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 Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2017 10:39 pm
"You can't leave." "You can't leave. You can't live." "I'm all there is now." Sen Shi stood, blocking the way, holding her bow. She wasn't going to let this other version of herself leave. She was wasn't going to let some Hunter form of herself exist. It was wrong. It was gross. It had to be killed. She would win. OOC: Versus Sen Shi gaia_star [ HP]: 40/40 for Y3 Students, Y3 Hunters/ Y2 Horsemen for whatever THEIR AU SELF WAS ))
AUTO DAMAGE -6 PER TURN for FINAL STAGE Students, Horsemen, Hunters,
SPECIAL EFFECT: If your attack misses, the boss does DOUBLE DAMAGE TO YOU
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Grifferie rolled 6 12-sided dice:
7, 5, 12, 12, 10, 3
Total: 49 (6-72)
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2017 10:48 pm
Sherry didn't like this. This wasn't fun. This was creepy and a little scary. Or a lot scary and twice as creepy. That horseman looked just like her - it was her, wasn't it, somehow? It also looked pissed.
"No," Sherry said. "I'm leaving. I don't care what you do - I'm not staying here." She couldn't.
"No," her horsemen voice answered. Gah that was creepy, hearing her own voice from someone else's lips. "You will die." The horseman raised her bow and pointed an arrow in her direction.
Sherry wasn't even phased. This was going to be a fight, she'd known that. So she sprang forward, summoning Armagnac. Get in close and keep it close, and the bow would be half as useful as a weapon.
The arrow hit first, grazing her shield. Her own blow followed moments later, from up high. The horseman version of herself retaliated with a blow from the bow - Sherry winced. She didn't give ground, though. She stayed in close, pulling Armagnac in for a short stab. One that hit home. Her other self cried out in pain and smacked at Sherry again.
Sherry drove the back end of her glaive into the shoulder of the other her.
Sherry HP: 47/65
Damage to Sherry: 18
Sen Shi HP: 9/40
Damage to Sen Shi: 31
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Grifferie rolled 2 12-sided dice:
9, 9
Total: 18 (2-24)
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2017 10:57 pm
Her other self answered by scrambling away enough to fire another arrow. It hit, and Sherry flinched. She'd never quite get used to that. Still, she was intent on keeping the ground between them minimal. She chased herself - her horseman self - and pushed Armagnac forward.
And that was it. Sherry watched as the horseman who wore her face fell.
Yeah. This was pretty damn unsettling.
Sherry HP: 41/65
Damage to Sherry: 6
Sen Shi HP: dead/40
Damage to Sen Shi: 12
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