John Carter of Mars!  Story Thread
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				Title: <strong>John Carter of Mars!  Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>29-12-2019, 00:37:10</strong>
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				<strong>The Mind Merchants of Mars</strong><br><strong>Episode One: The Arena</strong><br><br>You are dragged from your underground cells and thrust without much warning into a large arena, blinking in the harsh light of day.&nbsp; Beside you are others...strangers at the moment, but about to become allies of necessity on the sandy floor of this unpleasant place.&nbsp; The howling of the massive crowd of giant, four-armed, green-skinned Warhoon is enough warning that this is <em>not</em> going to be a gentle welcome.<br><br>From here you can see four crimson skinned gladiators and two hulking green ones moving in your direction, their blades at the ready.&nbsp; One of them grins unpleasantly. Between the approaching foe and your position you can see a number of weapons left for the taking.&nbsp; You have enough time to grab a sword, dagger, or spear before you will need to put it to use.<br><br>One other thing...you have one Green on your side of the arena.<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Tiana and Katra</div><div class="spoiler_body">...and by his metal, what is left of it, he's a Thark.&nbsp; Which is possibly good news.</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Tiana</div><div class="spoiler_body">Hey!&nbsp; Isn't that your dagger?&nbsp; Some fool of a Warhoon just left it lying around on the floor!</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Stat Blocks</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Green Gladiator</strong><br>Cunning+Daring 5/10<br>Daring+Passion 4/9<br>Stress 9 Menace 2<br>WUN OOOOO OOOO OO<br>TUU XXXXX OOOO XO<br><br><strong>Red Gladiator</strong><br>Cunning+Daring 6/12<br>Daring+Passion 4/10<br>Stress 10 Menace 2<br><strong>Eyepatch</strong> XXXXX XOOOO XO&nbsp; Prone<br>BAKER XXOOO OOOOO OO<br>CHUCK XXXXX OOOOO XO<br>DON OOOOO OOOOO OO<br><br><strong>Tal Ptomj, Thark Warrior</strong><br>Cunning+Daring 5/11<br>Daring+Passion&nbsp; 5/11<br>Stress 9 Menace 3<br>OOOOO OOOO OOO</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: John Carter of Mars!  Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>evilnerf</strong> on <strong>29-12-2019, 22:53:38</strong>
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				Two green-skinned Barsoomians grabbed Katra by her hand her and legs and carried her with all eight arms to the edge of the ring.&nbsp; &nbsp;She struggled against them, kicking and grunting, "Let me go!&nbsp; Let me..."&nbsp; Laughing, they reared back and tossed her.&nbsp; She finished her sentence in free fall "... goooo!"&nbsp; The words ended when she fell ignominiously face down in the martian sand.<br><br>Katra spit out some of the sand that had gotten in her mouth and scrambled to her feet.&nbsp; She was still dressed for the desert traveling she'd been doing before she'd been so rudely interrupted for this death match.&nbsp; She had a two piece dark red jump suit with loose strips of robe that crossed over her stomach and fell halfway down her legs.&nbsp; They were held in place by a golden buckled belt.&nbsp; Her shoulder-length burgundy hair tossed around her shoulders as she flicked her head across the arena and looked at the martians with murder in their eyes.<br><br>She dashed forward to the pile of weapons that had been left for her.&nbsp; She grabbed the first one she could find which was a long pole with a curved, weighted hook at the end.&nbsp; It gave the young red-martian quite a bit of reach and would be deadly if managed to get a hold of someone. <br><br>She looked at the other people who had been tossed into the pit and said to them and tossed them weapons as well, "Well, come on now, get your weapons up!&nbsp; I don't want to die here."&nbsp; She said hurriedly to them and held out her hook-staff to keep the other gladiators at bay until everyone on her side was armed.&nbsp; She looked over to the Thark and said, "You can take as many weapons as you want big guy."<br><br>--- <br><br>One of the goons, a red-skinned Barsoomian who had an eyepatch, decided that this batch of prey were better off without weapons and he tried to push his luck with the hook.&nbsp; He didn't even deem the small woman much of a threat and all and tried to walk right by her.<br><br>"Oh no you don't!"&nbsp; Katra said, and grabbed at his ankle with her hook staff.&nbsp; She was agile and precise, far more than the big guy expected.&nbsp; The big man was pulled to the surface of Mars as hard as anyone could fall in the lighter gravity.&nbsp; She wasn't done though.&nbsp; She spun the staff so the blunt end came down and cracked the man's bald skull.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(8 + 1 d20) two momentum converted into damage dice (2+2+5+5) Effect is going to be knocking the guy prone with 6 damage. </div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: John Carter of Mars!  Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hoshino</strong> on <strong>01-01-2020, 07:07:10</strong>
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				With a huff, Mila pulled her shoulders away from one of the Barsoomians as she was pushed along. "Alright, alright, stop pushing, I get the idea!" she snipped, straightening her back and marching forward with her head high, trying to maintain a "little" dignity as a conscripted gladiator. Of course, with eight arms between two guards, brushing aside one shove didn't deter the other three that came her way. "I said I got it!"<br><br>As they reached the edge of the ring, a pair of two palmed shoves sent her both into the ring and down onto her knees. Mila glared over her shoulder at the guards, rising to her feet and brushing the sand off her skin. "Honestly, the nerve of them! Hmph, I hope they aren't expecting a legendary duel of the ages. It's not like they can find much out of me, I'm just a scholar. Where's the fun in that?" Mila didn't cut the most imposing figure, herself; hair down up in a high ponytail, build thin and contained in a burgundy two-piece with gold coloured trimmings, covered with a long, brown duster coat with many, <em>many</em> empty pockets. Mila couldn't even focus on the ensuing fight, she was so busy looking in frustration at her emptied pockets. "All my tools. This is going to cost me a fortune to get them all replaced..."<br><br>The first one in their corner rushing forward into the fray was enough to catch Mila's attention, in part because of just who it was. She leaned forward curiously, squinting her eyes. "Is that who I think it is? Hmm. I suppose I should get started, myself." At a more casual jog, Mila "rushed" to the scattered weapons. She picked up one of the swords without thinking, but had to stop and examine it with a disgusted scowl, shaking her head. "Ugh, this scrap of iron is almost beyond saving. How long has it been since someone gave this a proper repair--EEP!"<br><br>A green-skinned Barsoomian, equipped with a greatsword and full face-obscuring helm, had stomped up in front of her, menacingly patting the flat of his sword into one of his big, beefy hands. Gripping tightly to her sword, Mila shifted into a "ready" stance, one she had seen in depictions of heroes in old texts and paintings. Unfortunately for her, she didn't have the physique of a hero; when she swung her blade, it was easily parried, and even her attempt to spin herself around to strike at an exposed zone only ended up chipping his armour around his waist.<br><br>"Agh, if only I had a pistol, or a rifle of some sort," Mila cursed, before the grunt now turned to face her. Welp. She had his full attention, for better or worse. Likely worse...<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(2d20, 10, 3. 3 successes, one momentum converted into damage dice. Unfortunately, the opponent made his defensive rolls, and Mila's attack was a miss.</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: John Carter of Mars!  Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Athem</strong> on <strong>01-01-2020, 12:19:21</strong>
