HIMEKO
Support/Healing
[AWD:0102]
Posts: 25
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Post by HIMEKO on Dec 2, 2012 8:48:39 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, background-image: url('http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g16/ForTheLuvaDIRT/Watase%20Sanetoshi/2-2.jpg'); width: 415px;][style=background-color: #7a606f; width: 355px; padding: 5px; color: #cacaca; text-align: justify; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px;]Being hit by rats sure was embarrassing enough for her. She also noticed the look on Mischa' face. Well Himeko could also heal, not like a medic, but she definitely had some healing ability. The rats died fairly quickly, although Himeko didn't know, why everyone got so serious, because those beasts were dying rather painful deaths. They certainly wouldn't mind killing Himeko and her party in a rather agonizing way. Also rats were like bug. They really didn't serve any purpose then dying or get eaten by bigger animals. Himeko carefully tiped her wound with her fingers. What a nasty wound. It wasn't really big, but she could feel that it was pretty deep. "Let's get going we have a chest to find.", she just said and just began to march forward. She really got nothing more than a vague description on were to find this chest, but it probably was better then nothing. After a few minutes they reached a clearing with three chest like boxes on the other site. Maybe that's the place the old man was talking about. Himeko started to take a few steps until she heard a rustling the undergrowth behind the boxes. And that are probably the monsters that stole the chest from him. Himeko drew her rapier and saw two Venomflies and two Woodmais closing in on them. "Get into formation quick!", she just yelled and would be joining the front row again. If those Venomflies would get out of hand than they would really be in trouble. "Focus the left Venomfly first and ignore those Woodmais", she gave order to everyone and pulled her rapier up. She probably would be busy using attack or guard order just to heal those in front. Those Woodmais would probably be the real struggle, because they would have power up their defenses, when they were finished with those deadly butterflies. HP: 90% Action: Into the battle. Skill Points: 14/15 Venomfly 1: 100% | Action: Appeared Venomfly 2: 100% | Action: Appeared Woodmai 1: 100% | Action: Appeared Woodmai 2: 100% | Action: Appeared [/style][style=background-color: #7a606f; width: 355px; border-left: 5px solid #7a606f; border-right: 5px solid #7a606f; color: #a8a8a8; text-align: justify; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; border-top: 1px dashed #ffa858; padding-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 5px;] words: 322 tags: Quest, Lemon Lord notes: Just get prepared for battle. credits: ZETTA! of BTN[/style] |
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Pandora
Offense
[AWD:0103]
The Viper
Posts: 17
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Post by Pandora on Dec 3, 2012 0:39:13 GMT -5
[atrb=align,right][atrb=style,width:320,btable][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,border-bottom: 1px solid #707070;] everybody scream your heart out | [style=float: right; border: 1px solid #707070; padding: 3; position: relative; left: 6; margin-top: 3;] The rats were killed with ease, and the group was successful. Good. Pandora was happy. She didn't want to waste her time with weaklings like these. However, she did appreciate the Hoplite's move over there with his rat. Gross...in a way that made Pandora very happy inside. Her smile after the battle may have been unnerving, because it just didn't seem to fit the situation at all. She looked like a kid in a candy shop, rather than a warrior who had just killed off monsters.
As Himeko continued onwards, Pandora followed, only giving half of her attention to the way before them. The other half was given towards her whip, which Pandora was cleaning off with a small white handkerchief. It was already pretty well stained with red blood and other icky looking substances, and rat hair was weaving itself into the cloth. To say that the handkerchief was white might not have been the best description. It used to be white, definitely, but not anymore thanks to Pandora's past expeditions and this one as well.
When they reached the clearing, she had gotten off every bit of foreign substance, but from Himeko's orders, it appeared the whip wouldn't be clean for long. She raised her eyes from the weapon to the field, taking note of the boxes but also the new enemies.
"Woodmai and Venomflies?" Pandora noted, surprised that Venomflies had attacked on this floor, though her voice didn't show this surprise. She supposed it was possible, and had heard stories of Venomfly attacks before this high up in the Labyrinth, but it was a rare occurrence. Well, back to battle it was. Pandora moved up to her spot in the front lines and prepared her whip. However, she did not appreciate Himeko's attack plan one bit.
