another one of the large undying.
MOB SUMMON  [ MOB NAME] Blighted Undying MOB HP: 20 HP Mob Autodamage: -3 damage Mob Special Ability: N/A Mob Loot: Roll 1d4 to see what you get: 1: ROLL 1d10 for loot after you roll this one. This is the card number you get. (http://halloween.thesporkedken.com/loot/card_1.png <-- REPLACE THE "1" in the .PNG with the number of the card to get the CORRECT image). Add to journal and use here 2: A potato on the minis site. Redeem it here! 3. Water Bottle on the minis site. Redeem it here! 4. N/A
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chiickadee rolled 1 10-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 10:55 pm
Chel immediately pushed herself off the hood of the car. "Like anyone with a set of eyes would ogle. Too many scars," she said with a snicker, moving towards the monsters.
If she was self-depreciating, it didn't really show in her stance. Maybe a long time ago she would have worried about such a comment, but now she didn't really need to impress a general audience. Just one.MOB SUMMON [ MOB NAME] Blighted Undying MOB HP: 20 HP Mob Autodamage: -3 damage Mob Special Ability: N/A Mob Loot: Roll 1d4 to see what you get: 1: ROLL 1d10 for loot after you roll this one. This is the card number you get. (http://halloween.thesporkedken.com/loot/card_1.png <-- REPLACE THE "1" in the .PNG with the number of the card to get the CORRECT image). Add to journal and use here 2: A potato on the minis site. Redeem it here! 3. Water Bottle on the minis site. Redeem it here! 4. N/A
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medigel rolled 2 12-sided dice:
2, 4
Total: 6 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 11:49 pm
"I oggle you plenty," he argued, bumping hips in passing as he moved ahead, sword in hand. Fighting one on one was one thing; fighting when there were two, however, was a little different.
HP: 29
DMG: 0
Boss 1 HP: 20
Boss 2 HP: 20
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chiickadee rolled 2 12-sided dice:
11, 12
Total: 23 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 11:58 pm
"Yeah but like, you don't count. F'we're makin' a calendar s'gotta appeal to everyone."
She hip-checked him in return, then ran forward to slice under the creature, relieving it of not one, but two legs. Seeing as it was a wiggling stump on the ground it should have been easy enough to cut down.
Her face lit up as she got an idea. "We'll just put YOU on the hood."
HP: 17
DMG: 17
Boss 1 HP: 3
Boss 2 HP: 20
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medigel rolled 2 12-sided dice:
12, 2
Total: 14 (2-24)
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2015 12:01 am
Easy indeed. With a wide swing, Jack cut off both of its heads to finish it off and kept moving as the second one tried to claw at him in passing.
"Slow down: since when were we the ones making the calendar?" he asked, sounding terribly amused now. In another life, to be honest, without the same pressures his family had put upon him, Jack might have pursued modelling. He certainly appreciated well tailored clothes enough.
HP: 26
DMG: 8
Boss 1 HP: DOWN
Boss 2 HP: 20
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chiickadee rolled 2 12-sided dice:
8, 5
Total: 13 (2-24)
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2015 12:05 am
"What- s'not like s'hard right? Just need a camera and a printer or some s**t?" She rolled her eyes, ducking under the fallen blighted body and taking shelter behind a car that she used as cover.
"Get Owain t'do the shooting thing," she told him, needing more cover than she was getting right now.
HP: 14
DMG: 7
Boss 1 HP: dead
Boss 2 HP: 13
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medigel rolled 2 12-sided dice:
10, 4
Total: 14 (2-24)
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2015 12:10 am
"Babe, if we end up doing any s**t involving cameras and printers, it's not going to be for public consumption," he told her with a lewd smile. "Just sayin'."
Hiking over some rubble piles, he engaged the undying head on and forced it to turn away from Chel for a while, piercing its wide mouth of a stomach with multiple slices and a handful of bullets in between. It was too difficult to stand and shoot or treat the large sword like it was just an unwieldy gun; Jack found it easier to unleash the extra projectiles as a bonus <******** you during attacks, especially up close and personal like this.
