TirkPTA Happyfuntime 4- Alone in the Dark Versus XIII

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Phatcat: 	So uh, where da we spawn
agidius: 	We don't
Phatcat: 	haha
Phatcat: 	oh wow
Phatcat: 	firefox is just frozen, alright
tirkaroKujo: 	Wanderfal
Phatcat: 	daaaaaaaaaaaaat giant que--oh there it is
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	"Sven" (Chapton): 	looks like my kind of place
Phatcat: 	This was indeed the arena for Ornecloak or whatever wasn't it
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	Neal: 	what
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MeisterWarlock: 	I can use the chat
MeisterWarlock: 	but cannot map.
tirkaroKujo: 	owel
Neal: (( just roll dice ))
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tirkaroKujo: 	So after you complete the grand semifinals, there is only but one more obstacle to overcome on your path to victory; none other than the grand goddamn finals!
tirkaroKujo: 	You're given one day of rest, and are forced to make your way onto the biggest arena in the building, the sky made of nothing but pure outer space.
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	Tuco: 	« 1d20+6 = 16 + 6 = 22 » int check if this is all greenscreen
Neal: (( wait, forced? Why wouldn't we cooperate (D) ))
tirkaroKujo: 	The crowd ROARS with anticipation, as your arrival is marked with oodles of cheers and more cheers.
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	Neal: 	Well guys, looks like we've hit the big time. Last battle.
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	F. C. Frank: 	WELL HERE WE ARE GEORGE, THE GRAND FINALS.
	F. C. Frank: 	I TELL YOU BOY, MY HANDS ARE JUST SHAKING IN SUSPENSE.
	Stroke George: 	WHY ARE WE EVEN YELLING?
	F. C. Frank: 	BECAUSE IT'S MORE EXCITING THIS WAY
	Stroke George: 	Ah! I mean AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
	Neal: 	>also MFW this is a fairly standard map
	Lydia: 	Wonder how good this Yatagarasu is.
	Tuco: 	He's got one Pokemon. Best guy in this tourney was probably the biker.
	Random Announcer: 	LAAAADIIIES AND GEEENTLEMEEEEN
	Neal: 	He had a Scizor, wasn't it? Those things are pretty tough...
	Lydia: 	Well, he has one GOOD Pokemon. And he might have that friend of his with him, too.
	Neal: 	*rustles through medkit* Looks like I've got everything. Let's just get through this and get back to the professor.
	Random Announcer: 	IN THIS CORNER, WE HAVE THE UNDERDOGS FROM WAY FAR OFF, THE HIRED GOONS OF "GOOD GUY" GAREN AND HIS GIRLFRIEND, TEAM HIPPOPOTAS.
	Neal: 	Wasn't it Hippowdon last time?
	Tuco: 	How is that just still our entire image. . .?
	Neal: 	Your handwriting must be... er, worse than mine, at least.
	Tuco: 	..
	Random Announcer: 	WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY ABOUT THIS GOOD SIR?
	Garen: 	*Titantron* Give us our money back asshole!
	Random Announcer: 	WHAT A SOB STORY
	Random Announcer: 	I TELLS YOU IT JUST TEARS ME UP
	Random Announcer: 	AND IN THIS CORNER
	Random Announcer: 	THE RETURNING CHAMP FROM LAST YEAR, THE OTHER YEAR, AND ALL THOSE OTHER YEARS
	Random Announcer: 	THE BLADE FROM THE EVERGLADE, GIVE IT UP FOR YA TA GA RA SU!
	Lydia: 	Did he have to say it so slowly?
	Tuco: 	How many years now. . .?
	Tuco: 	You think maybe, just maybe, it's rigged?
	Stroke George: 	Wait! Where is Yatagarasu!?
	Lydia: 	How are we supposed to know?!
	F. C. Frank: 	I don't know George! He could be ANYWHERE!?
	Neal: 	They did kind of tell us earlier.
	Stroke George: 	Wait! Look! Up in the sky! I'd know that trademark hang glider from anywhere!
	Neal: 	*Looks! Up in the sky!*
	Lydia: 	*looks up in the OUTER SPACE*
tirkaroKujo: 	Suddenly a hang glider from the sky shooting out streaks of sparks and other pretty things arrives on the scene, carrying a man in a tech-boosted armor suit.
	Yatagarasu: 	*Wipes forehead* Boy are my arms tired.
	F. C. Frank: 	Why he's right here! It's crazy! The crowd is going nuts!
	Lydia: 	What is he wearing...?
