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 Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 8:55 pm
Christof, where are you? She reached out with her mind, rather than looking for him. Can you go bring out the cart in case someone runs out of ammo?
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 8:57 pm
Altair held his ground as Nuk moved towards him, grunting as he was shoved back, hefting his gun, growling and flicking his tail as the idiot skinwalker rejected him, too slow to work out why this was an awesome idea. When the lightbulb lit up in the boil's eyes, the incubus rolled his own, shaking his horns a little. He shouldered his gun and snorted as Nuk moved past him to get into position.
"Took you long enough, jacking idiot. You're a little slow, skinwalker, hm?" he sneered patronizingly. "We'll see who's crying, little b***h," he muttered under his breath, moving to stand at the proper spot. It was almost too perfect, and too easy. Like taking candy from a scareling. He couldn't help himself, though, he was far too much of a hedonist and the opportunity to shoot Nuk was far too tempting for him to resist.
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 8:59 pm
Shehk made a slight face, a 'I C WAT U DID DERE' face, one brow lifted slightly when she realized what it was Nuk was up to, just grinning and blowing the skinwalker a kiss (or at least going through the motions with the head gear), before turning, nearly running into Junko.
"Oh! Sorry about that." she chuckled, apologizing for nearly turning the two into a toppled-over-pile of sorts. She adjusted the gun at her shoulder and considered Junko's offer.
"Well, I certainly see no reason why not." she answered, grinning wide enough to show off her fangs (though her teeth weren't as sharp as Nukpana's were. He had a whole set of canines it seemed). "Might be fun. I will say I'm not too great of a shot though." she continued thoughtfully. "Barely even hit the target. So I don't know how good of practice this'll be for me."
She laughed a bit and put one arm around the other ghoul's shoulders. "Though I guess you don't have to worry about getting nailed by me."
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 9:03 pm
Glancing around briefly she waved at Junko holding up her own gun gesturing to the switch she made the same simple flick motion she had made earlier with her thumb trying to give the girl a heads up tip before turning back to Siddie.
So far the smaller ghoul was able to aim and fire just as easily. It seemed everything would be working out just fine for now. "Wait are you suggesting..." her eyebrows arched slightly in the helmet. Something had gotten into Siddie, be it when she was a bit more shy about physical contact lately, and at the same time starting to plot to take shots at another student?
"Oh you are just horrible.... I love it." She grinned patting Siddie on the helmet happily. "We might need to take a few shots from each other, make it believable before we fire on him... and don't hit Nuk."
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 9:10 pm
It was good of Sammy to help Junko. Siddie liked it when her friends got along with one another. She giggled happily, her earlier conflict not precisely forgotten, but put aside. "O~kay," she answered. "I'll try not to shoot you too hard. And I won't shoot Nuk, he's scary~"
It was a valid enough concern, as was Sammy's friendship with the skinwalker, but the predatory element firing her blood was indiscriminate. She didn't actually particularly mind right now. But Sammy had asked her not to, and she loved Sammy, so she wouldn't. This time.
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 9:24 pm
The hunchback had be hovering, wary to leave the Kelpie alone, but at the sudden command in his brain, his feet decided for him. He gave Calder an apologetic look, gesturing what he hoped was a 'wait-for-me' but he couldn't quite remember the signs and he was already reaching for the cart to quickly heave it out the door into the sunshine.
Hopefully the kelpie wouldn't cause any trouble. Or try to use any machines without a spotter.
I'm coming, Mistress! Sorry, sorry was.. was tending to- I'm here!
He was panting as he joined her, the cart not especially good on the grass but he managed to bring it to a good spot out of the way of the impending game. He straightened his armor and helmet, practically giving her a smart salute.
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 9:26 pm
After his spectacular crash landing, West stayed face down on the ground for a very long time. Long enough to miss Riley addressing him, to miss Jericho offering to help him up, to miss everyone practicing on the still targets like they had been instructed to in the first place. At least he pretended to miss them. Hopefully no one knew the difference.
It was only when Riley announced that they were pairing off to shoot at each other some more that he pushed himself into a sitting position, blinking blearily at the other students as they milled around. Where was that dog kid? He wanted to shoot at him. He wanted to shoot at him really badly.
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 9:33 pm
Damien just watched as everyone slowly started to pair up like the chummy friends they were, or at least in Nuk and Altair's situation, bitter enemies. On the upside, it would promote team morale for the upcoming battle, the downside? Demi wasn't really sure who to pair up with, it wasn't like he was buddy buddy with everyone here. He was doomed to be paired up with a gnome he was sure of it, or worse...
With Riley.He knew what his choices were, and the dog ear'd boil wasn't happy about it. More like thrilled. He couldn't suppress the grin that was shielded by the visor as he called out to the one person he knew would love to get into a gun fight with himself. "Hey Grumpy, ya wanna go for round three? I can take it easy on ya if you want." He screamed out in a taunting tone as he cajoled at West from across the field. It might have been a bit of an overkill when he crossed his arms in front of his genitals and bucked his hips forward, not once, but four times.  Scratch that, it was totally overkill. Now he had to find a way just to survive against the boil. Maybe it wasn't too late to ask about having a gnome for a partner.
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 9:37 pm
Sammy was trying to build a small bridge with Junko, she did kind of meet her on bad terms with Braum back during Crickets class, and she hadn't recalled her right away during the dance. So small steps at a time right? "Don't worry armor would work just fine ya?" She tapped her chest smiling at the light click it made. "And Nuk is more bark then bite, a friend too, so if you miss a bit, I'll smooth it over. He won't mess with you anymore then I would bother Shehk."
