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kuropeco rolled 2 20-sided dice:
14, 16
Total: 30 (2-40)
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 Posted: Tue Apr 30, 2019 9:48 am
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endejester generated a random number between
1 and 16 ...
12!
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Posted: Tue Apr 30, 2019 9:51 am
Why do I keep double posting??? dang it
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Posted: Tue Apr 30, 2019 9:59 am
“You’ve done well Aurostibite. It feels like just yesterday you were joining us.” Zinkenite said as he shifted into a fighting stance. His weapons when he used them were more for ranged combat, but for an opener, he intended to start a little more hands on. “I appreciate you asking me to participate, it’s good for us to challenge ourselves. Though, I imagine we may cause something of a stir, seeing as I didn’t see many sovereign’s on the sign up lists.” He swung, left-handed and driving his fist in and upwards towards the General’s center of mass.
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kuropeco rolled 1 12-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-12)
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Posted: Tue Apr 30, 2019 10:14 am
HP: 30 / 40
DMG: 7
He was pleased with the fact that Zinkenite had agreed to them fighting again, because it had felt like a long time since Aurostibite had gotten the chance to spar against the General King. Nearly eight years had passed since their first meeting, and while Zinkenite had been away for quite some time, the respect and admiration for his former General had not dissipated at all.
"Thank you," said Aurostibite now, feeling a small wellspring of pride growing in his chest. "And now, look at where we are."
Eight years, a wife, and a child on the way, as well as a team of his own recruits and his rising dedication to the Intelligence Branch of the Negaverse. Aurostibite saw Zinkenite's fist come swinging towards him and didn't manage to dodge fast enough, the blow crashing into his chest and sending him staggering back with a gasp.
"I believe most thought it would be an imbalance," he managed to get out, gasping a little, but there was a sense of burning satisfaction rising in his veins nonetheless. "But I'm pleased that you accepted my offer, I thought it would be, as you said, a good way to challenge ourselves."
He hadn't summoned his weapons yet, Aurostibite diving forward with a punch of his own aimed at Zinkenite's side.
"And because it's nice to see how far we've both come."
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endejester generated a random number between
1 and 16 ...
5!
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Posted: Tue Apr 30, 2019 10:37 am
HP: 43/50 DMG: 3“Well, I am a little out of practice.” He admitted before letting out a ‘ooph’ of impact as a counter strike landed home. He gave a nod of appreciation even as he swung an arm out to brush the offending strike away and sliding back. “An Excellent strike. I’ll admit I hope not to leave this with a reintroduction to broken ribs I admit.” The smile could not be seen but the sound of it was never the less in his voice. “I am working on catching up, perhaps I shall request a briefing from you later, to see your perspective on things.”
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kuropeco rolled 1 12-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-12)
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Posted: Tue Apr 30, 2019 11:08 am
HP: 27 / 40
DMG: ZIP
It was rare that Aurostibite smiled, and said smiles were usually reserved for his wife - but Zinkenite's approval and his willingness to participate without holding back was enough to make the edges of Aurostibite's lips curve upwards.
"Out of practice, but still you manage to pack a punch," he said, and felt Zinkenite's arm connect with his own, pushing his attempt at another blow awry. Aurostibite pivoted around on one foot, swinging out with a fist to try and catch the General-King across the chest if he could.
"I'm happy to meet with you anytime," he said, and felt the exhilarating rush of battle sweeping through him, the adrenaline rush of a good fight beginning to burn in his veins. "I have a lot to speak with you about."
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endejester generated a random number between
1 and 16 ...
4!
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Posted: Tue Apr 30, 2019 11:11 am
HP: 43 / 50 DMG: 2“At times perhaps.” He acceded. “But better I think at trying to avoid damage than doing it. I’ve more practice at that, and to be fair, I think It’s clear that I have hardly mastered the art of avoiding it either.” Perhaps it was to make a point that he raised the metal hand to block the next attempted punch, He hissed through his teeth to absorb the impact but then swept back again preparing.
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Posted: Tue Apr 30, 2019 11:18 am
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kuropeco rolled 1 12-sided dice:
11
Total: 11 (1-12)
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Posted: Tue Apr 30, 2019 11:35 am
HP: 25 / 40
DMG: 9
"Well, even after many years I find avoiding damage to be next to impossible," Aurostibite said reasonably. "But it's true that you have more practice in all senses of both dealing and blocking damage."
