[alchefire]

The trip to Inkopolis was... shockingly quiet. Despite the promised bloodshed and mass violence, the party didn't run into any issues. Even the usual stray monster was nowhere to be seen... It was... almost eerie. Especially since it remained when they entered the city. The neon lights of the deserted city the only thing keeping the four company until they arrived at their destination.

Standing before them was a massive gate made from what looked to be a mixture of white and black metal. It was lodged between two buildings, the crumbling concrete that fell from both signifying that this gate was not here before and that it had been forced into this position. The silence remained for a few moments before a small red box slid out of the ground in front of them. A small red light scanning over each and everyone of them before letting a small chirp.

"CoNTeStants CoNFiRmeD. ReaDYiNG ArENa" It spoke in a broken, distorted voice before sliding into the ground, the speakers that were attached to the front of the gate now roaring to life.

"Welcome Ladies and Gentleman, my name is Howard "Buckshot" Holmes" A voice suddenly rang out from the now live speakers.

"And I'm Kreese Kreely!" another voice called out.

"And welcome, to Deathwatch! The bloodiest game show this side of the multiverse!"

"I don't know how the hell we figured that part out, but WHO CARES! We're here to watch a bunch of random strangers turn each other into piles of bloody corpses!"

"You got that right, Kreese. But this is just the preliminaries, so the real carnage isn't even starting today! With that, the gate would open up, revealing what was beyond.

The streets beyond looked nothing like the rest of the city. The color having been totally drained, leaving just a deep monochromatic palette that spread as far as the eye could see. Even the neon lights, which usually glowed dozens of different colors were stuck glowing just a simple bright white. Leaving the ground illuminated, if not bleach white.

"Now then I suppose it's time to explain the rules, you mind doing the honors Kreese?"

The moment the party stepped inside, the gate would suddenly slam shut behind them. A heavy locking sound filling the air as parts of the buildings suddenly turned, revealing several large spiked walls, all coated with dried blood.

"It's real simple. All you gotta do is survive about 10 waves of the most bloodthirsty mooks we managed to get our hands on in this god forsaken planet, and you win! Of course, there's some extra incentive to go ahead and make this as bloody as possible.

A large Scoreboard would suddenly fall down, before hanging above the arena. A large, digital counter stretching across the entire board, it currently read "0000000".

"Kill these bastards viciously enough and you might just score enough points to bump you and your pathetic home up to another reward tier!"

Just then a small gate would open up at other end of the arena. A series of four robotic looking people stepped out. There was something... off about how they moved. They staggered, seemingly with each step, almost as if they were zombies... What looked to be blades and spiked balls were crudely welded to their arms.

Well then, it's time for wave 1! For this one, we're digging into the junkheap, our patented grease monkeys have been working hard to turn these dead bots into the perfect killing machines!

"Shame they're so screwed up they can't even handle that right, they mostly just shamble around and take some small swings. It's kinda pathetic if you ask me.

"Yeah, can't even fill them with fake blood, so this first wave is gonna be more... oily than the others.

"Alright, enough chat, let's see some @#$%ing killing!

MISSION START

(Alright you all! The Reploids here are too slow to actually attack this turn. So you all get a free shot! Which is perfect for me to describe the rules of this mission. At the bottom of each of my posts, below the enemy health and your score, will be a list of Hazards you can use. These include improvised weapons, or just traps to throw enemies into/slam them into them. In order to pick up a weapon, you need to beat it's skill check, you can then, as a part of the action of picking it up, perform an attack with it. You can also use said weapon for one of your character's specials or normals so long as you run it by me first. Note that this costs an additional action however. Damage you deal is added to the party's overall score, but if you wanna rack it up you need to do one of the following things.

A. Get creative! Use your character's moves in interesting ways, this can be as simple as writing a stylized way of how they perform their attack, or even using the weird traits of said attacks in ways one wouldn't expect!

B. Use Hazards. Each Hazard will have a specific point value behind it. If you use the hazard properly. You'll be awarded those points. However you can only get the full points for a single hazard once per turn. Meaning that you can't just stick three people to the Spike Walls to get a massive amount of points, but you will get diminishing returns, so if you can slam two on it, go for it! Just don't overdo it.)

"Modified" Reploid A
HP = 100/100
Weapons: a pair of armblades

"Modified" Reploid B
HP = 100/100
Weapons: a pair of hand maces

"Modified" Reploid C
HP = 100/100
Weapons: a pair of circular saws

"Modified" Reploid D
HP = 100/100
Weapons: one armblade and one mace

Current Score = 0,000,000

Spike Trap (Arena Hazard, Damage 100%, Points: 300): Strength Check 15+ (Target must be Grappled), knockback triggers automatically

Tore up Stop Sign (Weapon, Damage 30%, Points: 100): Strength Check 14+ (To pick up) can be used to impale enemies ,Causes heavy knockback when thrown or swung, behaves like a javelin when thrown.

[Nostalgia]

The Blue Vessel looks curiosly over the three other fighters walking with them, eyes bright and excited, stumbling a few times as they silently inspected the others without watching where they were going.