HP: 23
DMG: 8
Boss 1 HP: DOWN
Boss 2 HP: 5
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chiickadee rolled 2 12-sided dice:
3, 1
Total: 4 (2-24)
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2015 12:13 am
Chel's face actually softened momentarily; it was rare she got to see Jack so thoroughly enjoying himself without her intervention. She could tell he was having fun with the projectiles; real, actual fun.
Seeing as he was distracting the beast, she ran in as an attempt to stab it from behind. Out of it's line of sight, she thought she'd be safe.
But then it's arms ******** rotated within it's skin and she was knocked back, slammed into a car. Ow.
HP: 11
DMG: 0
Boss 1 HP: dead
Boss 2 HP: 13
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medigel rolled 2 12-sided dice:
4, 8
Total: 12 (2-24)
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2015 12:21 am
Rude. The next time Jack managed to plunge his blade into the thing, he gave it an extra twist to be spiteful until it broke apart with a death screech. Stepping through its remains, he made his way towards Chel, Owain returning to totem form with a small flash of green light.
"You alright?" He was already going for the bandages. They had gone through quite a few fights in a short time, and while their shields could recover quickly, he didn't like the odds of staying there any more.
HP: 20
DMG:
Boss 1 HP: DOWN
Boss 2 HP: 5
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chiickadee rolled 2 12-sided dice:
7, 4
Total: 11 (2-24)
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2015 12:28 am
Chel's eyes were fluttering, but she got enough of a glance in to see the giant blighted zombie hulking its form over Jack's hunched back.
"Jack-" It was enough to cause alarm to push him out of the way with one arm and summon Tenebrae for a final killshot with the other. The only residual damage was the disgusting acid spray that got all over her as the creature popped, which left Chel in a rather dampened mood.
HP: 8
DMG: 5
Boss 1 HP: dead
Boss 2 HP: dead
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medigel rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2015 12:35 am
Jack didn't react for several seconds after the creature had exploded disgusting goop on them. Then he closed his eyes. Scrunched his face. Opened his eyes again.
Well, that was embarrassing on his part.
"Good catch," he said simply before he rolled up his sleeves and tried to help clean her up. At least the goop only got all over his back, leaving the front of his shirt (mostly) clean enough to use.
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2015 12:38 am
Chel snickered, which turned into a sad little whimper as something banged around in her chest the wrong way. Ouch.
Instead of using Jack's shirt she pulled up her own, trying not to focus on the way the rough material stung her skin. "Help me get to a car yeah? Don't like bein' in the open like this."
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medigel rolled 1 4-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2015 12:39 am
"Help me to the car" became "carry bridal style to the car", apparently. Faster than doing the three legged race. The nearest one was his, and while it was a Ferrari, he opened the passenger side door and set her down without a thought about dirtying it.
"I'll get Scrappy in here and then head back to the highway," Jack said as he made to go grab the girl from the jeep.
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chiickadee rolled 2 4-sided dice:
3, 4
Total: 7 (2-8)
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2015 12:55 am
"Yeah," was all Chel could reply weakly, fumbling with the seatbelt as best she could before giving up and slumping against the seat completely. "Don't leave me," she told him somewhat urgently. For some reason, it was important.
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2015 1:19 am
He glanced at Chel's car and estimated it was too far to try pushing it, then.
"You're stuck with me," he assured her as he helped her with the seatbelt, then rounded about to the driver's side. Not even a legacy was going to change that.
After darting over to get the other human from the jeep, Jack dumped her in the backseat next to Taysia, threw seatbelts over them as well, and then hit the gas. He could see Undying poking their heads around in the rearview mirror.
The great thing about driving was that it was mostly like riding a bike: hard to forget if you had done it long enough. The two year gap had given him a few hiccups initially, but beyond avoiding pile ups and other obstacles, the ride grew smoother the more they headed out. The breath he let out seemed like it had been held in for a long time.
"This wasn't exactly what I imagined when I pictured taking you for a ride off island."
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