Recent content by Crystalwatcher

"Well, if nothing else I might be able to tank it while my spell is active-" Liliana looks at Amalgam's back before looking down at her two very loud pistols, then grumbles under her breath; "Never mind, look like I'm not doing anything until the fight starts."

Liliana leans over a bit to whisper to Celestial, "RTS means Real Time strategy. Think of it as controlling an army to beat up the other guy kind of thing." ... Should she? Huntress had a moment of wanting to ask for another hug, especially with how close Celestial was.

"Glad I'm not the only one." Huntress murmurs to herself. "Rodger!" Silently as everyone else turns away, Huntress feels a sudden overwhelming urge to look towards the horizon. She wasn't sure why, but she suddenly knew... the moon wasn't watching them yet.

Accumulated EXP: 87 EXP Spent: Jaeger -60 1 -> 4 Base Damage: 50 -> 200 Armor Pierce Blood Brand -10 1 -> 2 Health: 50 -> 100 Flesh Brand -10 1 -> 2 Base Resilience: 40 -> 80 EXP Remaining: 7 "Roger, roger." Bloody manages to mutter in confirmation as Swarm sets her down. Taking a few steps off...

"I... don't know how many of those I have left in me before I make a mess." Huntress manages to gurgle coherently as she hugs herself. "I think coming was a bad idea... poor word choice."

So about that Garp saving Koby scene and showing just how strong he was. (Literally just found it.)

"Thanks..." Huntress manages to gurgle through the sensation wracking her body, as she desperately tries clinging to Swam. "Who'da thunk that sending a fucking addict into a mess she'd need to space her addiction was a bad idea huh?" Blinking, she tried to look around through the writhing...

Thank you? I think?

Inhale. "Get off me!" A tiny part of Huntress revels in the slaughter. The rest of her on the other hand is more preoccupied with the half dozen zombies that've dog piled her. Water and magic helping her coat ward away the fangs and claws of the things on top of her as she scrambles against...

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Light, thunder, sound. When Huntress said she wouldn't be able to hear or see shit, she hadn't been kidding. Firing the Purifier Brand was akin to giving herself full-body synesthesia. She could feel the rattle of it's guns straight down to the core of her bones. Had someone tried to get her...

Nah, this is fine. Just being a dork because I like to keep forgetting my stuff is actually popular in circles outside my little corner.

Aaaaaaaaaa!?