When they finally came to the gate the vessel finally stopped staring at the others, looking over the gate until the box popped up, making the little bug jump slightly in surprise, pulling their needle off of their back and hesitating as the box doesnt move any farther.

They glanced to the speakers with visibly increasing shifting, either from excitement or nervousness it was difficult to tell. Stepping inside they glanced around and then to the four robots, immediately taking off and running towards them.

As the vessel ran their wings became enveloped in a blue slime, flapping to life! (+2 to dex and cha mods 2 turns)

The Vessel lept into the air right before meeting them, the end of their nail in their hand as they spun rapidly in midair
(SPEEEN 1, target dex, hits all enemies near the vessel +1 soul point if hit)
O_FLQYlcp_1d20+6
(Damage if hit)
p_2d3
(SPEEEN 2)
p_1d20+6
(Damage if hit)
p_2d3
(SPEEEN 3)
p_1d20+6
(Damage if hit)
p_2d3
Finally the vessel lets go of their needle, tossing it into the gap between two of the robots, quickly flying around Reploid A in the opposite direction, attempting to wrap them up in a fine thread. (Bind, targets Dex, 5% damage, inflicts slowed)
p_1d20+6

---

Blue Vessel Health:150/150 ||||||||||||||| Shield:50/50 Soul Points: 0/12 Status: Nervous Buffs: LB wings 2 Cooldowns:

1d20+6·2d3·1d20+6·2d3·1d20+6·2d3·1d20+6

[Deleted]

Spy stepped towards the Arena with a feeling of unease and confusion. What was "Deathwatch," and, more importantly, why did the people running it care about some crappy wasteland planet? The assassin didn't really pay these questions much mind at first, seeing them as unnecessary, but thinking about them further made him realize how weird of a situation this was. In any case, they'ed all be rewarded for participating, and that was enough Motivation for Spy.  

Speaking of they, the Spy inspected his teammates. He saw a kid with a metal mask, a small creature with some blue stuff on its head, and what looked like an actual demon from Hell itself. Quite the gang of misfits, they were.

Stepping into the arena, and rolling his eyes at the talkative loons chatting over the speaker system, Spy was fascinated by the aesthetic of the place. All black and white, like an old TV show. Hopefully the blood still had color, otherwise it'd be kind of a boring bloodbath.

Soon, the first wave appeared. They were a group of Reploids, almost zombie-like with their gait. It looked like they could fall over any second, or if they stepped on even a slightly uneven surface. That observation made the gears in Spy's head begin to turn. He was supposed to be creative in his fighting. He wasn't the strongest man alive, but he sure could bring some finesse, if the situation allowed for it.

Spy dashed over to one of the Reploids, the one with the maces welded to their arms, and began softening them up with his knife, maneuvering around his target and delivering hard stabs into its front, sides, and back.


qq3g5s7pp_1d20

p_1d20

p_1d20(Knife attacks: 7% damage each)

After his edged assault on the poor zombie-robot, Spy then pulled his revolver out of his suit, placed the tip of the gun's barrel on the back of the Reploid's head and pulled the trigger twice.

p_1d20+4(Revolver: 17% damage)

p_1d20+4(Ditto)

The Spy
HP: 130/130
Cooldowns: None1d20·1d20·1d20·1d20+4·1d20+4

[Claus]

Claus...did not follow the Party, Atleast not until the very last possible moment. Claus instead opted to fly Via his Jet Wings, Soaring just below the Starvia infected clouds as his left eye scanned the horizons, to Find...Life forms. A Blue Insect-thing, and some Frenchman. His 'allies', in this...Claus scowled, as his Jet wings suddenly expanded back, Now jetting himself into the Ground, Landing onto the floor besides them and approaching as his wings folded inward.



Claus's Expression as he looked to the rest of this group as...Soulless. He looked like he didn't even want to be here, as his eye shined from under his helmet, as he walked forward, quickly shoving past Spy and Blue Vessel, as the annoying voices of the commentators close by  seemed to just go in  one ear and out the other for Claus, as the Chimera would simply reach over into his Right hand side...





And with a Flourish, His sword was drawn to the Group of mavericks.

"Master Program demands you die. Resist if you wish...You'll be out of your Misery soon."

^{[Edge Detected! Applying Negative Serotonin as punishment!]}

"..."


With that, Claus's wings would quickly flourish out, as Claus Rushed through his own group, and the Group of Reploids to grab the one at the very back, Reploid D particularly, And suddenly Diving down, Landing just short enough to avoid any kind of Counter Attack the Reploid would throw, Aiming his PSI Thunder Cannon at the Reploid's Torso, And Firing off a massive Blast of Kinetic, Physical Thunder, to Blast the Machine, As the Beam of electrical force would Magnetically tug at the Metal PArts of the machines body, and with the Blow back, send it into the Metal Spiketrap on a wave of thunder! A Wave of Thunder that, Once it struck that metal, It would Super-conduct the Electrical force of Claus's Thunder-cannon, as Claus's PSI Abilities would Start to Conduct the electricity around the Spike Trap, Forcing all of the Electricity to flow right back into Reploid D!