	Lydia: 	When did this become power ran--oh, right, when we fought the biker.
	Susan: 	Shhh....
	Susan: 	Everyone, huddle around me first.
	Lydia: 	Mics don't work that way, you know? The audience can't hear me.
	Lydia: 	Oh, fine.
	Neal: 	Oh, hey there. Pre-game strategy meeting?
	Tuco: 	What? Couldn't you tell us -before- the match?
	Susan: 	*Takes out bottle of ultra-refreshing berry water* I forgot to give you your drinks before you go! You can't possibly hope to go on your final match with a parched throat, could you?
Neal: (( obv. ))
	Susan: 	Why, I feel almost stupid not giving you this beforehand. Silly me!
Neal: (( SO THEN, GENRE AWARENESS ))
* agidius rolls secretly to you: « 1d20+4 = 6 + 4 = 10 » => Invalid expression: « 1d20+4 = 6 + 4 = 10 ».
	Tuco: 	Errr, yeeeeah. Thanks! (This stuff is just going to literally kill us isn't it)
	Lydia: 	Well, it is kind of hot. Guess if I get thirsty I'll have a sip.
You whisper to agidius: you got a 10
You whisper to agidius: make of that what you will
	Neal: 	Uum... alright, thanks. Post-game chaser, then.
	Susan: 	Hehee, don't leave a single drop unfinished! You'll need every ounce of power in your body for this match!
	Susan: 	Unlike the others, this match-up has no strings attatched whatsoever.
	Lydia: 	Wait, this isn't alcoholic or anything, is it? I don't drink, you know?
Neal: (( well why's that, I'm not doing anything ))
	Susan: 	It's anything goes, anyone can win.
	Susan: 	Now, go out there and do whatever it is you're going to do!
	Yatagarasu: 	....what's taking them so long?
	Lydia: 	Right...Valence!
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	Neal: 	...anyone else get a weird feeling off of that? *walks back to start position, releases Gloria*
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	Tuco: 	You think?
	Yatagarasu: 	*Spits* Took you long enough...
	Lydia: 	Eagh, what was the point of that?
	Random Announcer: 	ARE YOU READY FANS?
	Neal: 	Not sure. *twists open bottle*
	Random Announcer: 	THE WHEEL OF ROUND HELL IS TEST YOUR MIGHT, FIGHT. *Leaves arena on helicopter-mounted ladder*
	Yatagarasu: 	....? So is this who I'm up against this year?
	Lydia: 	That's it?
	Yatagarasu: 	*Takes out sword* What a shame. I was expecting someone more worthy of interest.
	Lydia: 	Thought there'd be more buildup or something.
	Yatagarasu: 	You go first. *Crosses arms*
	Tuco: 	Oh, shit, he has a -sword- guys! He doesn't have a horde of bodyguards or a giant motorcycle to run us over, but he has a fucking SWORD. We better just call it quits now.
	Lydia: 	Why, thank you! Is this a handicap? I think you're the one who needs that.
	Neal: 	Eurgh... there's a bit of a difference between blunt force trauma and laceration, but alright.
	Lydia: 	Aw, sword, schmord. If he's the one wielding it, we'll be fine.
	Lydia: 	He looks too weak to even move in that armor.
	Neal: 	(He just flew in here on a hang glider, did you miss that?)
	Lydia: 	*uses Taunt*
	Lydia: 	« 1d4+1 = 4 + 1 = 5 »
	Tuco: 	« 1d20 = 11 » extrasensory
	Lydia: 	« 1d20 = 20 »
	Lydia: 	m
	Yatagarasu: 	I am feeling quite taunted now
	Tuco: 	« 3d10+12+23 = 14 + 12 + 23 = 49 »
	Yatagarasu: 	Uuuugh
	Yatagarasu: 	Can you move out of the way?
	Yatagarasu: 	Your face is literally giving me a headache.
	Neal: 	Yeah, I've got a bad feeling about this. Gloria, put yourself between him and the pillar and use Defense Curl.
	Gloria: 	*does so*
	Neal: 	*sniffs contents of bottle*
	Pinsir: 	« 1d20 = 8 » brick break
	Neal: 	*so what, is this grape drink*
	Pinsir: 	« 3d10+12+20 = 21 + 12 + 20 = 53 »
	Yatagarasu: 	Grhr, I'm not sure how I'm so pissed off right now...
	Lydia: 	Well, at least he can't get to me.
	Lydia: 	Valence, Psybeam!
