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Beejoux rolled 2 20-sided dice:
16, 6
Total: 22 (2-40)
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 Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2018 3:23 pm
 Deus Trainee Tournament: ROUND 3 FINALS
November Flynn vs. Gretchen Howard
Player # - Nash - Has INITIATIVE!Level Select: TOWNSRemember: - 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 10-sided dice:
9, 4
Total: 13 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2018 3:42 pm
He'd done surprisingly well the last round and the round before; now it was just a matter of keeping that streak up. This was possibly just stupid good fortune, or it was stupidity in general - either way, Nash was, at the very least, proud that he'd gotten this far in the first place.
Besides, it had to mean he was getting the hang of his stupid whip.
Gretchen was flashed a cheerful smile.
"From the truth or dare night," said Nash, unfurling the whip in a quick strike, metal segments clanking together. "My brother was talking to you and the other guy."
HP: 50 / 50
DMG: 7
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Beejoux rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 7
Total: 11 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2018 3:59 pm
Gretchen grinned back, but she wasn't certain he would have caught it, not with her jerking away from that massive whip. It still hit, biting a sizable chunk out of her shield, but Seren had been a heavy hitter as well, and it wasn't about to slow her down at all. "That's me," she confirmed, winding up with her staff before bringing it down across his shoulder. "And you're the host." She knew his name, now, though hadn't at the time. HP: 43 DMG: 5
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kuropeco rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 6
Total: 16 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2018 4:26 pm
He did manage to catch the grin - or a part of it, at least, before he hit her. Nash reeled in the whip just in time to get smacked across the shoulder by Gretchen's staff, letting out a yelp of mingled surprise and pain; he jumped backwards, trying to put more distance between them.
"That's my name, don't wear it out," Nash said dramatically. "November Nash Flynn, at your service. You gonna kick my a** today?"
It was said with a large amount of cheerful banter, Nash throwing the whip forward again.
HP: 45 / 50
DMG: 10
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Beejoux rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 2
Total: 4 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2018 4:38 pm
He was a heavy hitter as well. It certainly made for a good challenge. He introduced himself a little more formally, and then that hefty whip was snapping out at her again, damn near knocking her off her feet as it connected. Another painful bite out of her shield, and now Devika was seething, filling her partners head with a constant, furious hissing. "Well, I'm sure gunna try," she countered, chuckling. "I'm Gretchen, by the by." Try was really the optimal word, too. She did try, bringing the staff around in wide arch as she turned on her heel, but he heavy end zipped past him, ruffling his clothing, at worst. HP: 23 DMG: -
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kuropeco rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 10
Total: 18 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2018 4:52 pm
{ Beeettterrrr. }
Is that approval I hear, Cherry? Nash thought as he curled the whip back towards himself, a smug note in his own thoughts. There was a following annoyed hiss, the horseman's hoarse voice sounding like gravel as he said, { Concccccentrate, young one. }
"Gretchen's a great name," said Nash amicably, twisting away from her next swing. "I like that. You been on the island long?"
He swung his arm out then flipped it back, feeling the whip unfurl, crashing towards Gretchen with a whistle of displaced air.
HP: 45 / 50
DMG: 12
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2018 5:06 pm
Melvin sat on a broken stone fence as he watched the fight, sipping a bottled water as he looked from one opponent to the other, but lingering his attention a bit more on Nash. Every once in a while when the man turned in just the right way, he would lean his head to the side.
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Beejoux rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 8
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2018 5:10 pm
"I'm pretty fond of it as well." That damn whip hurt. Hard hitting and fast, but on top of that, it had an impressive range. She didn't want to get too close, but that was the only way she was going to connect. ( What issssss thisss? I thought you had finally improved.) It was a cold, cruel barb that sent a subtle wash of color across the woman's cheeks and had her shaking her head. Doing her best to ignore it. "Few years now, I reckon." She swung at him again, a little harder this time, a little more focused. HP: 11 DMG: 6
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kuropeco rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 5
Total: 10 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2018 5:18 pm
The whip made a metallic clinking sound as Nash coiled it back up, reveling the feel of it zipping through the air. Acheri was, on the best of days, annoyingly persistent in his attempts at keeping him focused on things he didn't want to be focused on; but there was something satisfying about the approval, even if he didn't need it.