"Nah Princess, you take out the weaklings first so they don't cause any issues later," she argued, as she dripped poison onto her whip yet again. Poison wouldn't work well with Venomflies anyway, but Pandora didn't want to think of herself as useless in this scenario. If everyone else concentrated on the Venomflies and she could take out the Woodmai...it would be for the better in the long run. "Viper!" she called again, snapping her whip at the closest Woodmai, striking it's violet, fleshy body with the tip of her poisoned whip.
Action: Skill - Viper on Woodmai 1 Skill Points: 13
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SHELBY
Offense/Support
[AWD:010307]
Posts: 12
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Post by SHELBY on Dec 3, 2012 12:23:04 GMT -5
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With each step they took, the hoplite dragged his right foot along the ground, leaving behind a smear of blood as he did so. If he had been down here on his own he would have stopped to clean of the bottom of his boot. Somehow he got the feeling the rest of the group wouldn't be ok with that. So instead he simply tried to wipe off as much as he could. It wasn't much longer before another group of monsters appeared. This time two giant bugs and some sort of shellfish. Later identified as Venfomflys and Woodmai.
Hime's orders were followed without question, preparing himself and focusing his eyes on one of the bugs. Though it didn't seem Pandora was going to be so willing. Her disobedience caused him to visibly wince, glancing at her for a moment before turning his attention back to the monsters. If she was going to go off on her own like this, it could be dangerous. As such, he took a much more defensive approach to this group. May as well avoid further injury. With a deep breath, he lowered his head and closed his eyes. As he did, he spoke a brief prayer under his breath. "Morrighan, goddess of war, protect us from these beasts as we fight to do your will." Eyes opened slowly as he turned his gaze back to the monsters, raising his spear into the air. The weapon was then forcefully brought to the ground, striking the ground with the shaft. As soon as it made contact with the earth, a defensive barrier would form around the group. Despite what his previous prayer may have implied, this shield protecting those in the front line would be easily recognized by any mage as the rather common Line Guard spell.[/style] |
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Mischa
Healing
[AWD:0103][M0n:100]
Posts: 15
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Post by Mischa on Dec 3, 2012 17:21:46 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,445,bTable][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i417.photobucket.com/albums/pp256/doggydude24/misc/patternthinggg.jpg); border-top: 3px solid #181718; border-bottom: 3px solid #181718; border-bottom-right-radius: 10px; border-top-right-radius: 10px; border-top-left-radius: 50px; border-bottom-left-radius: 10px;][STYLE=margin-left: 10px; margin-top: 7px; height: 100px; width: 50px; border-bottom-left-radius: 10px; border-top-left-radius: 50px; border: 3px solid #181718; background-image: url(http://i591.photobucket.com/albums/ss351/blinxkasshu/Fux/PrussiaFemalefull576060-1.jpg);] [/style][STYLE=margin-left: 60px; margin-top: -106px; height: 100px; width: 60px; border: 3px solid #181718; background-image: url(http://i591.photobucket.com/albums/ss351/blinxkasshu/Fux/PrussiaFemalefull576060-1.jpg);] [/style] [STYLE=margin-left: 120px; margin-top: -106px; height: 100px; width: 100px; border-bottom-right-radius: 10px; border-top-right-radius: 10px; border: 3px solid #181718; background-image: url(http://i591.photobucket.com/albums/ss351/blinxkasshu/Fux/PrussiaFemalefull576060-1.jpg);] [/style][STYLE=margin-left: 226px; width: 222px; margin-top: -103px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: georgia; color: #DFDFDF; text-align: center; font-size: 28px; letter-spacing: -1px;]L-O-V-E IS JUST[/style][STYLE=margin-left: 236px; width: 180px; background-color: #1F1D1F; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: arial; color: #DFDFDF; padding: 10px; padding-top: 5px; border-top: 4px solid #181718; text-align: justify; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 0px; border-bottom-right-radius: 20px; border-bottom-left-radius: 20px; line-height: 10px;]ANOTHER WORD I NEVER LEARNED TO PRONOUNCE. HOW DO I SAY I'M SORRY? 