	Valence: 	« 1d20 = 7 »
	Valence: 	« 3d8+10+16 = 14 + 10 + 16 = 40 »
	Yatagarasu: 	Grrrhh...
	F. C. Frank: 	Woah! Is he gonna pull off his trademark move this early?
	Yatagarasu: 	*Makes cliche ninja hand sign* WooooAaooooaaa...
	Neal: 	*still curious if this is grape drink*
Lydia: (( yatagarasuTM ))
	Stroke George: 	HE IS! HE'S GONNA TURN ON THE DARK!
tirkaroKujo: 	Suddenly, the entire arena turns pitch black.
Neal: (( well ))
Neal: (( shit ))
Neal: (( time for Golbat ))
tirkaroKujo: 	A lound sound roars over Lydia's head!
	Lydia: 	H-hey! This is not what I thought she meant by "anything goes!"
tirkaroKujo: 	« 1d20 = 3 » It's Aerial Ace!
	Neal: 	Gah, what was that?!
	Lydia: 	*dodges swiftly; owell I tried*
tirkaroKujo: 	« 2d10+8+10 = 9 + 8 + 10 = 27 »
	Stroke George: 	I tell ya Frank, I can't see shit no more!
	Lydia: 	Agh! I thought I got out of the way...what was that?!
	F. C. Frank: 	What are these guys gonna do now!?
tirkaroKujo: 	And now it is no longer Yatagarasu's turn
	Lydia: 	*turns on Pokedex*
	Lydia: 	*they better have a backlight*
	Lydia: 	*or a scanner*
	Lydia: 	This bright enough?
tirkaroKujo: 	It illuminates a 5 foot area ahead of you
tirkaroKujo: 	There are now what seems to be strings on the ground.
	Lydia: 	Strings?
	Neal: 	*well fortunately I'm RIGHT NEXT to the person that needs to be healed*
	Lydia: 	Watch your step, guys!
	Neal: 	*and thus don't have to move*
	Lydia: 	*throws coin « 1d8 = 7 »*
	Lydia: 	« 1d20 = 9 »
tirkaroKujo: 	You hear something snap and fall
	Lydia: 	Huh? Did I get'im?
tirkaroKujo: 	A giant log falls on Pinsir « 1d20 = 3 »
tirkaroKujo: 	But he dodges it
	Neal: 	Hey, stop moving around! He got your arm pretty hard. *wraps gauze around wound, +20 HP*
	Tuco: 	Extrasensory - Psychic 3d10+12 - EOT - 2 Special Attack - Ranged (5) Effect: 1 Target Extrasensory Flinches the target on 19- 20 during Accuracy Check
	Lydia: 	Thanks, that one kinda hurt.
	Stroke George: 	Gee, this is getting hard to follow!
	F. C. Frank: 	Well George, how about we check up on our patented Night Vision Cam to see what's going on!
tirkaroKujo: 	The titantron shows Yatagarasu sitting on a statue doing catch-cradle with some string.
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	Tuco: 	*Release*
	Yatagarasu: 	H-hey! Are you just gonna show this to everyone!?
	Lydia: 	So that's what the strings were for!
	F. C. Frank: 	I tell you, that guy is pulling all the dirty tricks!
	Stroke George: 	But that's why we all love him!
	Neal: 	*do I see any glimpse of Miltank on the screen*
tirkaroKujo: 	Now you do
	Neal: 	Haha, perfect! Gloria, attack that statue, right behind you!
	Gloria: 	« 1d20 = 15 » *rolls out*
	Lydia: 	What're you doing that for?
	Lydia: 	Well, I guess it's one out of four.
tirkaroKujo: 	You destroy a statue, but it sends a pile of rocks flying and careening towards Ivysaur « 1d20 = 13 »
tirkaroKujo: 	« 2d8+6 = 15 + 6 = 21 »
	Neal: 	We've got ourselves a landmark with the screens here, let's make use of it.
	Lydia: 	You could just destroy all the statues.
	Yatagarasu: 	Tchk. Not like it matters.
	Ivysaur: 	Swords Dance
	Lydia: 	Scizor's Steel-type, right...? Conversion! Electric!
	Lydia: 	« 1d8 = 5 »
	Lydia: 	« 1d20 = 13 »
tirkaroKujo: 	You hit a string and activate a rock slide near Miltank « 1d20 = 8 »
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tirkaroKujo: 	« 3d10+12 = 12 + 12 = 24 »
	Lydia: 	Errk! I apologize for that!
	Gloria: 	*mooo*
tirkaroKujo: 	On the titantron, Yata lets go of his cradle and begins flying around the arena!