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				Tiana didn't struggle - wasted energy against the firm grip of two green men - but neither did she comply. She let herself be carried to the arena, hoisted by ankles and wrists, and affected the air of a princess being borne by two servants. Then she was unceremoniously tossed onto the hard-packed dirt, tucking and rolling a couple of times before she sprang lithely to her feet. <br><br>She took in her surroundings with a single quick look. The arena, the baying crowd, her allies, the Thark, her opponents, the lack of obvious exits. With a gallows grin, she rooted through the weapons, and to her delight spotted her own dagger. It might not be the most impressive of weapons, but its familiarity sent a surge of confidence through her. She might be unadorned with harness or jewels, dressed only in the arena's red sand, but at least she would die with a dagger in her hand. It was a surprisingly plain weapon for a princess to carry, but it's slim blade was strong, and she'd killed with it before.<br><br>Not waiting to be attacked, she approached one of the red gladiators, casually tossing her knife from hand to hand, then struck quickly.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Attack Cunning 6 + Daring 8<br>At 2020-01-01 05:06:29, Princess Tiana (uid: 1602) rolls: 1d20 Result: 10 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=142883)<br>At 2020-01-01 05:06:41, Princess Tiana (uid: 1602) rolls: 1d20 Result: 2 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=142884)<br>Total 3 successes. Rolling combat die to save time if attack succeeds.<br>At 2020-01-01 05:17:56, Princess Tiana (uid: 1602) rolls: 1d6 Result: 2 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=142885)<br>2 damage.<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: John Carter of Mars!  Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>01-01-2020, 15:48:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fb/Lei-heng.jpg)</div> Despite all that he had been told, Lei Heng still wasn't entirely convinced that he wasn't already dead, and in one of the numerous Hells, atoning for the sins of his life before he would be allowed to reincarnate. Rolling smoothly to his feet after being unceremoniously tossed into the sand, he took a moment to look around, frowning at the baying audience that surrounded them. The handful of scattered figures nearby seemed as ill-prepared for this situation as he did, whereas the group advancing towards them could not have made their intentions any clearer if they were shouting.<br><br>Spotting the pile of weapons ahead he jogged forwards, eyeing them briefly before scooping up a spear and shifting it around to test it's balance. "Hardly the work of a master, but it will have to do," he murmured, stepping forwards and leveling the point of the spear at the largest of the oncoming figures. "You!" he called. "Face me, if you dare."<br><br>The tip of his spear spun in circles as he advanced, to deny his opponent the knowledge of where he would strike until it would dart out, threatening stomach, chest, and arms equally. His first strike was towards the arms holding weapons, seeking to disarm or weaken his foes strikes, while gaining a measure of understanding of their skill and style.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Attack rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">142888&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-01 08:30:49&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-01 08:30:49, hairyheretic (uid: 816) rolls: 1d20 Result: 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=142888)<br>142887&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-01 08:30:39&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-01 08:30:39, hairyheretic (uid: 816) rolls: 1d20 Result: 7 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=142887)<br>142889&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-01 08:35:19&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-01 08:35:19, hairyheretic (uid: 816) rolls: 1d20 Result: 13 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=142889)<br>I think I get an extra dice from my Peerless Spearmaster. If not, ignore this third roll, which missed anyway. Cunning + Daring =11<br>I think that's 3 successes.<br><br>Rolling 7d6 damage in order, GM can remove whichever aren't needed from top down. Who Dares Wins (Spear 1) adds 1 to the damage rolled as well, and my spear is Fearsome<br><br>142897&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-01 08:46:15&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-01 08:46:15, hairyheretic (uid: 816) rolls: 1d6 Result: 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=142897)<br>142896&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-01 08:46:11&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-01 08:46:11, hairyheretic (uid: 816) rolls: 1d6 Result: 1 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=142896)<br>142895&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-01 08:39:53&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-01 08:39:53, hairyheretic (uid: 816) rolls: 1d6 Result: 1 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=142895)<br>142894&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-01 08:39:49&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-01 08:39:49, hairyheretic (uid: 816) rolls: 1d6 Result: 4 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=142894)<br>142893&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-01 08:39:45&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-01 08:39:45, hairyheretic (uid: 816) rolls: 1d6 Result: 3 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=142893)<br>142892&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-01 08:39:40&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-01 08:39:40, hairyheretic (uid: 816) rolls: 1d6 Result: 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=142892)<br>142891&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-01 08:39:35&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-01 08:39:35, hairyheretic (uid: 816) rolls: 1d6 Result: 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=142891)<br><br>I think I have that calculated right</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: John Carter of Mars!  Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>04-01-2020, 19:49:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/1a/ed/9e/1aed9e30f9f072663d9ae52e34fe62da.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">The guards who came to Kain's cell had already learned a lesson about politeness earlier, when one had tried to withhold his food and he got pulled to the floor so hard he cracked the stonework with his face for his troubles. So when they came to take him to the arena, they kindly waited for him to stand and walk over to them, and only then did they lay hands on him...and very gently at that.<br><br>&nbsp;When he got to the drop, he simply stepped off the edge. He still wasn't quite sure what the <em>fucki</em> was going on, so it would be good to take some aggression out on people trying to kill him. Besides, after watching the holos and reading the history books, he'd always wondered how much fun he could've have in Rome as a gladiator. Today seemed to be the day he finally got to find out. The tunic he'd been given smelled awful and was ripped, so he tore the top away after he landed and bounced back up to his feet.<br><br>&nbsp;He raised an eyebrow at the red beauty who decided to start giving out orders, then chuckled. "I don't plan on dyin' anytime soon. <em>Them</em> though, he paused to gesture toward the gladiators waving their weapons and coming closer. "Think it's gonna be very shortly."<br><br>&nbsp;Along with the others, he ran over to the weapon pile, digging through until he found a long blade with thick front, like a machete back on Earth. He could deal with that. Spinning the handle in his hand deftly, he enjoyed how easy it was to maneuver. Then, with the blade reversed in his grip and going up along his arm, he pointed with his free hand at the remaining red gladiator, a beefy man with tribal tattoos on one side of his body and WHOOPED! loudly before running at him full speed. He'd killed all sorts of people in his time, but never a gladiator. It was time to test his skills.<br><br>&nbsp;When he got close, he swung from his right side toward the gladiator's head, then quickly flipped the sword and drop it from his right hand, only to catch it in his already moving left, grip tight and swing from the other side, attempting to slice the blade clean across his opponents stomach and dig deep on the way.</span><br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Rolls are bottom to top<br><br>143009&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-04 12:04:22&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-04 12:04:22, Kain (uid: 50938) rolls: 1d20 Result: 1 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=143009)<br>143008&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-04 12:03:56&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-04 12:03:56, Kain (uid: 50938) rolls: 1d20 Result: 10 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=143008)<br>143007&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-04 12:02:26&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-04 12:02:26, Kain (uid: 50938) rolls: 1d20 Result: 9 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=143007)<br><br>Earthborn Strength=1+d20 for 3 rolls. Might(10)+Cunning(7)=17.