'CAUSE THE WORD IS JUST NEVER GONNA COME OUT. L-O-V-E'S JUST ANOTHER WORD I NEVER LEARNED TO PRONOUNCE. TIGHT JEANS, DOUBLE D'S, MAKING ME GO -- ![/style] [STYLE=float: right; background-color: #DFDFDF; padding: 12px; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; color: #2D2014; border-top: 4px solid #181718; text-align: justify; margin-right: 12px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; width: 267px; height: 320px; overflow: auto;]"...Sheep boffing simpleton," she muttered to herself in disgust. Of all the people – and beasts – to be accompanied on the back row with, she gets saddled with this halfwit. Pandora’s overenthusiasm over the small carnage wasn’t very appealing, either. Even a blind man could see she was clearly enjoying herself – and over killing rats no less. This was the kind of person you had to keep an eye on – they always seemed to cause so much trouble for the rest of the party. So far, it looked like Shelby and Himeko were the most reliable (and sane) members of the party. She held one hand up to show the questioning Hoplite that she was fine. "Everything is copacetic." The only thing she and Corentin had to worry about at the moment was dying of boredom – a fate more suited for the Farmer than the Medic.
Mischa kept her senses sharp as they traversed further into the labyrinth. They would be lucky if tree rats were the greatest threat they faced throughout the entire quest, but that was unlikely (and boring for Pandora, no doubt). She watched with faint interest as the Hoplite dragged his foot along the ground, leaving a gory trail behind him. ’I hope that doesn’t attract anything else…like landsharks.’ But in all seriousness, there were land animals (like wolves) with such a keen sense of smell that they could track their prey for miles. To a predator, a bloody trail meant a wounded animal was nearby. Of course, the bodies would likely be found and scavenged first before the group of explorers…She blinked as they came to another stop, this time in front of what looked like three treasure chests. There was no time to check them, however. Four enemies had rushed up to greet them.
The two woodmai might make the battle a little annoying, but the venomflies were the real threat here. She took formation as instructed, keeping an eye on their fluttering little friends at the very front. Venomflies were a real pain in the ass, especially to explorers with low defense like her. Shelby would be better off because of his armor; everyone else wasn’t so lucky. It would be best if they did like Princess said, and took them out first – an order she was annoyed to see Pandora disobey. She clapped a palm to her face. At least Shelby had the mind to erect extra defense for the ones up front. The odds of them being poisoned were lower now, which gave Mischa more room to worry about herself and Coren…on top of healing if someone got poisoned and attacked. [/style][STYLE=float: left; margin-left: 12px; color: #DFDFDF; background-color: #171717; opacity: 0.8; border-bottom-left-radius: 10px; border-top: 4px solid #0C0C0C; padding: 12px; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 12px; line-height: 11px; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 1px; width: 109px; height: 320px; overflow: auto; margin-top: 10px;]TAGS: Himeko, Pandora, Shelby & Corentin
WORDS: 440.
