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| DGC: Stepped in Poop Punching Out Cthulu(Poo) | |
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| Topic Started: Mar 5 2013, 12:01 AM (1,045 Views) | |
| Dragoknighte | Oct 3 2013, 03:45 AM Post #76 |
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Ben successfully slides underneath the whip, and was now directly in front of the thing which utters an ear-piercing wail. You Health: 178/240 Energy: 138/210 Thing Health: 131/270 Energy: 199/290 |
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| POOHEAD189 | Oct 3 2013, 03:47 AM Post #77 |
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Ben's ears popped, and to Ben that was one of the most painful things he could ever experience. Still, he managed to grip his weapon tightly, and he stabbed the sharp end into the creature with a growl. |
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| Dragoknighte | Oct 3 2013, 04:06 AM Post #78 |
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Ben feels his hands heat up as the crowbar glows, piercing through the thing, which continues shrieking as it burns into ash. You Health: 178/240 Energy: 92/210 Thing Health: Dead/270 Energy: 199/290 |
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| POOHEAD189 | Oct 3 2013, 04:18 AM Post #79 |
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Ben collapsed into the stone as it died, holding his hands up to his ears and wheezing, his features tight as he just waits out the pain. He'd been through 9 ear surgeries, and he knew how to deal with this...if he just...waits... The stabbing and throbbing stopped, and he sits up after a few moments, letting out a breath. "Well damn..." |
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| Dragoknighte | Oct 3 2013, 05:51 AM Post #80 |
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Level Up! New Stats! Health: 260/260 Energy: 250/250 Attack: 9 Defense: 7 Speed: 7 Equipment gained! Crowbar - Gordon Freeman's weapon of choice. Special Move gained! Hot Shank: -A move that needs a better name where the user superheats a metal rod and jams it into the target. |
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| POOHEAD189 | Oct 4 2013, 03:30 AM Post #81 |
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Ben then blinked. "I feel sexual for some reason." he said. Must be the crowbar.
Edited by POOHEAD189, Oct 4 2013, 03:31 AM.
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| Dragoknighte | Oct 4 2013, 04:16 PM Post #82 |
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There was a set of stairs that led further down into the building. Continue? |
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| POOHEAD189 | Oct 6 2013, 08:52 PM Post #83 |
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Ben got up and rested the crowbar on his shoulder as he waltzed down the stairs, humming. |
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| Dragoknighte | Oct 10 2013, 04:27 AM Post #84 |
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On the next level, Ben found himself in a surprisingly nice and clean room with tasteful furniture, in the center was a fancy table, where a girl, her back turned to him was sitting. She was wearing a dark dress and had long black hair, so the only thing he could make out was that she was about 12 years old. |
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| POOHEAD189 | Oct 10 2013, 05:01 AM Post #85 |
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Ben tilted his head and narrowed his eyes like a curious and confused dog. "Hello?" Ben asked, stepping forward cautiously. |
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| Dragoknighte | Oct 10 2013, 05:37 AM Post #86 |
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"Hello," the girl says turning around. She wore a cute red ribbon in her hair, along with purple skin, red eyes and giant red crab claw-pincer-things. In front of her was a teacup filled with blood, and across from her was the corpse of this weird black tentacled thing that was bleeding excessively. The girl's tea party guest was quite dead now. |
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| POOHEAD189 | Oct 10 2013, 05:42 AM Post #87 |
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"......................................................." Demon girl. Got it. Ben lifted his crowbar off his shoulders and held it in his right hand. He didn't even say anything. He was going to walk up and bash her skull in. Edited by POOHEAD189, Oct 10 2013, 05:44 AM.
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| Dragoknighte | Oct 10 2013, 06:10 AM Post #88 |
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The girl gets out of her chair and dodges the blow from the crowbar, which smashes into the chair, leaving a sizable hole in it. "Why are you attacking me? I only said hello." |
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| POOHEAD189 | Oct 10 2013, 06:16 AM Post #89 |
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Ben blinked, and looked at the girl. She was...quick as hell. He didn't give any warning. "I've been fighting people all day, and then I see you sitting here with a dead guest." |
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| Dragoknighte | Oct 10 2013, 06:29 AM Post #90 |
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"You mean the lovecraftian tentacle man?" She say pointing to the bloody mass of tentacled flesh(?) that was beginning to stain the floor. |
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