There was a clink of metal as Aurostibite's fist came into contact with Zinkenite's hand, a sharp pain ringing back up through his wrist. He took several steps back in surprise, the cape fluttering around his shoulders, Aurostibite lifting his other hand to rub at his gloved fingers.
"Something new?" he asked, as he lifted his fingers and dragged both of his blades from Negaspace, hands wrapping around the handles. Aurostibite dived forward, swinging the right one in a horizontal arch towards Zinkenite's front, feet skidding on the ground.
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endejester generated a random number between
1 and 16 ...
16!
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Posted: Tue Apr 30, 2019 11:47 am
HP: 34 / 50 DMG: 14“New enough. I have a few… surprises.” He said and then grunted sliding back a half step after taking the brunt of the impact from the new punch. “I’ll admit, they are still something I’m getting accustomed to.” He slammed his own fist forward again aiming for the joint of the shoulder. “This is an excellent opportunity both to boost morale, I hope, and for me to grow better accustomed to them in more serious combat.”
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Posted: Tue Apr 30, 2019 11:55 am
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kuropeco rolled 1 12-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-12)
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Posted: Tue Apr 30, 2019 12:42 pm
HP: 11 / 40
DMG: 6
"Surprises?" Aurostibite said, with another glance at Zinkenite's arm. He couldn't see much just from the gloves, but he had definitely felt something metallic; something that had cracked against his fingers in a way that was certainly not just regular skin and bones.
He swung one of his blades up to try and block Zinkenite's next hit, but was too slow. The General-King's fist cracked into his shoulder and sent him reeling backwards, pain spiraling instantly up and down Aurostibite's arm. He let out a gasp, staggering, and nearly dropped one of his blades in the process, gripping the metal handle hard against the feel of it.
"Well, you're - " Aurostibite dragged in a breath. " - clearly getting used to them well, I think."
He swung one of the scalloped edged weapons towards the other, aiming for a low cut to one of Zinkenite's legs.
"But yes, I'm sure seeing you fight is particularly exciting," Aurostibite added, flashing a smile up at the other.
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endejester generated a random number between
1 and 16 ...
9!
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Posted: Tue Apr 30, 2019 12:45 pm
HP: 28 / 50 DMG: 7He uncurled his right hand, a slow wave of the fingers there showed metal where the fingers cut away. “Mauvian technology is more clever than I realized, and I’m grateful for that.” He attempted to dodge back, a hitch in his step and the blade sliced through coat and trouser alike to be greeted with a hiss of pain and a painting of blood on that scalloped edge. “Very nice blade General.” He moved forward trying to get inside the long weapons, the better to make them a challenge to use and scraped boot down shin, driving downwards to Aurostibite’s booted foot.
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Posted: Tue Apr 30, 2019 12:57 pm
Maverick didn't have much to do with his person gone except be a cat--but it was so hard to just be a cat when the world was suddenly cast in such clarity, to be so curious and fascinating and made new with understanding. He'd been given caretakers, of course, but he was more clever by far, and it was just a matter of sneaking out of a window and dashing down a street, setting up a decoy made out of marbles and string that look vaguely cat-shaped under the couch.
Maverick had no masters except his person, and when she was away, the cat would play.
He'd been skulking around Negaspace when he felt the signature of a sovereign, and it drew him to a ring and bright lights and officers, so many officers, more than he'd ever seen. But the only one that mattered was already front and center in the ring, so the fluffy Siberian wiggled his way closer, climbing up on a chair to get a better look.
"That's my General-King!" Maverick piped up, his ears forward and his tail flickering. "Show 'em how it's done, sir!"
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Posted: Tue Apr 30, 2019 2:25 pm
Tiberius was in it for the chicks. And by that, he was in it to watch how the Mautech arm worked out in battle, since he and his cohorts had been working on the damned things for a while. It wasn't his work per se, but...still.
When he made something so fun, it was going to be better, that was for sure!
"DESTROY HIM, RIP HIS HEAD OFF! IT'LL GROW BACK! OR WE'LL MAKE IT!" Aurostibite didn't stand a chance against a General Sovereign, Tiberius knew who to cheer for.
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