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prolixity rolled 1 8-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-8)
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 Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2015 2:09 pm
Of course it was safer in groups. The danger from the zombies was undoubtedly worse than the danger from their allies, Jordan thought.
Shu's HP: 17 +8 = 25
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prolixity rolled 1 8-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2015 2:11 pm
He couldn't afford to stop and rest now, even if tiredness was putting him on edge. This was enough of a rest. Anyway, they'd have to decontaminate before going home.
Home, he thought, and found the thought nebulous and infused with a kind of weary discomfort.
Shu's HP: 25 +3 = 28
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prolixity rolled 1 8-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2015 2:13 pm
Home was a concept loaded down with all kinds of complex fears and hurts, and Jordan had thought for a while that maybe he could make a home and be happy, but maybe, after all, that was just another pipe dream. The line of his lips thinned as he adjusted a loop of bandage.
Shu's HP: 28 +6 = 34
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prolixity rolled 1 8-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2015 2:17 pm
Jordan kept seeing flickers of motion out of the corners of his eyes, and it was weirdly distracting. It wasn't making him jump, but it was definitely making him edgy. He had the distinct feeling that the others would think it was funny, if he let it show that he was getting edgy about what was or wasn't going on out there. He had to keep that quiet.
Shu's HP: 34 +6 = 40
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2015 2:20 pm
ANNOUNCEMENTS
The merry little jingle went out across the mall.
"Awright mates." Rep said, without a trace of his old positivity, sounding deeply concerned. "This s**t has started ******** affecting us. Er. You. It doesn't... it whatever. You are all in danger. There's no known cure, I think pressing the shield to critical can help but I just don't ******** know, it changes all the time. The civs at this point are a ******** style="text-decoration: underline"> liability, they need to be brought here if they aren't being given an antidote that YOU PERSONALLY HAVE. If you are just hoarding them out of the ******** GOODNESS OF YOUR HEART or keeping them away from crazy ******** Rep then the potential deaths that result can be on your ******** head, the heads of your companions and your permanent work record. I'm not ******** around any longer.
If you are a ******** civilian yourself GET TO THE RINK or DIE TRYING. These are your choices.
It's moving. The THING is moving. It's waking up. You want to be alive and ******** SANE when it gets here. Be vigilant, be ruthless, keep the goddamn camp up. Text me if you see anything ******** major, if any major floor collapses happen TELL ME so I can tell everyone else. This is ******** game face mode, if anyone is out of the ordinary BE CAUTIOUS. "
And then it closed.
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2015 2:25 pm
The creature in question was already gone, and Otto felt maybe they'd dodged a bullet. It had run away, but it was gone from the base. At least. Unsettled by the fact Rep could see them all and had made mention of both himself and Sasha, and that somewhere nearby was Cami and Maebe, Otto got antsy. And then another ******** s**t... Wish I called in sick." Otto groaned. He didn't know what to do. Or rather, he didn't want to decide what to do. He didn't want to be here. What thing was moving? Were hunters turning into zombies? What was his priority here? He sighed. "Wanna go monster hunting?" He asked Sasha in grave surrender. "Maybe at least keep Rep posted on where it is. Whatever IT is."
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Saliru rolled 8 4-sided dice:
1, 3, 2, 1, 3, 2, 1, 3
Total: 16 (8-32)
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2015 2:30 pm
Al sucks so much that he can't even heal himself with the weapon in his hand. Nuru glowed uselessly as the man continued to run until the creature cornered him. He braced against the attach, feeling sharp blades acutely through his razor thin shield. It sought nothing less than his flesh.
HP - 1/50
DMG - 5
TAR - Speedy type - HP 21/60 - AUTO 6
CRG - 0/3 - 1/2 used
BUFF - Death Intermediate: -2 from damage modifier 6/15 + Flashlight
Melee weapon: Double damage against ARMOURED type.
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prolixity rolled 1 8-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2015 2:30 pm
"s**t," Jordan muttered, pausing to listen to the announcement. "People are getting affected too? What are the signs?" He shook his head and resumed. Out of the ordinary? What did that mean?
Rep had said he was immune, but he'd also said that it kept changing. He'd been covered in blood, black blood and red blood. What if ... no. Harrison wouldn't let that happen, not without a fight.
