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 Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 5:56 pm
class mechanics 
PROFESSOR NAME ToT'er Name: Break
General Information: Break believes that both agility and endurance is the best asset for a to trick or treater to have, so with the interest of looking for potential among the students he invites you all to try his course.
The Course: Thunder Road
A rocky, uneven road built to test the students and see how they handle themselves across rough terrain. Your student must run through the entire course, up hill, and keep running without stopping. If they slow their pace or come to a complete stop, they'll be struck by lightning and it will be the end of the line for them!
Course can be ran solo or in groups.
Win - You've survived five rounds of dice rolls and crossed the finish line!
Lose - If your HP has reached zero, there is a narrow path on each side of the course. Hop off onto it and exit the room. If insta-killed, you dissipate and wake-up in Nurse Cricket's Office.
Mechanics: Roll a one 8-sided die to determine the results your student will get and make sure to adjust your HP accordingly
Each time you survive a round, repeat the above until you complete the course.
1 Insta-kill!
2 Live
3 - 10 HP
4 - 20 HP
5 Live
6 Live
7 - 20 HP
8 - 10 HP
Bonus Mechanics:
If you get a lousy roll, a Y2 or Y3 student may roll a one 6-sided die ( ONE TIME ONLY ) and attempt to evade the hit.
Y2 students must roll a 5 or 6 to evade the lightning.
Y3 students must roll an even number to evade the lightning.YOU LOSE/FINISH THIS CLASS WHEN... - You are hit 0 HP That means you have to make ANOTHER rp to try again!
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 5:59 pm
Attempt one:
Sheridan eyed the course with narrowed eyes, arms crossed, tail twitching somewhat nervously behind him. It wasn't that he was afraid or that he doubted his abilities, well okay, maybe he was a bit...frightened, he didn't especially like the idea of being hit by lightning. As a flying creature, the dragon knew all too well the dangers of lightning and how quickly it could send one crashing to the ground in a mass of wings and debris...or worse.
His head shook, he was not convinced this was a good idea, in fact he was sure it was not. Well, there was no turning back now...
(( HP: 40/40 ))
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Amon Larethian rolled 1 8-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-8)
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 6:04 pm
Sheridan took a deep breath, tail lashing behind him as he crouched low to the ground. His muscles coiled, and he was off, running as fast as he could up the hill, doing his best to dodge left and right as the lightning stuck nearby. He had to run faster, had to stay ahead of the--
ARRGG!!
The lightning had been too swift, or maybe it was that he wasn't swift enough. Reguardless he took a strike directly to the shoulder, the shock searing and radiating down his arm and knocking him off balance to send him sprawling to the ground. Jack, get up Sheridan, quickly!
He couldn't wait, pushing off with is good arm, Sheridan resumed his charge up the hill. Faster, he had to run faster!
(( round 1
HP: 30/40 ))
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Amon Larethian rolled 1 8-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-8)
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 6:13 pm
Faster, faster, dodge, this way, no that--ARRRRGGGGG!!
A misread of the lightning and a possible slowing in his pace had proved to be a near fatal mistake. The lightning struck hard, sending the dragon sprawling off his feet and gasping for breath. Oh jack that hurt, that really REALLY hurt!
He could feel nothing of his left arm or shoulder and was quite honestly now finding it a bit difficult to find his footing again. Oh jack, that lightning was getting way to close again, GET UP AND RUN LIKE HELL!
(( round 2
HP: 10/40 ))
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Amon Larethian rolled 1 8-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-8)
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 6:24 pm
Get up, get up, get up! Sheridan tried to scramble to his feet, using his hands as well as his feet to propel himself forward until he could find his footing again. Jack damn it that lightning was getting far too close! He was getting tired, he couldn't keep this pace up. And at that moment the thought of what sadistic mind had created such a course was screaming in his mind almost as loudly as the one that told him to get his a** in gear and dodge that lightning!
Run, run! It was too close, he couldn't outrun it, he would have to dodge it--
(( round 3
HP: 10/40 - rolling for save below ))
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Amon Larethian rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 6:30 pm
Sheridan leapt, rolling forward in a last attempt to dodge the lightning. For a moment he thought it had missed him, maybe that particular bolt had, but the sudden jolt that crashed down on him told him otherwise.
ARRRRGGGGGGGGGGG!!
He had been thrown several feet by the lightning strike, skidding helplessly across the ground, his chest heaving heavily as he gasp for breath, his whole body feeling numb and yet on fire at the same time. It was too much, he could barely drag himself back to his feet, limping rather painfully toward the edge of the course, away from the lightning. It wasn't surrender, not when his resolve was set to try again. But for today he could not go on, he was forced to limb away from the course in defeat and try again another day.
(( round 3
HP: 0/40 - FAIL ))
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Posted: Sun May 13, 2012 11:56 am
Attempt two
Sheridan's tail twitched, he wasn't feeling any more confident about the thunder road course than he had been the day before. Thunder road, a fitting name he supposed, though he couldn't help but think it sounded like something out of a bad post apocalyptic move.