NOTES: Skill points: 15/15
CREDIT: kiwii at btn and gs![/style]
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Post by Corentin on Dec 3, 2012 18:24:27 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, padding: 15px; border-top: #ddd solid 10px; border-bottom: #ddd solid 10px; background: #f8f8f8; width: 200px;][STYLE= float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px; background: url(http://i800.photobucket.com/albums/yy290/rgd-l/IconDump/Accel/a85.jpg); border: #ddd solid 10px; margin-top: -25px; border-bottom-left-radius: 20px;][/style][STYLE= float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px; background: url(http://i800.photobucket.com/albums/yy290/rgd-l/IconDump/Accel/a85.jpg); border: #ddd solid 10px; margin-left: 05px; margin-top: -25px;][/style][STYLE= float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px; background: url(http://i800.photobucket.com/albums/yy290/rgd-l/IconDump/Accel/a85.jpg); border: #ddd solid 10px; margin-left: 05px; margin-top: -25px; border-bottom-right-radius: 20px;][/style][STYLE=color: #999; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; margin-top: 10px; float: left; text-transform: uppercase; width: 370px;]❝ SO WHAT WOULD AN ANGEL SAY? THE DEVIL WANTS TO KNOW — ❞[/style][STYLE= float: left; background: #fcfcfc; width: 310px; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: #999; padding: 20px; border-left: #ddd 10px solid; border: #ddd 10px solid; border-top-left-radius: 20px; border-top-right-radius: 20px; margin-bottom: -25px; line-height: 90%;][STYLE= float: left; background: #ddd; color: #fff; padding: 05px; text-align: center; margin-right: 05px; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 17px; border-top-left-radius: 05px; border-bottom-right-radius: 05px; margin-top: 03px; text-shadow: #999 1px 1px 1px;]Feeling [/style] sightly annoyied when no one thanked him on how he warned them where all the monsters were he sighed and rolled his eyes. Oh well, at least they had something else to do while the Medic and himself sat in the background and watched them fight. He was fairly annoyed with them but, he forgave them. He was by far less willing to forgive the females in the group. He had always had disliked females; they always made him feel awkward when they spoke to him. He was more fond of his own gender because they understood him better. Then again about every human or being thought the same way about this topic... right? However, Coren is not normal.. the group had already seen this. For he felt their overpowering dislike for him choke him from all hope of getting along with them. Coren sat down in the back and rested his shovel next to him then sat Indian style as he watched them. The medic was standing looking fierce once again which didn't surprise him one bit. Coren was highly tempted to use one of his other skills to have a reason to take a nap. There was four monsters and they seemed like a pain to deal with by how everyone was readying themselves. So it may be a long battle lasting long enough that he could get a small nap in.
However, he did not trust the girl in the back row she would surely let him die if he was no longer of any use. He could picture it clearly in his mind. Coren frowned as he thought about it more. He looked over at the girl and just observed her body movements. The way she was standing and acting showed that she was not someone who took crap from anyone. But, that was a giving being that he was threatened already by her. Which he did not enjoy in the most. Then again he was being fairly annoying. Off in thought Coren ignored the fact that there was oncoming danger. It just showed how much he trusted the front line; even if he was slightly annoyed at them for not thanking them. Pulling his gaze off the girl he looked around him to notice the beauty of the land. Even if this place was filled with monsters that could kill a human or and closely related being it was in way a peaceful place. "That could be why the word garden is in its title.." he thought to himself with a thoughtful expression on his face. Getting bored once again Coren started scrunching up face to make weird facial expressions. Of course he did not let anyone else see him making these expressions otherwise he would be extremely embarrassed with himself. Here he is sitting in the back row making childish faces while everyone else was doing something helpful. But, thats what he gets for being a farmer. "At least they get extra money when they are done with the quest. That should make them happy enough.."
