KaBling

Table of Monsters

So like, I'm supposed to post.

Okay then.

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Miles against White Mage
Miles AIM ROLL: 19 + 5(AgiMOD)

White Mage DODGE ROLL: 4 + 10(LuckMOD)

Total Roll difference is 10 = (CRIT!)

Miles DMG ROLL: N/A (Crit)

DAMAGE ROLL: 1.5 * 10 (bear in mind damage multiplier on a crit is now 1.5 rather than 2) + 3 + 13/2 (DEXmod and rounded up)
= 25 dmg

White Mage HP: 30 - 25 (crit ignores def) = 5 HP

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absolutely savage

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<Snipped quote by Lugia>

I'll hopefully have a surplus of time after I graduate on Sunday.

@lavulman

yay, you're gonna be successful compared to us hopefuls

Last year of high scool AND I got no idea what to do

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lavul's apparently been more or less online. I'd imagine he can't actually speak to us, let alone roleplay.

I'm gonna assume his computer issues are severely hampering him, unfortunately.

Lavul, if you're reading this... do you remember a guy who went by the name "Stale Pizza"? I think you mentioned he had Skype or something.

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post pls @Lugia

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Well, that took a long time And then, we finished off the Salamence, leaving him and the Charizard sprawled together on the oven-like floor. They would likely be fine, but moving quickly would definitely avoid the revenge afterwards. By the time the fight finished I felt somewhat tired and drowsy, if not a bit... thirsty? Well, that's how most people described it. I really did have a nagging feeling for water now, probably to do with the fact that I was becoming more... alive. Something like that anyway. It was probably something to do with evolving, which was strange because no one seemed to mention it; likely because I didn't even change forms. At least my black feathers and other weird avian features seemed to vanish, and I don't think anyone got hurt that badly from the fight. Heck, my body seemed more polished, free of any nicks or scratches. My scar? Just gone. Seemed like I was back at day one, where I was essentially born or something. I still miss Davis, more or less.

As I was still flipping magnets around and inspecting myself, Celes highlighted the reason why we were here, and it certainly wasn't to lope around and continue fighting. We had to get to Reshiram to unfreeze the accursed town, considering how the climate was off and the lukewarm temperatures couldn't free anyone. I did wonder why the town was frozen over by outside forces; maybe it wasn't malicious intent, considering very few legendaries would go and disrupt people's lives without enduring the wrath of Arceus. Perhaps there was a disease spreading around the town, and they had little choice but to contain everything.

Until we had further context, we had only one place to go. Upstairs, up the levels, and to beg for Reshiram's assistance. Funny how life seems to direct you around the place, only to have you slammed by the might of a deity. At least this place is warm, and the ground even seems to be heated for Arceus' benefit. Alas, that just reminds me of how sweltering the tower was, with thick heated air making breathing feel like eating fire.

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The golem became a memory as I stepped in circles, looking for a bit of action to break the defeated mood. Deravan looked disapproved and even Robert looked somewhat down, staring into the sand and remaining silent against the words of others. I rubbed my eye and started wadding through the sand in my footwear, assuming that Dorisma knew where she was going. I clenched my eyes and yawned, rubbing excess tears away from my eyelids as he continued journeying slowly through the undisturbed desert. I'd probably need to go to bed slightly earlier than usual, especially as my joints were aching and my arm felt messed up.

I thought about that kid a few times as we continued walking, eventually reflecting on that bastard ninja who messed up his transformation spell, at least from my perspective. Hopefully I could find a shaman or someone similar to reverse my form, giving me an excuse to fork out more than enough cash and bet for a service. The princess seemed distant and cold, not even breaking a sweat as I turned to her while still walking. Her expression seemed to be locked to flashback eyes, staring through everyone as I felt my soul shudder.

Eventually the cacti we walked past were replaced by dry bushes and sticks, grass finally growing but parched and sickeningly brown. The path we were walking on became more developed, from depressions in the sand to gravel and abandoned road markers. It seemed as if Mother Nature was trying to create rain to relieve the plants at our feet, a thin layer of silver in the sky that couldn't veil the noon above us. The view was relatively uninteresting, save for a few sticks dug into the ground and a cabin or two. No one seemed to speak during the walk as if we just lost someone, though arguably I was so lost in my thoughts that I (myself) couldn't hear anything.

Either way, I was shaken awake from my dreamless walk, no longer dozing in a zombie state. A heat wave that washed through my clothes forced my eyes open at splinters and embers swirling through the air like fairies. "What in the-" I muttered something before being interrupted by coughing and even shrieks, witnessing a cart ablaze and its occupants ready to cull us for blood. "Oh in the name of the Lord, what's going on? Why can't we just get to the dust and get this over with?"

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Well, I was both waiting for Lavul, and had a relatively busy week, Kabling. Besides, there have been times where it took you fourteen days to post.

@Lugia

Lavul mentioned his computer was broken. And those times were when I had exams, so I'm surprised that it didn't affect my posting here more or less.

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[Disregard this double-post]

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That took longer than needed.

Time to post I guess.

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I twirled my knife in the air as it cut through the stillness of the atmosphere, catching it by the handle and slipping it into my pocket. I stared at our team-mates as frustration was dug into their expressions, ready to choke the remaining life of the golem if it came even a kilometre near us. "Lads, experience and cash isn't everything." I gave my opinion on the ordeal and looked down at my shoes. "I mean vengeance is appropriate, but certainly not in these circumstances." By the time I looked up, Robert had already got himself lost again. He was a strange guy, out of breath with every word he spoke and more off-course than a blind horse. His attire spoke of high importance and even military history, but it juxtaposed with the quirkiness he expressed, as he kicked up sand and exclaimed his loss for words and directions towards Dorisma. (That's also a juxtaposition, if you think about it.)

"Robert, can we please get somewhere by the afternoon?" Shouting didn't seem to make him any better at navigation unfortunately, as I turned towards the desert and kept my eyes on the horizon. At this rate, the dust would get to us rather than the other way around. So far, it seemed to have roaming camels and parties of men looking for experience, but they were so far off that we wouldn't be able to reach them by the time darkness set it. "Does anyone else want a go at walking?" I asked, no longer turning my back against the others and hoping someone would actually do something.