Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
Both hit as he is blown backwards. "Hand to hand! Come on!"
He raises an eyebrow "Why the [gp] would I do that?" He pulls back another two arrows, if Zen tries anything he'll fire both.
Fire forms in his hands as he fires two fire bolts.
Attack: 16 Damage: 23
Attack: 15 Damage: 21
*Well he's down, unless.*
He reaches out his hand after loosing both arrows, To hit:1613 Damage:56 "Rinnigan!" Absorbing the first firebolt entirely but getting dangerously burned by the second. He pulls back two more arrows, one with the power of the fire bolt. To hit:2417 Damage:89 Take half of the bolt damage if the first arrow after the absorb hits.
The first attack misses, the 4th and third hit.
He hisses as he kicks up a huge cloud of dust.
Stealth: 21
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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.
It bites deep into his shoulder. A black energy envelopes him as he yanks the sword free. "My turn." *Savage attacker will activate if any of these hit and it will double the damage*
Attack: 29 Damage: 11
Attack: 26 Damage: 10
Both hit. Kharn draws his dagger, swinging backhand, before hacking viciously at Zen's midsection.
Dagger attack: Attack: 25 Damage: 8
Sword attacks: Attack: 19 Damage: 13
Attack: 27 Damage: 8
Attack: 26 Damage: 13
He roars in pain as all of them hit. he then goes into a frenzy. *Savage attacker still applys*
Attack: 27 Damage: 6
Attack: 19 Damage: 7
Attack: 27 Damage: 7
Attack: 30 Damage: 11
Kharn staggers backward, deflecting one attack. The rest hit. He uses Zens momentum to throw him away, before throwing his dagger, charging it with a dark energy that lances toward Zen. (witch bolt at 4th level) Attack: 13 Damage: 37
He sidesteps it and closes the distance, slashing.
Attack: 29 Damage: 9 Attack: 27 Damage: 8
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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.
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
Both hit as he is blown backwards. "Hand to hand! Come on!"
He raises an eyebrow "Why the [gp] would I do that?" He pulls back another two arrows, if Zen tries anything he'll fire both.
Fire forms in his hands as he fires two fire bolts.
Attack: 16 Damage: 23
Attack: 15 Damage: 21
*Well he's down, unless.*
He reaches out his hand after loosing both arrows, To hit:1613 Damage:56 "Rinnigan!" Absorbing the first firebolt entirely but getting dangerously burned by the second. He pulls back two more arrows, one with the power of the fire bolt. To hit:2417 Damage:89 Take half of the bolt damage if the first arrow after the absorb hits.
The first attack misses, the 4th and third hit.
He hisses as he kicks up a huge cloud of dust.
Stealth: 21
He moves back, going for a bit of stealth himself. Stealth:5 Second Wind:6 He searches through the dust with his special eyes. Perception:9
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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.'
Both hit as he is blown backwards. "Hand to hand! Come on!"
He raises an eyebrow "Why the [gp] would I do that?" He pulls back another two arrows, if Zen tries anything he'll fire both.
Fire forms in his hands as he fires two fire bolts.
Attack: 16 Damage: 23
Attack: 15 Damage: 21
*Well he's down, unless.*
He reaches out his hand after loosing both arrows, To hit:1613 Damage:56 "Rinnigan!" Absorbing the first firebolt entirely but getting dangerously burned by the second. He pulls back two more arrows, one with the power of the fire bolt. To hit:2417 Damage:89 Take half of the bolt damage if the first arrow after the absorb hits.
The first attack misses, the 4th and third hit.
He hisses as he kicks up a huge cloud of dust.
Stealth: 21
He moves back, going for a bit of stealth himself. Stealth:5 Second Wind:6 He searches through the dust with his special eyes. Perception:9
*Oh God. All of those fail.*
He doesn't notice that he's above him, leaping down to drive the sword deep. *Remember, if these hit, savage attacker activates to double the damage*
Attack: 18 Damage: 10
Attack: 28 Damage: 8
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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.
Thirteen sighs, plunging the blade into Zen’s head and looking around at the carnage. “So it ends.” He whispers.
As he looks around there is a sicking squelch as Zen sits up, his head mending together with he said of the black energy. "Oh I don't think so."
*Gotta love getting a 20 on a death save.*
*bro you didn’t even roll*
*Oh, my bad. I did it on my character sheet...sorry Jobah*
*nah you’re good I trust you. so does he just go to 1 HP or are there additional rules*
Thirteen scoffs and points at Zen, firing one last magic missile at his throat. “Stay down.” 5
*The black aura mend the wounds, bringing him back up to half health.*
Zen stands, brushing it off. "Coward!" he then attacks with one wide swing.