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HIMEKO
Support/Healing
[AWD:0102]
Posts: 25
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Post by HIMEKO on Dec 4, 2012 9:02:04 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, background-image: url('http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g16/ForTheLuvaDIRT/Watase%20Sanetoshi/2-2.jpg'); width: 415px;][style=background-color: #7a606f; width: 355px; padding: 5px; color: #cacaca; text-align: justify; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px;]Himeko knew that Pandora wasn't going to be easy to get along, but that she would completely disregard her first instruction was something which would really make this thing only more dangerous than it already was. Two Venomflies and two Woodmais weren't something you should take on lightly and if that vemonflies just lived long enough even their medic would get into serious problems. Pandora hits Woodmai I with Viper. Woodmai I takes 50% damage, but isn't poisened. "What are you doing!?", Himeko just yelled at Pandora. But this wasn't a moment were she should turn her face away from the battle. Let's see what you will do if you get poisened.At least Shelby seem to know what to do, although they would really need his attacks power to or otherwise that venomflies would never die. She was also wondering why those two in the back line wouldn't step forward and attack. They wouldn't probably deal much damage, but it was certainly more useful than just sitting around. This group is all over the place and the enemies haven't even started to make their moves.She raised her rapier. "Guard Order!", Himeko just yelled and felt that her wound was healing a bit. Himeko uses Guard Order and is healed for 5% of her health.Now the enemies would take turn. Both Venomflies would obviously try to poison their enemies. Venomfly I(100%) fails to use poison on Shelby. Venomfly II(100%) fails to use poison on Shelby.It probably was a good idea that Shelby tried to protect the line from status alignments, but they were really missing some damage. The Woodmais just curled up. Woodmai I(50%) uses Shell. Woodmai II(100%) uses Shell.This battle would sure take it's time and Himeko would at least need one more turn to prepare the group for battle.[/style][style=background-color: #7a606f; width: 355px; border-left: 5px solid #7a606f; border-right: 5px solid #7a606f; color: #a8a8a8; text-align: justify; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; border-top: 1px dashed #ffa858; padding-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 5px;] words: 301 tags: notes: I will use dice and some random factors to determine what happens in the battle. HP: 90% | Action in this Post: Guard Order credits: ZETTA! of BTN[/style] |
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Chamomile
Administrator
[AWD:05020106]MAD QUEEN OF HEARTS
Posts: 82
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Post by Chamomile on Dec 6, 2012 12:46:02 GMT -5
[atrb=align,right][atrb=style,width:320,btable][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,border-bottom: 1px solid #707070;] everybody scream your heart out | [style=float: right; border: 1px solid #707070; padding: 3; position: relative; left: 6; margin-top: 3;] Pandora struck the Woodmai, but its reaction wasn’t one of immediate ailment. It seemed to be just as healthy as before, though it did seem to be losing some strength.
“How are you still standing?” Pandora hissed between gritted teeth. Woodmai were not generally this resilient. Perhaps they had heard the battle with the Treerats from before and prepared for attackers. That would explain. And here they were building up their defenses even more, hiding further into their shells while their Venomfly friends picked off the party. Cowardly slugs…
“Fine Princess, you win.” With reluctance, Pandora turned her attention from the Woodmai to the Venomflies, and swung her arm around to strike the poisonous butterflies out of the air. Poison wouldn’t work with these nasty bugs, and that made Pandora unhappy.
Now she would be open to attacks from those stupid Woodmai, though Princess's Guard Order, and the Hoplite's giant shield would help with that, hopefully. After her attack, Pandora fell back into her usual place in the formation, and tried to make sure her back wasn't towards any of the enemies like Princess had ordered. Pandora really had mixed feelings towards this whole having a leader thing, especially because she didn't want to admit that having a leader could help at times like this. Still didn't mean she wanted to follow orders, but she would when it was appropriate.
Action: Attack on Venomfly 1 Skill Points: 13
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SHELBY
Offense/Support
[AWD:010307]
Posts: 12
