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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 11:15 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 6:03 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 11:07 am
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 11:49 pm
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Ai Akura rolled 1 20-sided dice:
15
Total: 15 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2007 2:37 am
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As the bowl of oatmeal slides closer, it bubbles and pops menacingly. The girl is confused, and somewhat afraid. First the oatmeal was hastily shoved in her face, then it was suddenly pulled away. Now from her perspective it slowly and surely it begins to advance towards her.
Not knowing how to respond, she reaches out for it in self defense.
1~2 Critical Failure! Her hand smacks down on the bowl of oatmeal, catching the advance lip of the bowl. The oatmeal is catapulted directly towards her, splashing all over her face and dress.
3~10 Miss! Her hand smacks now next to the bowl, which is jostled slightly. The oatmeal sloshes menacingly, obviously still full of vitality.
11~18 Hit! Her hand splashes down dead center in the oatmeal. Though some spills out, the oatmeal's viscosity holds most of it together in the bowl. Promptly the sticky oatmeal begins to coalesce, happily oozing through her delicate fingers and steeping them in it's nourishing humors.
A mixed look of both enjoyment and horror spreads across the girl's face.
19~20 Critical Hit! Her hand slams down on the table with much more force than she was anticipating, sending the bowl careening, airborne. As the bowl flies through the air it connects with the emergency sprinkler on the ceiling, causing it to malfunction and sending a rain of water and oatmeal down upon everyone in the room. The bowl, upon impact, bounces off the sprinkler and falls in the opposite direction. It lands upon Sarah's head perfectly as if a new item of headgear, the remnants of the oatmeal dripping down between her eyes, following the curvature of her nose.
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2007 4:45 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2007 11:33 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 30, 2007 8:26 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 30, 2007 11:13 pm
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For a moment, Sarah looked like she was about to start tearing up, but then the oatmeal hit, and she couldn't kep a straight face. SHe pulled out to handkecheifs, handing one to Iris.
She began whiping out her long hair, "Well, its alright, well all need some time alone." Sarah paused ad checked at what was in her hair... "Well, at least its oatmeal that hasn't spent some time inside a persons body..." she siad, sounding like she had experienced the unplesantness first hand.
She stepped to the side, and gestured towards the girl, "It seems like we'll have another live in guest... and I'm afraid I don't have any idea what the girls name is... or if she even has one..."
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2007 6:10 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 6:12 pm
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Tybalt was regaining concussness, and he attempted to sit up and he couldn't due to his utter lack of energy. "Null." He muttered. "What happened out there?" As usual, he doesn't remember a thing that Null did or that Happened to Null when he took over their body. He then notices the wounds on himself. "What? That doesn't seem right? What did they do to us Null?" He was right, Null rarely got damage, so what ever happened to them, it was bad. Then his growling stomach made itself known, which wasn't unusual because he always used a lot of energy when he was Null, and when he changed into Null. But of course any dark soul summon takes a whole lot of energy and endurance or it would eat the poor fool whole. No matter the person however it still did that, expect in a slow and painful way. In the darksoul state, it drains all energy and uses it as a powerful fire, just to make the body move in that state. Then a troubling thought came over Tybalt. "Where am I?"
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