DAY 3More Heavy Scouts come at the (for now) severely underarmed dome city.
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Griph Stands at the Southern Gate, somewhat unnerved by the rash of horrid luck yesterday. But that doesn't matter now, what matter is protecting this gate!!!!
Roll: 13
Oof! he goes as he just manages to knock away a jumping Heavy Scout with his Addy Sword. He still manages to kill 4 of them, and the remaining one flees back into the forest.
Bo's still a'hurtin from that there nasty leg bite,but hes reloading Betty anyway! Can't let the town down just 'cause I got bit crazy 'ard!
George sighs at having to listen to the redneck even though he should've gone back, but he doesn't complain openly, they can't afford anymore losses!
Rolls:0-3= -3, 12...
Bo is decapitated by a jumping Heavy Scout! His head trips George while he's charging forward, and almost trips him. George manages to kill 3, but the three from last time return!
Luck Roll: 4
George manages one shot with Bo's shotgun and kills another 2 (scaring the last three off until tomorrow), but blasts his right foot off doing so!
Twil and Vads hear Griph's oof, Bo's death, and George's shriek after he realizes his foot is gone, and become depressed. Do they really want to go back out there?, they both think. Its nice and safe in the med ward, no doom monsters, or gunfire, or horrid luck...
Door Integrity: 16
The closed gate remains nearly unscathed by the clamoring Heavy Scouts.
there are now 5 TINY ALIENS and 9 SMALL ALIENS dead and ready to trade. Goddamn do you guys have bad luck with random.org today!
Health:
Griph:
OK!Bo: DEAD!George:
Heavily Bleeding Injury! (I suggest retreat, if you don't and fail your luck roll again you'll bleed to death.)
Twil:
Injured!(healed next turn, unless they return to the fighting. -1 to roll.)
Vads:
Injured!(healed next turn, unless they return to the fighting. -1 to roll.)
RP/Non-RP time! (or we can just skip to next,same as before)