Deaths

[Hightower]

LOL, the after death flares are always hilarious.

You attempt to punch a Vvrael destroyer!
You have excellent positioning against a Vvrael destroyer.
UAF: 662 vs UDF: 474 = 1.396 * MM: 90 + d100: 63 = 188
... and hit for 52 points of damage!
Blindingly fast hook smashes right knee beyond any hope of repair. If it's worth doing, it's worth over-doing!
[SMR result: 165 (Open d100: 137, Bonus: 11)]
The Vvrael destroyer wails with rage as he crumples to the ground! A viscous black liquid sprays out from his severed right leg thrashing on the ground, covering you with caustic acid!
... 23 points of damage!
Large swig of acid enters mouth. Swelling cuts off essential breathing!
You notice your blood flow go back to normal.
You lose your extra internal fortitude.
The deep blue glow leaves you.
The powerful look leaves you.
The light blue glow leaves you.
The very powerful look leaves you.
The white light leaves you.
The misty halo fades from you.
The thick plates of bone around your forearms begin to crack, then shatter into a fine white dust.
The scales covering your hands turn brittle and flake away.
The visions slowly trickle from your mind, and you are left with the world before you once again.
You feel your forehead pulse as your mind relaxes.
Like sand through an hourglass, your visions of the future slip away and fade from your mind.
You feel the tension in your skin ease and notice that your complexion returns to normal.
The layer of protection fades away.
Darkness punctuated by a constellation of starry pinpoints wells up to the surface of your skin and splinters away with a sound like shattering crystal.
You feel the extra courage wane.
A faint silvery glow fades from around you.
The dull golden nimbus fades from around you.

It seems you have died, my friend. Although you cannot do anything, you are keenly aware of what is going on around you...

You mentally give a sigh of relief as you remember that the Goddess Lorminstra owes you a favor.

...departing in 16 mins...

** Your rolaren-studded gauntlets release a shimmering beam of disintegration! **

... 10 points of damage!
Finger on left hand vaporized, leaving the Vvrael destroyer unable to count quite as high.
Roundtime: 3 sec.

It's even more fun when you're just passing through as a pure caster that can't even touch these things and someone else cuts a limb from them, killing you! Yowch!

~Taverkin

[Methais]

It's even more fun when you're just passing through as a pure caster that can't even touch these things and someone else cuts a limb from them, killing you! Yowch!

~Taverkin

Real time footage of GS players when this happens:

[Taernath]

[SMR result: 257 (Open d100: 249, Penalty: 27)]
A massive black boar charges suddenly, and you make a feeble attempt to avoid his vicious tusks. Stars explode before your eyes as the boar hammers into you, slamming you to the ground!

... 11 points of damage!
Attack punctures the eye and connects with something really vital!

It seems you have died, my friend. Although you cannot do anything, you are keenly aware of what is going on around you...

You mentally give a sigh of relief as you remember that the Goddess Lorminstra owes you a favor.

[Methais]

All I wanted was mana.

>prep 516

Reciting the mystical phrases of Mana Leech, you feel a rime of frost wreathe your blue eyes and infuse them with an icy blue energy that dissipates as you release your spell.
Your spell is ready.
cast at lora

You gesture at Loralaii.

* Tendrils of pale energy lash out from your fireleaf staff toward Loralaii and cage her within bands of concentric geometry that constrict as one, shattering upon impact! *

The opalescent aura fades from around Loralaii.
The elemental aura around Loralaii wavers.
Loralaii loses her intense expression.
The murky veil around Loralaii fluxes chaotically!
... 70 points of damage!
Spine ripped from Loralaii's body and thrown to the ground.

* Loralaii drops dead at your feet!

[Astray]

Straight finished her, dude.

[Methais]

Straight finished her, dude.

I didn't even pay attention to the messaging

Spine ripped from Loralaii's body and thrown to the ground.

[Methais]

[United Bank of City-States - 11]
Rich wine-hued brocade draperies cover the walls of the small teller's room, leaving one to wonder who might be watching from behind. The rich blue carpeting underfoot muffles the sound of movement as patrons conduct their business in hushed tones and move back out into the lobby. The teller sits behind a tall counter, flanked by two elven guards. You also see a silver sign.
Obvious exits: out

Omens just arrived.

>gather my case
The heartwood case is empty of silvers.
>
Omens just went out.
>
* Omens just turned his last page!

[wetsand]

Screw you open rolls.

You weave another verse into your harmony, directing the sound of your voice at an Illoke elder.
CS: +424 - TD: +315 + CvA: +25 + d100: +58 == +192
Warding failed!
You feel the unnatural surge of necrotic power wane away.
An Illoke elder reels under the force of the sonic vibrations!
Sound waves disrupt for 91 damage!
... 75 points of damage!
The Illoke elder's head vibrates violently, before melting away in a rush of heat.
[SMR result: 193 (Open d100: 242)]
The Illoke elder rumbles in agony as he teeters for a moment, then falls directly at you!
In a vain attempt, you leap to dodge the massive falling creature! The elder strikes you squarely, crushing you beneath him and the ground!

... 40 points of damage!
Brain driven into neck by mammoth downswing!
The tingling sensation and sense of security leaves you.
The light blue glow leaves you.
The powerful look leaves you.
You lose your extra internal fortitude.
You notice your blood flow go back to normal.
The deep blue glow leaves you.
The misty halo fades from you.
The dim aura fades from around you.
Your breathing becomes more shallow.
The silvery luminescence fades from around you.
The bright luminescence fades from around you.
The brilliant luminescence fades from around you.
The glowing specks of energy surrounding you suddenly shoot off in all directions, then quickly fade away.
You feel your extra strength departing.
You return to normal color.
The air about you stops shimmering.
You no longer feel so dextrous.
Like sand through an hourglass, your visions of the future slip away and fade from your mind.
You feel your forehead pulse as your mind relaxes.
The dully illuminated mantle protecting you begins to falter, then completely fades away.
You feel less confident than before.
The layer of protection fades away.

It seems you have died, my friend. Although you cannot do anything, you are keenly aware of what is going on around you...

You mentally give a sigh of relief as you remember that the Goddess Lorminstra owes you a favor.

...departing in 16 mins...
Roundtime: 30 sec.

[Tgo01]

[SMR result: 193 (Open d100: 242)]

Wow a 242. If the critter rolls a 100 then they get another d100 roll, then if they roll a 100 again they get yet another d100 roll. That's how open rolls work right? I might be confusing this with a different game.

If so they rolled two 100's in a row, that's like a 1 in a billion chance of happening.*

*Note I am not very good at math.

[Gelston]

Wow a 242. If the critter rolls a 100 then they get another d100 roll, then if they roll a 100 again they get yet another d100 roll. That's how open rolls work right? I might be confusing this with a different game.

If so they rolled two 100's in a row, that's like a 1 in a billion chance of happening.*

*Note I am not very good at math.

Yes, that critter rolled 100 twice then 42. It happens often enough. I think someone posted an open roll of 400 something on here before.