	Neal: 	*rocks thump down* Ah... ol' girl's been through worse.
tirkaroKujo: 	A loud sound roars over Ivysaur's head!
tirkaroKujo: 	« 1d20 = 4 »
* tirkaroKujo rolls to you: « 1d20 = 12 » => Invalid expression: « 1d20 = 12 ».
* You roll to the GMs: « 1d20 = 12 » => Invalid expression: « 1d20 = 12 ».
* tirkaroKujo rolls to you: « 2d10+8+17 = 10 + 8 + 17 = 35 » => Invalid expression: « 2d10+8+17 = 10 + 8 + 17 = 35 ».
* You roll to the GMs: « 2d10+8+17 = 10 + 8 + 17 = 35 » => Invalid expression: « 2d10+8+17 = 10 + 8 + 17 = 35 ».
tirkaroKujo: 	35 Damage!
	Tuco: 	« 1d20 = 8 » hypnosis diagonally downwards to left
tirkaroKujo: 	Nope
	Stroke George: 	I tells you, they're just firing at whatever they can!
	F. C. Frank: 	It's too painful to watch!
	Tuco: 	He's over here! Get him before he gets away again!
	Neal: 	Gah, these tripwires are everywhere! Vivian, could you aim the light over there?!
	Neal: 	*moves towards Ivy*
	Lydia: 	Uh, WHERE exactly?
	Lydia: 	Right next to you?
	Neal: 	Sure, just track in front of me!
	Neal: 	*so how many wires get tripped then with that*
tirkaroKujo: 	Abotu 2
	Neal: 	*you're shitting me*
tirkaroKujo: 	There are indeed two wires
tirkaroKujo: 	Dex check to walk over the things
	Neal: 	« 1d20 = 9 »
	Neal: 	« 1d20 = 16 » and a second if it matters
tirkaroKujo: 	You walk over them both
	Neal: 	Alright, back on your feet. *uses revive, 20+18 due to Medic*
	Ivysaur: 	EEEEYE V EEEEEEEYE V
	Neal: 	Alright, Gloria, jump us!
	Gloria: 	« 1d20 = 1 » oh boy here we go
	Gloria: 	*OH BOY HERE WE GO*
tirkaroKujo: 	You miss and trip on a wire that causes a rock slide near Neal and Ivysaur
tirkaroKujo: 	« 3d10+12 = 9 + 12 = 21 »
	Ivysaur: 	sleep powder on square where he was.
	Ivysaur: 	« 1d20 = 17 »
tirkaroKujo: 	You hit nothing
	Neal: 	*you hit me*
	Neal: 	*you team-killing fucktard*
	Lydia: 	Valence, use Shock Wave, right in front of you!
	Neal: 	« 1d20 = 9 »
	Neal: 	*nope*
	Neal: 	*sleeping like a baby*
	Lydia: 	Never do that again, you hear me? We're not here to knock ourselves out!
	Tuco: 	well it's not my fault he didn't move.
	Lydia: 	*tries shakes Neal awake* You didn't exactly give a warning.
tirkaroKujo: 	« 1d3 = 1 » 1 and you wake him up
	Lydia: 	(COOL)
	Neal: 	buh? w-what happened?
	Lydia: 	The big oaf knocked you out.
	Neal: 	*rubs eyes* Well, heck for?
	Lydia: 	I honestly don't know.
	Lydia: 	I guess he was trying to hit the small oaf.
	Tuco: 	I was trying to hit -him-! What do you think?
	Neal: 	Argh, whatever, we've got to get some light here somehow!
tirkaroKujo: 	A loud roar rips over Neal's head! « 1d20 = 2 »
tirkaroKujo: 	But barely misses him!
	Neal: 	*DUCKS RIGHT BACK DOWN* Get out of here!
tirkaroKujo: 	(Meaning no, it is not Aerial Ace)
	Tuco: 	« 1d20 = 15 » hypnosis downwards
tirkaroKujo: 	You hit nothing
	Neal: 	*SO WAS THAT GRAPE DRINK*
	Neal: 	*OR WHAT*
	Neal: 	*SERIOUSLY I NEVER GOT AN ANSWER (D)*
tirkaroKujo: 	It smells like Pecha berries
	Neal: 	I dunno, I'm at a loss here. *flits eyes toward BIGASS SCREEN, ANYTHING THERE*
tirkaroKujo: 	The titantron is now showing Yatagarasu on a statue, playing more Cat's Cradle
	Stroke George: 	This man just does NOT GIVE A DAMN!