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Post by SHELBY on Dec 8, 2012 22:48:50 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,446,bTable][atrb=style, background-color: #FAFAFA; border-top: 3px solid #0E292A; border-left: 1px dotted #0E292A; border-bottom: 3px solid #0E292A; border-top-left-radius: 230px; border-top-right-radius: 10px; border-bottom-right-radius: 15px; border-bottom-left-radius: 15px;] [STYLE=height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-top: -19px; border: 3px solid #0E292A; margin-left: 3px; margin-top: 40px; background-image: url(http://i48.tinypic.com/2eatpg6.png); border-radius: 100px; ][/style] [STYLE=height: 70px; width: 70px; margin-left: 80px; border: 3px solid #0E292A; margin-top: -166px; background-image: url(http://i48.tinypic.com/2eatpg6.png); border-radius: 100px;][/style] [STYLE=text-align: right; margin-right: 7px; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: -6px; margin-top: -69; font-size: 53px; color: #458589;]NEED TO,[/style][STYLE=float: right; width: 300px; font-family: helvetica; margin-right: 20px; font-size: 9px; margin-top: -10px; line-height: 8px; text-align: justify; color: #091E1F; font-weight: bold; text-transform: uppercase; text-indent: 20px;]STOP HURRYING SLOW DOWN AND TAKE CONTROL. GOTTA STOP WORRYING ABOUT YOUR PROBLEMS YOU SHOULD KNOW. NEED TO STOP FEELING LIKE MY LIFE IS SUCH A MESS .BECAUSE THE WORLD HAS GOT ME IN IT. IT'S MY TIME AND I SHOULD LIVE IT –[/style] [STYLE=margin-top: 45px; margin-left: 120px; margin-right: 20px; text-align: center; height: 40px; color: #071313; font-size: 9px; line-height: 10px; overflow: auto;]SP, 14/15 action, Attack Vendomfly I notes, Risky business[/style] [STYLE=background-color: #EEF1F1; padding: 17px; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 10px; color: #071313; text-align: justify; margin-right: 20px; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 0px; border-top-left-radius: 30px; border-top-right-radius: 30px;]Shelby couldn't help but let out a slight chuckle as the whip weilding woman scolded the monster for surviving her attack. If they weren't in the middle of serious business he would have been delighted to give her a little quip. Though that would hardly be necessary, as Hime quickly got after Pandora for her insubordination. She just sounded so miffed. Though he still didn't quite see her as their leader, he at least got a kick out of watching her do her best. It was always amusing watching the cute little ladies try to take command. At least he wasn't as worried as he was at the start, gaining some confidence in his teammate's individual capabilities. Or maybe that was just blind optimism. Either way, it was good enough for him. His positive outlook grew even brighter as Pandora complied with her orders, showing she wasn't all too stubborn. A small calm smile spread across his face as he watched the enemies, waiting for a chance to strike.
Smile quickly faded as both the Venomflies flew at him rapidly flapping their wings to send a cloud of poisonous spores at him. Eyes narrowed as he watched them, making note of both their speed and their flight path. Teeth clenched as he took a deep breath, closing his eyes as he jumped into the poisonous cloud. Spear was thrust forward as he did so, hoping to land a blow. If he managed to predict them properly, he would hopefully hit one of them. Or at least nick one of their wings. He had hoped that they couldn't see him past the thick cloud they created, meaning they would have been unable to dodge, Immediately after landing the knight went down on one knee, taking a deep breath once under the cloud. With them aiming for his original location, he could only hope that the cloud would just go over his head. Smile returned to his face, this time with a little more energy to it. He probably gave their poor medic a heart attack jumping into the poison like that.[/style] |
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Mischa
Healing
[AWD:0103][M0n:100]
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Post by Mischa on Dec 10, 2012 13:42:38 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,445,bTable][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i417.photobucket.com/albums/pp256/doggydude24/misc/patternthinggg.jpg); border-top: 3px solid #181718; border-bottom: 3px solid #181718; border-bottom-right-radius: 10px; border-top-right-radius: 10px; border-top-left-radius: 50px; border-bottom-left-radius: 10px;][STYLE=margin-left: 10px; margin-top: 7px; height: 100px; width: 50px; border-bottom-left-radius: 10px; border-top-left-radius: 50px; border: 3px solid #181718; background-image: url(http://i591.photobucket.com/albums/ss351/blinxkasshu/Fux/PrussiaFemalefull576060-1.jpg);] [/style][STYLE=margin-left: 60px; margin-top: -106px; height: 100px; width: 60px; border: 3px solid #181718; background-image: url(http://i591.photobucket.com/albums/ss351/blinxkasshu/Fux/PrussiaFemalefull576060-1.jpg);] [/style] [STYLE=margin-left: 120px; margin-top: -106px; height: 