5RqXhEoBp_1d20 +1=21 (CRITICAL PSI Thunder cannon into the Spike Trap!)


p_1d20+1=17 (PSI Thunder Cannon! Critical damage is 52% , 2 turn cooldown, Electric element.)

(Combined with the Spike Trap for 152% Damage!)

Claus had used his PSI Ability to conduct the electricity, Coursing it across the entire metallic all, and Right into the Reploid's head, Overloading the Machines brain and circuits into its Skull, in an Attempt to make his head burst open in a flurry of electrical charge. Not Claus's idea, But Porky had demanded such a death of him, as Claus turned around to see the next target, Reploid C.

"Next."

And with that, Claus would initially jump at Reploid C With a Swing of his Beam Saber, Slashing with an Initial Wide Slash!

p_1d20+2=4 (Glowing Saber, 18% Damage)

A Pretty weak and miserable swing, However, It was followed by Claus doing something unexpected of any fighter who was just trying to kill all enemies! Claus would suddenly drop his Saber, Trying to Grab Reploid C's Arms, And force his Circular Saws into its own Stomach and Chest, To Force him to Cut into himself, as Claus would stare, Unnerving and Uncaring as to the amount of pain he was afflicting to him!

p_1d20+2=13 (Trying to force Repolid C To Cut himself! Ill let Alche figure the damage on this.)

1d20·1d20·1d20·1d20

[Maverick Hunter Zero]

The Sudden battle was like a moth to flames, but what made it spark was the small group of people, in the area against no less than five Zombie Mavericks, however there was one thing that was most likely to happen...
STR ROLL A: NmUaoTywp_1d20+5=15(Spite on the one Zombie Maverick not hurt, 8% dmg and said Maverick will be thrown by the Spite into another Zombie Maverick which deals the damage)

"Child's play..." was the only words spoken until...
STR ROLL B: p_1d20+5=17(Stomp on the Same Zombie Maverick that was hit with Spite, 20% dmg)

A gargantuan two-toed digitigrade foot smashed down, crushing the lower half of the Zombie Maverick with enough force to at least cripple it.  But that wasn't the only thing that came out of the portal, as the visage of the Demonic Gargoyle God; Gargos, emerged.  Taller than the other three, the being was simply a creature that none should mess with.

---

Gargos
HP: 200/200
Shield: 75/75
Status: confident
Cooldowns:
Stomp(1)1d20·1d20

[alchefire]

Reploid A
(The "Modified" Reploid Armor Class has been revealed! All attacks against the Reploids must be 10+ in order to hit!

The first member of the pack would let out a rather... static sounding groan as it shuffled forward. The blades welded to it's arms scrapping against the ground as it was pushed back slightly by the Vessel's sudden spinning slashes. It's armor getting scraped quite a bit by the attacks. leaving it staggered just long enough for Vessel to try and wrap it up.

(Reploid A has taken 15% damage from Blue Vessel's attacks)

(Dexterity save against Blue Vessel's Bind
c1gI0w2Rp_1d20-5 Success)

Schlllllink! It's blades slash through the thread that had formed around it as it lifted it's arms. The sluggish machine suddenly leaping into the air at the flying Vessel. It's blades awkwardly slicing through the air at an attempt to clip the speedy bug.

(Blue Vessel, you're gonna need to make two 11+ Dexterity checks. Taking 15% damage for each failure.)

(15 points awarded)

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Reploid B

The Spy would find his knife slipping into some of the more delicate parts of the Reploid's armor leaving some minor gashes that left it dripping strangely red oil onto the ground beneath it. It's movements so sluggish that it barely managed to swing one of it's arms by the time the Spy had circled around and placed his revolver against the back of it's head

Bang! BANG! The first bullet would get stuck in the hardy metal that made up the bot's skull. Dealing what looked to be no significant damage. However the second bullet would push through, piercing through the weakened material and blasting into head. Causing the thing to stumble forward and fall on it's face.

(Reploid B takes 46 Damage from the Spy and Blue Vessel's Assaults. Spy! You've hit one of the robot's weak points, reducing it's actions by 1 for the turn! Since the reploids only have one action per turn, it doesn't get to act.)

(46 points awarded, bonus 10 points awarded for the creative shots to the back of the head)

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Reploid D

To say what Claus did to the robot was brutal would be an understatement, the pointblank blast sending the machine flying into the spikes located at the far end of the arena. Ruby red oil and lubricant shooting from the zombie-like reploid's chest as it was impaled in multiple areas. The electricity coursing through it's body conducting right into the massive metallic spikes it was now attached too. The bolts of electricity ruining it's circuitry. Causing it to smoke and sputter.

(Claus, not only did you deal 152 damage to the Reploid, but you also electircally charged one of the Spike Traps. Increasing the damage it inflicts and boosting your attack to deal a whopping 182 damage and permanently changing one of the Hazards into an Electrical Spike Trap!

"I thought you said we couldn't put Fake Blood in this things?"

"We can't! I guess their oil just looks like blood for some reason."

"Well ain't that f@$%ing convenient! Looks like we won't need to wait until round two to see some red!"

KA-BOOM! The reploid exploded after several seconds of short-circuiting. Spraying bright red fluids all over the battlefield. Painting a majority of the combatants red and adding a rather bright splash of crimson to the monochrome battlefield.

