Wushu: How the East was Won (Game Thread)
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				Title: <strong>Wushu: How the East was Won (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>04-03-2015, 07:41:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.3dhousedownload.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/02/Chinese-teahouse-interior-design.jpg)</div> So are heroes are all in the local tea house in the town New Xian. Just then a large group of armed thugs bust into the tea house and shout,"We are looking for a freakishly large blonde woman, a native american women, and a scholarly bastard! The Governor has offered a reward for their capture. Have you seen them?" Just then everyone else in the tea house points out are heroes. The thugs give a collective nod then draw their weapons and advance towards you.<br><br>Mook threat rating 10. 6 Dice cap max on details. Go to town and make a splash with your introduction.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wushu: How the East was Won (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pumpkin Seeds</strong> on <strong>04-03-2015, 20:54:09</strong>
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				The tea did not taste right.&nbsp; Exotic flavors blended into an alien mixture that gave her stomach and palate little comfort.&nbsp; Still the woman sipped at the concoction in the vain hopes that the recipe would make sense, that her senses would find comfort at least in warmth and liquid.&nbsp; A demure nose peered out from the trappings of a hooded cloak.&nbsp; Features unusual to these people but familiar to this region remained in the shadows of the itchy material, only dark curls of hair escaped forward to fall over her chest.&nbsp; Trinkets of colorful beads and turquoise stone rolled down her slender wrists while she sipped quietly at the beverage.&nbsp; Sayen had no desire to be noticed just yet, no desire to draw attention that she was a stranger in her own land.&nbsp; Still her desires seemed of little interest to the Governor and his men.&nbsp; <br><br>Much noise and fanfare were made on their arrival.&nbsp; They were not the artists of death her people were on the hunt.&nbsp; Instead the men here came with arrogance and shouting to make their claim on her.&nbsp; To hunt her in her own lands, to call her prey when indeed she was the predator to so many of them was almost insulting.&nbsp; Patiently she let her breath roll from between her lips to slide over the heated surface of the tea.&nbsp; Not once did a muscle stir when the men came toward her.&nbsp; Never did she let even the surface of the liquid stir when a man’s hand came for her cloak.&nbsp; Fingers tightened on the material to grab her, to restrain her.&nbsp; A prayer went up from her lips in the form of a war cry, a sharp piercing call.&nbsp; Tea went upward as she rolled backward into his grasp.&nbsp; <br><br>Hot liquid struck the man’s face while she rolled backward and free of his grip.&nbsp; A lithe figure decorated in the brown leathers of her people appeared in the flurry of bodies and cloth.&nbsp; Knife and axe held in her slight hands, her body an image of slender grace.&nbsp; Stillness was no place for a warrior, only for the scholar.&nbsp; So there was no pause in her movements as the first blade came her way.&nbsp; Startled by the sudden call to action the initial thrust of a sword was clumsy and the curved head of her tomahawk easily settled on the blade.&nbsp; A quick jerk brought the blade down while the reverse grip of her knife came upward.&nbsp; Steel to flesh, but she kept moving as the spray echoed behind her.&nbsp; <br><br>A hammer fell and a hammer struck the floor.&nbsp; Twin weapons found no purchase on her flesh or bone, but instead collided only with the ground.&nbsp; Like the raptor she took flight.&nbsp; Long legs pressed forward to strike the faces of both men.&nbsp; A moment to stun them, to let them feel the fear that their faces were so easily touched before her feet struck the floor.&nbsp; She was on the first them, her axe colliding with the side of his face in a tight spin of her body.&nbsp; Like a dancer she came around him with axe and then knife, then the hammer of his partner came down to strike him again.&nbsp; There was no time for grief or surprise.&nbsp; The knife was released in the air and snatched again, her grip reversed so that she could drive the blade home beneath the man’s ribs and armor, seeking his heart before moving only with only the whisper of death to linger.<br><br>---OOC--<br><br>Yang Result: 3, 1, 5, 3, 1,<br><br>Yin Result: 4<br><br>Yang 5/Yin 1