	Neal: 	*shakes head, can't do anything*
	Neal: 	« 2d12+10+18 = 10 + 10 + 18 = 38 »
	Neal: 	...and watch where you're throwing that powder!
	Ivysaur: 	(Blame boss.)
	Gloria: 	*can I make out the faint outline at least of the statue*
	Gloria: 	*upper right one obv*
Gloria: (( ghoti ))
tirkaroKujo: 	You can vaguely make it out now
	Gloria: 	*launches a tackle at it* « 1d20 = 8 »
	Gloria: 	« 2d8+6+13+4 = 5 + 6 + 13 + 4 = 28 » if it matters
	Neal: 	Keep taking those down!
tirkaroKujo: 	You hit the statue, and it is now crumbled
tirkaroKujo: 	Sadly there wasn't anything on it
	Tuco: 	Ivysaur, fire Razor Leaf to the lower right. But fire it A BIT IN THE AIR so you don't hit the ropes.
	Ivysaur: 	« 1d20 = 9 »
	Ivysaur: 	« 2d10+8+4+14 = 18 + 8 + 4 + 14 = 44 »
tirkaroKujo: 	Holy crap you actually hit something.
	Yatagarasu: 	*Strings are now cut* Argh! My face!
tirkaroKujo: 	The entire setup has now entirely cut off, leaving the area visible again.
	Gloria: 	*WASN'T ANYWHERE NEAR THE STATUE*
	Gloria: 	*WHATEVER*
tirkaroKujo: 	However, all of the traps are now activated!
	Lydia: 	OOOOOOOBBBBB VVVVVV
tirkaroKujo: 	Or at least, what 5 remain!
tirkaroKujo: 	A barrage of arrows fly towards Lydia! Dex check!
	Lydia: 	« 1d20+7 = 2 + 7 = 9 »
	Lydia: 	*m*
tirkaroKujo: 	You dodge most of them besides 1 « 1d3 = 1 »
tirkaroKujo: 	An acid spray activates near Pinsir! « 1d20 = 5 »
	Lydia: 	You call that an arrow?
	Lydia: 	Didn't even get through my coat.
tirkaroKujo: 	« 1d12+6 = 8 + 6 = 14 »
tirkaroKujo: 	A barrage of arrows fly towards Tuco! Dex check!
	Tuco: 	« 1d20-1 = 18 - 1 = 17 »
tirkaroKujo: 	You dodge them all!
tirkaroKujo: 	A giant log threatens to fall over Pinsir, and Lydia! Dex check for the humans!
	Lydia: 	« 1d20+7 = 4 + 7 = 11 »
tirkaroKujo: 	*Lydia and Neal
	Lydia: 	*dammit*
	Neal: 	« 1d20 = 2 » *welp*
	Neal: 	*WELP*
tirkaroKujo: 	« 1d20 = 2 » whiffs on 5
tirkaroKujo: 	Pinsir dodges
tirkaroKujo: 	But it misses you all!
tirkaroKujo: 	A log trap rams into Gloria! « 1d20 = 11 »
tirkaroKujo: 	« 2d8+6 = 10 + 6 = 16 »
	Gloria: 	*log breaks over head*
	Gloria: 	*looks around, what just happened anyway*
	Lydia: 	Who sets up LOG TRAPS?!
	Yatagarasu: 	Tchk, what a shame.
	Yatagarasu: 	You could have made this quick and painless.
	Lydia: 	Well, YOU already made it pretty painless so farf.
	Lydia: 	*is just Silver*
	Lydia: 	Psybeam!
	Valence: 	« 1d20 = 12 » *beeeeeeeaaaaaamm*
	Valence: 	« 3d10+8+16 = 22 + 8 + 16 = 46 »
	Yatagarasu: 	Yargh...
	F. C. Frank: 	Oh my! Now that the arena is visible again, what will Yatagarasu do this time?
	Lydia: 	He'll lose! *Fling* « 1d20 = 18 »
	Lydia: 	« 2d12+5+2d6 = 14 + 5 + 7 = 26 »
	Lydia: 	« 26+7 = 26 + 7 = 33 »
tirkaroKujo: 	And now atata, lemme see...
tirkaroKujo: 	Tuco roll a wis check
	Tuco: 	« 1d20 = 1 »
	Lydia: 	mmmmmmmm
Neal: (( claaap ))
tirkaroKujo: 	You notice nothing
Lydia: (( Oh my! It seems Tuco has gone blind, deaf, AND dumb! ))
	Yatagarasu: 	My style is impeccable! My moves are unimitatable! And this Scizor shall be the last thing you see!
