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DraconicFeline rolled 4 10-sided dice:
10, 6, 5, 2
Total: 23 (4-40)
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 Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2015 9:53 pm
[quote="Eric Draven Ekibyougami"][quote="demonic prince"][quote="Captain Fox McCloud"][quote="jazzed_up_meatloaf"][quote="demonic prince"] Well, I grew up in a redneck town in maryland. XD And I wouldn;t give him a 9 mil anyway... I'd at least give him a desert eagle.[/quote]
b***h please, crossbow is where it's at. Get medieval on their asses.
-Rolls around- Ahh sunburn, how I loathe thee. At least it's only my cheeks and nose.[/quote]
Cross bows are inferior in every way to a bow except that cross bows can be used by people without training. The English long bow is where it is at, though I doubt even Eric could fire one effectively considering the draw strength is over 180 lbs. It was basically the .50 cal of the medieval period.[/quote]Uum, I drew one and fired it effectively at the last ren fair. o.o; Wasn't easy, but I managed.
Edit: And I think Eric may be stronger than me,[/quote]
Was it Yew wood? I am positive most Ren Fair bows are less weight and more for fun.[/quote] Dunno what it was, but it was a b***h to draw.
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DraconicFeline rolled 4 10-sided dice:
7, 10, 10, 10
Total: 37 (4-40)
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2015 10:05 pm
(7/10 water)
Shaun opened the door and scurried up the stairs into the rest of the house... well, or whatever it was. It wasn't quite a house, not quite an apartment, and certainly not like the condos he'd found earlier. If anything, it looked like some kind of private meeting place... A meetinghouse of some sort?
Shaun poked around, finding a fridge in the back...
Score!
One more water bottle.
He still had to find more though... on to the upstairs!
(295/300)
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DraconicFeline rolled 4 10-sided dice:
6, 9, 6, 4
Total: 25 (4-40)
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2015 10:14 pm
(13/10 water)
Shaun crawled up the stairs, tentatively avoiding the old bloodstain on one of the walls as he trekked higher and higher. Finally, he entered into an old room - it had to have been an office of some sort, perhaps a law office. The sign had long since been torn away by looters, likely for the brass for whatever reason. Inside were many desks and dust and - there, in the back, near the water cooler, were a bunch of water bottles...
"Excellent!" he exclaimed...
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DraconicFeline rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 1
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2015 10:20 pm
Shaun;s victory was short lived – he heard a noise from behind him and turned around to see, there, by one of the desks, a shadowy shape. It wore the tattered remains of a tie and it stalked towards him as predatory as any lawyer.
“Oh s**t.” said Shawn, as he began to run for an exit – any exit...
(5/5 hp)
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DraconicFeline rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 4
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2015 10:21 pm
(5/5)
The way he had come was blocked off by the thing – he'd have to find another way. He ran towards the light of a window – surely there was a fire escape or something...
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DraconicFeline rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 4
Total: 10 (2-12)
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2015 10:23 pm
(5/5)
It was coming – fast! Shaun threw a stapler at it, hoping to hold it back long enough for him to open the window and escape...
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DraconicFeline rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 5
Total: 10 (2-12)
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2015 10:25 pm
(1/5)
It worked! The stapler went off, and the undying howled a utterly chilling howl in pain and rage. It staggered back, and Shaun knew he had enough time.
He opened the window and looked out to find that... there was no fire escape. Well there was, but it was on the ground, along with a few other not-so-lucky remains. He looked behind him, and swallowed... well, now what?
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DraconicFeline rolled 1 10-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-10)
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2015 10:29 pm
Wait, no, he knew what he was going to do. He checked the undyings position again, and without another thought, he went out the window.
He leapt onto the remains of the fire escape and then, swinging like a trapeieze artist on the rickety, creaking metal he leapt off onto a half-topped truck below. From the truck, he grabbed onto another window's sill, and then swung to the edge of a wall. Only then did he leap, catlike, back to the ground.
He looked up at the window he had come though, pleased with himself – teach the undying to mess with an acrobat!
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2015 10:31 pm
He wasn't so proud when he got back to the prison only to find that apparently some of the water bottles had fallen out of his pack in the middle of his sweet backflip/somersault up on the fire escape. Most... not all. He'd at least gotten back with some water bottles, so that was... well... that was good s**t. He'd done good.
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