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wushu: How the East was Won (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>04-03-2015, 21:01:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e0/%5EC2BA2CE1757D0521DF4743B6C5BFABDF7290C078594ABB883D%5Epimgpsh_fullsize_distr.jpg)</div>Jianyu (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=224749.msg11036353#msg11036353)<br><br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The “scholarly bastard” looked up from his after dinner dish or rice wine. He'd been savoring it for a few minutes now while quietly admiring the beauty of his two recently found companions.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He gave a soft sigh and took a draw on his saucer, then set the empty remainder down.&nbsp; “My good men,” he said softly, removing his gold rimmed spectacles.&nbsp; “The procurators of this house have shown me fine hospitality.&nbsp; Please show them the respect of permitting us to take this out side.”&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Neither the many minions of the Governor, nor his own comely, copper skinned barbarian companion seemed inclined to oblige.&nbsp; AS the mooks poured around the Indian girl to get to him, Jainyu caught a waitress by the hand.&nbsp; He tucked his spectacles into the neck of her snug silk dress and flashed her a smile.&nbsp; “Please be so kind as to hold these for me.”&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Then he turned back to the oncoming mooks and closed his jacket over his silk shirt and denim pants.&nbsp; IT was a dense, thick, heavy buff jacket.&nbsp; On the surface, it seemed to be a leather long coat reinforced with ceramic scales.&nbsp; He'd made it himself, layering fine quilted padding and rubber under the leather.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;AS if he hadn all the time in the world, the tall and powerfully built Chinese scholar cinched the belt around his waist.&nbsp; There was a sharp crack as electromagnets cinched the jacket into place.&nbsp; There was a loud hum as the powerful battery on the back of the belt wined to life.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Leaving his parang at the table with his saddlebags and back pack, Jainyu drew twin metal batons from his belt&nbsp; A wire connected them to the belt, and through it to the battery.&nbsp; At the last moment, he leveled one heavy copper rod at the mooks.&nbsp; The other struck down the length fo it.&nbsp; White hot sparks sprayed out though the mooks.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Though they burned exposed skin and made hair smolder, the biggest damage the spray did was send brilliant flashes of light into the unprepared men's eyes.&nbsp; While they recoiled and blinked, Jianyu broke into a charge.&nbsp; He danced among them, striking at weapon arms with the highly charged copper rods.&nbsp; This forced the men to scream and convulse and drop their blows.&nbsp; A spin and a strike later, the men would drop, as if pole axed, by a mighty, electrified blow to the temple or sternum!&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wushu: How the East was Won (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>05-03-2015, 04:11:45</strong>
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				One figure in the farthest reaches of the tea house appears to ignore the commotion, hunched over at one table as if trying to fit her massive frame into the seat provided...in vain, for the table rests on her knees with two legs off the floor.&nbsp; Because this makes it more difficult for the blushing and giggling tea girl to pour, the giant is instead holding the cup as carefully as she can so that the servant can fill it every so often.&nbsp; And if the young woman minds the barbarian's other arm around her waist, she gives no sign.&nbsp; She looks up in alarm as the roughly clad thugs approach, then squeaks as the giant pats her bottom.<br><br>"This is where you scream and run away," the blonde rumbles with grim amusement, finishing her cup and gently pushing the table forward before she stands...and stands...finally turning to look down at the approaching assailants with a mixture of open affability and mild annoyance.<br><br>"So.&nbsp; Which pack of jackals are you?&nbsp; The Bronze Scorpions?&nbsp; The Nameless Bastards?&nbsp; The Turtle Eggs...yeah, you look like Turtle Eggs."<br><br>One of the thugs, a bald fellow with an impressive mustache, turns an interesting shade of red and starts forward, mouth opening to return the insult.&nbsp; He meets the chair halfway as she kicks it into him, the impact sending him flying back.&nbsp; Not even waiting to see how they'll respond, the giant blurs into further motion, delivering another kick to a second thug's chest, sending him flying toward a certain scholar...<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Sanniang</div><div class="spoiler_body">Comment: Sanniang vs. Mooks TN 4 4/2 split<br>Result: 3, 3, 4, 1, 5, 2<br><strong>Yang 4 Yin 1 Chi 3</strong></div></div><br>(PASS to Muse with one flying mook...)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wushu: How the East was Won (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>05-03-2015, 12:45:44</strong>