	Lydia: 	*oh and I guess I flung the arrow that was stuck in my jacket*
	Yatagarasu: 	*Throws 6 Pokeballs across the arena*
	Lydia: 	>6
Lydia: (( YOU CAN ONLY EVEN RELEASE UP TO TWO AS A TRAINER ACTION (D) ))
Tuco: (( fuck the rules he has money ))
tirkaroKujo: 	You can only release up to two Pokemon
tirkaroKujo: 	Not up to two PokeBALLS
tirkaroKujo: 	As the Pokeballs remain static
	Yatagarasu: 	Now come at me with whatever you have!
	Lydia: 	..they're not doing anything? I think that's even more ominous.
	Neal: 	...yeah...
Tuco: (( Add your INT and CON modifiers and multiply the total by 5 pounds. This represents the weight you may lift and items you may target with Telekinesis. Multiply your INT and CON modifiers then multiply that product by 3-meters. This is how far the target can be. You may not move that target more than the range of your Telekinesis. You need a line of sight to target the object. You can Shift the target up to X meters/spaces per turn where X is your INT or CON modifier. ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Also, Neal feels a slight tingling sensation on his neck
	Neal: 	*guess I'll reach around to tap that*
tirkaroKujo: 	It's a needle. Seems to be attatched to a tranquilizer, freshly fired from a sniper rifle.
tirkaroKujo: 	Seems some dirty business is at work here
tirkaroKujo: 	There are no effects yet
	Neal: 	W-what is this? A dart?
	Lydia: 	What?
	Neal: 	*shows needle to Lydia, probably a bit slowly due to whatever effect's going on*
	Lydia: 	I'm going to guess that's not yours...
	Neal: 	No...
	Tuco: 	« 1d20 = 18 » extrasensory yata
	Tuco: 	« 3d10+12+23 = 12 + 12 + 23 = 47 »
Lydia: (( Trainers have an Overland Capability of 5, or 3 plus half of the highest of your STR, DEX, or CON modifier, whichever is higher. Trainers have an Surface Capability of 4, or 2 plus half of the highest of your STR, DEX, or CON modifier, whichever is higher. Trainers have an Underwater Capability of 4, or 2 plus half of the highest of your STR, DEX, or CON modifier, whichever is higher. ))
	Yatagarasu: 	Uggghh, you are literally painful to look at.
	Lydia: 	That's one way to use what your momma gave you...
	Neal: 	*stumbles over to Tuco*
	Tuco: 	How is he still not down yet? We need to finish him before his bug comes out.
tirkaroKujo: 	You in fact do not
tirkaroKujo: 	However, you do see a red dot there
tirkaroKujo: 	Because talking, free action.
	Neal: 	Hey, get down! *pulls him out of the way, uses Treat Minor Wounds for 20 HP as well*
	Neal: 	*not so far out of the way to move him from the square, obv*
	Tuco: 	Shit, what is it?
tirkaroKujo: 	You duck him down, putting the red dot out of sight
	Neal: 	Something dirty, that's what. *looks for source of sniper*
tirkaroKujo: 	You can tell from the angle of the dot that the trajectory is probably from the south, right up a window
	Lydia: 	Hey, Neal? Think about your phrasing a little more next time. okay?
tirkaroKujo: 	It's hard to make out what's in the window though
	Lydia: 	You're going to give me nightmares at this rate.
tirkaroKujo: 	Whatever it is, it probably noticed you and just managed to duck down
	Neal: 	More important things to worry about that; watch out! We've got company down by the entrance.
	Neal: 	*waves towards window generically*
	Gloria: 	*so can I even reach him with Rollout*
	Gloria: 	« 1d20 = 7 »
	Yatagarasu: 	Tchk, let's end this!
	Yatagarasu: 	Let's go! *Cliche ninpo stance*
tirkaroKujo: 	One of the Pokeballs open up and sends a careening flash across the arena!
tirkaroKujo: 	He goes into a Pokeball!
tirkaroKujo: 	He then releases himself out of the Pokeball and flashes about some more!
tirkaroKujo: 	He then flies about the arena in a flash of light, constantly switching his position up! It's like the entire arena is nothing but beams of light!
