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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 7:24 am
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He really doesn't care if he's allowed on campus or not, being neither a student nor a staff; after all, he was a ToTer, and they don't usually care. Which was why he was kicking gnomes while exploring his old school. Dressed in a wife beater and jeans, a hooded cape pulled down over his eyes, he looked a little like a "suspicious figure"; the school hadn't changed much, although it had been many, many Octobers since he was a student here.
Heh, then again, some things never change.
Making his way to the gym, he begun to explore; maybe it was because the trials were recently over, but the gym was fairly quiet. Sure, there were still students sparring and training on the dummies, but it was quiet... A lot quieter than when he was a student and brawling was the only way of doing things. The good old days.
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 7:42 am
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To compare the ghoul to a honey badger at that moment would not be an unfair comparison. Dressed in yoga pants and a tank top with her hair in a loose pony tail, Gene obviously did not care about how she looked, or who was watching. She simply knew that she had rage, frustration, sadness, and confusion all welled up inside her and that they were begging to get out. So she was letting them loose, rather poorly one would have to add, on a punching bag. Her punches hardly moved the bag, and when she tried to kick she'd land on her bum. Still, she really didn't care.
Until she saw one of the infamous Trick or Treaters casually stroll in, looking ready for a fight. If she remembered correctly, his name was Rage and he had a penchant for punching things. Lots of things.
All the things.
And since he knew how to punch all the things, maybe he'd help her punch some of the things. Yes, that logic made sense. With that in mind, the ghoul floated over to Rage.
"Sir...could you teach me how to punch?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 8:05 am
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 10:50 am
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Dragain rolled 2 12-sided dice:
2, 1
Total: 3 (2-24)
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Carhop Cavalier rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 6
Total: 10 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 1:45 pm
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Dragain rolled 2 12-sided dice:
8, 7
Total: 15 (2-24)
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2012 7:10 am
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Or maybe he just allowed you to hit him. Who knows...?
Eh, who's kidding who. He does.
When Gene's punch landed, he didn't even flinch - just smiled a little... Which was a little creepy, considering how his default expression was normally something closer to something from a rage face meme. He pinched the fabric of the wife beater between two fingers and rubbed it, letting out a low grunt before looking up to face Gene, "I almost felt something there. Almost." That was the keyword apparently, "However, you have to mean it. You have to really want to punch the jacking moonlight out of a person. You want to punch their jacking teeth out. YOU WANT TO SEND THEM TO THE JACKING HUMAN WORLD WITH YOUR PUNCH." He sounded agitated as he said the last sentence, his face going a little red from all the rage.
Spitting into his palm, he balled his hand into a fist and sneered, "Now, I ain't afraid of hitting no ghoul. You best be bracing yourself, honey." With that as the only warning, he drew his arm back, and punched Gene right in her face with a loud "BO-YAH!"
Yeah, right in her pretty little face.
HP: 144 Damage: 9
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Carhop Cavalier rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 6
Total: 8 (2-12)
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 2:34 pm
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Gene expected instant retaliation; not a smirk and a taunt. Gene expected him to go easy on her; not a sucker punch to the face. And she certainly didn’t expect to be on the floor, trying to stem a nosebleed. All of these unmet expectations, coupled with the shock of getting punched in the face, resulted in one thing: rage. Long gone were confusion, sadness, desperation, and hollowness; it was only rage that now preoccupied her mind, filled her body. She was going to rage on Rage so hard, he would be crying for his mummy.
The ghoul sprang back up and aimed a punch at the Trick or Treater’s face, but only managed to clip his chin before she was on the other side of him, hands held in position to punch again once the opportunity arose.
”Alright jerk, come get some!”
HP: 21/30 Damage: 2
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Dragain rolled 2 12-sided dice:
4, 1
Total: 5 (2-24)
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Carhop Cavalier rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 2
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 12:50 pm
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Dragain rolled 2 12-sided dice:
4, 7
Total: 11 (2-24)
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2012 7:06 am
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Rage almost smiled at the display of raw emotions, but somehow managed to stop himself from doing so, "Yes, let it all out. See, some people say that you either control your emotions, or they control you, right?" He raised a finger and shook it, "Not entirely. Sometimes you just have to let your emotions take over and BOOM. LET IT FLOWWWWW!"
He took a quick step forward, phrasing out briefly to appear directly in front of the ghoul, putting his thumb and forefinger together to form an 'o' before raising it to her forehead, "Why don't you show me your Fear, huh?" He smirked, and flicked her on the forehead to show how much he was just toying around with her.
"Come on, little fly," He attempted to shove her away rather forcefully.
HP: 142 Damage: 5
[I AM SO SORRY FOR THE SLOW/DELAY! ;; I just returned from China a day ago.]
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Carhop Cavalier rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2012 6:12 am
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"STOP CALLING ME A FLY!" A very red anger surged inside the ghoul's stomach, consuming her thoughts and emotions. No more self-pity, no more crying. Only anger, and the desire to shove the man's words back into his filthy mouth.
Once she had stabilized herself after being pushed away, Gene locked eyes with her fellow ghost, the red of her anger tinting her sight. Clenching her fists and taking in a long breath, her body began to shift. She'd seen Rage with a certain ghoul before, one who loved the color pink and seemed to live off of glitter. She knew they were romantically involved, somewhat, and that she was her opponent's weak spot. More and more of her body shifted, becoming more petite, hair growing curly. Tone was added to her skin and eyes, followed by color. Finally, her outfit changed into a bright pink kimono.
She was Desu, and she now had power.
Opening her mouth to say something, her words were cut short by first a trickle, then a full river of blood mixed with vomit. DesuGene fell face first into the pile of gunk, ceasing all movement. Her body stiffened, went completely rigid, and began to take on the visage of stone.
She smirked mentally, knowing that she had achieved a certain matter of shock factor.
((HP:16/30 Damage: 0 FEAR Effect: Rage is paralyzed for one turn.))
Dragain Its cool, I was on a long trip too. xD;
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Carhop Cavalier rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 1
Total: 7 (2-12)
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