Attack: 31 Damage: 13
*oh goodie*
The blade impales Thirteen in the chest, going two inches deep. Thirteen stares down at it, faintly surprised. He then crumples.
*Did...did I just win?*
He removes the blade slowly, touching their forehead. *I know he might be unconscious but make a con save please*
*>:)*
The moment you touch his forehead, Thirteen’s eyes glow silver. He suddenly stands, his wounds knitting, magical energy crackling in the air around him, whipping up a small whirlwind. CON: 18
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Thirteen sighs, plunging the blade into Zen’s head and looking around at the carnage. “So it ends.” He whispers.
As he looks around there is a sicking squelch as Zen sits up, his head mending together with he said of the black energy. "Oh I don't think so."
*Gotta love getting a 20 on a death save.*
*bro you didn’t even roll*
*Oh, my bad. I did it on my character sheet...sorry Jobah*
*nah you’re good I trust you. so does he just go to 1 HP or are there additional rules*
Thirteen scoffs and points at Zen, firing one last magic missile at his throat. “Stay down.” 5
*The black aura mend the wounds, bringing him back up to half health.*
Zen stands, brushing it off. "Coward!" he then attacks with one wide swing.
Attack: 31 Damage: 13
*oh goodie*
The blade impales Thirteen in the chest, going two inches deep. Thirteen stares down at it, faintly surprised. He then crumples.
*Did...did I just win?*
He removes the blade slowly, touching their forehead. *I know he might be unconscious but make a con save please*
*>:)*
The moment you touch his forehead, Thirteen’s eyes glow silver. He suddenly stands, his wounds knitting, magical energy crackling in the air around him, whipping up a small whirlwind. CON: 22
The black energy recoils as he leaps backwards. "So the gods favor you as well.."
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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.
The second swing catches Rio in the shoulder, cutting about two centimeters deep and shattering many of his scales, and also knocking him away. “Yeah… yeah, I do…” He hisses, trying to regain his balance.
*Sorry, power outage, back now.*
"Okay, good to know, anyway, what I'm guilt of, what do we do about that?"
They put the blade into the ground, leaning on it while dusting themselves off with that sickening smile on theirs "Then why are you doing all of this? Wastin' your time, it's not like we we're plannin' on killin' you too." They say "Do you want to keep living?"
*Miss this? It's chill if not.*
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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.'
Thirteen sighs, plunging the blade into Zen’s head and looking around at the carnage. “So it ends.” He whispers.
As he looks around there is a sicking squelch as Zen sits up, his head mending together with he said of the black energy. "Oh I don't think so."
*Gotta love getting a 20 on a death save.*
*bro you didn’t even roll*
*Oh, my bad. I did it on my character sheet...sorry Jobah*
*nah you’re good I trust you. so does he just go to 1 HP or are there additional rules*
Thirteen scoffs and points at Zen, firing one last magic missile at his throat. “Stay down.” 5
*The black aura mend the wounds, bringing him back up to half health.*
Zen stands, brushing it off. "Coward!" he then attacks with one wide swing.
Attack: 31 Damage: 13
*oh goodie*
The blade impales Thirteen in the chest, going two inches deep. Thirteen stares down at it, faintly surprised. He then crumples.
*Did...did I just win?*
He removes the blade slowly, touching their forehead. *I know he might be unconscious but make a con save please*
*>:)*
The moment you touch his forehead, Thirteen’s eyes glow silver. He suddenly stands, his wounds knitting, magical energy crackling in the air around him, whipping up a small whirlwind. CON: 22
The black energy recoils as he leaps backwards. "So the gods favor you as well.."
“Do not mistake this for divine intervention. It is through myself that I persist.” He says resonantly. He takes out his journal, reciting a single verse of Sylvan. Make a CON save.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Thirteen sighs, plunging the blade into Zen’s head and looking around at the carnage. “So it ends.” He whispers.
As he looks around there is a sicking squelch as Zen sits up, his head mending together with he said of the black energy. "Oh I don't think so."
*Gotta love getting a 20 on a death save.*
*bro you didn’t even roll*
*Oh, my bad. I did it on my character sheet...sorry Jobah*
*nah you’re good I trust you. so does he just go to 1 HP or are there additional rules*
Thirteen scoffs and points at Zen, firing one last magic missile at his throat. “Stay down.” 5
*The black aura mend the wounds, bringing him back up to half health.*
Zen stands, brushing it off. "Coward!" he then attacks with one wide swing.
Attack: 31 Damage: 13
*oh goodie*
The blade impales Thirteen in the chest, going two inches deep. Thirteen stares down at it, faintly surprised. He then crumples.