	Lord of Zan: 	*Metal Claw!* « 1d20 = 16 »
	Lord of Zan: 	« 2d8+6+24 = 6 + 6 + 24 = 36 »
tirkaroKujo: 	« 36+2d10 = 36 + 10 = 46 »
tirkaroKujo: 	It seems the Scizor went too fast for you to tell which Pokeball he landed himself in
tirkaroKujo: 	Fine, make a wis check (FEDUP)
	Neal: 	« 1d20+4 = 8 + 4 = 12 »
	Lydia: 	« 1d20 = 8 »
	Tuco: 	« 1d20 = 5 »
tirkaroKujo: 	Nobody can see the Scizor
	Ivysaur: 	« 1d20 = 15 » poison powder on square next to me to not poison miltank olol
	Yatagarasu: 	Pfft, how annoying.
	Lydia: 	Get in range and use Shock Wave!
	Stroke George: 	I tell you Frank, this match is just BRUTAL! Look at them going at it!
	Valence: 	« 1d20 = 14 » crit
	Valence: 	« 3d8+10+16+4 = 16 + 10 + 16 + 4 = 46 »
	Valence: 	« 2d10+8+16+4 = 11 + 8 + 16 + 4 = 39 »
	Yatagarasu: 	Hrgm, this is getting to me quite a bit.
	Yatagarasu: 	Sometimes I wonder if I should even bother.
	Lydia: 	*picks up Poke Ball*
	Lydia: 	*Flings it*
	Lydia: 	*at Yatagarasu obv*
	Lydia: 	« 1d20 = 10 »
	Lydia: 	« 2d12+5+2d6+7 = 15 + 5 + 8 + 7 = 35 »
	Yatagarasu: 	Pffft, are you really gonna try that with me?
	Lydia: 	*Bounce Shot; hits Poke Ball under Ivysar; can I make some sorta roll to knock them both off the edge*
tirkaroKujo: 	Try a dex check /Peppy
	Lydia: 	« 1d20+7 = 8 + 7 = 15 »
tirkaroKujo: 	You fling them both off the arena
	Lydia: 	« 1d20 = 8 »
	Lydia: 	« 2d12+5+2d6+7 = 15 + 5 + 3 + 7 = 30 »
tirkaroKujo: 	You don't really know what damage you caused to the balls
tirkaroKujo: 	due to them being sorta out of sight
	Lydia: 	Well, that's a third down.
	Yatagarasu: 	*Throws two Pokeballs to replace them*
tirkaroKujo: 	Also, Neal is now Paralyzed
	Neal: 	« 1d20 = 1 »
tirkaroKujo: 	You are indeed quite the paralyzed one
	Tuco: 	« 1d20 = 1 » hypnosis on him so he cannot replace balls, I guess.
tirkaroKujo: 	It sure is missing
	Neal: 	*guess I'd better start theorizing about black holes and shit*
tirkaroKujo: 	and now PC's buzzing has rendered me deaf
	Lydia: 	You cheating bastard!
	Gloria: 	*it's stompering time* « 1d20 = 6 »
	Yatagarasu: 	Whine whine whine, complain complain complain, I've heard it all before!
	Lord of Zan: 	*LETS GO*
	Lydia: 	You ever think that there might be a reason for that?
	Lord of Zan: 	*MAXIMUM SCIZOR*
	Lord of Zan: 	« 1d20 = 3 » *Metal Claws Porygon!]
tirkaroKujo: 	And I guess now is the part where wis checks
	Tuco: 	« 1d20 = 7 »
	Neal: 	« 1d20+4 = 13 + 4 = 17 »
	Lydia: 	« 1d20 = 17 »
	Lydia: 	*woo*
	Neal: 	you bitch
tirkaroKujo: 	Scizor is in the lower left Pokeball
	Lydia: 	Ha! You can't cheat me~
	Lydia: 	>~
	Lydia: 	obv
	Neal: 	By... statue *incoherent flailing in general direction*
	Lydia: 	Guess when you work in a place like that, you pick up the eyes.
	Pinsir: 	« 1d20 = 18 » vicegrip to crush pogeyball
	Pinsir: 	« 2d10+8+20 = 9 + 8 + 20 = 37 »
tirkaroKujo: 	The Pogeyball is indeed Crusehd, with some minor damage applied ot the Scizor
	Lord of Zan: 	Sciii!
	Pinsir: 	mould breakorz on scizorz to disable le technician
	Lord of Zan: 	*le sad voldemort face*
	Lydia: 	Psybeam!