(452 points earned, points earned have been doubled for this attack due to the creativity and descriptiveness of the attack and subsequent kill. Bringing the total up to 904 points)

---

Reploid C
(Contested Strength test against Claus's attempt to slash it with it's own saws
p_1d20+3 Contested Strength Test passed)

Claus found himself getting pushed off the the zombified machine. The thing turning and getting ready to strike before it was unceremoniously grabbed by Gargos and thrown at the reploid the Spy had shot. The two clanging into each other just in time for that massive foot to stomp on it. Cracking the armor that coated it's chest.

(Both Reploid C and B take 8% damage from Gargos's attack. Reploid C takes an additional 20% from the followup stomp)

The Reploid then pushed itself back to it's feet, the damaged circuitry in it's head falsely flagging Spy as it's attacker. It's body staggering a bit as it attempt to slash at the Spy with it's sawblades. The serrated edges ready to tear into the frenchman.

(Spy! The Reploid has set it's barely working sights on you. Make an 11+ Dexterity check, else suffer 15% and be afflicted with Mortal Wounds)

(36 points earned. An additional 10 points were given for the collateral damage)

---

"Man, these things suck! Don't we have something with a bit more Oomph!?"

"Well technically yes, but we're not supposed to send them in until they clear this group."

"F@$% THAT! I'm falling asleep watching those hunks of junk shamble around! SEND IT IN ALREADY!"

Suddenly the door the party had stepped through opened up behind them. Revealing an absolutely massive looking human male who was wearing a jet black bull mask. A very puffy shirt hiding what must have been hundreds of pounds of muscle as he lugged a large, double chainsaw.

(Since you lot scored over 1000 points already, you've spawned the first of many sub bosses. Meet Big Bull Crocker! He's not happy to see you.)



"Time for a Rodeo!"

The hulking beast of man looked over the group. Steam coming from the snout of it's mask as it caught sight of the fellow masked man and started running right at him. His chainsaw revving to life as he began swinging at Clause before he even reached him!

(Claus, he's charging right for you! Make three 14+ Dexterity checks, else take 20% and suffer Mortal Wounds for each fail as he slashes at you with that massive Chainsaw.)

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"Modified" Reploid A
HP = 85/100

"Modified" Reploid B
HP = 46/100
Status: Downed for the turn

"Modified" Reploid C
HP = 72/100

"Modified" Reploid D
HP = -82/100
Status: Very much dead

Big Bull Crocker
HP = 200/200
Stats
STR = 20 (+5)
DEX = 6 (-2)
CON = 20 (+5)
WIS = 4 (-3)
INT = 4 (-3)
CHA = 10 (0)
Status: Bloodthirsty

Current Score =0,001,021

Spike Trap (Arena Hazard, Damage 100%, Points: 300): Strength Check 15+ (Target must be Grappled), knockback triggers automatically

Electric Spike Trap (Arena Hazard, Damage 130%, Points: 400): Strength Check 15+ (Target must be Grappled and you make a DC 15 Constitution Check to avoid taking 30% from the electricity), knockback triggers automatically

Tore up Stop Sign (Weapon, Damage 30%, Points: 100): Strength Check 14+ (To pick up) can be used to impale enemies, Causes heavy knockback when thrown or swung, behaves like a javelin when thrown.1d20-5·1d20+3

[Nostalgia]

The Vessel hopped and fluttered in circles around the first reploid, pouting slightly as it's thread got cut, glancing down at it's needle with some disappointment. The distraction very nearly caused them to fly face-first into the reploid's blades, the vessel's body twisting violently to turn out of the way of the first slash.
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Already so thrown off by the quick turn the Vessel couldn't avoid the next, the small bug closing their eyes and wincing as it raked over their body and tossed them across the arena 
p_1d20+6(15% damage taken)

---

The Vessel shook their head a bit and looked over their slightly torn up cloak, slumping slightly as they watched the others performing amazing feats of strength.

Finally the door behind them opened, drawing the Vessel's attention back as they picked up their nail again and turned to challenge the bull, inspiration from the others forming into a bit of an idea.

The Vessel charged directly for the bull man, raising their nail as it to stab them, coming closer and closer straight on until taking a random sharp turn to the left, throwing their needle between the behemoth's legs as their wings fluttered to life, carrying them into the air as they zipped in wild erratic circles.
p_1d20+6(targets wisdom)

It was difficult for most to see, but the small thread trailing the Vessel steadily surrounded the bull man until a sudden yank would make it all pull together to try and ensnare the beast, the thin thread fine enough to dig slightly into their flesh (5% damage, inflicts slow 3 turns)

Regardless of if the maneuver worked the Vessel did a final few loops around the Bull, finally coming to a stop and landing behind them on their hands and knees, palms firmly planted on the arena floor behind their feet, closing their eyes and focusing on a silent call to the depths.

