Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
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*Two 3s in a row is insane to me.*
He dodges both of the bullets, despite being slow and lumbersome, it seems X's gun misfired and missed. Tresa runs in, swinging her sword. To hit:7 Damage:8 The assassin tries to swing down on Tresa after going into a rage. To hit:9 Damage:15
Once she is healed, she looks back to them with worry in her eyes "Are ya okay Oliver? Ya seem more hurt than me."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*No, he's back in the regular woods*
Leo is hitting a hammer down on a sheet of metal over and ovver.
Oliver is rocking back and forth
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Alright. Take care, and reach out if you need anything.*
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Jobah? How about you?*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Son of a-" he grumbles, blocking the attack on Tresa with his metal hand. "No way choom." he then fires his gun again. Attack: 17 Damage: 19 Attack: 26 Damage: 27
He nods. "I'm ok..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He eats the second bullet, a chunk of his face spraying against the wall. He groans in pain as Tresa swings at them again (To hit:8 Damage:9), and this time, the assassin goes after Tresa with a reckless attack. To hit:15 Damage:8
She tilts her head, holding out a hand to see how they react "Ya can be honest with me, sweetheart. I won't be mad 'er nothin'."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He takes the hit for her, making him kneel over. "Alright gonk. Get [1gp]ed!" he then moves at lightning speed, on the mans shoulders, gun to the back of his head. "Dont move."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Sparrow and Merabelle*
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Sorry, missed the other rp.*
That attack would've hit Tresa, and if it did, she would barely be standing, if standing at all. The assassin seems to think it over, if he shoots, they are probably dead, but then again, they are probably dead either way. They swing down on Tresa again. To hit:24 Damage:10
She tilts her head, holding out a hand to see how they react "Ya can be honest with me, sweetheart. I won't be mad 'er nothin'."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*All good*
"NO!" he yanks hard on their weapon hand with his metal one, trying to rip it clean off. STR: 15
"Im okay.." he snaps
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Okay.*
Sparrow is at his house, sitting on the porch, alone, drinking from his flask and looking blankly into the distance. He's probably thinking about something, but from the looks of it, he's just tired and drunk as he rocks back and forth in his chair.
Merabelle is healing herself as well as the forest after her and Omori's fight with the Seer. Some of the rot still permeates the woods, and Merabelle is slowly but surely purifying every little bit of it.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
(you want to rp Theren?)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
Strength:28
She nods slowly, before walking over to the entrance of the cave, and beginning to paint something.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He more or less is thrown off, firing his gun as he's thrown. Attack: 17 Damage: 20 Attack: 17 Damage: 17
He stays in his corner, shaking violently.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The second shot blasts even more of his face off, but he does land the hit, knocking her unconscious with the blow. He swings down again, taking two of her death saves.
After a while, she sits back next to them, holding to canvas, now having a painting of the wizard Merabelle hopes Oliver will become, "I want ya ta know, no matter what, I love ya Oliver."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*I have songs stuck in my head again*
*but it’s just half the soundtrack of SIX*
*Oh hey Arch, I've had some songs stuck in my head recently.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"YOU MOTHER [1GP]ER!!" he screams, firing a hailstorm into them. Attack: 20 Damage: 26 Attack: 25 Damage: 27 Attack: 17 Damage: 21 Attack: 26 Damage: 24
He nods
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(I don't know the band)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*hiya Jester! What songs?*