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LP rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 4
Total: 9 (2-16)
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 Posted: Wed May 23, 2012 7:01 pm
Willow's tail twitched as she tried to dodge the bot. As she dodged she managed to brush a hit against it's side.
HP: 26/40 (-4 auto dmg)
Trashbot HP: 13/40
Damage: 9 - 6 = 3
Item Used: N/A
Item Effect: N/A
Items Remaining: None w/ effect
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LP rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 3
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2012 7:21 pm
Willow managed to clip the bot again. As she dodged another claw.
HP: 22/40 (-4 auto dmg)
Trashbot HP: 12/40
Damage: 7 - 6 = 1
Item Used: N/A
Item Effect: N/A
Items Remaining: None w/ effect
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LP rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 5
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2012 7:54 pm
Willow was feeling the burn as she got hit by another claw. Managing to give the bucket of bolts a swift kick to the tread. She ended up doing more damage to her foot than the trash bot. "I so have to get some regular shoes." She muttered.
HP: 18/40 (-4 auto dmg)
Trashbot HP: 10/40
Damage: 8 - 6 = 2
Item Used: N/A
Item Effect: N/A
Items Remaining: None w/ effect
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LP rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 8
Total: 14 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2012 8:11 pm
Almost, Willow was getting closer to beating the thing, she notice. As she was distracted she got hit by the machine's whirling arms trying to protect itself giving off noises that sounded like it was starting to malfunction.
HP: 14/40 (-4 auto dmg)
Trashbot HP: 2/40
Damage: 14 - 6 = 8
Item Used: N/A
Item Effect: N/A
Items Remaining: None w/ effect
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LP rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 7
Total: 15 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2012 8:13 pm
When the trash bot finally stopped moving Willow sat down and sighed. Oh good it was beaten.
HP: 10/40 (-4 auto dmg)
Trashbot HP: 0/40
Damage: 15 - 6 = 9
Item Used: N/A
Item Effect: N/A
Items Remaining: None w/ effect
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 3:06 pm
"STOOOOOOOOOOOP!"Moira's voice seemed to cut through the chaos; as she spoke, the still-active Trashbots shut down, their motors and servos whirring to a stop. True to form, the headcrab zombie was beaming. "Great job, spookies!! I'm, um... I'm-sure-you-all-saved-us-all," she said, loudly, in that stilted tone again. "Sooo... that's the end of this session, but here!" She clapped her hands, and the gnomes emerged - they'd taken shelter behind the tables when the Trashbots appeared, and had evidently been hard at work the whole time. Each gnome had a fruit basket in their hands. "Your homework! Should you choose to accept it! Is to take this fruit basket to a Horseman and welcome them to Amityville!! They're the non-exploding kind, so don't worry!!" Moira grinned. "Thank you for your help, spookies!!"And then she was gone, leading the Trashbots down some maintenance chute or other. Quote: CLASS OVER!Your homework is to do a PRP with a Horseman character in which you give them a fruit basket! ... Or your character can take home and consume the fruit basket themselves. Whichever you choose! Right now this is easiest to do in conjunction with the alpaca event, but because of the shifting conditions of the Lost Clan, I am giving you a FULL MONTH to complete this homework. Drop all homework off - just a note saying you welcomed a Horseman, along with a link to the PRP - in Moira's office! Thank you!!
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2012 4:39 am
Riiiiight... Sheridan was absolutely NOT CONVINCED that Moira hadn't had this whole thing planned from the beginning. But then, it was that very suspicion that had led him to join this class in the first place, so all in all, he was not disappointed.
However he was not so pleased at her homework assignment. He had thought, that if they truly did make the advertised welcome baskets, that they would just make them and then someone else, perhaps the professor or a group of gnows would deliver them. He had not counted on having to deliver and welcome a horseman himself. This did not please him! He had no desire to speak with any horseman much less given them a basket of fruit and welcome them to his home. Hmph!
He was still for a moment, tail twitching angrily. Finally, he snatched one of the fruit baskets, snorted, then promptly turned on his heels and stormed out of the classroom. Maybe he'd just eat the fruit himself! Or better yet, give the fruit to his cat.
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