All throughout the arena the ground quaked and rumbled, cracks spreading through it until great spears of black pierced the ground, shooting up to stab and slash at the four reploids as a shrill cry filled the arena, echoing out from the misty spears so determined to rip and tear. (30% damage, takes 2 actions, +2 to hit)
p_1d20+7(targets wisdom)
The tentacles nearby the Vessel however, instead of slashing at the bull man they erupted from the earth in front of him and slam him backwards, shrieks and screams emanating from them and filling the combatants ears as the tendrils pushed, inevitably making him trip over the Vessel behind him if it hit. As the Bull started to fall the earth on the other side of the Vessel split and yawned open to welcome a further flurry of tendrils, grasping and coiling wildly around him in painful yanks and constrictions before reeling back and flinging him violently at the electrocuted wall of spikes, following him and slamming him against it a final time to let the electricity fry him and pierce the spikes just a bit deeper into flesh. The small thread, if it was still wrapped around him, would similarly start to zap to life, the extremely thin metallic thread heating up to near-molten temperatures as electricity ran through it, enough to make it radiate light and melt through skin like butter.

Finally the black spears dissipated into mist, the blue coating on the Vessel's wings similarly starting to dissolve away, leaving them ragged and useless once more.

Blue Vessel :135/150 :50/50 : 12/12 Buffs: Cooldowns: LB wings 2 turns

1d20+6·1d20+6·1d20+6·1d20+7

[Deleted]

DuC19xqmp_1d20+4(Spy's Dodging of Reploid C's attack: Successful)

One of the Reploids attempted to attack Spy with a saw. Keyword being "attempted" because it was pathetic. Spy couldn't help but yawn sarcastically at the robot's feeble attempt to harm him.

p_1d20+4

p_1d20+4(Revolver shots @ Reploid C. 17%)

Spy used his revolver to attempt to shoot out the Reploid's eyes. Unfortunately, only one of the shots connected. Thus, the Reploid was only half-blind. Much like Spy's drunken compatriot. Speaking of drunken, the Reploid was still as clumsy as ever, so dispatching of it would likely be easy.

Then the bull-themed fighter entered the arena. He wasn't welcome, as far as Spy was concerned. The Blue Vessel was already on the brute like a mosquito, but that wouldn't be enough. He needed to cut into them, with something much sharper than his knife.

"Oh, come on! Try again, you worthless pile of scrap! I wouldn't even use you to craft myself a new hat!" 

p_1d20+4(Spy is using Dexterity to goad Reploid C into attacking him, so that Reploid C will end up attacking Crocker instead. Basically, Spy is trying to invoke Deadly Dodging. Roll for Wisdom, or maybe Intelligence if you think it's more appropriate.)

Spy
130/130
Cooldowns: None (Spy's saving the full course, so he's only using his bread and butter attacks)

1d20+4·1d20+4·1d20+4·1d20+4

[Claus]

QUacwTGFp_1d20+1=19 (First Dodge!)


p_1d20+1=8 (Hit! 20% Damage and Mortal Wound


p_1d20+1=10 (Second Hit! 20% Damage and Mortal Wound!)

Claus looked upon the Bull Crocker with his soulless gaze, as his wings expanded, The First Chainsaw Swipe easily avoided by Claus, as he  performed a fairly impressive slide under the chainsaw's sideway swing, Using his jet booster's to fling himself underneath. However, That would instead put him right against a wall, as the Second Swing of the Chainsaw would fling itself right into Claus's arm, as Claus's souless gaze went wide-eyed, as his (thankfully) Robotic Arm was cut into with a satisfying series of sparks and clash of metal, Oil Spluttering out and onto Bull Crocker's own body, as Claus ripped his arm back to push him away, Only to get a second deep cut right into his stomach, grinidning deeper and deeper, grazing the very lining of his stomach before Claus's Jet Wings suddenly flared up, and blasted him back!!

"...Im Bleeding." Claus would say to his fellow comrade's in a way that would somewhat imply he wanted to be healed, More in the direction of vessel...Did he Trust Vessel? Perhaps, but it didnt seem like anyone else had the abilities to heal him like Vessel may have. Regardless, Claus stood up a bit, stumbling, but glared in Bull crocker's direction...Man, his stomach was just-- flooding with blood.

Regardless, Claus would raise his Humanoid Hand up to the sky, Suddenly snapping his fingers. "I need backup." Claus simply said aloud, as suddenly , Jumping over the wall and out of the nearby door...

p_1d20 (Claus Uses Porky's Porkies! This summons a random pigmask determined by a number. The Number is 7! This summons...)



"Master Masked Dude! Dont you be worryin' your orangutan hair for just one second, cause the Man, Myth, the Squeeeeeeeeeelin' legend himself, Shed, is here to heeelp!!!" A...Beefy looking man, ironically, Came to Claus's aid, standing about the same build as Bull Crocker. "Listen Shed, attack him so that he goes into the spike traps." Claus commanded, as Shed let out a Oinky Chortle. "Rodger as Dodger, your--...Woah, dude, you need a bandaid or something."

"Im aware. Now go."

With that, Shed stomped himself on up to the Bull Crocker. "Awww yeah! BEEF VERSUS PORK!" Shed would declare, before running up to Bull Crocker, Jumping up, buckling his knee's for a FLYING DROPKICK RIGHT INTO THE BULL CROCKERS CHEST, Attempting to push him into that electrified Spike Trap!

p_1d20 (Due to Summon, Has just a flat dice check with no modifier. Deals 20% Damage!)

