The pirates who don't do anything! [Shunado]

shunado Hunter 51 POSTS last seen Apr 28, 2011 20:44:12 GMT -5	The pirates who don't do anything! [Shunado] Apr 15, 2011 18:24:41 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by shunado on Apr 15, 2011 18:24:41 GMT -5 [dice=200+2000] filler Attack results: Deep Gash On Forearm/ Damage dealt: 3.5/ Enemy health: 37.5[rand=1267082443400418524792593037420035036685449983864473525761134535144]
	Last Edit: Apr 15, 2011 18:29:24 GMT -5 by shunado

semper Retired Staff 2,354 POSTS last seen Jan 1, 2014 0:57:11 GMT -5	The pirates who don't do anything! [Shunado] Apr 15, 2011 18:39:48 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by semper on Apr 15, 2011 18:39:48 GMT -5 [/size][rand=2786257022120867530263327253210904012637737192265702515607242711]
	Last Edit: Apr 15, 2011 18:41:15 GMT -5 by semper i hear the mountains calling me home

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The pirates who don't do anything! [Shunado] Apr 15, 2011 18:59:01 GMT -5

Post by shunado on Apr 15, 2011 18:59:01 GMT -5

"You've annoyed me for to long," shunado shouted. "This is where you die!"

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Attack Results: Deep Gash on Right Calf/ Damage Dealt: 8.0/ Enemy health: 40.0+

Shunado watched the kid before him fall on his face. He stabbed him one more time in the back, making sure to pierce his heart. He was dead. This remained HIS territory.[rand=836955195695299729434317902198586216603111422325574052931889224]

Last Edit: Apr 15, 2011 19:04:49 GMT -5 by shunado

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The pirates who don't do anything! [Shunado] Apr 15, 2011 19:23:53 GMT -5

Post by semper on Apr 15, 2011 19:23:53 GMT -5

[/color] I complimented, giving the guy a smile before sitting down on the ground and then laying back. The good thing about being dead was that I already knew what it was going to be like to die, so I wasn't worried at all. But then just to add lemon juice to my paper cut, the guy stabbed me again. I quirked an eyebrow at him. "I'm already dead. No need t' make sure o' it. Sheesh." I snorted at him, laying my head back against the ground. "Seeya 'round when y' die, kid." Then I died. Again. At least now I get to go back to Ree.

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i hear the mountains calling me home