&nbsp; Target number is 17, lower number is 7. 9(1 success), 10(1 success), 1(2 successes) Result = 4 successes<br><br>143012&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-04 12:16:48&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-04 12:16:48, Kain (uid: 50938) rolls: 1d6 Result: 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=143012)<br>143011&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-04 12:16:33&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-04 12:16:33, Kain (uid: 50938) rolls: 1d6 Result: 1 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=143011)<br>143010&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-04 12:15:23&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-04 12:15:23, Kain (uid: 50938) rolls: 1d6 Result: 1 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=143010)<br><br>Earthborn Strength=1+cd on attack rolls for a total of 3cd. 1, 1, and 6 =3 damage+effect<br><br>Kain's machete also has Fearsome quality.<br></div></div> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: John Carter of Mars!  Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>08-01-2020, 04:14:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d1/8080eebd2864f69a09095e1d31fb0940.jpg)</div><strong>Zuri Durand</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=314061.msg15202426#msg15202426)<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Zuri Durand gave a pained grunt when her bare body was tossed out onto the sands.&nbsp; Afraid but spirited, she'd struggled against these four armed monsters whenever she had the chance, and they weren't being gentle with her.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Chest down on the arena floor, ginger tresses waved and beat around her.&nbsp; She finally noticed some humans in this place--though apparently she was expected to kill some of them.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Wait...<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Where they all human?&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;That girl's skin was a lot redder than any Indian she'd ever seen?&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Shrugging off the thought, the redhead surged up and ran for the blades, red sand adhering to her thighs and breasts.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Zuri started to panic.&nbsp; She'd been too slow, spent too long confused by the strange dream.&nbsp; The enemies had gotten to the weapons first.&nbsp; She'd be forced to fight an armed man with just her fists and feet.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;there!&nbsp; If she could just get to that sword there--a slender and elegant arming sword, it was far thicker and heavier than the blades she was used too from fencing lessons, but could still work with those techniques--and more.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Zuri hadn't been in this dream long, but long enough to have learned one of it's rules.&nbsp; Still several dozen paces from the foe, Zuri leaped.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Fiery hair shot out all around her as she rocketed into the air, perhaps bringing a started silence form the audience--or some of them?&nbsp; She shot over the red martian who'd come for her and dived for the ground.&nbsp; Snagging the blade, she shoulder rolled along the sand and came up with it in hand.&nbsp; Then she planted her feet in the sand to reverse her momentum and shot back towards the man who'd challenged her.&nbsp; It was a classic lunge, albeit one crossing fifteen feet of air to deliver the thrust!&nbsp; <br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Okay, so i haven't figured out how to fancy up the dice bot for this, but my Cunning + Daring is 12.&nbsp; My results were 11 and 12 for 2 successes.<br>&nbsp; <br>At 2020-01-07 21:22:30, Zuri Durand (uid: 16) rolls: 2d20 tn1: 12 tn2: 4 Result: 3 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=143178)<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: John Carter of Mars!  Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-01-2020, 05:05:00</strong>
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				The six gladiators do not move like one well-oiled machine, nor even with much semblance of teamwork, so focused on independent action that they might even put one another at risk in their zeal to please their Warhoon masters!&nbsp; Not that this makes any difference to the three Earthlings among you, who grasp only that they are in peril!<br><br><strong>Katra</strong>, your foe rolls clear and springs back to his feet, swinging at you wildly as he does so. He backs off a little, shaking his head to clear ithis blade shifting to a more cautious en garde as he studies your stance.&nbsp; There is no hiding the way he favors the leg you swept, though, and he's clearly hurt.&nbsp; Looks like he's trying to get your measure before trying anything else.&nbsp; Assuming, of course, that you let him.&nbsp; But from the jeering directed at him by the crowd, this is not his usual thing and he's getting emasculated for wising up.<br><br><strong>Mila</strong>, the Green facing you grins unpleasantly and then does the most obvious and predictable thing you imagined, trying to bring his mighty spear down on you in a haymaker blow.&nbsp; There's <em>probably</em> a naughty joke in this somewhere but you're a little too busy to appreciate the absurdity right at this moment.<br><br><strong>Tiana</strong>, your dance partner snarls as you jab at him and tries to shove you away in order to get a proper wind-up for a hard blow.&nbsp; His gaze is cruel, serious...and for a split second you think that you might be in serious trouble...when your gaze fills with green as the lone Thark steps forward to stand in his way.<br><br><strong>"Coward,"</strong> he rumbles.&nbsp; <strong>"She has only a dagger!&nbsp; Are you Zodangan?"</strong><br><br>This would be a lot more impressive if his voice hadn't chosen that moment to break.&nbsp; What is he, a teenager?&nbsp; But he holds the pair of swords he snapped up in a way that speaks of long familiarity and takes a bold stance.<br><br><strong>"You face Tal Ptomj of the Thark, fool!"</strong><br><br><strong>Lei Heng</strong>, you know three things.&nbsp; First, this isn't Tiensin anymore.&nbsp; Second, you're pretty sure that this is some kind of wierd ogre or demon or something, even worse than a gwailo.&nbsp; And third, it bleeds just fine after you give it a few good jabs with your spear...so can die just fine, too.&nbsp; For all that, the giant you face has some skill and you have no armor of which to speak, so you cannot just ignore its attempts to strike you.&nbsp; Getting out of the way would be wise, and if there was death ground here...ah, but this is an arena.&nbsp; No such joss.<br><br><strong>Kain</strong>, this is almost funny.&nbsp; These guys are a joke!&nbsp; You've faced worse horsing around in the barracks!&nbsp; If you weren't buck naked, bereft of anything familiar, surrounded by these weird green guys...and a couple of really hot looking women, too, although that one over there looks like she's a little puzzled about this whole gladiator games thing.&nbsp; Your blade catches your target in the gut and only his reflexes save him from a worse wound, but you see the look of shock and pain on his face, watch it turn to fear.&nbsp; His desperate attempt to return the favor isn't even in the ball park, as your grandaddy would say.<br><br>He cries out, a word that makes no sense to you.&nbsp; Whatever 'jasoomian' means, it seems to rattle the others a bit as well.&nbsp; He stumbles back a few steps, his stance going fully defensive.<br><br><strong>Zuri</strong>, your massive leap is effective, but a little less than graceful.&nbsp; Overpowered would be a good word for it.&nbsp; But you're pretty sure you'll get the feel for this pretty quickly!&nbsp; If, that is, you can manage to stay alive when you're surrounded by people with nasty sharp pointy sticks and stuff.&nbsp; And naked men.&nbsp; Can't overlook that.<br><br>Weirdly, you get the impression that the man trying to skewer you could care less that you're showing the world.<br><br>Yeah, that's right.&nbsp; You fucking own this fight.