Did he really want to try this again? He wasn't so sure, but not doing so would mean admitting defeat, and while he may have done so even a few months ago, he was not especially keen on the idea of admitting defeat, especially not after all that had happened.
His resolve set (though his confidence not quite), a sigh, and a deep breath, Sheridan started up the hill.
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Amon Larethian rolled 1 8-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun May 13, 2012 11:57 am
His confidence seemed to grow with each step along the course, his pace swift, his feet sure. He charged as fast as he dared, though not so fast that he used up all his strength in one burst.
He also seemed to be better at dodging the strikes, quickly zipping one way then the other to avoid the strikes as they struck the ground near his feet.
Unfortunately the strikes were swifter than he could dodge, taking a strike directly to the base of his tail. A fierce roar that may have been a cry, Sheridan tumbled forward, his tail now tingling with that all too familiar painful numbness. Anyone listening would have heard a rather long and loud stream of curses uttered in draconic as he dragged himself to his feet, determined to continue the course.
(( round 1
HP: 30/40 ))
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Amon Larethian rolled 1 8-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun May 13, 2012 12:15 pm
He wasn't fast enough to get to his feet, taking another strike as he tried to stand. The best he could manage was a roll that at least kept the lightning from striking him with full force. Jack that still hurt though! He was quickly developing a dislike of lightning!
(( round 2
HP: 20/40 ))
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Amon Larethian rolled 1 8-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun May 13, 2012 12:38 pm
Jack that lightning was getting closer! Summoning his strength, the dragon leapt to his feet, wings folded flat against his back, a lash of his tail and he surged forward, racing up the hill as fast as he could.
A well timed dodge, a tuck and roll forward, the strike that had been headed straight for him missed and instead struck the ground directly behind him. The clash of lightning echoed in his ears, spurning him onward, driving his legs to move faster, to run as hard as he could up that hill. It was too late to conserve energy, he had to run, he had to run fast and he couldn't stop. Even if his legs were growing tired, even though his chest heaved with his breath, he had to keep running!
(( round 3
HP: 20/30 ))
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Amon Larethian rolled 1 8-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun May 13, 2012 12:45 pm
He was growing tired, he could feel his legs giving out, could feel the growing sting where the lightning had struck him, the numbness that spread through his limbs. He couldn't go on much longer, perhaps only a few more steps, but he wasn't giving up!
Summoning his strength, he pushed himself onward. Just a little further, a little further and he could outrun that bolt of lightning he knew was drawing close, the electricity that he could feel standing his hair on end. Come on Sheridan, run, you can do this!
(( round 4
HP: 20/40 - rolling for save below ))
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Amon Larethian rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun May 13, 2012 12:53 pm
Despite his best efforts, despite the will he poured into his legs, into his body to move faster, to make it up that hill, he could not outrun the lightning. It was simply too fast, and by the time he knew it was on him, it was too late to dodge.
A resounding crack in his ears, a blinding flash, the familiar surge of electricity through his limbs as it struck him hard and sent him sprawling forward, crashing into the ground with a hard thud. It may have been merciful that the lightning had thrown him to the edge of the course, it was only a few weary steps to the side path that would lead him off the road and away from the course.
(( round 4
HP: 0/40 - FAIL! ))
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2012 4:51 pm
Attempt three:
There was irritation in the flick of his tail as he glared at no one in particular, his gazed fixed in the direction of the lightning charged course. He was not showing a lack of confidence, but rather a growing impatience and frustration. He had begun to wonder if there was even a point to this course, unless it was for the amusement of the deranged mind that had created it in the first place.
There was a part of him that was question if it was even worth it, if he should even bother trying the course again. And then there was the increasingly stubborn part of him, the part that refused to give up or surrender.
A growl, a snort, and a huff, Sheridan turned toward the course. He would try again.
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Amon Larethian rolled 1 8-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-8)
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2012 4:52 pm
An angry, furious roar echoed in the wake of the thunderous crash, the lightning throwing the dragon to the ground amid a flurry of curses and swears in a mix of the draconic and halloween languages. ARRRGG! He really hated thunder, he hated lightning, he hated this course, and most of all he -hated- the one who had created this course.
When he hauled himself back to his feet, he stalked up the hill, his tail lashing angrily behind him. There may or may not have been several more curses uttered as he turned to race up the hill again, a waste of breath perhaps, but he was too angry to care.
(( round 1
HP: 20/40 ))
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Amon Larethian rolled 1 8-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-8)
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2012 4:59 pm
With a vicious snarl at the lightning crashing around him, a snap of his tail propelled him onward, deftly (or luckily) jumping to one side to avoid the lightning that most certainly was heading straight for him.
He almost thought of using his wings and just flying through the course. But though he may have gained speed, he knew better than to dare attempt it. Opening his wings would have been suicide and would have drawn the lightning straight for him. He had no choice but to run on foot and hope that the momentum of his tail would continue to push him up the hill.
(( round 2
HP: 20/40 ))
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