"Oh, nice," said Nash, then let out a hiss of his own as Gretchen's staff slammed into him, sending him staggering sideways. "Ow - ******** - "
He righted himself, arm throbbing, and shook the hair out of his eyes, ombre strands falling free of his ponytail. "You from somewhere south in the states? I dunno where anything else, but that's where that accent comes from, right?"
Nash swung the whip out again, segments clicking, and caught sight of Melvin's familiar blond hair nearby, a smile tugging at Nash's lips, though he didn't turn to wave, concentrating on the fight at hand.
HP: 39 / 50
DMG: 4
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2018 5:33 pm
Seren was standing on a nearby chunk of wall, watching her erstwhile opponent, and her friend, battle each other. She leaned against a piece that was high enough for her to rest an arm on, and her eyes watched the way the two of them moved together. It was an interesting dance of battle, and very different from the one she had had with Gretchen. Finally, she yelled out "KICK a**. YA'LL BOTH TOUGH BITCHES!" After she had, she suddenly wondered if Gretchen might take that the wrong way, and hoped not... She meant it entirely in a complimentary fashion.
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Beejoux rolled 2 10-sided dice:
1, 8
Total: 9 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Jan 22, 2018 9:41 am
It wasn't even that hard this time, but it still smarted, and that more than anything else let Gretchen know she was nearly running on fumes. That and the incessant hissing if her weapon at the back of her mind. It was disappointing, but she'd managed to make it this far, and that was still an accomplishment, especially considering when she'd started this life, she'd had no idea how to handle the staff. Trying to take advantage, she took a swing at his arm, then smiled back at him. "Yessir, down in Wichita Kansas. Born and raised." HP: 7 DMG: 3
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kuropeco rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 5
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2018 5:38 pm
He tried to figure out where Which-ee-taw, Kansas was. "Is that like, in the mdidle somewhere? I don't know anything about geography in the States. Just that southerners have accents, and easterners like snow and western is like, California or something. Oh, and that Pennsylvania is huge."
The spear was glancing blow off of his arm, smacking against his funny bone. Nash danced backwards, rebalancing himself, and threw the whip forward again towards her, hearing it hiss through the air.
HP: 36 / 50
DMG: 6
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Beejoux rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 9
Total: 15 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2018 5:45 pm
Ouch. Her shield was cracking. She could feel it. "It's in the middle of Kansas. Down, kinda mid-eastern." She blinked at him, lips pursed. "South east ain't nothing for snow, and Pennsylvania ain't that big. You want big, you go to Iowa. Or Texas." She was going down, she was painfully aware of that at this point, but she didn't have to go down without a fight. So she took a few quick steps towards him, planting her foot in the grass so she could put her whole body into a swing that'd drive the end of her staff straight into his side. HP: 1 DMG: 9
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kuropeco rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 3
Total: 13 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2018 6:16 pm
Ow.
Even tired, Gretchen could pack a wallop. Nash went flying sideways, almost careening into one of the broken down buildings nearby, letting out a gasp of pain. A hand flew up to press against his ribs; if it wasn't for the shield, he was relatively sure a few would have been broken.
"Oh, I heard Texans are a bunch a rednecks," said Nash with a cheerful smile, and swung.
HP: 27 / 50
DMG: 7
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2018 3:05 pm
Gretchen chuckled. "Well some, yeah, but they aren't a-" The whip slammed into her shield, broke it, and sent the girl tumbling head over a** against the pavement with a sound 'oomph' and a a clatter of metal from her prosthetic scrapping against the ground. Devika slipped from her fingers as she blinked up at the sky, rolling about three inches away before desummoning back into the cuff along the edge of one pale ear. Well, it wasn't unexpected. "Ouch."
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