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				Title: <strong>Re: John Carter of Mars!  Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>evilnerf</strong> on <strong>18-01-2020, 23:59:38</strong>
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				Katra twirled her hooked to make sure the man couldn't come any closer.&nbsp; She wasn't at all happy that he'd managed to right himself, but she wanted to make sure he kept his distance.&nbsp; A strand of dark hair flew through the air as she jabbed the staff at him.&nbsp; She was cut short when his brawny body tossed her aside like a discarded cloak. <br><br>"Settle a bet for me, Eyepatch.&nbsp; Are you ugly because you fight, or do you fight because you're ugly?"&nbsp; She was hoping to provoke him into making a mistake.&nbsp; She wasn't a skilled fighter, but she hoped she'd be able to keep him off balance with a few well placed shots to his manhood.&nbsp; He was, after all, being beaten by a girl.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">For my dodge, I rolled a 20 and a 14, which means I take 2 damage, I believe.&nbsp; <br><br>So I rolled a 6+3 on my attack roll.&nbsp; I'm hoping you'll let me use Passion+Empathy for my attack since I'm trying to make him vulnerable with my words.&nbsp; If so, it's 4 successes.&nbsp; If not, it's 3 success.&nbsp; I rolled a 4 and a 2 which is 3 damage and an effect. </div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: John Carter of Mars!  Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>19-01-2020, 23:06:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d1/8080eebd2864f69a09095e1d31fb0940.jpg)</div><strong>Zuri Durand</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=314061.msg15202426#msg15202426)<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Hm?" the redhead knocked her opponents blows out to the side again and again, "Had enough?"&nbsp; Zuri Durand's heart was hammering in excitement.&nbsp; Maybe it was okay to go with the excitement of battle, to become a whirlwind of blood and death.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Tap out.&nbsp; You don't have to die here."&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;This was too easy.&nbsp; She was moving the arming sword as if it weighted no more than a fencing foil, blinding in speed and deadly in precision.&nbsp; At the same time, the broadsword she was deflecting had no more force behind it than an epee.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"If you don't understand me," the redhead surged forcefully into the fray slamming the mans blade out wide to the right and the left, then slashed hard along his chest, "Do you understand this?"&nbsp; Where they all human?&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hopping back after delivering the blow, she pointed to the sand with what she hoped was a bloody blade, "Get on the sand!"&nbsp; <br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">3 and 13 to hit.&nbsp; <br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: John Carter of Mars!  Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>22-01-2020, 01:08:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/1a/ed/9e/1aed9e30f9f072663d9ae52e34fe62da.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><br>That beautiful hum of his blade slicing through the air; the familiar pressure as it bites into flesh. Finally, the smooth glide of a clean cut severing the soft belly meat of his mark brought Kain no end of memories. Surprisingly, the red man was quick enough to not get his guts spilled out, and skittered backward in time to only get a <em>bit</em> of his blood on the end of Kain's machete. He tried to retaliate, swinging his own weapon at Kain but...well, he missed. He didn't even have to dodge or react, as it seemed it was more of a warning than an actual attempt to harm him; sadly though, he could tell that it had been genuine. <br><br>&nbsp;This was surprising to be honest. He'd read that gladiators were some of the most skilled warriors in history. They fought for glory as well as for the right to continue living. They trained all day every day to become the perfect balance between entertainer and cold-blooded killer. So why was he having such an easy time? Did they make gladiators differently wherever the hell he was? <br><br>He hoped he got more of a challenge with the next one, because at the moment he recalled Benson giving him a better fight when they were training with stun batons back during basic. Catching his opponent with a dark grin, Kain raised his blade and flipped it to the flat, then drug it down each cheek, leaving a red streak behind. He could already see fear in the man's eyes. <br><br>Now he would know what it meant. The frightened gladiator turtled, calling him a "Jasoomian", like an insult or something. Kain didn't recoil, but he did raise an eyebrow at the foreign word. "Oh...oh now you <em>have</em> to die. I hate gettin' trash talked in languages I don't understand, dregg."<br><br>&nbsp;As an assassin who traveled the world, that sort of thing happened quite a bit and Kain was honestly sick and tired of it. Any shred of patience he had was gone, so he walked toward his enemy, getting within striking distance and raising his sword before once again going for the fake-out and launching a hard front kick at the man's kneecap to try and buckle it backwards, breaking it if possible. If his maneuver worked, he'd follow through and swing down across the gladiator's chest.<br></span><br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Rolls are bottom to top<br>143611&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-21 17:20:50&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-21 17:20:50, Kain (uid: 50938) rolls: 1d20 Result: 18 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=143611)<br>143610&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-21 17:20:33&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-21 17:20:33, Kain (uid: 50938) rolls: 1d20 Result: 13 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=143610)<br>143609&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-21 17:20:09&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-21 17:20:09, Kain (uid: 50938) rolls: 1d20 Result: 1 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=143609)<br>Earthborn Strength=1+d20 for 3 rolls. Might(10)+Cunning(7)=17.&nbsp; Target number is 17, lower number is 7. 1(2 successes), 12(1 success), 18(1 fail) Result = 3 successes(1 failure)<br><br>143614&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-21 17:24:08&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-21 17:24:08, Kain (uid: 50938) rolls: 1d6 Result: 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=143614)<br>143613&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-21 17:24:00&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-21 17:24:00, Kain (uid: 50938) rolls: 1d6 Result: 1 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=143613)<br>143612&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-21 17:23:49&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-21 17:23:49, Kain (uid: 50938) rolls: 1d6 Result: 4 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=143612)<br>Earthborn Strength=1+cd on attack rolls for a total of 3cd. 4, 1, and 6 =2 damage+effect(4=no damage)<br><br><br><br>Kain's machete has Fearsome quality.<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: John Carter of Mars!  Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>29-01-2020, 02:11:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fb/Lei-heng.jpg)</div> Lei Heng dodged away from the strikes his own attacks had provoked, feeling like each step could carry him for a li. Guiding the blow aside with the edge of his spear he spun inside his foes reach, rolling almost shoulder to shoulder with the ... whatever it was ... before coming out of the spin, rotating the haft of the weapon in his hands and driving two strikes towards the back of his opponent's knees, and a third up between his thighs for good measure. <br><br>Not perhaps the most elegant of blows, but at least he was using the butt end and not the blade. Perhaps these foes they faced had as little choice about fighting as he did, and benevolence was after all one of the virtues of a true xia.<br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Attack rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">143920&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-28 18:58:44&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-28 18:58:44, hairyheretic (uid: 816) rolls: 1d20 Result: 19 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=143920)<br>143919&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-28 18:58:38&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-28 18:58:38, hairyheretic (uid: 816) rolls: 1d20 Result: 8 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=143919)<br>143918&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-28 18:58:31&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-28 18:58:31, hairyheretic (uid: 816) rolls: 1d20 Result: 2 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=143918)<br>Cunning + Daring =11<br>I think that's 3 successes again.