. . . It Didnt work exactly as well as Shed had hoped, as Claus looked around  for some options for damage. His eyes, fell upon the stop Sign...

"...You all are not using the traps as they are meant to be used. Please do so, as our score matters." Claus would reply, before suddenly his body jolted. "...My master wishes to tell you all; 'You're idiots.'" Claus followed up, before his wings expanded out, Blasting him toward that stop sign, as Claus grabbed it with his wounded, robotic arm, Suddenly ripping the steel. jagged metal from the earth!

p_1d20+2=21 (STR Check! Passed!)

And with his eyes set on Bull Crocker, Claus suddenly Blasted toward the beefy man, Pushing Shed well out of the way with his free hand, Before Claus landed. Claus landed ontop of Bull Crocker's Chainsaw, Pinning it to the ground, Before a quick boost of his jets let the smal boy then jump up onto Bull Crocker's beefy shoulder, as he took the Jagged Stopsign, Spinning it around in his hand...

"Master Porky wishes to tell you a secret.; "This is what i did to your mother last night. So dont feel too bad."

After that confusing little quote from the monotone Boy, Claus suddenly jumped up with his jet booster, and with a boost downward, suddenly jammed the jagged edge of that stopsign right into the Eye-hole of Bullcrocker's mask, Shattering through the glass and impaling him deep through his spinal column, in an attempt to blind him in one eye with this rusted peice of metal!

p_1d20+2=20 (Tore up stop sign, 30% Damage, 100 Points, Jammed directly into Bull Crocker's eye!)

Following this Claus opened his human hand, Generating his Electric Sword into his hand, as he raised it up. 

"He also wishes to tell you, This one's for your father too."

Before Claus jammed his own Electric-charged sword into the left eye of the bull crocker's mask, Trying to jam it in deep enough, and at a Right-ward Angle, so that the electric-charged sword would clash with the metal stop sign, Giving the much deeper and more deadly weapon a electric charge throughout the bull crocker's body as well! When it imbeds itself, there's a Musical Twang, for some reason...

p_1d20+2=21 (Glowing Saber! 18% Damage, with an electric element!)

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Claus

HP:126/170

Status: Mortally Wounded (40% Damage, will take 4% damage every turn)1d20·1d20·1d20·1d20·1d20·1d20·1d20·1d20

[Maverick Hunter Zero]

"I do believe that this is going to be quick and painless, very soon bull, you will kneel before your God." Gargos said as he grabbed the downed Zombie Maverick and hurled it into Big Bull Crocker with enough force to knock the chainsaw weilding psycho closer to the electrified spike trap!
STR ROLL A: A1X|HaO3p_1d20+5=19(Savage Spite using the Zombie Maverick that has the least HP of the ones still alive @ Big Bull Crocker, 8% dmg to both if it connects)

Followed by a reckoning to Slam Big Bull Crocker into the electrified spike trap.
STR ROLL B: p_1d20+5=17(Brutal Reckoning @big Bull Crocker, 9% dmg plus additional 9% if his back is to a wall{or in this case, the electrified spike trap} if it connects)

Then made a derisive laugh at Big Bull Crocker's expense.
CHA ROLL: p_1d20-1=1(Piss poor Laugh @ Big Bull Crocker, -1 STR & CHA modifier for 3 turns if successful)

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Shadow Lord Gargos
HP: 200/200
[(/IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII/)]
Shield: 75/75
[(/IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII/)]
Status: Cocky
Cooldowns:
Stomp(armed and ready)
Laugh(2)1d20·1d20·1d20

[alchefire]

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Reploid A-B
I'm going to make these rolls in advance.

(Dodge against Vessel's Void Scream
yOp5O9pYp_1d20-5 Fail)

(Dodge against Vessel's Void Scream
p_1d20-5 Fail)

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Reploid C
(Dodge against Vessel's Void Scream
p_1d20-5 Fail)

(Yeah, I'm not even gonna bother having Reploid C roll for that Deadly Dodging check, he has no way of making that save due to having a -5 to both Wis and Int. So congrats, you've succeeded in goading it to attack Big Bull Crocker, you'll see the results of that down below!)

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Big Bull Crocker

As Big Bull Crocker's chainsaw ripped through Claus's form, he lifted his chainsaw in triumph. The bull letting out a loud roar of victory as he prepared to keep charging the young boy... At least until he felt something sharp and metallic restrict around his body...

(Save vs Vessel's thread. Done at Disadvantage cuz he's focused on Claus
p_1d20-3
p_1d20-3 Failure. He's slowed for three turns)

What happened to him to him next would prove to be one of the most brutal beatdowns ever broadcast on Mad TV. As the Spy managed to duck out of the way of the now enraged Reploid's strike, the massive metallic balls slamming into Big Bull Crocker's face. Denting the bottom of his mask.

"Well damn, Crocker is starting to look a bit like my ex-wife down there!"

"Your ex-wife was missing the bottom of her jaw?"

"It was a joke, Kreese..."

