*Cut for Theren. That sure sucks man, sorry you got to deal with all that.*
She pats their shoulders softly, leaning against them, “You are amazing, honey.”
“How ‘bout you let go o’ those kids an’ you’ll find out?” She cracks her knuckles, beginning to walk towards them.
*Itll be fine. Off until saturday i think*
He nods, looking at his grease covered hands
He presses the blade closer to their throats, blood speckiling. "Ah ah ah. Careful now."
*That sounds fun.*
She begins to rub off their hands with her towel, smiling softly.
She sighs, stopping “Don’t make me do nothin’ you’ll regret, hurt those kids an’ you’ll learn what bein’ hunted feels like.”
*Yeah*
He struggles to stay awake, swaying with exhaustion.
He presses the sword closer to the kids necks. "I'm not afraid of you."
She notices, holding them and leading them to their bed, laying them down, giving them a kiss.
“Oh trust me, if ya hurt those kids,” Her voice grows frigid as her claws extend “Ya will be.”
Leo kisses her back sleepily.
The Curse laughs, the blade moving quickly. Each kid drops dead.
She waits for them to fall asleep before preparing to go shopping to get ready for the wedding.
And with that, She charges him, attempting to tackle him to the ground, and begins punching. Grapple:27 To hit:192223 Damage:121214 Bonus damage:252522
*Cut for Theren. That sure sucks man, sorry you got to deal with all that.*
She pats their shoulders softly, leaning against them, “You are amazing, honey.”
“How ‘bout you let go o’ those kids an’ you’ll find out?” She cracks her knuckles, beginning to walk towards them.
*Itll be fine. Off until saturday i think*
He nods, looking at his grease covered hands
He presses the blade closer to their throats, blood speckiling. "Ah ah ah. Careful now."
*That sounds fun.*
She begins to rub off their hands with her towel, smiling softly.
She sighs, stopping “Don’t make me do nothin’ you’ll regret, hurt those kids an’ you’ll learn what bein’ hunted feels like.”
*Yeah*
He struggles to stay awake, swaying with exhaustion.
He presses the sword closer to the kids necks. "I'm not afraid of you."
She notices, holding them and leading them to their bed, laying them down, giving them a kiss.
“Oh trust me, if ya hurt those kids,” Her voice grows frigid as her claws extend “Ya will be.”
Leo kisses her back sleepily.
The Curse laughs, the blade moving quickly. Each kid drops dead.
She waits for them to fall asleep before preparing to go shopping to get ready for the wedding.
And with that, She charges him, attempting to tackle him to the ground, and begins punching. Grapple:28 To hit:222321 Damage:121313 Bonus damage:252037
he falls asleep rather quickly.
STR: 24
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She goes out to go get a dress and such things, writing a note telling where she is in case Leo wakes up early.
They aren't strong enough to break from her tackle, continuing to punch down on them, her eyes cold with rage.
Leo is still asleep by the time she gets back.
The curse laughs and laughs. His body morphs and slips out of her grasp. "oh this'll be fun."
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*Crap, oh well.*
She decides to try out the dress outside of the store, wearing the floofy white dress with her hair rebraided, a broad smile on her face at the thought of simply being wed to Leo.
(Reroll, though he's probably going to hit.)
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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.'
She goes out to go get a dress and such things, writing a note telling where she is in case Leo wakes up early.
They aren't strong enough to break from her tackle, continuing to punch down on them, her eyes cold with rage.
Leo is still asleep by the time she gets back.
The curse laughs and laughs. His body morphs and slips out of her grasp. "oh this'll be fun."
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*Crap, oh well.*
She decides to try out the dress outside of the store, wearing the floofy white dress with her hair rebraided, a broad smile on her face at the thought of simply being wed to Leo.
(Reroll, though he's probably going to hit.)
-insert Leo sleeping here-
*why dice gods, why do you hate me?*
Attack: 25 Damage: 44
Attack: 11 Damage: 58
Attack: 20 Damage: 23
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I think you mean us, good place to end for the other then? Also, did the attacks before hit?*
Two of the attacks land, cutting into her, but she doesn't care. She keeps swinging at them. To hit:272329 Damage:101412 Smite damage:152020
*Except for the 21 yeah, and I kinda wanna cont with them somehow*
The curse is thrown around, blood dripping from his nose. He laughs the entire time.
Attack: 29 Damage: 48
Attack: 23 Damage: 42
Attack: 19 Damage: 40
(Okay, I don't know what to do though, Ana's just in the moment enjoying her wedding dress.)
All of the attacks hit her, and she couldn't care less. She casts a 7th level Heal on herself before throwing another punch. To hit:29 Damage:13 Smite damage:31
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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.'
*Itll be fine. Off until saturday i think*
He nods, looking at his grease covered hands
He presses the blade closer to their throats, blood speckiling. "Ah ah ah. Careful now."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*That sounds fun.*
She begins to rub off their hands with her towel, smiling softly.
She sighs, stopping “Don’t make me do nothin’ you’ll regret, hurt those kids an’ you’ll learn what bein’ hunted feels like.”
*Yeah*
He struggles to stay awake, swaying with exhaustion.
He presses the sword closer to the kids necks. "I'm not afraid of you."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*its only 30 degrees but it feels like friggin 12.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*I hate the cold*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Good morning, i slept a good amount for once*
She notices, holding them and leading them to their bed, laying them down, giving them a kiss.
“Oh trust me, if ya hurt those kids,” Her voice grows frigid as her claws extend “Ya will be.”
*I feel you, it’s raining where I am too.*
Leo kisses her back sleepily.
The Curse laughs, the blade moving quickly. Each kid drops dead.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She waits for them to fall asleep before preparing to go shopping to get ready for the wedding.
And with that, She charges him, attempting to tackle him to the ground, and begins punching. Grapple:27 To hit:19 22 23 Damage:12 12 14 Bonus damage:25 25 22
*My goodness I am rolling so bad even with advance what is going on?*
he falls asleep rather quickly.
STR: 24
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She goes out to go get a dress and such things, writing a note telling where she is in case Leo wakes up early.
They aren't strong enough to break from her tackle, continuing to punch down on them, her eyes cold with rage.
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.)
Leo is still asleep by the time she gets back.
The curse laughs and laughs. His body morphs and slips out of her grasp. "oh this'll be fun."
Attack: 19 Damage: 33
Attack: 11 Damage: 40
Attack: 12 Damage: 33
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Crap, oh well.*
She decides to try out the dress outside of the store, wearing the floofy white dress with her hair rebraided, a broad smile on her face at the thought of simply being wed to Leo.
(Reroll, though he's probably going to hit.)
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.)
-insert Leo sleeping here-
*why dice gods, why do you hate me?*
Attack: 25 Damage: 44
Attack: 11 Damage: 58
Attack: 20 Damage: 23
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I think you mean us, good place to end for the other then? Also, did the attacks before hit?*
Two of the attacks land, cutting into her, but she doesn't care. She keeps swinging at them. To hit:27 23 29 Damage:10 14 12 Smite damage:15 20 20
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.)
*Except for the 21 yeah, and I kinda wanna cont with them somehow*
The curse is thrown around, blood dripping from his nose. He laughs the entire time.
Attack: 29 Damage: 48
Attack: 23 Damage: 42
Attack: 19 Damage: 40
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Good morning, my lovely creatures and cryptids! How are you all doing today?*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
(Okay, I don't know what to do though, Ana's just in the moment enjoying her wedding dress.)
All of the attacks hit her, and she couldn't care less. She casts a 7th level Heal on herself before throwing another punch. To hit:29 Damage:13 Smite damage:31
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.)