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 9:41 pm
Riley turned when she heard the cart coming, and her eyes tilted, pleased at his arrival. Thank you, Christof. She murmured, reaching out to pull his helmet off, rustle his hair affectionately, and then slide it back on. Stay covered, this place is going to become a war zone in a few minutes.
She checked the arsenal, and once she was confident that they had enough ammo to last them for the rest of the morning, she whistled for attention.
Whistling in your head is not a very comfortable sound. Sorry kids.
All right, if you're low on ammo I suggest you stock up now. Then, take your positions. The field is set so each target is fifty feet apart from the others. This gives you twenty five feet on each side to maneuver around in. I suggest you use that space. A lot. The less you get hit, the better you're going to feel after this day is over. I wouldn't be surprised if some of you crash N.A.P. Club later today just to lay down on something soft for a while. Try to resist. The last words were said with a touch of sarcasm.
Your goal is to shoot your partner before they shoot you. That's the same goal you will have in our real game next week, except there, you will be in a maze, and you will also be searching for the team flag. For now, we'll just work on shooting moving targets. And remember - no flying. You can hover, and if you want to use your wings to move quicker, you can - but the height limit is 15 feet. Good luck.
((Simple game is simple - Use one d20. You roll, then your partner rolls. If you roll above 15, you hit. If your partner rolls above 15, they hit. Back and forth, until someone hits. Then you start over, with the loser getting the first shot this time around.
If you don't have a partner yet, you can still be posting and picking/finding one. Just start your rolls when you do.
This game will continue until tomorrow, early afternoon, which will be the end of this RP.
If you have any questions, you are an idiot and I hate you feel free to ask.))
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 9:42 pm
Bul watched Riley pacing around and correcting all of the fail but by the time he ran out of shots he was already looking for someone to hang close with. With Riley's following announcement he shrugged and immediately thought to look for his Hungry Ghost buddy, Seiji. Made sense to partner up, of course.
((This doesn't mean hes choosen yet though x_x ))
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 9:43 pm
Christof didn't say anything on the matter, and then he suddenly gestured frantically and grabbed a cart, racing out of the room. Seeing as he didn't hear Riley, having someone just up and leave you was rather upsetting not to mention confusing. However, once he connected the dots, he knew why he had left in such a hurry. He had been called upon, and eager to please the one person he would jump into a acid vat for, the Igor was off. It was both sad and sick to see how the Igor raced to get to her, the cart bucking and jerking about in the grass as he strained to move it.
Moving to the door, Calder watched. No, he was not part of this club. Not only would it be hard to get into, but Riley was set on keeping him out. He could very well fight the issue with the student council, but it would only bring unwanted attention when all he had been hoping for was to be more discrete. In no time, Riley had targeted him, caused a scene, and made Christof upset in turn with him. The kelpie could easily foresee how future club meetings would be like, and knew that in the presence of Riley, Christof's and Calder's friendship would be strained. At some point, that delicate balance would force the Igor to put Riley as his top priority at any given time, and in that case, Calder would remain in the backseat. Duty before personal matters. The Igor motto. Then again, it probably would be Always duty, no personal matters, right? Where Riley was, Calder was rather nonexistent in the matter of work. Christof was here to work, and being here would only "distract" the igor.
Not that Calder had been here for Christof. That wasn't the reason at all. He had a mission of sorts not related to Riley or anyone else. Sadly, it didn't seem he would be accomplishing anything here. Sighing, he leaned on the door and simply watched. "What a waste. Causing such a ruckus for nothing." He'd just have to find another way.
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Blade Kuroda rolled 1 20-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 9:46 pm
Jericho awaited further instructions and when they came, he couldn't help but grin at the rules presented. Since he was allowed, he was planning on increasing his mobility as much as possible. So, giving Aksaja a quick nod, he moved on to the other side of the field.
Then, quickly turning around, he flapped his wings to start dashing to the side as he fired a few rounds at the other dragon.
However, it seemed he was moving too fast to be able to aim properly so all his shots went wide.
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Tamawolien rolled 1 20-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 9:46 pm
Wait, so in this case 'partners' meant 'shoot at each other'? Well, okay then, that worked! And it was kinda great at this point that he had picked Jericho since they both had wings. Aksaja was pretty sure they'd 'forget' that height limit fairly soon.
Though for now he'd be good. Turning quickly, he aimed his gun at the red dragon and fired off a shot . . . just as Jericho fired at him.
But it seemed that they both missed horribly. Damn! Time to try again . . .
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Eight rolled 1 20-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 9:50 pm
Junko blinked and looked down at the gun as Sammy came over to help her, smiling gratefully toward the ghoul. "Thank you!" She then turned back to Shehk with a little laugh. "I'm not much better! I can't get my gun to fi--" POW! Junko got herself right in the face with that one. She had been fiddling with it to try to get it to shoot when it seemed that with the safety unlocked it meant the gun was just...able to be fired all the time! Now she was very glad Riley had put her helmet on her. Junko squeaked and stumbled, wiping at the green paint that was now all over her visor. Augh! Well...great! She got her gun working!
Riley began explaining the rules and Junko hummed. Sounded...simple enough. She looked down at her gun and then Shehk again. Shoot or be shot. Okay! That sounded like a good plan. "Alright! So I guess we just..run now?" Not that Junko was any good at running but she did start jogging away. She then turned and did her best attempt at aiming at Shehk...
It would seem that when one turns while running? They should stop running. Junko's heel caught in the dirt and she fell flat on her butt, firing the gun but sending the paintball into the air.
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