Shu's HP: 40 +5 = 45
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prolixity rolled 1 8-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2015 2:32 pm
Jordan tucked the end of the bandage in and watched the runes on its surface light and then fade; he could almost feel the cool sensation of the healing Fear sinking in himself. "There you go," he said, and sat down on the next cot over, rubbing one eye. The lights couldn't be fading, as he'd wondered before. They were too bright. He should see if Ro needed help with his bandages. Actually, he thought, he needed a hand himself, and why hadn't anyone come to help him? No. He could trust his friends. Couldn't he? The team he'd joined, almost accidentally, was composed of people he trusted, and the ice rink was being supervised by Harrison and Rep; he shouldn't have any misgivings about whether they were genuinely on his side. Of course they were. Shu's HP: 45 +5 = 50 Meegane ok there u go two healed characters <3
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2015 2:46 pm
Her umbrella wasn't protection against sound, only water. She heard his voice like a cold stab to her heart, and tilted the umbrella to the side to look at him. Them, really. He stood there with Sasha, and by the looks of it she was trying to sink her stolen claws into his skin. She heard his voice, unsure and almost scared, in her head, telling her how easily defined he was by others. Her eyes widened slightly, before narrowing with suspicion. "You missed the party." She called out to them both, shifting to stand up with her umbrella pressed against her shoulder. "Sorry. Me and Cami were too much for it to handle." pinchmonster where's that mistake video
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MoonKitsune rolled 1 10-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-10)
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2015 2:55 pm
RESUMMON! IS IT THAT HARD TO REMEMBER?! You can remember a list of runics but you can't even remember that you can just summon me back?!
I FORGOT! He screamed back at her, pressing a hand to head to somehow ease the migraine her pitched voice was creating.
Reaching up, he rubbed his glasses and found them no better or worse from the attempt. "Why did my genetics gift me with bad eyesight?"
Why did I not have some insight in who I was picking for a hunter.
Glad we're both happy here.
He paused, noticing something blurry in the dark. "Oh great.HP: 42/50 CHG: 0/3 Buff: + 3 runics Quote: SPEEDY BOSS HP: 60 AUTODMG: 6
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2015 2:57 pm
Kostya pulled his hood up as soon as the sprinklers started , observing the carnage from above. The creature assaulting the barricade had ceased, for now, which bought him some time. But to do what?Infinite choices were laid out before him: escort civilians, rebuild the barricade, take out zombies. And none of them gave him a pull. No imperative, just a lump of damp in the dark, Syntax glowing red and blue, illuminating the pillar on which he still crouched. The announcements carried on and on and on, and for the first time, Kostya truly listened to what Rep was saying. It had taken him this long to grasp that civilians were, perhaps, not being led to safety. That their fate was an unfortunate one, cut short due to the exposure. Was it fair? That their lives would be cut short, if they were an inevitable risk to others? Was it a guarantee, that they were? A million thoughts flew through his mind, as if pandora's box had finally opened. Kostya wasn't sure, yet, how he felt. But he had questions, which was different. He wanted to know, to better decide. (But what choice was there, if their conversion was inevitable? They couldn't be let back into the world, not if there was a risk--) baneful To: W. Reid How many antidote are available? kostya hp 31 fear ss2 remain, gc3 remain buffs: -2 damage modifier, 4/15 uses spitter = no auto dmg merlin awaits: 1. +10 dmg 2. +20 dmg 3. passed out
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2015 3:00 pm
lurks beneath From: Rep To: Kostya Any that people have from the last time we ran into this infection. Beyond that, classified but I can say certainly not infinite by any means if you get my meaning.
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2015 3:01 pm
Sasha very pointedly ignored Maebe; instead, her focus was on Otto. Sasha did not do anything in half-measures; her attention was almost a tangible thing, intense and ugly. The dark-haired huntress slipped her hand up Otto's arm to idly rest at the nape of his neck, nails scraping along the scar there before she buried her fingers into his shaggy, silky hair. Her voice, low and wicked, was loud enough for Maebe to hear. "Monster hunting sounds fantastic, darling. Shall we?" Finally Sasha's eyes met Maebe's. She offered the other woman a terrible smile.
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Saliru rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 2
Total: 9 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2015 3:03 pm
So close and yet so far. Al saw the light of the camp ahead, but that creature was hot on his heels and ready to chase him down like a ******** lion. Al was a zebra, one that strayed from the herd without even thinking. Alas this is what lions do with stragglers. The creature leapt up in the air and landed right on top of Al. He kicked and yelped and thrashed at anything he could reach with Nuru. The scythe like blades digging in around his throat, pressing past his fear shield which finally collapsed. He felt something cold and sharp slit across skin through his scarves and add to the blood stain collection.
The creature shrieked.
That was the last Al remembered before winding up back at camp, still covered in his supplies, those poor assholes who saved his a**.
HP - Below 0/50
DMG - 3
TAR - Speedy type - HP 18/60 - AUTO 6
CRG - 0/3 - 1/2 used
BUFF - Death Intermediate: -2 from damage modifier 6/15 + Flashlight
Melee weapon: Double damage against ARMOURED type.
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