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[Dwarmin]

You ninja bumper.

[Skyrunner]

1d20+4=12 Init

((Oops.))

[Wrex]

1d20+4=12 Init

((Oops.))

((It's okay. Caellath, I think that's your cue))

[Dwarmin]

Hey Cael, you gonna attack or what? You're top of initiative. <_<

[Caellath]

((My bad, I didn't see that post. Probably because Saturday was a bit busy for me.))

"Let's see."

Attack roll:
1d20+4;1d8+3 → [20,4] = (24)
1d20+4;1d8+3 → [2,3] = (5)
Confirm Critical:
1d20+4 → [3,4] = (7)

[Dwarmin]

Kat didn't know where to shoot, so she aimed for the biggest eye.

Attack Roll
1d20+3 → [14,3] = (17)

Damage Roll
1d10 → [3] = (3)

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She heard a squelch...

[mainiac]

As the steel wall of the train car was rent, Rain felt a sudden sense of relief that she'd decided to hang back and not get in the way.  This also gave her a chance to try out the toy she'd packed for the trip.  Rain touched the rag of her molotov cocktail to the flame of the torch and tossed the projectile into the car, wondering what fire would do to these creatures.

1d20+3; 1d6 → [12,3] = (15)
1d20+3; 1d6 → [2] = (2)

[Zako]

Troy quickly walked backwards, drawing his bow as he did. He didn't like the look of those claws...

Attack roll:
1d20+4 → [7,4] = (11)

Damage roll:
1d8+3 → [5,3] = (

[mainiac]

So everyone is on board except the GM?

[Dwarmin]

And Skyrunner, apparently, even though I pm'ed her. O_o

[Skyrunner]

Paprika hides.

1d20+9=22

She tries to make herself as invisible as possible, dipping into the shadow...-y-er part of the tunnels, and moving quietly in her soft-soled shoes.

[mainiac]

If we are without a GM would people be interested in me taking over as GM?

[Wrex]

If we are without a GM would people be interested in me taking over as GM?

(9Sorry for not being as punctual as I should have been. Had to get my affairs in order and such, for the fall quarter. Expect a post with more substance tonight))

[mainiac]

Cool cool cool.

[Wrex]

A spray of projectiles slams into the limb- yet it seems to have achieved nothing, failing to peirce it's armoured flesh. The fire bomb slams into the inside of the train car, setting the webs to the torch, erupting in a blazing inferno. It...is angry. You hear a horrific rending noise as it forces it's limbs through the bottom of the train car, before hefting itself up on clawed, chitinous members. A neck launches forth from a window, hurtling towards Troy, but he nimbly avoids the snapping maw. Foul ichor drips from it's fangs onto the ground.

1d20+4=8