Deji: CHARLIE HAMMING YOU’RE GOING TO KILL US.
Hairpin: CHARLIE HAMMING IS TIRED OF WAITIN’!
Hairpin sets her teeth hard as she flicks a switch on the side of the Heavy. Instead of a bolt a searing LASSSSSSSSER starts firing at the cage bars.
Hairpin rolls 100 (1-100)
Of all the moronic, hair-brained, stupid plans, apparently the Black Hoods did not expect lasers. The bars melt to slag.
Hairpin didn’t expect it to work. She really didn’t, and that’s plain. “Huh.” She lowers the gun to her side and looks over at Deji. “Make a note: Black Hoods don’t like lasers. C’mon, bleeders. Time t’go.”
Deji grabs Delphie’s hand in her one good hand and rubs at it. It glows just a little.
Deji: This might hurt, but hopefully it won’t. I’m getting better at it.
Deji rolls 100 (1-100)
A beautiful golden glow envelops Delphie’s hand, knitting the flesh back together like a tapestry. The carpal tunnel is gone, too!
Deji sighs in relief and goes back to grabbing her arm. “Oh thank the stars.”
Cabal tiptoes over and puts her hands on both Deji and Delphie’s heads, pushing them down as quickly as she can to grab at the arm. She keeps her elbow balanced on Deji’s head, “I CALLED DIBS HE CONTACTED ME FIRST.”
Deji just CRUMPLES UNDER THE WEIGHT OF CABAL. Her bad leg is so fucking done.
Cabal doesn’t care, she gets a robot arm.
And let us not forget XyKar’s beautiful rolls.
XyKar rolls 8 (1-100)
XyKar rolls 4 (1-100)
XyKar rolls 6 (1-100)
THANK YOU graveheist for running such an incredible event! SERIOUSLY, THIS IS ONE OF THE MOST TALENTED PLOT WRITERS I HAVE EVER BEEN GRACED TO KNOW! A +++++ would run a million dungeons and follow into the creepy recesses of a cave with.