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medigel rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2014 8:50 pm
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medigel rolled 1 20-sided dice:
18
Total: 18 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2014 9:01 pm
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He regretted switching duties with that pretty lady the instant he stepped foot onto the grounds. This was what he got for being nice: a Super Scary Haunted House, complete with creepy fog, dead trees, gray landscape, everything you'd expect.
He gulped audibly.
There is something wrong here. Syntyche's voice was a soft bray and a flick of a rattletail, cautious but ready to get to work. But remember, cub, you're with me.
And it was a little comforting; Dawson remember how easily his shield had kept Chance's arrows off him as well as the comfort of the warm buffer her charge had given. But a little comfort was not enough for his anxiety; he moved into the house with anxiety creeping at his every step. The Scooby Doo show had nothing on this place. The architecture made no sense: Dawson had a good inner compass, but that thing was tilting and whirling like a ride at the carnival the more he explored the place. For a moment he feared he was lost, but Syn reminded him what the techs had explained in simpler words: use pendant to get out if it gets Bad.
At one point Dawson paused, however. The room was spacious and barely decorated, the windows partially broken but only peeking into yet more infinite rooms beyond. The mist seemed particularly bad here--not so much obstructing his vision as it was...filling him with every breath. Maybe mist wasn't the right word, maybe it was some sort of airborne Virus and oh look now he was going to get sick, help--
Breathe.
He whimpered and forced himself to take deep breaths as he poked around, growing increasingly lightheaded and unsure whether the culprit was the house or his own nerves.
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its me debz rolled 1 20-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2014 9:15 pm
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Lurks was fond of the house that was haunted. It kept him wandering and wandering, and it was nice that it had an infinite combination of infinite places. It was like exploring the caverns he got lost in, but better! He hated being alone, though, and so he'd laid down to take a nap, curled up in a chair. It was reminiscent of the House he'd played Family with, with the Girl and her caretakers. The good pets that just were not good enough.
Yawning, he looked up at the hunter (for he had the coat, and the coat was the uniform like Famine clansmen wore bone and silk), and blinked a few times.
"Hello," he said, waving from the pile of moth-eaten curtains from the floor. "Would you like to play?"
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medigel rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 8
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2014 9:19 pm
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its me debz rolled 2 0-sided dice:
,
Total: 0 (2-0)
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2014 5:50 pm
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its me debz rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 2
Total: 6 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2014 5:54 pm
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They were about on the same intellectual playing field, these ten year olds. The shield careened towards Lurks and hit him about the face with a sickening crack. It spun his head most of the way around, and the force of its collision sent the Famine flying through the air, until his back hit a wall.
He looked up, reaching to twist his head back into place, orange eyes flickering with fury.
"That was not very nice," Lurks hissed, and began to creep forwards, hunched down low. A swarm of moths began to form around him, a shadowy black veil.
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medigel rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 1
Total: 6 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2014 9:41 pm
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There was all sorts of Nope going on, from the nearly completely Exorcism style head twist to the bug curtain thing going on. Wide-eyed, Dawson immediately resummoned his shield in a poof and cowered behind it as he backed away, glancing behind him in time to see the door literally slither up and away into the ceiling. Oh God. Ohhhhhhhhhhh Gooooooooood. Abort mission, abort mission--
Deep breaths, cub, you are doing just fine.
No, no he was not Just Fine. He was about to get eaten alive by a zombie thing with bugs, that was literally not fine at all.
"Well--Well yer kind a-ain't nice anyway!" Dawson shot back with a squeak, even though he had no idea this thing was. Bad News, clearly.
hp: 40 damage: 0 charge: nope
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its me debz rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 6
Total: 11 (2-16)
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medigel rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 4
Total: 9 (2-16)
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its me debz rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 5
Total: 12 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2015 9:20 pm
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medigel rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 5
Total: 8 (2-16)
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its me debz rolled 8 12-sided dice:
12, 3, 2, 7, 8, 8, 4, 12
Total: 56 (8-96)
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2015 11:52 pm
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its me debz rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 5
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2015 5:18 pm
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its me debz rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 3
Total: 10 (2-16)
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medigel rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 3
Total: 11 (2-16)
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