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Jup: Handgun man fires off a shot at you, which goes *tink* off your chest armor. Not very friendly, is he? Sunshine: The unarmed man makes a wiggle, and the door goes *ver-thoom* behind you. You whip your tail out from the evil door's closing motion, though now the buggy thing is stuck in the hallway unable to help. Silly techo-whatzits, messing with the doors on you. Sunshine's Turn. The mean people are down the stairs, about 5 wiggles away. The shooty one looks a bit hurt.
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EDIT: My brain is fight. Awkward MRIs don't help. Expect delays. A satyr rises in the morning, and hangs the coffee mug on his horns, so that he won't lose it. The coffee is done, but the mug isn't in its usual spot. Where did it go? He forgot. Last edited by Fragmaster01; Oct 28th, 2010 at 07:05 PM. |
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Sunshine grunts irritable. She(?) gives the gun person and eye-roll and a sudden "BLEH!" which should serve to defeat him swiftly and efficiently.
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Ingle Land? Last edited by Caput; Oct 29th, 2010 at 04:04 AM. |
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Sunshine: The gun person goes all creepy-eyed, but it's not his turn so he can't do anything about it.
Klikam's Turn. The door has proceeded to close in front of you, separating you from the group through some technomagery.
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EDIT: My brain is fight. Awkward MRIs don't help. Expect delays. A satyr rises in the morning, and hangs the coffee mug on his horns, so that he won't lose it. The coffee is done, but the mug isn't in its usual spot. Where did it go? He forgot. |
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"Son of a bitch!"
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Beware your fears made into light Let those who try to stop what's right, Burn like my power ... Sinestro's Might! |
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Klikam: You force the door open with gusto. (You still have a move action, if you want to wiggle into the hangar).
Jup's Turn. The handgun man and unarmed person are standing near you(10 feet away on both).
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EDIT: My brain is fight. Awkward MRIs don't help. Expect delays. A satyr rises in the morning, and hangs the coffee mug on his horns, so that he won't lose it. The coffee is done, but the mug isn't in its usual spot. Where did it go? He forgot. |
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Hold still won't ya?! Talking two large strides and swinging the flail overhead at handgun man
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The person just won't stop moving. So angrifying.
Sennesel's Turn. They haven't moved, though now Jup is in melee with your previous target.
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EDIT: My brain is fight. Awkward MRIs don't help. Expect delays. A satyr rises in the morning, and hangs the coffee mug on his horns, so that he won't lose it. The coffee is done, but the mug isn't in its usual spot. Where did it go? He forgot. |
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Well, shooting in a melee is a fairly bad idea. Sennesel takes to skittering around the hangar, staying out of easy sight, to try and get to the hatch of the vessel and perhaps surprise them from behind.
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Sennesel: You skitter around the hangar. There's no entrance on the other side, though there is a control room in the corner opposite the door, separated from the hangar by a steel door and ship-quality window. There doesn't seem to be anyone else around in the hangar, thankfully.
The handgun guy starts flipping out, and scurries back away from the menacing marine, only stopping due to the fact he hits the hangar bay door. His comrade, not liking this turn of events, throws his arms wide! And darkness. Well, not really, dim orange emergency lights come on around the edges of the walkways and stairs. Still, it's the thought that counts. Sunshine's Turn. The light-killer is 5 wiggles away, down the stairs, Mr. Bang Bang is 15 wiggles away, still attempting to grasp the true form of your mental assault.
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EDIT: My brain is fight. Awkward MRIs don't help. Expect delays. A satyr rises in the morning, and hangs the coffee mug on his horns, so that he won't lose it. The coffee is done, but the mug isn't in its usual spot. Where did it go? He forgot. Last edited by Fragmaster01; Nov 2nd, 2010 at 08:16 PM. |
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Sunshine focuses her mind, locks eyes with the light dimmer and smiles a smile that says "I'm going to eat you" in no uncertain terms. Her voice is jarringly cheerful. "You can f*** off too."
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Sunshine: Your new friend goes all bug-eyed as well, and joins his compatriot in dashing off towards the control room at the far corner of the hangar. Sadly, there's a Sennesel waiting for them there, which they notice a little late, thanks to the bad illumination. They screech to a halt, unsure of where to run, as their escape door is now blocked.
Klikam's Turn. They're at the far end of the 30x30 room, screaming in terror because of something strange the wiggle-worm showed them in his mind. The handgun one is still moderately hurt.
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EDIT: My brain is fight. Awkward MRIs don't help. Expect delays. A satyr rises in the morning, and hangs the coffee mug on his horns, so that he won't lose it. The coffee is done, but the mug isn't in its usual spot. Where did it go? He forgot. Last edited by Fragmaster01; Nov 5th, 2010 at 12:08 AM. |
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Sunshine has a small "Muwahaha!", making claws with his hands. "I feel like that all the time. Deal with it." The hands are now making puppeteer motions, which may or may not have anything to do with what's going on outside Sunshine's skull.
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Jup's Turn. They're still running away from your strange snake friend.
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EDIT: My brain is fight. Awkward MRIs don't help. Expect delays. A satyr rises in the morning, and hangs the coffee mug on his horns, so that he won't lose it. The coffee is done, but the mug isn't in its usual spot. Where did it go? He forgot. |
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