100px; width: 100px; border-bottom-right-radius: 10px; border-top-right-radius: 10px; border: 3px solid #181718; background-image: url(http://i591.photobucket.com/albums/ss351/blinxkasshu/Fux/PrussiaFemalefull576060-1.jpg);] [/style][STYLE=margin-left: 226px; width: 222px; margin-top: -103px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: georgia; color: #DFDFDF; text-align: center; font-size: 28px; letter-spacing: -1px;]L-O-V-E IS JUST[/style][STYLE=margin-left: 236px; width: 180px; background-color: #1F1D1F; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: arial; color: #DFDFDF; padding: 10px; padding-top: 5px; border-top: 4px solid #181718; text-align: justify; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 0px; border-bottom-right-radius: 20px; border-bottom-left-radius: 20px; line-height: 10px;]ANOTHER WORD I NEVER LEARNED TO PRONOUNCE. HOW DO I SAY I'M SORRY? 'CAUSE THE WORD IS JUST NEVER GONNA COME OUT. L-O-V-E'S JUST ANOTHER WORD I NEVER LEARNED TO PRONOUNCE. TIGHT JEANS, DOUBLE D'S, MAKING ME GO -- ![/style] [STYLE=float: right; background-color: #DFDFDF; padding: 12px; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; color: #2D2014; border-top: 4px solid #181718; text-align: justify; margin-right: 12px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; width: 267px; height: 320px; overflow: auto;]Unlike the now lazing Farmer, Mischa was still standing, lightly bouncing from foot to foot. She was starting to get antsy due to inactivity, and was actually considering joining in on the fray – not that she would be able to do much damage, but every little bit helps, right? That and they only had two attackers at the moment. The Woodmai proved to be as resilient as ever, one refusing to submit to Pandora’s whip, and both choosing that moment to strengthen their defenses. Hopefully the Venomflies got off a lot worse. Troublesome things…
She twisted her staff around in her hands so that she was holding it like a bat, taking a few cautious steps forward. Pandora had left a slight opening for a following attack, so Mischa could sneak in a whack and dart back in place before they could finish regrouping. She leapt forward, swinging her staff up, ready to bring it down, when someone else beat her to the punch. Shelby, that thick headed Hoplite, charged right into a poisonous cloud generated by the Venomflies – and she was running right into it. She pivoted her body to the side, sweeping her staff at the oncoming Venomflies, who seemed to have overshot their assault on the Hoplite. She landed gracefully on her feet before hopping back several paces and away from the enemy. Let them be someone else’s problem. For now…
Mischa jabbed the end of her staff in Shelby’s direction, her pale cheeks flared red in anger. "What the hell were you thinking?! Jumping into a cloud of toxins?! Are you insane?!" She pulled her lips back in an unhappy snarl. Reckless fool…just because there was a Medic in the party did not mean he could throw caution to the wind and prance around like he was indestructible. She drove the end of her staff into the ground in frustration, enough so that it could stand of its own accord. "Don’t come crying to me when your health starts to fail. "
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WORDS: 333.
NOTES: Action: Fancy staff twirling at some Venomflies Skill points: 15/15
CREDIT: kiwii at btn and gs![/style]
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HIMEKO
Support/Healing
[AWD:0102]
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Post by HIMEKO on Jan 14, 2013 10:45:03 GMT -5
Well Pandora seemed to finally give in to her orders and attack the venomfly which had to be killed before that would be even ready to deal with the woodmais. She could always apply poison to them even when their defense was maxed out but Himeko should focus on bringing out her buffs and then help in the attack. Himeko noticed that Corentin had gone missing and bit her tongue. Well now they really had to get their deal together to finish these monsters off.
"Attack Order!" She screamed and Himeko could feel the increase in strength right away and also that her HP had gone up again. With 95% of her health she was perpared for whatever they might throw at them.
At least her party members where focusing a target now and the life of Venomfly I was reduced to nearly 33%, but they were still dangerous as hell if they would spread out their poison again.
Venonmfly I uses Attack on Shelby and hits for 20% damage.
Himeko could suddenly see that huge violet cloud of toxic racing towards her and before she could even react or dodge it she took a decent breath of it and feel the burning inside her body. "Damn it!" She coughed and moved away from the could first.
Venomfly II poisons Himeko.
Woodmai I (50%) & II (100%) curl up to increase their defense even further.
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