<br><br>Rolling 7d6 damage in order, GM can remove whichever aren't needed from top down. Who Dares Wins (Spear 1) adds 1 to the damage rolled as well, and my spear is Fearsome<br><br>143921&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-28 19:00:46&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-28 19:00:46, hairyheretic (uid: 816) rolls: 1d6 Result: 3 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=143921)<br>143922&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-28 19:00:50&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-28 19:00:50, hairyheretic (uid: 816) rolls: 1d6 Result: 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=143922)<br>143923&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-28 19:00:54&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-28 19:00:54, hairyheretic (uid: 816) rolls: 1d6 Result: 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=143923)<br>143924&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-28 19:00:58&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-28 19:00:58, hairyheretic (uid: 816) rolls: 1d6 Result: 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=143924)<br>143925&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-28 19:01:02&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-28 19:01:02, hairyheretic (uid: 816) rolls: 1d6 Result: 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=143925)<br>143926&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-28 19:01:06&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-28 19:01:06, hairyheretic (uid: 816) rolls: 1d6 Result: 1 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=143926)<br>143927&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-01-28 19:01:10&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-01-28 19:01:10, hairyheretic (uid: 816) rolls: 1d6 Result: 2 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=143927)<br><br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: John Carter of Mars!  Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>29-01-2020, 11:30:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d1/8080eebd2864f69a09095e1d31fb0940.jpg)</div><strong>Zuri Durand</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=314061.msg15202426#msg15202426)<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;the redhead hopped back just a little, keeping her gaurd hi.&nbsp; "hey!&nbsp; You with the dreads.&nbsp; Is that English i hear?"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: John Carter of Mars!  Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hoshino</strong> on <strong>02-02-2020, 23:27:14</strong>
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				Mila swallowed a lump in her throat as the gladiator hefted up his giant weapon to bring down on her head. After the split second of utter dread, though, she realized there was an opening. She could dodge to either side of the blow, but then they'd be right back where they started. If she was going to make it out of this alive, she'd have to end this sooner rather than later; these were trained fighters, she was a scientist by trade. Well, a sort of scientist.<br><br>Enough numbers in her head to know to try a rather risky manuever. Diving forward, she tucked and rolled beneath the gladiator, between his legs in his wide stance. She quickly dodged out of the way of the spear, and, in her roll, tried her best to hold out her sword, swiping it haphazardly, trying to slice up the giant's thighs, stagger him, maybe even slow him down...<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">"Defense and Attack Rolls"</div><div class="spoiler_body">On Defense: 2, 3. 4 successes<br>On Offense: 8, 16. One success</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: John Carter of Mars!  Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Athem</strong> on <strong>10-02-2020, 00:12:04</strong>
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				Tiana stepped circled to her opponent's side, splitting his attention between Tal Ptomj and herself. Her dagger might look like an insignificant piece of jewelry, but it was sturdy and needle-sharp. It was a proper weapon for a royal princess, and she feinted a low blow before stabbing at his face.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Attack Cunning 6 + Daring 8<br>At 2020-02-09 17:07:34, Princess Tiana (uid: 1602) rolls: 1d20 Result: 17 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=144088)<br>At 2020-02-09 17:10:25, Princess Tiana (uid: 1602) rolls: 1d20 Result: 15 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=144089)<br>Total 0 successes. Oops.<br></div></div><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: John Carter of Mars!  Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-02-2020, 02:04:12</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Resolution</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Katra 3 vs Eyepatch 7, 8 is a 1 margin hit.&nbsp; Roll 2d6 for damage.<br>Zuri 1 vs Don 16, 12 is a 0 success, which is a 1 margin hit. Roll 2d6 for damage.<br>Kain 3 vs Chuck 1, 17 which is a 1 momentum hit Roll 4d6 for damage...I'm assuming you want to put that Momentum into hurting him, yeah?&nbsp; You'd rolled a 1.6,4...and I rolled the extra cd for +1 damage.&nbsp; 4 total.<br>Lei 3 vs Tuu 10, 15 is a 2 momentum hit.&nbsp; I'm assuming you want to put Momentum into Damage. 1,2,5,5&nbsp; is 5 damage +2 more for the 2x Effect which fills his Stress track and then overclocks it.&nbsp; Down he goes.<br>Mila 1 vs Wun is 3, 5 or 3...miss<br>Tiana 0 vs Baker 1, 17 is a miss...and as we now know, he has a name.<br>&nbsp;<br>Tal Ptomj rolls a 15, 18 against Baker and misses.&nbsp; By a mile.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>And here come da heat!<br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Wun vs Mila...11, 13 is probably a miss unless someone rolls a 20.<br>Tuu is down and thus does not get to do anything except bleed out, poor bastard.<br>Eyepatch vs Katra rolls 7, 9 is 2 successes.&nbsp; Just don't roll any 20's, Evilnerf!<br>Ven Darus vs Tal Ptomj is 1, 6 which is a whopping 4 successes...<br>Charlie vs Kain gets lucky with 11, 6 or 2 successes<br>Don vs Zuri gets 8, 3 or 3 successes.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>And since he's already involved...poor Tal Ptomj defends with a 19, 9 and gets hit with 3, 3, 4, 6, 1...a mere 3 points of damage.&nbsp; Lucky kid.</div></div><br><strong>Katra</strong>, the man's expression doesn't get any prettier when he snarls, performing a somewhat clumsy spinning kick to force you back a step and give himself the room to get back on his feet.<br><br><strong>"You ain't exackly Dejah Thoris,"</strong> he answers, his words tense and terse, his blade probing at your defenses...he's hurt, wary, unwilling to push right this instant, but he only has eyes for you, ignoring the din of combat and focusing.&nbsp; That's probably something that's kept him alive around here.<br><br><strong>Zuri</strong>, the red-skinned man shows no understanding of your words, and pointing to the sand only earns you a rather obscene gesture and leering grin in return.&nbsp; Then he makes a wild rush and lunge, his sword coming way too close for comfort!&nbsp; Apparently this is <em>not</em> the Olympics...<br><br><strong>Kain</strong>, this guy isn't Benson.&nbsp; This guy isn't even that snot-nosed FNG who got thrown in as a repple right before that utter golf foxtrot you had to fight forward to escape.&nbsp; And yeah, maybe for the average civvie in the street, he'd be a threat.&nbsp; So no, he's not world class kick ass, not by a long shot.&nbsp; But then these guys, while they practice?&nbsp; Are here to provide a good show to some fat-assed rear-echelon types.&nbsp; Your boot connects, and you're pretty sure his reply is vulgar.&nbsp; If he were a complete scrub, you'd probably already have him down.&nbsp; But he's good enough to keep a hold of his blade and gutsy enough to keep swinging...<br><br><strong>Lei Hung</strong>, your opponent was not expecting your shift in tactics and goes first to both knees and then, with a keening wail, faceplants into the crimson dust of the arena floor, all the fight driven out of him by your blows.&nbsp; This leaves you with plenty of opportunity to survey the field and decide which of your many peculiar foreign devil targets should meet your spear next.&nbsp; (If only you could remember which Hell spawned mantis-headed four-armed demons.&nbsp; Maybe this is India?&nbsp; Or Kansas.)<br><br><strong>Mila</strong>, today is not your day.&nbsp; you do manage to get out of the way of the massive Green's weapon, and you certainly don't get hurt while you attempt your most desperate maneuver, but your wild attempts to bring the business end of your weapon into contact with his flesh are more forlorn hope than success.&nbsp; If anything, you're convincing him that you're less of a threat than any of the others.&nbsp; Fortunately, he seems a bit distracted by events elsewhere.&nbsp; Like that other Green who has just fallen facedown on the sand, clutching himself and keening in agony.<br><br><strong>Tiana</strong>, you have every reason to be embarrassed.