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iStoleYurVamps rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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 Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2012 4:38 pm
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Feeling a bit better after having gotten rid of the ugly thing from his last excursion, Marcus was back in the haunted house, Dis in hand, looking for more monsters to try and figure out what to do about the whole weaponization thing. Recruit or capture, they just had to be strong, not to mention they had to be careful and not really let the freaks know that was the plan.
Why Caelius didn't assign the job to death was beyond him, but hopefully, the trainee wouldn't have to worry that much about him. Edith hinted that he was up for promotion and well, Marcus was looking forward to it.
Less wandering looking for monsters, he'd be able to focus on what he was good at, making sure people stayed alive.
Not that you keep yourself alive Mr. I-am-going-to-fight-horses.
Not dead yet
Yet he says.
If I die you can have my body, how about that.
What if you lack a body?
You're a weapon Dis. This doesn't really matter.
And if I get that hot bod I want all the parts Marcus. End discussion.
Walking into what he guessed was a basement, it didn't help that it was dark and the only thing lighting up the area was Dis. Welp.
Quote: Rolling a 3: ALL DAMAGE HAS NO MODIFIER (ie: you don't need to subtract -6 ) .
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Inu-Mitsu rolled 1 20-sided dice:
18
Total: 18 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2012 4:55 pm
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 1 20-sided dice:
18
Total: 18 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2012 5:06 pm
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Inu-Mitsu rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 3
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2012 5:17 pm
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 8
Total: 17 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2012 5:52 pm
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Inu-Mitsu rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 3
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2012 7:14 pm
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 5
Total: 15 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2012 7:43 pm
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Inu-Mitsu rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 5
Total: 13 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2012 8:19 pm
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 6
Total: 14 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 3:52 am
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If this guy wasn't on 'their side' then - "Who's side are you on then?" Freaks as far as he'd seen stuck together. Marcus wasn't about to forget how they had that lovely habit of swarming. Pack animals, the lot of them.
He felt his weapon leave his hand from the impact, Dis's blue light showing him where the blade had landed. Cursing he dove for it, not ready to be defenseless and with no FEAR shield. He had daggers, but they would do a fat lot of help if he was dead, and they were for making barriers, not attacking. Without Dis, he was prone. Without his weapon, he was alone.
Rolling to avoid any fruther attacks, the moon trainee, grabbed the hilt, Dis smiling in his mind.
I knew you'd get me soon enough, you can't bear not having my firm solid hilt in your hands.
Dis, less talk more fight.
Right right. Keep your eyes on the glow, and stroke true. I can use another bite.
True enough, but Marcus was more concerned with the fact that he was close to having his fear shield ripped apart. They had to end the battle or run away. Sadly, Marcus was a bit too stubborn to flee, stabbing out into the darkness. "Maybe you ought to pick a different team."
HP: 16
Damage: 14
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 12:56 pm
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 6:37 pm
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His own side apparently? Marcus had been there, done that, found it was lonely as ********. He'd prefer being on a team of +1. Still the hunter wasn't about to feel pity for a guy that didn't want anybody to have his back. The voice of the creature was fading, and Marcus felt a bit relieved. He'd managed it, thank god.
The face though was not nice. He did not like that smile full of fangs. It was down, and that was all that mattered. Sighing, he kept the blade summoned as he back away. He lacked a net, and wasn't about to take a chance. The battle was over, as was his mission.
A few words, and the demons was left for (hopefully), dead.
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