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2016-10-12, 06:53 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: The Hunting Grounds III - Second Most Dangerous Game
"Sons of Gondor! Of Rohan! My brothers! I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me! A day may come when the courage of men fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship. But it is not this day. An hour of wolves and shattered shields when the age of Men comes crashing down! But it is not this day! This day we fight! By all that you hold dear on this good Earth, I bid you stand! Men of the West!" -Aragorn, Lord of the Rings
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2016-10-12, 07:06 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Apr 2008
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- Fever dreams
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[Hunter's House]
Not much around here is normal. But the shots do penetrate the table pretty well. They don't find anything, though. While Tier was shooting at an already downed target, Hunter activates her transporter and disappears, popping up somewhere behind Tier, swinging that sword at his side. Enchanted volcanic glass, although he probably has little unnatural about him for it to take, and only has to worry about it being very sharp.
Pterodactyls flop around on the ground.
The feline monster leaps towards Tier from its spot, biting one-two-three at his left arm.
Outside, a town hunter's on his way. There's really just one unusual rule here: no swinging, firing, or otherwise using your weapons. That goes double for randomly shooting up the street aiming at something that only you managed to see yet. Another's been sent up the great tree, to get a bird's eye view of the commotion, and with enough armament to put a stop to it.
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2016-10-12, 07:17 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Sep 2015
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- Gondor, Middle Earth
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Re: [Hunter's House]
Tier takes the hit to the head, but the attack is absorbed by his helmet and it just makes him angry. He turns around with the monster on his arm and swings his fist in the same motion. If the punch is successful, the punch is strong enough to go through the head of an adult human through a ballistic helmet.
I'm a Lawful Good Human PaladinJustice and honor are a heavy burden for the righteous. We carry this weight so that the weak may grow strong and the meek grow brave
— The Acts of Iomedae, Pathfinder
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2016-10-13, 07:28 AM (ISO 8601)
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- Jun 2006
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- Irving, TX
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[Hunter's House]
Well... begin unconscious is not condusive to any sort of dodging; and his orange, red, and yellow outfit is not armor... so Mel is shot several times.
A reasonably large marker appears above him, saying "Bleeding Out..." in bold red text, followed by a counter which currently reads 5.
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2016-10-13, 08:48 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Mar 2010
[Hunter's House]
The black cat flops over amid the rubble under the storm of bullets.
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Hail to the Lord of Death and Destruction!
CATNIP FOR THE CAT GOD! YARN FOR THE YARN THRONE! MILK FOR THE MILK BOWL!
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2016-10-13, 11:06 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Jul 2016
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2016-10-15, 08:11 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Apr 2008
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- Fever dreams
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[Hunter's House]
The monster swings about on his arm, scrambling with its claws, holding on with two sets of jaws while biting with the last.
Hunter ducks, the powerful punch going just over her head, and leaving her not in any position to mount a counterattack; she merely steps backwards over the rubble.
A pale blue blast of energy streaks along the street, aimed at the ground near Johnson's feet.
"You should put the guns down before you get yourself hurt."
Looking back in the direction of the bolt and the sound of the voice shows a faint distortion in the air.
Up in the town center, binoculars are applied to eyes and trained on the scene.
Look at that, there's a
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