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				OOC Game Mechanic: You all scored 6 dice due to your awesome posting. Please split them between Yang (attack) and Yin (Defense) Like Mad Panda did. You need 1 Yin success or take damage from mooks. Sanning Scored 4 hits reducing the threat to 6.<br><br>&nbsp;There was a high pitched girlish scream as the hot tea hit the young thug in the face. His two friends tried to launch a counter attack on the mysterious Native and likewise failed, their weapons being dodged or deflected. The trio that approached the tomahawk wielding terror called Sayen all lay broken at her feet.<br><br>&nbsp;Instead of "taking it outside" the thugs gripped their weapons tighter and attacked Jianyu hoping to fare better against a scholar then Sayen. The waitress promptly blushes then slaps Jianyu on the mouth for slipping his glasses in the neck of her dress. "I can hold things with my hands, honored customer," she retorts then steps aside as the action commences. The scholar then apparently wields the legendary Chisel of the thunder god and reigns lightning on them! "He has the power of Lei Gong! Be careful!" one of the remaining mooks yells to the others as they see their comrade lying on the floor twitching.<br><br>&nbsp;The tea woman that was pouring Sanniang's drinks looks miffed at the thugs wanting to threaten her new favorite costumer. She glares daggers at these men then adds to the insult,"More likely they are turtles not turtle eggs." She then steps aside as the actual fighting start. "We are the noble--" the bald man was cut off mid rant as a chair impacts him so had he is bowled over. Anotther goon is sent flying towards Jianyu like a hot potato!<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wushu: How the East was Won (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>05-03-2015, 16:41:20</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Dice</div><div class="spoiler_body">Dice<br>Yang 4 = 2 Successes<br>At 2015-03-05 09:39:16, Jianyu (uid: 16) rolls: 4d6 Result: 17 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=73074)<br>Yin 2 = 1 Success<br>At 2015-03-05 09:38:59, Jianyu (uid: 16) rolls: 2d6 Result: 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=73073)<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wushu: How the East was Won (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>06-03-2015, 23:53:10</strong>
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				OOC: Mook threat defeated. Muse needs to reply to the pass though.<br><br>&nbsp;Just as the thugs were all lying on the floor defeated a new challenger arrived. He was a native american man, yet bore the trappings of clock work enhancement of a settler. The man sneered at&nbsp; Sayen and said,"Pitiful descendant. You cling to the old ways of your ancestors. I,LALAWETHIKA, shall show you the power in change!" The man drew his twin tomahawks and his mechanical implants started to whirl to life loudly.&nbsp; He then charges Sayen head first like a bull with frightening speed!<br><br>Roll Result: Bad Guy rolled: 4d6<br>Comment: Yang<br>Result: 3, 1, 4, 2, <br>Total: 10<br><br>Roll Result: Bad Guy rolled: 2d6<br>Comment: Yin<br>Result: 5, 1, <br>Total: 6<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>07-03-2015, 00:01:51</strong>
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				&nbsp;Mook threat 20<br><br>&nbsp;Lalawethika was followed in by some of the local 'police' of the town. Though fewer in number then the thugs you fought they are better trained. "Fear not you blonde giantess and Raichu want to be. We will keep&nbsp; you company until Lalawethika finishes with your friend. Then all three of your heads will be presented to the Govenor," said one of them. They each draw their sabers and try to surround Sanniang and Jianyu.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wushu: How the East was Won (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>08-03-2015, 16:18:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e0/%5EC2BA2CE1757D0521DF4743B6C5BFABDF7290C078594ABB883D%5Epimgpsh_fullsize_distr.jpg)</div>Jianyu (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=224749.msg11036353#msg11036353)<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The ringing in his ears from the slap kept a grin on Jianyu's lips through the battle.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;One brave—or stupid to be honest—mook managed to grab both of Jianyu's rods, then screamed in pain as he bravely held onto the weapons, sacrificing his own pain for his alies advantage...&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Well, actually, the charge on the rods forced his muscles to seize so he couldn't let go, but why speak ill of the dead?&nbsp; Jianyu dropped the rods long enough too finish the last mook coming at him with a quick stomp kick to the sternum.&nbsp; Then, too give the idiot a chance to survive, pulled the wires connecting his rods to his belt.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As the smoking mook reeled, Jianyu leaped up, planting his hands on the man's shoulders, and shot a kick into the sky to catch the flying mook in the chest and hammer him up into the roof.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Then he looked around, about to send praise to his allies, when more fools came charging in.&nbsp; He shrugged and drew a parang from his waist.&nbsp; “Officers of a corrupt regime.&nbsp; For you I'll get serious...”