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 Posted: Sun Dec 08, 2013 2:05 am
Kettil had been a busy boil. A very busy boil, too busy to see if Mot would be up for his shenanigans and just pretty much set everything up anyways. There would be a note on the door of Mot's room and attached to that note was a couple of toy guns with a good number of sticky darts as ammunition. The note was simple but demanding. Kettil had knocked on the door just in case Mot was home and then left the scene before the door could open, it was a supposed to be a surprise after all.
When Mot arrived at the Gym he'd find that Kettil had redecorated a small portion of it with small easy-to-carry cardboard cutouts of a small western town and a couple of cactuses to represent a desert minus the sand (it was deemed to be too difficult to pick up when they got done). There were a bunch of other little things that made it look like it was out of the scene of a western, nearby on a table was even one of those toy sheriff badges as well as other small bits of cowboy costuming that seemed like it might fit Mot if he saw fit to put them on.
Kettil sat near one of the cardboard cactuses covered in war paint (courtesy of Freya), and he had a small bow on his lap and a couple of arrow sticky darts in a quiver at his belt. Was this likely an affront to his culture? Certainly. Did he mind? Not one bit. He understood that movies were movies and old ones at that. Kettil also knew that this was all about fun simply because he had set it up himself.
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Bittiface rolled 1 20-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Dec 09, 2013 7:29 pm
Mot was heard running through halls, his spurs clicking sharply the whole way. A game! A Gaaaaame! The boil grinned as he stopped in the gym, eyes squinting in glee. He'd gone through the trouble of making it like an old west town. It reminded him of the time some years ago when Mitsu had taken him out when he was upset. "Well, howdy partner." Mot spun one of the guns Kettil had left for him around his finger. "Fancy meeting you here~"
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Pales rolled 1 20-sided dice:
10
Total: 10 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Dec 10, 2013 2:12 am
"Greetings Sheriff Pale-Face," Kettil grinned over at Mot as he arrived and seemed ready to start the festivities. The boil stood up and pointed, "Long have your people intruded upon our lands, it is time we take back what is ours."
He overacting and knew it with each dramatic word he made.
"This is now a war, I hope you are ready to go down." Kettil then raised his toy bow and set up his own ammunition.
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Pales rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 9
Total: 14 (2-20)
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Posted: Tue Dec 10, 2013 2:15 am
Kettil unleashed one arrow at Mot, then did so seven more times at the boil aiming for different parts of the poor 'Sheriff'. Arms, Legs, Chest. These all became targets for Kettil and once he was done with that he dove behind a cardboard cutout of a cactus nearby all the while laughing. DMG: 8 HP: 50 [DMG = # of STICKY ARROWS]
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Bittiface rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 2
Total: 8 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 7:06 pm
HP: 42 Damage: 2 Mot paniced, barely able to get any "bullets" stuck to Kettile in the time it took him to shake off his initial bafflement. He scrambled to hide afterward, long limbs comically flailing with toy arrows bobbing about.
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Pales rolled 2 10-sided dice:
1, 7
Total: 8 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Dec 29, 2013 8:25 pm
Kettil let out a short laugh as Mot went flailing about, even as some of the projectiles stuck to him. He returned fire with his 'bow and arrow', he aimed directly for Mot's rear end as he fired.
"FIRE IN THE HOLE," Kettil shouted as he fired.
Kettil was a real comedian. Hohohoho.
After the shots were fired he tried to duck behind one of the smaller cardboard cacti. DMG: 2 HP: 48
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Bittiface rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 3
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Dec 29, 2013 8:46 pm
Mot yelped. "KETTIL, YOU'RE SUCH A SCARELING!" As if he wasn't, running around with a toy gun. The reaper expertly fired several rounds at Kettil's back, giving him a dino-like spine. HP: 40 Damage: 6
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Pales rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 2
Total: 9 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Dec 29, 2013 8:51 pm
Kettil cackled at Mot's shout and responded with, "YOU LIKE IT. IT KEEPS YOU ON YOUR TOES," he laughed even as Mot managed to find him and give him a nice backside full of spines. Behold the rare and elusive Kettisaurus.
The boil turned around and fired a set of arrows at Mot's torso, "HYAAA~. TAKE THAT COWBOIL."
Then Kettil went running again. DMG: 3 HP: 42
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Bittiface rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 6
Total: 13 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Dec 30, 2013 2:18 pm
Kettil was a goon. A total goon. Mot furrowed his brows and ran after the tall looney-toon, firing shots whenever he saw an opening. One landed on his forehead. "Behold! A rare unicorn!"HP: 37
DMG: 7
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Pales rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 6
Total: 10 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Dec 30, 2013 7:21 pm
Kettil's eyes crossed as he tried to stare upward at the protrusion that stuck out of his forehead now and he just sort of snorted and bit his tongue before he said something perverse regarding unicorns and their rarity.
Instead he just aimed at Mot and fired a line of shots at the other boil, aiming to get the cowboil a matching set on the cheeks ... the cheeks on his face that is. "You need to eat more fatty foods, cowboil, you're gonna freeze out on the range."DMG: 4 HP: 35
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Bittiface rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 4
Total: 6 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Dec 30, 2013 7:35 pm
"Perhaps I should simply move to a warmer climate to suit my body." He grinned back, since no amount of coercing ever seemed to make Mot eat much for very long. He fired more shots, but Kettil seemed to dodge them. HP: 33 Damage: Miss
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Pales rolled 2 10-sided dice:
1, 5
Total: 6 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jan 01, 2014 5:03 pm
Kettil was about to fire more arrow stickers but Mot's words caused him to misfire cause he suddenly had a thought about the climate change.
More like a serious concern.
"That is true but ...do you sunburn easily? Like really easily?" Kettil's eyes were suddenly comically wide with concern. DMG: 0 HP: 35
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Bittiface rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 7
Total: 14 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 5:49 pm
"I... am not certain." Mot responded, "I've never been in harsh pumpkin light before."He shrugged, and shot Kettil several times. He made a happy face on his tummy out of 'bullets'. DMG: 8 HP: 33
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Pales rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 8
Total: 13 (2-20)
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Posted: Fri Jan 03, 2014 3:44 pm
This was becoming dreadfully serious. DREADFULLY SERIOUS.
"What if ... ... what if you burn up and no one can save you. Mot I need to stay with you always." Kettil said with a wide eyed expression even as Mot decorated his stomach with a smiley face.
..Kettil returned the favor by firing an arrangement of arrows that looked like a surprised cyclops on Mot's front.
..What? .. Mot dodged some of them. Don't judge. DMG: 7 HP: 25
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Bittiface rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 2
Total: 11 (2-20)
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Posted: Fri Jan 03, 2014 5:32 pm
"N-no! Kettil no! NO!" No Kettils bothering him 24/7! Mot was a social boil but he much enjoyed his solitude! And Kettil was... Kettil was.... weird.So he shot him in the forehead to get the point across. Several times. HP: 26 DMG: 5
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