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Freak: +2 | Danger: -1 | Saviour: +0 | Superior: +2 | Mundane: +0 Potential: 0/5 | Conditions: N/A | Location: Sharville Containment Area "Their chest!" I yell out to the others, "Strike their chest! That's where their weakness is! The dolls can share their senses with each other, so striking their heads, or any other part of their body that's not their chest, is useless!"
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Freak: +2 | Danger: -1 | Saviour: +0 | Superior: +2 | Mundane: +0 Potential: 0/5 | Conditions: N/A | Location: Sharville Containment Area "I was lead to believe that being a "Lady" had a lot of meaning to it," I say to Gateway as I step onto the platform with all the others, "Or was I wrong?" I turn to Vane, and say, "This will most likely be a fiercer battle than the last one, but," I put my hand on his shoulder, and grin, "I'm confident you'll be able to lead us to victory again, my friend." quote:<Hugzilla> Ghorza is supporting Vane! (+1 from influence) Tardzilla fucked around with this message at 18:18 on Apr 13, 2017 |
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Freak: +2 | Danger: -2 | Saviour: +0 | Superior: +3 | Mundane: +0 Potential: 2/5 | Conditions: N/A | Location: Sharville Containment Area "I am doing just fine," I reply back to Lord Vane, "Especially now that I have you watching my back!" One of the skeletons manages to hit me with a glancing blow to my sides, but I manage to shrug off the attack, and slice the head off my attacker. It'll take more than that to bring an ork down! quote:<HugzillaPhone> Ghorza takes a powerful blow! (-1) The skeletons start surrounding us, just like I thought they would. It was a risky, and dangerous, move, but this should give Gateway and the others the chance they need to go after their backlines. I glance back to see how Vane is doing, and- Huh? Where did he go? Oh, no! He's being dragged away by some sort of vine thing into a horde of skeletons! Before I could do anything, Red Errant charges in, and takes care of the whip skeleton that was pulling him away. I breath a short sigh of relief, but then I notice a row of skeletons, armed with bows, aimed directly at them! Before they launch their arrows, I put myself between them and the archers, and prepare myself to protect my allies. They loosen their arrows, and expertly swing my battleaxe around to deflect their shots, not letting a single one get past me. "Vane!" I call out to him, "Are you doing alright!? Can you still fight!?" quote:<Hugzilla> Now can Ghorza defend Vane!? (+1 from influence)
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Freak: +2 | Danger: -2 | Saviour: +0 | Superior: +3 | Mundane: +0 Potential: 2/5 | Conditions: N/A | Location: Sharville Containment Area To say things are going bad would be a gross understatement. Red Errant has fallen into the abyss below with the golem. Gateway... Oh Gods, Gateway has been stabbed and turned into a block of ice, Sentinel is surrounded by the mages, and to make matters worse, Vane and I are seperated from our friends by the giant chasm. When did things go so horribly wrong? Is it because I was too slow with my assessment? Did I make an error in my judgement somewhere...? ...No, I shouldn't worry about that now. I need to concentrate on what is happening in front of me, and believe in the people I consider my friends. I will have to believe that Marcus is able to save Signy, and that Red Errant is strong enough to survive the fall. As for Sentinel, one of us needs to go help him, and I think I know how to at least get Vane over the pit. It's risky, but it might work. "Vane," I give my friend a serious look, "I can get you over the pit, but I need you to trust me. Are you willing to put your faith in me, my friend?" Once he gives me his answer, a warm smile crosses my face, "I am glad you trust me, Vane. Now," I grab Vane, and lift him over my head, "Off you go!" And I, using all my ork strength, toss him, straight over the chasm. I only hope I didn't throw him too hard. Oh, well. I'm sure he'll be fine. quote:@Hugzilla: 2d6+3 Ghorza is going to FASTBALL SPECIAL Vane over the pit! (+1 from influence) = (2+5)+3 = 10 Tardzilla fucked around with this message at 02:35 on May 3, 2017 |
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Freak: +2 | Danger: -2 | Saviour: +0 | Superior: +3 | Mundane: +0 Potential: 2/5 | Conditions: None!| Location: Sharville Containment Area "Ah...!" My heart jumps a little when Vane held my hand. When ours eyes met, I found it... difficult to look away from them. Has Vane... has he always been this incredibly handsome? I smile a gentle smile, and say, in a soft, quiet voice, "...Do not put yourself down so much, you were fantastic as well. You were the one who dove in, and risked your own life to rescue Gateway. Only someone with a truly brave soul such as yours would have been able to do that," I shyly look away from him, my green cheeks turning bright red, "As for how you can show your appreciation..." I look at him again, my cheeks glowing even brighter, "...There is one way you can show it." I lean in closer to him... and kiss him. I bring my arms around his neck, and nestle a hand in his hair, pushing him even closer. It might be a little too forward, but us orcs have never been known to be subtle about our feelings. Ghorza is opening up to Vane, so she is removing Guilty! quote:@Hugzilla: 2d6+3 Ghorza is going to comfort Vane through SICK ORC MAKE-OUTS = (3+6)+3 = 12 Tardzilla fucked around with this message at 01:01 on May 26, 2017 |
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Freak: +3 | Danger: -2 | Saviour: +0 | Superior: +3 | Mundane: -1 Potential: 3/5 | Conditions: None!| Location: Sharville Containment Area I giggle over Vane's reaction. The Val'dash are so easily flustered. ...This is nice, walking alongside Vane, hand-in-hand. It almost makes me forget about all the stress I've been in the past few days. "...Vane, can I admit something to you?" I rest my head on his shoulder, "There are days... when I start to doubt my mission. I try, and I try, and I try, but no matter how much, or how hard, I try, it never seems to be enough. It's as if the Gods themselves don't want me to succeed," I give a deep, long, sigh, "I've just been so frustrated. What must I do to get them to listen to me? All I want is for the bloodshed between our people to stop, but sometimes..." I tighten my grip on his hand, "...Sometimes it feels like I am the only one who cares about that." Sharing a Vulnerability with Vane! When you share a vulnerability or weakness with someone, they tell you what you should do to fit in more. Take +1 forward to do it, and mark potential if you do.
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Freak: +3 | Danger: -2 | Saviour: +0 | Superior: +3 | Mundane: -1 Potential: 3/5 | Conditions: None!| Location: Barracks I should be in a good mood. The past two weeks I spent with Vane have been fantastic, and wonderful, but my mood was immediately soured when I received a message from my father, telling me how proud he is of me conquering a mighty foe. I'm not really mad, just... disappointed. I had hoped that he would praise me over my progress to bring peace, but no, of course he'd praise me over something related to battle. I am lucky that Drake was around to help calm me down after receiving such a frustrating message. I follow along with the others, and salute the Crown Prince, and, I must admit, I did smile a little when he read our evaluation. It's true, Daisy is super cute! I wait for the Prince's attention to be elsewhere, and once he looks away from us for a brief moment, I lean in closer to Vane, and whisper, "Nirian is right about one thing; you really do have nice hair, but your hair isn't the only thing that's 'nice' about you," I give his behind a light smack and wink at him. I take the medal with pride, and listen to the explanation of our new mission. The Duke of Sommerlund? Isn't that Vane's father? This... could be troublesome. "Yes, I think we should... talk before we head off."
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