&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He flashed a grin at the deadly copper skinned girl, still dripping with more than a little enemy blood.&nbsp; &nbsp;“We'll handle your light work.”&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">Yang Dice: 2 Hits<br>At 2015-03-08 09:26:26, Jianyu (uid: 16) rolls:&nbsp;4d6 Result: 19 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=73238) <br>Yin Dice: 2 Hits<br>At 2015-03-08 09:27:16, Jianyu (uid: 16) rolls:&nbsp;2d6 Result: 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=73239) </div></div><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Jianyu strode towards the police at a diagonal, finding three of them moving to intercept him.&nbsp; His graceful steps circled the men, making it hard for them to completely encircle him.&nbsp; As their strikes began, he kept to defensive motions, making their blades ring and spark.&nbsp; They were skilled swordsmen but—to Jianyu's advanced understanding of the universe—their strikes were filled with imprecise blows and dramatic flourishes they should be reserving for lesser opponents.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Jianyu kept his motions just a little bit slower than he could actually go in comfort, and eventually the men did get him surrounded, but he was in the position he wanted.&nbsp; One policeman committed to a powerful strike and Jianyu hit a stud on the hilt of his sword as he parried.&nbsp; The officer screeched as a small bolt of lightning arched from weapon to weapon.&nbsp; As he staggered, Jianyu's foot flew up and stomped the man in the throat.&nbsp; He hopped as the policeman went down, riding him to the ground and finishing the officer with a nasty crunch, then spun off of him to face the next two.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wushu: How the East was Won (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>08-03-2015, 19:18:56</strong>
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				At the sight of the reinforcements, for not all of the Turtle Eggs have gotten out of her reach, Sanniang sighs and turns her back, grabbing the petite tea girl by the waist.&nbsp; Hopping up onto a table that groans and sags under her weight, she sets the girl delicately onto a rafter and lets go just as the table collapses under her...and she rolls with the fall, coming back out of it with a vicious leg-sweep that clears a good chunk of the floor before she stands back up.<br><br>"Your Governor is a turtle's egg," she says conversationally.&nbsp; "Now, which of you thinks of himself as the Black Whirlwind reborn?&nbsp; I'm dying to give that goat-raping hungry ghost a good thumping for a few years."<br><br>She grins, stepping back as one of the 'officers' swings at her...shatters his elbow, stomps on his toes hard enough to break them, and wrenches his blade away.&nbsp; Then she assumes an exaggerated en garde position.<br><br>"I don't have all day, you pack of screeching eunuchs.&nbsp; Get on with it!"<br><br>And the guards, prodded beyond tolerance, rush her...<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Sanniang</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: MadPanda rolled: 6d6<br>Comment: TN 4 Yang 4 Yin 2 split<br>Result: 1, 6, 6, 3, 3, 1 for<strong> Yang 2 Yin 2 Chi 3</strong>&nbsp; Not really a great roll, but there you go.</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wushu: How the East was Won (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pumpkin Seeds</strong> on <strong>14-03-2015, 17:19:53</strong>
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				Beside her the men fell away.&nbsp; A new opponent appeared.&nbsp; Though a man of familiar past, he was as far removed from her future as any could be.&nbsp; Across her full lips grew a snarl of contempt for the man and his proposed future.&nbsp; Behind him she could smell the burning of his ancestors, the tattered traditions and past he had abandoned for what he perceived as power.&nbsp; Knife tip leveled at the man before words spilled from her lips.&nbsp; Black hair lifted upward as if the ancestors swept past her in an act of defiance for his metal arms and tainted purpose.<br><br>“Your death I will make slow to appease the hungry spirits of your ancestors and see their souls at rest.”<br><br>Then he came for her.&nbsp; Sayen came for her him then as well.&nbsp; Yet when they meet she was not there, but instead her legs bent and her body shifted.&nbsp; On her knees she spun around him.&nbsp; To his leg her knife sliced, cutting at the tendons that held him aloft.&nbsp; When he spun like the maddened boar, her tomahawk was there to knock aside his blow.&nbsp; Feet came under her so that she rushed away from him.&nbsp; One foot caught on a table to lift her upward.&nbsp; Two axe strikes passed below her as she twisted in the air.&nbsp; When next she landed her feet were atop another table.&nbsp; From her hand the tomahawk flew, but only a clang of metal on metal greeted what she hoped would be bone and flesh.&nbsp; He knocked aside her weapon, the blade vibrating as it struck home into a wooden post.&nbsp; <br><br>Sayen lowered her stance with an unencumbered hand lifted before her and the knife set along her side.&nbsp; Lips were wet with her tongue and brow with perspiration.&nbsp; <br><br><br>Yin Result: 3, 4, 1, 4,<br><br>Yang Result: 1, 4<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wushu: How the East was Won (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>16-03-2015, 13:18:50</strong>