&nbsp; At this rate, your baby sister would probably claim to be better at rescuing herself than you're proving!&nbsp; But even so, you have a tall, Green savior to thank for this...<br><br><strong>"Zodangan?&nbsp; You egg-damp fool of a Thark!&nbsp; You face Ven Darus of Dusar!&nbsp; The skulls of your pathetic Green pathans decorate my lord's mantle!"</strong><br><br>So saying, the Dusari leaps to the attack, blade flashing as he closes on the younger warrior.&nbsp; Too swiftly, his blade draws blood and he presses the bold Thark back.&nbsp; Which means he is paying you no attention at all.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Stat Blocks</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Green Gladiator</strong><br>Cunning+Daring 5/10<br>Daring+Passion 4/9<br>Stress 9 Menace 2<br>WUN OOOOO OOOO OO<br>TUU DOWN<br><br><strong>Red Gladiator</strong><br>Cunning+Daring 6/12<br>Daring+Passion 4/10<br>Stress 10 Menace 2<br><strong>Eyepatch</strong> XXXXX XOOOO XO<br>BAKER XXOOO OOOOO OO<br>CHUCK XXXXX XXXXO XO<br>DON OOOOO OOOOO OO<br><br><strong>Tal Ptomj, Thark Warrior</strong><br>Cunning+Daring 5/11<br>Daring+Passion&nbsp; 5/11<br>Stress 9 Menace 3<br>XXXOO OOOO OOO</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: John Carter of Mars!  Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>14-02-2020, 03:01:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fb/Lei-heng.jpg)</div> With one foe defeated, or at least unlikely to be continuing the fight anytime soon, he took a moment to survey the sand and judge how the rest were faring. It seemed the second demon, twin to the one he had felled, pressed hardest upon his ... companion? Well, perhaps a little early to name them as such, but it seemed as good a term as any.<br><br>He sprinted across the sand, angling towards the uneven fight nearby, and smacked the butt of his spear on the demon's shoulder as he ran past, spinning to a halt outside of it's reach. "Demon!" he called out, pointing the spear at it in clear challenge. "If you want to fight, fight me." He slammed the butt of his spear into the ground and beckoned it with a 'come' gesture.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Not actually looking to make an attack here, just draw it's attention away from Mila. Not quite sure what to roll for this.</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: John Carter of Mars!  Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Athem</strong> on <strong>19-02-2020, 09:37:45</strong>
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				Tiana seethed, anger overcoming her fear. <em>How dare he just ignore me! I'm a threat too!</em><br><br>Admittedly, her last 'attack' had been poor evidence of that. She had to resist the temptation to stamp her foot in futile fury.<br><br>"Time to get dangerous", she muttered, "Or Ven Darus at least." <br><br>Taking advantage of her humiliation at being ignored, she jumped on Ven Darus's back and struck with her dagger.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Attack Cunning 6 + Daring 8 = 14.<br>At 2020-02-19 02:33:10, Princess Tiana (uid: 1602) rolls: 1d20 Result: 13 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=144433)<br>At 2020-02-19 02:33:35, Princess Tiana (uid: 1602) rolls: 1d20 Result: 10 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=144434)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: John Carter of Mars!  Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>19-02-2020, 21:03:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/1a/ed/9e/1aed9e30f9f072663d9ae52e34fe62da.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> A sudden voice shouting out over the crowd, close enough for him to focus on it, caused Kain to turn and look at the pretty, voluptuous redhead who'd just asked if he was speaking English. He had to think for a moment, but then it dawned on him that not only were the guys they were fighting red, but they didn't speak any language he'd ever heard or spoken.<br><br>&nbsp;Plus...there were not one, but <em>two</em> giant green guys with tusks and four arms. So wherever the fuck they were, he doubted it was Earth as weird as it was to think. "Yeah, it's English. I speak about a dozen other languages though, if it helps. But that's doubtful because I have no clue what these guys are sayin'." He was surprised when his kick landed, but he didn't feel the tellatale dull crack of a kneecap shattering under the pressure of his foot. <br><br>The gladiator must have been lucky enough to take a backstep right as he got hit, taking pressure off the leg and allowing it to absorb the blow. It definitely hurt him with whatever cuss word he'd used before swinging his blade at Kain once again. He blocked or dodged the ones that got close, nodding and giving this man respect because despite the obvious difference in skills, he didn't stop fighting.<br><br>&nbsp;It <em>was</em> gladiatorial combat so he could be killed if he tried to run, but the fact remained he never backed up more than a few feet before coming back for more. This time, as he got closer, Kain simply swung down hard, hoping to overpower any guard he had left and slice the blade down into his neck. A good cut to the carotid and he'd bleed out before the overwhelming pain could set in. It was better than having a sword through the gut and going out slow. <br></span><br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br>You'd be correct about the momentum. <br><br>Rolls are bottom to top<br>Earthborn Strength=1+d20 for 3 rolls. Might(10)+Cunning(7)=17.&nbsp; Target number is 17, lower number is 7. <br><br>144443&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-02-19 13:42:33&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-02-19 13:42:33, Kain (uid: 50938) rolls: 1d20 Result: 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=144443)<br>144442&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-02-19 13:42:23&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-02-19 13:42:23, Kain (uid: 50938) rolls: 1d20 Result: 18 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=144442)<br>144441&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-02-19 13:42:11&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-02-19 13:42:11, Kain (uid: 50938) rolls: 1d20 Result: 1 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=144441)<br>1(2 successes), 18(1 fail), 6(2 successes) = 4 successes(1 failure)<br><br>144446&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-02-19 13:47:38&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-02-19 13:47:38, Kain (uid: 50938) rolls: 1d6 Result: 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=144446)<br>144445&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-02-19 13:47:31&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-02-19 13:47:31, Kain (uid: 50938) rolls: 1d6 Result: 3 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=144445)<br>144444&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-02-19 13:47:21&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-02-19 13:47:21, Kain (uid: 50938) rolls: 1d6 Result: 4 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=144444)<br>Earthborn Strength=1+cd on attack rolls for a total of 3cd. 4, 3, and 6 = 1 damage, 1 effect<br><br><br><br>Kain's machete has Fearsome quality.<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: John Carter of Mars!  Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>23-02-2020, 09:09:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d1/8080eebd2864f69a09095e1d31fb0940.jpg)</div><strong>Zuri Durand</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=314061.msg15202426#msg15202426)<br><br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Zuri yelped and twisted to the side.&nbsp; The blade managed to slice a lock of her hair as it swirled around her to evade.&nbsp; "Whoa!&nbsp; You're <em>fast</em> boy!&nbsp; This is fun!"&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She kept circling around the red skinned gladaitor and slashed down as she past behind him, tryign to rake across his thighs.&nbsp; <br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Nothing this time. 17 and 19.&nbsp; </div></div><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She grabbed a quick second to glance at the black man.&nbsp; "Well, at least we can talk to each other, right?"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: John Carter of Mars!  Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hoshino</strong> on <strong>09-03-2020, 03:31:09</strong>
