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[Josephus]

Go, bro, and sign me up.

Spoiler: Previous Turn (click to show/hide)

Let's Rock

Action!

I'm doing quite epic. Just ripped his stomach out.

stealthily back away a bit, and then fire two more shots at the TM.

Break Melee
Result: 5 (epic success)

Cecilia darts backward quickly, putting herself out of the Twisted Man's reach, and levels her pistols at him!

Attack Roll: 3 + 1 (Archer) = 4
Defensive Roll (TM2) = 4 - 1 (previous penalty) = 3 (Hit!)
Location Roll: 5 (upper torso)
Damage Roll: 1 + 1 + 1 (Archer) = 3 (Wounded)
Attack Roll: 4 + 1 (Archer) - 1 (off-hand) = 4
Defensive Roll: 5 (Miss!)

She fires twice again, noticing that her pistols are running low on ammo. The first shot embeds itself in the Twisted Man's chest, but the second shot misses as the thing ducks slightly.

Of course,send the prod TM-ward.

Gotta work, so reserve action examining the twisted man, to see if they are the 2 man that were in the corridors, and check if the best claw look like the claw mark again in the corridor.

Attack Roll: 5 + 1 (Trident) = 6
Defensive Roll: 4 (Hit!)
Location Roll: 6 (Head)
Damage Roll: Natural Six (O_o) (two sixes in a row? Really, Dice Roller?)

Seizing his chance, Pierre pushes off of the Claw Beast's stinking corpse and sends his shock prod at the Twisted Man's face. The end of the prod crunches through the thing's forehead, and the resultant electric shock fries its brain and causes its already loose face skin to slough off.

Ha ha ha. I love Elizabeth's rolls

-Here, m'dear, let Herr Doktor help ya!

Instead of fighting with the last of zombies, Elizabeth moves to Cassandra, takes out medkit and tries to apply bandage or anything appropriate on her head wound.

Result: 3 (weak success)

Elizabeth turns to Cassandra. "Now, dear, hold still, and let me play Doktor for a second," she says, winking.

She applies a patch of gauze and tape to Cassandra's forehead. The First Aid Kit's supplies are not unduly depleted.

Or investigate their corpses

Result: 5

The zombie things felled, Jane meanders over to their corpses. They seem to have nothing but rags, which are quickly... melting into their flesh?

I guess I'll retry my attempts to attain blindvision.

Result: 4 (success!)

Cassandra stands up, brushes herself off, and again attempts to learn where things are by hearing alone. She can clearly tell where Pierre, Cecilia, Jane and Elizabeth (who is busy fussing over her head wound) are. Perhaps she is getting better at this?

Attack Cecilia again.

He can't. Because his face melted off.

Current Situation:

Cecilia
"Well done!"

Cecilia jumps. "Who was that?"

"It's me. The man you killed. I'm inside your head."

"You're what?"

"I did say I'd give you answers. But for now, I mean to congratulate you on taking down one of Myhmesser's abominations."

"Whose?"

"The doctor I was telling you about. This dog-beast-monstrosity was created by contact with the Beastfather's blood."

Cecilia looks at the three who have been splashed with the blood. "So are those three in danger?"

The voice laughs. "Not quite... I will explain."

Cecilia shrugs and begins to tear the sleeves and legs of her jumpsuit off.

Pierre

Pierre hears vague hints of what is going on in Cecilia's head. It appears being struck by the big man's golden light has affected him mentally as well. However, he is rather busy lording it over his second kill of the battle.

"Sweetheart, why are you ripping up your outfit?" he asks Cecilia.

"Don't call me that, I said."

"Well, why are you doing it?"

She shrugs. "I was struck by a sudden need to look better."

Jane, Cassandra, Elizabeth

Jane's spear, previously affected by the Claw Beast's blood, begins to change, twisting itself into a new, tougher, deadlier shape!

Cassandra's Kevlar Vest and Lab Coat, similarly splashed, meld into each other, steadily turning black,. forming a breastplate-like carapace. Unfortunately any items inside the lab coat are now stuck to you. Her surgical saw similarly begins to twist and smoke, melding itself into something more ancient and violent-looking...

Elizabeth's Lab Coat and patient's gown meld into each other, forming a night-black suit that cleaves to her skin rather possessively. It appears that her Baton and First Aid Kit are now held to her side by black loops or tendrils...

[Acanthus117]

Alright, I'll PM you when I get it off the ground.

[eclipsetail]

omg.

Would there be any way to store the blood in my bullets? Or a way to coat them in it so it gets shot out?

[Josephus]

For something like that, you'd need Project Forge. Hehe.

[eclipsetail]

So I wouldn't be able to just coat it?

I'd have to actually put it in?

[Josephus]

First you'd have to unload each magazine, then wash your bullets in the blood, so coating that way is fine, with a chance of fouling up.

Forge would allow putting the blood inside the bullets. Via MiRaClEs.

[Acanthus117]

FuCkInG MiRaClEs

[eclipsetail]

I'll try it on my spare clip.

[Mysteriousbluepuppet]

Well anyway, I'd rather continue looking human for a bit, want to be able to flaunt these abs for a bit longer.

[Josephus]

Current Actions:

Look around, examine the claw beasty dog tag.  try not to walk in that black thing

I'll try it on my spare clip.

Fine, you DICK. Just kidding.

Cassandra continues to practice her BLINDVISION^tm and examines her new stuff.

Waiting for Haspen and Flintus10

[eclipsetail]

Well anyway, I'd rather continue looking human for a bit, want to be able to flaunt these abs for a bit longer.

You're wearing the jumpsuit.

And no one will notice you with elizabeth looking like that.

[Josephus]

The solution, of course, is to go around barechested.

[eclipsetail]

The solution, of course, is to go around barechested.

who me?

Okay. 

[Mysteriousbluepuppet]

You cannot grasp the true beauty of giygasPierre abs

[Josephus]

Man I just realized that all of you are barefoot.