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				&nbsp;Lalawethika roared as Sayen danced around his blows and managed to knock one of his weapons away. With an empty metal fist he back hands her across the face crudely in an attempt to knock her off balance. He then swings is Tomahawk at the lithe girl intending to draw blood, but misses and has his other weapon buried into one of the wooden tables. The metal gears of his body twirl and chime as he rips the tomahawk loose with such force the table shatters"What do you know of my ancestors? You are just some wench!" he retorted.<br><br>Comment: YangYin<br>Result: 6, 6, 4, 1, 6, 4, <br>Total: 27<br><br>Yang 2 Yin 1
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				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>16-03-2015, 13:37:48</strong>
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				&nbsp;Mook Threat: 16<br><br>&nbsp;At the fact their asses are thoroughly getting kicked, the Governor's men change tactics. "Fall back lads. The swords are not working. We will just shoot them," says the leader. The remaining men fall back into a straight line, aim their pistols at our Sanniang and Jianyu. "Fire!" the leader shouts and a hail of lead is let loose. Surely such pansy tactics will not work on the mighty heroes, right?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wushu: How the East was Won (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pumpkin Seeds</strong> on <strong>18-03-2015, 12:43:39</strong>
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				The metal blow was strong, but aimless.&nbsp; No technique poured from the man’s body and no skill guided his attacks, at least none that she could discern.&nbsp; Yet she would move like air and water, around him and with him.&nbsp; So when the blow came she turned away.&nbsp; Body arched as she made a leap back and to the side.&nbsp; Others may have though his strike landed except no blood descended from her lips and no bruise formed on her face.&nbsp; Instead she landed on hands and knees for but a moment before coming at him much like the mighty Wendigo of the cold winds.&nbsp; Her knife flashed cold steel against his flesh, the reverse grip finding the tender fat of his belly as she moved to and past him.&nbsp; As if he were not her target, Sayen continued to move so that his strike fell on the poor table.<br><br>The woman’s true goal seemed to be the tomahawk he had struck aside with his hand.&nbsp; Quickly she raced, sweeping past the pillar.&nbsp; When she moved past the weapon was no longer there.&nbsp; The man broke apart the table in a great display of strength.&nbsp; As pieces flew around him she came through them with a great leap.&nbsp; Hands were raised upward with knife and tomahawk in her grasp, knees lifting upward to curl against her body.&nbsp; Like a hurricane she collided with his chest, knees first to push him back.&nbsp; Knife descended to catch on his arm, yet the heavy handed axe in her other hand pressed downward while a blood cry left her lips.&nbsp; The sound echoed across the walls to pierce the hearts and minds, to reach his ancestors and her own.<br><br>“Do you not hear them with every drop of blood I spill from you?&nbsp; They call for your return, they call for you to learn the ways you abandoned.&nbsp; Come, I will send you to them for your final lesson.”<br><br><br>Yang Result: 1, 1, 6<br><br>Yin Result: 3, 1, 5
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wushu: How the East was Won (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>19-03-2015, 04:31:47</strong>
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				The Steel Bear's eyes narrow as she hears the foe shift their tactics, and with more nimbleness than anyone might expect she drops...executing a near-perfect split that turns into a sweeping windmill kick...that hooks a fallen chair around one foot and hurls it into the center of the guards!&nbsp; Using the distraction that a heavy wooden chair brings in its wake, she recovers her feet and rushes them in turn.<br><br>Normally this would be fatal, but these are not elite troops, battle hardened and disciplined to obey to the death.&nbsp; These are <em>zako</em>, cheap thugs who joined for the base thrill of bullying those weaker than they and the right to extort protection money from those trapped under their jurisdiction.&nbsp; The sight of an angry demon-blooded giant of a woman charging them is more than enough to rattle them to the core and throw their aim off!&nbsp; Not that better aim would help them much as she crashes into them, powerful fists flying every which way.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Sanniang</div><div class="spoiler_body">TN 4 Yang 4 Yin 2 split: Result: 1, 4, 1, 2, 6, 1&nbsp; <strong>Yang 4, Yin 1</strong></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wushu: How the East was Won (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>20-03-2015, 22:31:17</strong>