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				Mila nervously grinned up at the Green glaring down at her. Frankly, it was a relief that he started to look away and focus more on the rest of the fight. When the Barsoomian suddenly sprinted to her aid, she gasped with surprise, and then sagged with relief, before making her way to the sides of the arena.<br><br>"Thank you, sir!" she called out to the lance carrier. "I'll pay you back when we're out of this! Don't worry, he's not tough, just stubborn as all hell!"<br><br>Away from the action, all the gladiators seemingly occupied, Mila took this time to take better stock of the surroundings. For starters, the weapons scattered about the arena: were any of them ranged? Slings, bows, throwing knives, javelins, anything she could use to help from the sidelines without risking getting her teeth knocked out?<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Mila is...running to a more "advantageous" position</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: John Carter of Mars!  Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-03-2020, 05:04:01</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Resolution</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Katra</strong> is out of the game and so does not get to attack Eyepatch.<br><strong>Lei</strong> takes no violent action but rolls well enough to draw Wun's attention, being in the main a much more attractive target than a mere slip of a Red Martian girl.<br>Tiana gets 2 successes on Ven Darus...who fails to get a single success with a defense of 13, 15.&nbsp; Momentum into damage gives her 2cd in total and she scores an incredible 4 stress (pair of 6's!)<br><strong>Kain</strong> scores 3 successes against Chuck's mere 12,17...1 success, but +1 difficulty for his wound status is 2 stress already and +3 more cd.&nbsp; I rolled another 3 stress total and that flattens Chuck.&nbsp; Messily.<br><strong>Zuri</strong> misses but at least scores no Complications into the bargain.<br><strong>Mila</strong> disengages.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>And the remaining foes roll as follows...<br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Eyepatch </strong>gets a free kill on Katra to prevent future retcon based fuckery, by GM fiat.<br><strong>Ven Darus</strong> rolls 8.17 for 1 success.&nbsp; <strong>Tal Ptomj</strong> defends with 3,17 for 2...and counterattacks with 4,15 (2) versus 16,16 and does 3cd to Ven Darus for a grand total of 2 stress.<br><strong>Don</strong> keeps the heat on Zuri with 11.13 or 1 success.<br><strong>Wun</strong> takes on the mighty Lei with a 2, 20...2 hits and a Complication.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div><br>The beauteous <strong>Katra</strong> makes a mistake--perhaps she hesitates a moment too long, perhaps she does not notice, but her opponent suddenly slams into her, then drops her in the sand with a blade in her gut.&nbsp; He then casts about for his next target with blood madness in his eyes and an ugly snarl on his face that does nothing to improve his looks.<br><br><strong>Lei</strong>, you are now very much the center of attention for the remaining Green Martian as he snorts in derision at the tiny, helpless female before him and turns to face you, bellowing a challenge before he lunges forward, spear outstretched!&nbsp; So eager is he to close with a more worthy opponent than some mere scholar or housemaid that he overextends a bit...<br><br><strong>Tiana</strong>, you time it prefectly, landing on Ven Darus just as he commits to a strike on your surprising ally.&nbsp; Your dagger flashes and he roars in agony as you pierce his flesh again and again...followed by another howl as he finds that the young Thark is losing his adolescent clumsiness fast in the heat of battle!&nbsp; More blood is drawn and his wild swings miss the lad entirely.<br><br><strong>Kain</strong>, you might have overdone it--your blow is true, your blow is strong, and your opponent is never going to menace anyone ever again.&nbsp; Part of him lies at your feet, leaking lifeblood into the sandy floor of the arena.&nbsp; And part of him is over there.&nbsp; And part of him is over there...and you thin you hear the huge green four-armed mod in the stand howling approval at your performance.<br><br><strong>Zuri</strong>, your opponent nimbly sidesteps your blow and seems to be reconsidering.&nbsp; He takes a few more testing jabs at you, clearly intent on following up any success.<br><br><strong>Mila</strong>, it is almost a relief when you are more or less designated "not worth the trouble".&nbsp; Even a Warhoon knows there is no honor in slaughtering mere noncombatants!&nbsp; Not that it stops them, but there's cruel logic in that he can always come back and finish you off later.<br><br>It is probably not at all helpful that you can hear the Warhoons start cheering for all the bloodletting that that dark-skinned Jasoomian just committed.<br><br>And the one with the eyepatch is now looking at you in a manner that suggests that unlike the Green, he's perfectly happy to slaughter helpless victims...uhm.&nbsp; Yeah, this isn't good.<br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Stat Block</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Green Gladiator</strong><br>Cunning+Daring 5/10<br>Daring+Passion 4/9<br>Stress 9 Menace 2<br>WUN OOOOO OOOO OO<br>TUU DOWN<br><br><strong>Red Gladiator</strong><br>Cunning+Daring 6/12<br>Daring+Passion 4/10<br>Stress 10 Menace 2<br>Eyepatch XXXXX XOOOO XO<br>Ven Darus XXXXX XXXOO XO<br>CHUCK DOWN<br>DON OOOOO OOOOO OO<br><br><strong>Tal Ptomj, Thark Warrior</strong><br>Cunning+Daring 5/11<br>Daring+Passion&nbsp; 5/11<br>Stress 9 Menace 3<br>XXXOO OOOO OOO</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: John Carter of Mars!  Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>14-03-2020, 02:56:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fb/Lei-heng.jpg)</div> Lei smiles grimly as his taunting works, drawing the demon away from the young woman. Whatever other skills she might have, fighting did not appear to be amongst them. His spear danced in his hands, moving to parry the lunge that came for him, while he considered how best to end this fight as quickly as possible. After he dealt with this demon, he would see how he could help the others who had been pushed onto the sands with him.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Summary: At 2020-03-13 19:46:45, hairyheretic (uid: 816) rolls: 2d20 Result: 19 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=145400)<br><br>Full Result: hairyheretic rolled: 2d20<br>Comment: Daring + Passion<br>Result: 2, 17,<br>Total: 19<br><br>I think that's 2 successes as well.</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: John Carter of Mars!  Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hoshino</strong> on <strong>30-03-2020, 07:30:22</strong>
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				Looking up from her searching, Mila found the giant Thrak warrior glaring down at her with his good eye. Though there was plenty of distance between them, she had a feeling he was going to be closing that gap in short order. She'd have to take advantage of her range right now.<br><br>Finding a small dagger in the arena dirt, she lifted it up and weighed it in her hand. It was no gun or bow, but as a ranged option, it'd be good enough. Taking a steadying breath, Mila looked up at the eyepatch wearing warrior, and tossed the dagger...!<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Attack Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">2d20, 8 and 12. 2 successes</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: John Carter of Mars!  Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>02-04-2020, 10:51:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d1/8080eebd2864f69a09095e1d31fb0940.jpg)</div><strong>Zuri Durand</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=314061.msg15202426#msg15202426)<br><br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The redhead winced hard when she saw a girl go down, quite brutally.&nbsp; "Oh, Hell no!" She hissed, twisting back to her opponent so that their blades rang off of each other.&nbsp; "I'm going to finish you hard, and then I'm going to take that bastard apart!"&nbsp; <br><br><em>More coming.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: John Carter of Mars!  Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>03-04-2020, 07:14:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.redd.it/0il2pw6b76i01.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">&nbsp; <br><br><br>Kain was confident about this fight; not about all the others fighting on his side, but his individual fight between him and the man whose name he didn't know, nor did he bother trying to learn. Even without the language barrier, he tended to not to try and get to know his victims. Sentimentalism had no purpose in his business, and right now, this was most definitely business. With a bit of space between him and the red-skinned gladiator, he grinned and turned to nod to the red-haired beauty speaking with him.<br><br>&nbsp;She was just happy that someone else around here spoke English; a sentiment he agreed with 100%. "Gotta take the little victories when they come. The big ones we gotta <em>work for!