Rolled 2 + 1 (1d2 + 1)
>>6130061lol. Just be thankful it wasn't an armorgen or combat roll. That will actually hurt.Some still haven't caught on, of course. Now that there's ten bodies growing cold on the ground the Stuffs that will go to the last Greenoid standing is significant. Meat for several days of gluttony, a full body Quality Kludge, a selection of bashaz n choppaz.
The one wot steps up next looks like he's made his decision fru serious maffs: kill one uppity gretchin, get a big heap Stuffs.
Dangerous thing, maffs.
}}KALKULUS{{
29HP, 6Dmg, 7Dur
>Toady 86+18 vs KALKULUS 17>HIT>KALKULUS 0Dur 20HPAs you close in he starts swinging a chain-boll onna stikk. It durnt even have spikes onnit.
>KALKULUS 18 vs Toady 60+4>√(-x)•(-y) = √-x • √-y>Q.E.KEKHe stumbles away from you, armor wrecked, body gashed. Not fatal, yet, but can he write it orf? Eyes on the prize, roit? YOUr armor's pretty bashed too; all he needs is annuvva go, get proppa stuck in, land a lick or two wiv hiz boll. He's 'ard enuff roit?
He actually gumbs the chain of his weapons tryna finkk.
Fuggen <span class="mu-g">Nyerrd</span>.
"<span class="mu-r">Gotz yer majjinarreh numbah roit here grigger: va buffae's still OUPAN!</span>"
>Toady 80+16 vs KALKULUS 42>HIT+GIBBT>KALKULUS -9HPHim twirling the chain-boll around doesn't help him: he wastes energy twirling it, keeping it from hitting the ground and losing speed, and it's still too slow to catch you breaking into his Zone.
You stab roit inna his tackle, making everyone in the crowd close their legs and make the same face, like they're all straw-slurping sherbert supersours.
Then it's over: you've hupped as he dropped, stabbing your way up to his froat and opening it. He carnt decide which wound to clap his hands on, keeps bleeding out.
So he yoinks out a biggy shiv and <span class="mu-r">RAMS</span> it in your side.
>KALKULUS 89 vs Toady 65+4>HIT>-1Dur -1HP>Toady 3Dur 18HP>NAT1!It's not at all painful, for the size of his shiv. You are bleeding an orful lot though.
>nyerr>'zat bludd?>aah, no!>muh gluggz!!>[HELFF SWIGGA] BROKEN!He stabbed right into it near the bottom, spilling nearly all of it. You suck and slurp and lick up what you can from the broken oil can and the floor.
The crowd's fuggen laffing at yer.
"<span class="mu-g"><span class="mu-s">Lookiddim! Git's lost it LARMAO! 'E'S tryna sukk hisself! </span></span>"
"<span class="mu-g"><span class="mu-s">Oy Gaeboi! I gotz yer Prime Lunchlies roid ere!</span></span>"
You give them a double-barrelled finger, finishing getting the last drops.
They're not done with you yet, and now your fallback's gone.
>Might be bad, nyerr>Toady 3Dur 22HP>QM rollan 1d2+1 HLP 