(Dodge against Reploid C
p_1d20-4 He's struck by the Reploid's attack, inflicting Mortal Wound and dealing 15%)

(Dodge against Shed
p_1d20-4Dodge)

Despite being stunned slightly by the blow, The bull was barely able to move out of the way of Shed's drop kick. His head whipping around as he prepared to try and break the strings attached to his body. His eyes locking back onto Clause, who was currently charging him with a Stop Sign!

(Dodges against Claus's assault
p_1d20-4 Hit!
p_1d20-4 Hit! 48% and he's permanently blind)

The Stop Sign would pierce right through Big Bull Crocker's eye, before shooting out of the back of his skull. The bull dropping his chainsaw as the electrically charged sword shoved into his other eye. He didn't even get the chance to respond to Claus's declarations... He just stood there, shaking in pain as Vessel touched down behind him...

(Vessel's Void Scream
p_1d20-3 Hit, should I even bother to keep rolling at this point?)

Vessel's scream pierced the air as the ground ruptured with several dozen different tendrils. All of them reaching high into the air, slamming them all and sending the reploids flying into the air. The tendrils that had surrounded Crocker grabbing him and pulling him back towards wall while they crushed him. One of the tendrils knocking a Reploid into the air, right into Gargos's hand before he threw it, right at the heavily wounded man.

(Gargos yeeting Reploid B at him.
p_1d20-4 Hit, Please stop)

Gargos throwing the zombified Reploid was all it took took to finally push Big Bull Crocker over Vessel's tiny form. The combination of tendrils and raw force sending him flying back into the wall. All at once the bull's slouching form came to life as he began screaming bloody murder. The lightning surging across his form. Burning through his skin as the metallic wire conducted the bolts, pouring it directly into his form as it spasmed against the spikes that had impaled him. Blood spurting from what seemed to be every pore on his body as he screamed in agony.

(Gargos's Brutal Reckoning
p_1d20-4 Hit, he takes an extra 38% from being slammed back into the wall... but he's already dead)

As Gargos's fist cracked into Crocker's head, he'd find not a solid skull, but what felt like a rotten fruit. The sheer force mixed with the massive power of the electrical trap causing his head to explode like a watermelon. Coating Gargos in a fresh layer of viscera.

For the first time in the fight, Kreese and Howard were completely silent. The two announcers staring at their screens in stunned silence as Big Bull Crocker was almost immediately reduced to nothing but a smear on the wall. Guts and brain matter coating the electrified spikes. Even the two remaining reploids were stunned, staring at the absolute mess that the party had created. After a few moments the two of them finally spoke

(Total Damage taken=279. I'm... I'm just gonna say ya'll earned 1000 points from this turn. Cuz holy hell that was brutal. Everyone earns Inspiration for that turn.)

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"Um... I think it's time for wave 3... right?" Kreese's words were shaky. He'd seen tons of violence in his life. Hell normally something like this would be nothing to him. But the sheer speed and efficiency of what had happened had actually rattled him. Was everyone in the Life Sphere like this...?

"Y-yeah, um..." The sound of papers getting rustled filled the speakers as another door opened up at the other end of the arena. Revealing a trio of thugs. Who immediately saw what had happened to Big Bull Crocker and turned around. The three of them dropping their weapons as they agreed in unison that this was not worth it and left.

"Just... send in Little Eddy..."

Just then, another door would open, only for what looked to be a giant cargo bed for a train backed in. Laying down atop the bed was a giant man. His form warped and twisted in a variety of ways. His head was lumpy, and his mouth seemed perpetually open, drool dribbling from his bottom lip as he sat up. A massive chain coiled around his body, connected to a massive spiked ball which he lugged over his shoulder. It took the brute a few moments to look over the party as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. Only for him to let loose a loud scream of anger.



"I'LL MURDALIZE YOU!"



As soon as his... rather childish words were uttered, the giant began swinging that massive iron ball in massive, sweeping circles. Catching the two remaining Reploids in his attack, crushing their bodies into nothing as more of that red, oil splattered around the battle field.

(Alright, everyone. Little Eddy is aiming to smash all of you with a massive series of swings. You're going to need to give me a pair of 14+ Dex checks. With each failure resulting in taking 20%!)

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Boss: Little Eddy

HP = 500/500

Stats

STR = 30 (+10)

DEX = 1 (-5)

CON = 30 (+10)

WIS = 1 (-5)

INT = 1 (-5)

CHA = 1 (-5)

Status: Ready to Murdalize ya

Passive: Large and In Charge: Eddy is immune to knockback from almost all attacks, in order to knock him back, you need to successfully topple him. This is done by succeeding in his Power Struggle, or by properly crippling his legs.

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Big Bull Crocker
HP = -79/200
Stats
STR = 20 (+5)
DEX = 6 (-2)
CON = 20 (+5)
WIS = 4 (-3)
INT = 4 (-3)
CHA = 10 (0)
Status: No longer in existence (He's f@#%ing dead)

1d20-5·1d20-5·1d20-5·1d20-3·1d20-3·1d20-4·1d20-4·1d20-4·1d20-4·1d20-3·1d20-4·1d20-4

[Claus]

Claus watched as the Giant Bull-man that he had peirced the eyes out of were more or less totally reduced to a smudge of red against the wall...Claus began to think a little bit on that. If he hadnt of done that-- Could that Bull of survived if he had not of done that...? Could he of fought back? Even more than that-- Couldn't he of stopped attacking? HE could of seen the error of what he had done...Claus shook his head, Looking away as he put a Hand to his deep wound, Observing the Black Oil mixing with his red blood staining his hand...