</em>," he grunted before rushing back at his opponent...with perhaps a bit <em>too</em> much enthusiasm. It was a combo of slashes meant to leave deep gouges on his opponent, and the combination of pain, shock, and blood loss would drop him to the dirt where Kain could kill him cleanly. <br><br>However, whatever this place was had made him different. He saw how high the redhead had jumped, and the unearthly acrobatics the Kung-Fu Master or whatever he was put on display. He didn't know who they were or where they were from, but whatever change this was seemed to affect humans...because he'd literally hacked the poor bastard he was fighting into chunks. Three big, carved out pieces of meat and bone now lay on the dirt, soaking the surrounding area in blood...as well as Kain. <br><br>Turning to the four-armed, green giants who seemed to really love the show, he figured, "fuck it", and jabbed his sword high into the air. "AAAAARGH!!! Who wants more?!" He did a slow turn to appease the crowd, only stopping when he saw eyepatch kill one of the women on his side, then start making his way toward another. He didn't know the rules, but the more people left alive on his team at the end sounded like winning in his book. With a shout, he bent his knees and jumped, aiming to land at the girls side where he'd standin front of her and hold his blade out toward eyepatch, blood dripping off it, and <em>him</em> in equal measure. "Bring it, slagg."<br><br></span><br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br><br><br>Rolls are bottom to top<br>Earthborn Strength=1+d20 for 3 rolls. Might(10)+Cunning(7)=17.&nbsp; Target number is 17, lower number is 7. <br><br>Accidentally rolled 3 d20 all at once instead of individually, but I got a total of 36, which is 19,13, and 4<br>19(1 fail), 13(1 success), 4(2 successes) = 3 successes(1 failure)<br><br>147384&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Juggtacular&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-05-21 07:52:03&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-05-21 07:52:03, Kain (uid: 50938) rolls: 1d6 Result: 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=147384)<br>147383&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Juggtacular&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-05-21 07:51:52&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-05-21 07:51:52, Kain (uid: 50938) rolls: 1d6 Result: 2 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=147383)<br>147382&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Juggtacular&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2020-05-21 07:51:19&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2020-05-21 07:51:19, Kain (uid: 50938) rolls: 1d6 Result: 4 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=147382)<br>Earthborn Strength=1+cd on attack rolls for a total of 3cd. 4, 2, and 6 = 3 damage, 1 effect<br><br><br><br>Kain's machete has Fearsome quality.<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: John Carter of Mars!  Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>20-05-2020, 21:49:14</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=314726.msg15346545#msg15346545">Quote from: Muse on 02-04-2020, 10:51:59</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d1/8080eebd2864f69a09095e1d31fb0940.jpg)</div><strong>Zuri Durand</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=314061.msg15202426#msg15202426)<br><br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The redhead winced hard when she saw a girl go down, quite brutally.&nbsp; "Oh, Hell no!" She hissed, twisting back to her opponent so that their blades rang off of each other.&nbsp; "I'm going to finish you hard, and then I'm going to take that bastard apart!"&nbsp; <br><br><em>More coming.</em><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Zuri channeled her anger into cold fury, cold fury into determined strength.&nbsp; She rained blow after blow down on the crimson complected man's blade 'til it dropped, then she thrust into the opening with all her might!&nbsp; <br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Dice</div><div class="spoiler_body">Darking +&nbsp; Cunning = 12<br>2 10s on the 2d20.&nbsp; <br></div></div><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: John Carter of Mars!  Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>05-06-2020, 22:56:42</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Resolution</div><div class="spoiler_body">Player results<br><strong>Lei</strong> vs Wun with 2 vs 5 &amp; 16 is 2cd...damage pending<br><strong>Mila</strong> vs Wun with 2 vs 8 &amp;18 is 2cd...damage pending<br><strong>Kain</strong> vs Eyepatch with 3 ve 8 &amp; 11 is 0...3cd and a disarm. 5 damage...and Eyepatch goes down.<br><strong>Zuri</strong> vs Don with 2...miss...7 &amp; 1<br><br><strong>NPC Results</strong><br><strong>Taj Ptomj</strong> vs Ven Darus 2 and a 20 vs 11 &amp; 16 is 3cd scores only a single point and an Effect, which is enough to put Ven Darrus down.<br><strong>Wun</strong> goes for Lei...and missed on both dice (12 &amp; 19).<br><strong>Eyepatch</strong> is face down and bleeding out.<br><strong>Ven Darus</strong> autokills(?) Tiana before being taken out by Taj.<br><strong>Don</strong> scores a 7 &amp; 19 for 1 success against Zuri.&nbsp; Defense roll pending.</div></div><br><strong>Lei</strong>, both you and the small scarlet-skinned woman face off against the green giant.&nbsp; He roars and focuses on you instead of her, but you notice that she is neither completely helpless nor lacking in courage! As you smack his spear aside and return a thrust of your own, you see her throw her blade at the lumbering demon!<br><br>The other red-skinned woman gives a sharp cry as her opponent turns his attention on her in a fit of blood rage.&nbsp; She is thrown, his blade descends a few times, and he turns back to face off against the other Green just in time to take the lad's blow upside his head.&nbsp; Such is the force of it that both his skull and the simple sword shatter!&nbsp; Thus ends Ven Darus of Dusar as the young Thark gives him a couple of stomps to make sure he's not faking it.<br><br><strong>Kain</strong>, you have the grim pleasure of seeing the one-eyed gladiator's blade flying away just before you stop him in his tracks.&nbsp; He collapses, his lifeblood spilling into the thirsty sands of the arena floor.<br><br><strong>Zuri</strong>, this is not your day! On the bright side, you're pretty certain that the brute who has decided to focus his attentions on you has never before fought a gymnast.&nbsp; Your moves seem to puzzle him.&nbsp; Oh, if he ever manages to hit, it'll hurt...<br><br><strong>Mila</strong>, your throw is good! Only now?&nbsp; You are minus any means of defending yourself. For a few seconds.&nbsp; As if from nowhere, a sword falls to land point down in the sand only inches from your foot.&nbsp; Your ancestors must be smiling on you today!<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Stat Block, Updates Pending</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Green Gladiator</strong><br>Cunning+Daring 5/10<br>Daring+Passion 4/9<br>Stress 9 Menace 2<br>WUN OOOOO OOOO OO&nbsp; vs Lei<br>TUU DOWN<br><br><strong>Red Gladiator</strong><br>Cunning+Daring 6/12<br>Daring+Passion 4/10<br>Stress 10 Menace 2<br>Eyepatch DOWN <br>Ven Darus DOWN<br>CHUCK DOWN<br>DON OOOOO OOOOO OO<br><br><strong>Tal Ptomj, Thark Warrior</strong><br>Cunning+Daring 5/11<br>Daring+Passion&nbsp; 5/11<br>Stress 9 Menace 3<br>XXXOO OOOO OOO&nbsp; vs Ven Darus</div></div><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: John Carter of Mars!  Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hoshino</strong> on <strong>28-06-2020, 02:00:51</strong>
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				"Well...as they say in the business, we take those," Mila muttered to herself, more amused than anything. Moving quickly, she picked up the sword that was thrown at her feet, and rushes back into the fray. Emboldened by her successful throw, she takes another cheap shot, the only way for her to level the playing field with the giants she was forced to fight against, and lunged at the back of the greenskin currently facing down Zuri. Weaving and dodging as best she could, she ducks away from the wild gladiator's swings, and drives forward with her sword...!<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Damage</div><div class="spoiler_body">3 and 4. How much damage is that against Wun?</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Defense</div><div class="spoiler_body">5 &amp; 1 against Don's attack. 2 successes, Stress avoided!</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Offense</div><div class="spoiler_body">1 and 16 against Don. 2 successes (from the crit). Defense roll pending</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: John Carter of Mars!  Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>04-07-2020, 18:37:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fb/Lei-heng.jpg)</div> Lei gave a nod of satisfaction as the woman threw her blade at the demon. He wouldn't have chosen to disarm himself unless he was sure of a killing strike, but perhaps it would be less interested in an unarmed foe. He was, after all, clearly more dangerous.<br><br>His spear licked out at the demon's legs, seeking to keep it off balance and on the defensive, until such time as he could finish it.<br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Dice rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: hairyheretic rolled: 2d20<br>Comment: Daring (6) + Passion (4)<br>Result: 8, 4,<br>Total: 12<br><br>3 successes?<br></div></div>
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