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				&nbsp;Lalawethika was purely defiant like the mountain against a raging storm. When her knees hit hi chest he did not move, but the clock work machinery whirled and buzzed springing to life as he body pushed forward against her attack. His arm pushed her knife blade back as it hit metal and the lithe&nbsp; Sayen was launched across the room with surprising and inhuman force. "Pitiful descendant! Indeed my ancestors cry out for blood. But it is your blood thy seek, and I shall give it!" Said the metal man. He picks up his two tomahawks. and springs forward towards are heroine in a flurry. He believes this will be the last exchange.<br><br>Lalawethika was short a success short last round and had to burn up 1 Chi. He has Zero left.<br><br>Full Result: Lalawethika rolled: 4d6<br>Comment: Yang<br>Result: 4, 5, 5, 6, <br>Total: 20<br>1 Success<br><br>Full Result: Lalawethika rolled: 2d6<br>Comment: Yin<br>Result: 5, 1, <br>Total: 6<br>1 Success
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wushu: How the East was Won (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>24-03-2015, 21:51:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e0/%5EC2BA2CE1757D0521DF4743B6C5BFABDF7290C078594ABB883D%5Epimgpsh_fullsize_distr.jpg)</div>Jianyu (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=224749.msg11036353#msg11036353)<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Jianyu's eyes widened as he realized what the villains had in mind.&nbsp; “Scatter!” he yelled to the crowd, “Everybody scatter!”&nbsp; As he was shouting it, the young mandarin was already in motion himself, backing up with a series of cartwheels and round overs.&nbsp; The floor and tables splintered all around him, spraying his leather over rubber armored body.&nbsp; Jianyu got behind the bar with a back flip.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As the hale of revolver fire chewed up the bar, gloved hands shot up through the hail of fire and snagged two bottles of potent liquor from behind the bar...&nbsp; Jianyu glanced at the labels, then nodded in approval.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The hail of fire slowed as many of the men began to reload.&nbsp; With a hiss like a steam engine revving up Jianyu popped up and hurled both jugs into the enemy line.&nbsp; Some curiously chord was looped around the necks, shooting blue and green sparks.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As the jugs shattered, advanced fireworks went off, sending fans of white hot sparks among their foes and igniting the liquor in a wave of blue flames!&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 Yang Dice: 1 Sucess<br>At 2015-03-24 14:52:50, Jianyu (uid: 16) rolls: 3d6 Result: 11 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=73661)<br><br>3 Yin Dice: 1 Sucess<br>At 2015-03-24 14:53:19, Jianyu (uid: 16) rolls: 3d6 Result: 14 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=73662)<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wushu: How the East was Won (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>24-03-2015, 22:07:31</strong>
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				&nbsp;The Steel Bear caused the men to break rank so the firing Squad effect they were going for did not pan out. Jianyu throw impromptu fireworks around setting the wooden tea house ablaze! The Governor's men simply started to grab anything valuable and make a run for it. The fire will spread quickly and ruin the Tea House if not stopped.<br><br>Mook Threat 9<br>You must now fight the Fire rather then goons. Same Rules as before.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wushu: How the East was Won (Game Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>29-03-2015, 05:46:05</strong>
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				"That was your plan?&nbsp; Light the building on fire while you are still inside it?"<br><br>Steel Bear rolls her eyes and shakes her head.&nbsp; Grumbling something about inauspicious lack of foresight, the giant woman turns and slams one foot into the support pillar behind her...and reaches out to catch the petite woman who was waiting on her when she falls off the rafter refuge.<br><br>"Let us get you out of the way first."&nbsp; Kissing the tea-girl on the forehead in a mostly sisterly fashion, she backs toward the nearest window to&nbsp; scramble for safety.&nbsp; Just as she turns back, the woman clips her on the shoulder.<br><br>"Here!&nbsp; Take this!"<br><br>Handing Sanniang a bucket of wash water from just outside the back door to the kitchen, the blushing server smiles up at her rescuer.&nbsp; Grinning, the big blonde hastens back to help control the blaze...<br><br>2, 3, 4, 5, 5, 1 for <strong>Yang 3 Yin 1 Chi 3</strong><br>
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