"...I need healing." Claus demanded of his allies, Now being a bit more direct, as suddenly, Now Behind Claus as he looked back to his team, Little Eddy looming behind him as Claus turned back around, his helmet visor glaring up at him. "...Oh. Hah." Claus would say softly in antagonism of the irony of the name 'Little Eddy. Kreese and Howard's commentary not aiding.

Regardless, Claus 's Wings unfurled as Eddy made his sings, as Claus attempted to Fly past them!


MkvtkFQkp_1d20+1=19


p_1d20+1=19

Swoop and Swoop! Eddy's Chain and Ball were completely avoided and dodged, as Claus landed and would dash after Eddy's Legs, Aiming to Taser the heck out of his legs.

p_1d20+2=18 (Glowing Saber, 8% Damage, Combo One)

p_1d20+2=10 (Glowing Saber, 8% Damage, Combo Two)

p_1d20+2=7 (Glowing Saber, 8%, Combo Three)


And then, Claus jetted Past Eddy's legs, As he looked up at the Back of Little Eddy's body as...Porky's voice came to Claus.

"SHOOT HIM IN THE ASS SHOOT HIM IN THE ASS SHOOT HIM IN THE--"


...Claus sighed, Aiming his PSI Thunder Cannon up at Eddy's Rear, And firing off a Psychokinetic Thunder Blast right up at it.


p_1d20+1=19 (26% Damage, 2 turn cooldown, Aimed right up little eddy's rear.)

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Claus



HP:122/170



Status: Mortally Wounded (40% Damage, will take 4% damage every turn)
1d20·1d20·1d20·1d20·1d20·1d20

[Nostalgia]

Vessel takes a moment to breathe as they stood where Bull once had, wincing slightly as they watched the gruesome display of the others piling on their own attacks, gradually bring brutalized even after they were already gone from the world. 

Vessel reached up and awkwardly rubbed the back of their head as they heard the stunned announcers talk to eachother about what the future holds. Their eyes fell to the gates as it opened once more, raising a hand to wave innocently at the new band of thugs as they were revealed. Their hand hesitated as they all seemed like they didn't want to play, until another big person came in! 

Vessel looked up at the massive hulking figure and waved their hand eagerly, seemingly excited to have another opponent. The little bug's wings stretched out a bit behind them in preparation as the massive human reared back to swing his flail, the tiny form leaping and skipping between the powerful swings.
w7ejtxHBp_1d20+5((Success))
p_1d20+5((Success))

With another little flourish of a swirl Vessel suddenly flicked out their small arm and sent their needle aiming for Little Eddy's legs, a little sloppy while flying as they made their way towards Claus nehind Eddy as they pulled it back.
p_1d20+5((Nail Spear Light #1: 9% damage, target dex))

Once they were close to Claus they landed beside him, blue gel suddenly coating their arm as they reached out and touched Claus' wound. With a flash of light Claus would feel the wound healing, the pain numbing as white particles exploded out from the Vessel and rushed to where their hand rested.
p_1d8+3((Focus, 10% healing, cures Mortal Wound status.))

Keeping their hand in place, the Vessel threw out their needle once more, pausing again as another explosion of white particles rushed to Claus and repaired more of his body, finally pulling their hand away for one last throw.
p_1d20+5((Nail spear light #2))
p_1d8+3((Focus, 10% healing))
p_1d20+5((Nail spear light #3))

Vessel took a small step away to look over Claus, giving him a wide smile and a thumbs up before focusing back onto the fight.

Blue Vessel :135/150 :50/50 : 4/12 Buffs: Cooldowns:LBwings: 1 more turn

1d20+5·1d20+5·1d20+5·1d8+3·1d20+5·1d8+3·1d20+5

[Maverick Hunter Zero]

Gargos would erect his Bubble Shield and tank the sudden blitzkrieg from a new foe!
Gargos shields the hits!: 75-10(activation penalty)-20-20=25 shield durability left!

"My kind of customer..." Gargos said with a rather smug expression on his face, promptly unleashed Hell with a flurry of fists!
STR ROLL A: RaIgtjPfp_1d20+5(Oblivion @ Eddy, 8% dmg if it hits)
STR ROLL B: p_1d20+5(^)
STR ROLL C: p_1d20+5(^)

Then kept up the pressure with another fist volley...
STR ROLL D: p_1d20+5(^)

Then delivered one more volley, only it was a souped up version of the punches he was pounding The enemy with...
STR ROLL E: p_1d20+5(Shadow Oblivion @ Eddy, 20% dmg if it hits)

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Gargos
HP: 200/200
Shield: 75/75
Status: SMUG!!!
Cooldowns:
Shadow Oblivion(2)1d20+5·1d20+5·1d20+5·1d20+5·1d20+5