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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 12:36 pm
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 12:53 pm
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iloveyouDIE rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 1:04 pm
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Bittiface rolled 1 20-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 1:13 pm
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iloveyouDIE rolled 1 20-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 1:24 pm
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 1:29 pm
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iloveyouDIE rolled 2 10-sided dice:
3, 3
Total: 6 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 7:11 pm
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Bittiface rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 2
Total: 11 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 7:25 pm
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iloveyouDIE rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 6
Total: 10 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 7:28 pm
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Bittiface rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 3
Total: 7 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 7:38 pm
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iloveyouDIE rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 7
Total: 17 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 7:40 pm
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Bittiface rolled 2 10-sided dice:
3, 5
Total: 8 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 7:56 pm
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iloveyouDIE rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 5
Total: 14 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 8:05 pm
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Bittiface rolled 10 12-sided dice:
2, 4, 6, 9, 10, 11, 6, 4, 7, 1
Total: 60 (10-120)
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 8:22 pm
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HP: -6 Fear Attack: Gambler's Chance: Damage: Miss Damage to self: 9
Of course it was a nice shot. Mot was a Jack damn cowboy!
The reaper, was getting ready to take aim again as Bix made a retreat. However, he was soon fired on rapidly, each arrow sticking to him. Stinging and searing through his flesh. The reaper gritted his teeth, nearly dropping the gun as he fell to his knees. The pain was horribly strong. Strong and terrible even as they dissolved away. He tried not to whine under his breath, his eyes squeezed tightly shut. One eye opened slightly as Bix spoke his own name, saying his good byes and promises of returning his hat to him. How, he didn't know.
s**t... once again Mot had been powerless to defend himself, even at a higher grade level.
He had one attack that never seemed to work, but he knew if it did, he could take out the Hunter enough to get back his hat. Was it worth the ******** it. Mot O'Boyle needed to get back his Gambler's roots. If he died, he did by his own hands.
The Reaper aimed his weapon, the barrel glowing red hot. Unfortunately, as he pulled the trigger, it did as it always did when he tried this attack; it backfired. And this time, it knocked the cowboil out cold as he was blown back against a wall. His weapon disappeared, and he crumpled to the floor.
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 8:36 pm
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