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Rown rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 8
Total: 13 (2-16)
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 Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2012 6:28 pm
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She was a monster and he was still standing. Her enemy was still standing and Savior couldn't and wouldn't allow that to remain. Reaching up to take her mask off, the Marrowstripe slipped the hard piece of flesh from her face before sliding it up to rest atop her head the same way a person would a pair of glasses or a anything else. The results could say that she was beautiful, her face was stunning and she could be considered attractive for what it was worth (if she wasn't a monster, maybe), and Savior took a few steps towards the hunter since his attack had clearly missed her.
"Can't let. Youse die." It was clear what she meant even if her words were choppy, and just as suddenly as she spoke (her mouth hadn't moved during the words at all) the lower half of her face opened. Row after row of teeth appeared, no tongue or anything else, and that same growl from her chest was emitted. Savior charged, no desire to kick or strike, and as soon as she reached the hunter's side she grabbed onto his shoulders and bit down.
The force of her bite was hard, rough, and she pulled her head back with blood on her jaws.
hp 13
damage 7
Drifter Jet Enduro omg how the hell did i win i don't even
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Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2012 7:45 pm
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s**t!
Otto was frozen. He was.. scared. This girl had got the better of him. He'd failed, and if he didn't run soon he would die.
She removed her mask, and if she weren't a monster, she would be beautiful. How was she talking without moving her mouth, anyway? However, as she got close, and opened her mouth.. What he saw made every hair on his body stand on end. A chill running up his spine. Dear God, what had he angered?
He flinched as she grabbed his shoulders, eyes as wide as saucers. She struck, her teeth sinking into his flesh, making him cry out in agony. His weapon de summoned as his Fear shield shattered. He couldn't move, he could barely think. The moment she ripped away his skin he cried out again, grabbing his wound as soon as he was free.
This pain was overwhelming. He fell down, shuffling himself backward in fear of being attacked again. His free hand shakily searched his pocket for the pendant, and as soon as he grabbed it, he disappeared.
HP: -1
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