*Did...did I just win?*
He removes the blade slowly, touching their forehead. *I know he might be unconscious but make a con save please*
*>:)*
The moment you touch his forehead, Thirteen’s eyes glow silver. He suddenly stands, his wounds knitting, magical energy crackling in the air around him, whipping up a small whirlwind. CON: 22
The black energy recoils as he leaps backwards. "So the gods favor you as well.."
“Do not mistake this for divine intervention. It is through myself that I persist.” He says resonantly. He takes out his journal, reciting a single verse of Sylvan. Make a CON save.
Before anything can happen a sword goes through Zen's head. Dyn stands behind him, his Sharingan open. "Die."
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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.
Thirteen sighs, plunging the blade into Zen’s head and looking around at the carnage. “So it ends.” He whispers.
As he looks around there is a sicking squelch as Zen sits up, his head mending together with he said of the black energy. "Oh I don't think so."
*Gotta love getting a 20 on a death save.*
*bro you didn’t even roll*
*Oh, my bad. I did it on my character sheet...sorry Jobah*
*nah you’re good I trust you. so does he just go to 1 HP or are there additional rules*
Thirteen scoffs and points at Zen, firing one last magic missile at his throat. “Stay down.” 5
*The black aura mend the wounds, bringing him back up to half health.*
Zen stands, brushing it off. "Coward!" he then attacks with one wide swing.
Attack: 31 Damage: 13
*oh goodie*
The blade impales Thirteen in the chest, going two inches deep. Thirteen stares down at it, faintly surprised. He then crumples.
*Did...did I just win?*
He removes the blade slowly, touching their forehead. *I know he might be unconscious but make a con save please*
*>:)*
The moment you touch his forehead, Thirteen’s eyes glow silver. He suddenly stands, his wounds knitting, magical energy crackling in the air around him, whipping up a small whirlwind. CON: 22
The black energy recoils as he leaps backwards. "So the gods favor you as well.."
“Do not mistake this for divine intervention. It is through myself that I persist.” He says resonantly. He takes out his journal, reciting a single verse of Sylvan. Make a CON save.
Before anything can happen a sword goes through Zen's head. Dyn stands behind him, his Sharingan open. "Die."
“Oh. How pleasant. Thank you for the deus ex machina.” Thirteen says weakly, his ultra instinct fading.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*oh goodie*
The blade impales Thirteen in the chest, going two inches deep. Thirteen stares down at it, faintly surprised. He then crumples.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He also uses Second Wind to regain 27 HP.
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
The first attack misses, the 4th and third hit.
He hisses as he kicks up a huge cloud of dust.
Stealth: 21
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He sidesteps it and closes the distance, slashing.
Attack: 29 Damage: 9 Attack: 27 Damage: 8
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Did...did I just win?*
He removes the blade slowly, touching their forehead. *I know he might be unconscious but make a con save please*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Badly timed gtg*
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
He moves back, going for a bit of stealth himself. Stealth:5 Second Wind:6 He searches through the dust with his special eyes. Perception:9
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.)
*Oh God. All of those fail.*
He doesn't notice that he's above him, leaping down to drive the sword deep. *Remember, if these hit, savage attacker activates to double the damage*
Attack: 18 Damage: 10
Attack: 28 Damage: 8
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*>:)*
The moment you touch his forehead, Thirteen’s eyes glow silver. He suddenly stands, his wounds knitting, magical energy crackling in the air around him, whipping up a small whirlwind. CON: 18
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The black energy recoils as he leaps backwards. "So the gods favor you as well.."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Yo how much health is he at? Because Akirawas barely holding on, I was really hoping for that Second Wind to be better.*
He crumples to the ground from the sword digging into his shoulder, blood spilling from the wound.
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.)
*Miss this? It's chill if not.*
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.)
“Do not mistake this for divine intervention. It is through myself that I persist.” He says resonantly. He takes out his journal, reciting a single verse of Sylvan. Make a CON save.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*54. His max is 103*
He yanks his sword free. "I told you not to-" he is cut off by a sword through his head. Dyn stands behind him, his Sharingan open. "Die."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Before anything can happen a sword goes through Zen's head. Dyn stands behind him, his Sharingan open. "Die."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Well I'd say Akira did pretty good considering he only has 55*
Akira is leaking blood to the ground, mixing with that coming from Zen's now open head. His breaths are slow, now Theren isn't the only one dying.
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.)
*Oh for sure*
Dyn lights his body on fire. He walks over to Akira, using some medical jitsu to stabilize him.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Oh. How pleasant. Thank you for the deus ex machina.” Thirteen says weakly, his ultra instinct fading.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Akira eventually opens his eyes, pushing himself up with his small Katana, seeing Zen's burning remains "Nice job, team effort."
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 nods, burning Zen's body and using medical jitsu on Thirteen. "Hold still while I stabilize you."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.