	Valence: 	« 1d20 = 1 »
	Valence: 	m
	Valence: 	beeeeea-mmmmmmmmmmmmm
	Lydia: 	*Quick Switch* Back to me! *sends out Gligar*
Tokens dropped onto map 'CITES ARE VERY LITERAL'
	Lydia: 	« 1d20 = 5 »
tirkaroKujo: 	Neal must now roll a Con check
	Neal: 	« 1d20+1 = 3 + 1 = 4 »
	Neal: 	*mm*
tirkaroKujo: 	The tranqs have finally gotten to Neal. He falls to the ground, unconscious.
	Neal: 	*well*
	Neal: 	*shit.(
	Gloria: 	hell do I do then
	Lydia: 	*HA*
	Yatagarasu: 	AERIAL ASSAULT!
	Yatagarasu: 	« 1d20 = 19 »
	Lydia: 	Not today*
	Lydia: 	*SUCKER PUNCH*
	Lydia: 	« 1d20 = 11 »
	Lydia: 	« 3d10+12+24 = 16 + 12 + 24 = 52 »
tirkaroKujo: 	Before he could swing his sword, he's suddenly intercepted by Lydia hardcore!
	Yatagarasu: 	UUURGGGGH!
	Lydia: 	*spins around; kicks in side* If a trick worked last time, it'll work this time!
tirkaroKujo: 	*Insert cool-looking 2-page panel of Yatagarasu being punch- er- kicked here*
	Yatagarasu: 	Urggghffff....
	Gloria: 	*sweet*
	Lord of Zan: 	???? Scizor?
	Gloria: 	*drinks milk*
	Lydia: 	Ha! That'll teach you to underestimate a girl!
	Stroke George: 	Well uh....this is interesting!
	F. C. Frank: 	Huh, it seems Yatagarasu has gone down!
	Stroke George: 	*Whispers* Was...was this supposed to happen?
	F. C. Frank: 	*Whispers* Not in the slightest, George.
	Random Announcer: 	*Flies in, counts* 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10!
	Random Announcer: 	He's out!
MeisterWarlock is disconnected.
Tokens dropped onto map 'CITES ARE VERY LITERAL'
	Tellra: 	1306 exp each
tirkaroKujo: 	3918 in total because hippo
	Gloria: 	« 12367+3918 = 12367 + 3918 = 16285 »
	Gloria: 	« 1d20 = 16 »
	Gloria: 	« 3d12+14+13+4 = 30 + 14 + 13 + 4 = 61 »+paralyz
	Gloria: 	life is fucking good
Tokens dropped onto map 'CITES ARE VERY LITERAL'
	Ralphie: 	WHY DO I EVEN EXIST
	Ralphie: 	(FEDUP)
tirkaroKujo: 	So yeah, PCian Stat boost
tirkaroKujo: 	defeating Yatagarasu has netted you either 1 dex, strength, or constitution.
	Ralphie: 	neato
	Lydia: 	tonea
tirkaroKujo: 	m
tirkaroKujo: 	So yeah
	Lydia: 	did you save the logarithm?
	Ralphie: 	...might want to save Warlord's stuff
	Ralphie: 	just in case
	Lydia: 	right
	Lydia: 	you should prolley do that
tirkaroKujo: 	m
tirkaroKujo: 	So yeah, how exactly did this fight compare to the other annoying PTA fights
tirkaroKujo: 	on a scale from 1 to Midea
	Lydia: 	Probably Morne-level.
	Lydia: 	Annoying, but still fun
	Ralphie: 	no chance of hitting anything ever
	Ralphie: 	nice use of the statues/screen
	Ralphie: 	You seemed to tone the traps down pretty goddamn quickly after the first two or so
	Ralphie: 	by which I mean
	Ralphie: 	in power, not density
	Ralphie: 	because DEAR GOD SO MANY TRIPWIRES
	Lydia: 	all dem wiyahtripps indeed
	Lydia: 	Also, Lydia just got more girly (CRS)
	Lydia: 	because ~
	Ralphie: 	that is indeed why I was laughing uncontrollably
	Ralphie: 	Because sure, she's female, but you crossed some sort of line there
	Lydia: 	Eh, Tirkian females do it all the time
	Lydia: 	And I'm pretty sure Ci did
	Ralphie: 	>Tirkian
	Ralphie: 	>MT
	Ralphie: 	you're not helping your case
	Lydia: 	(CRS)
tirkaroKujo: 	lel
	Lydia: 	There have been SOME PCian females that were nice (D)
	Lydia: 	LIke...
	Lydia: 	Sal (D)
	Ralphie: 	Again, I'm not questioning whether they're NICE or not
	Ralphie: 	you can be nice without being nya~
	Lydia: 	And some of hte guild members in PCTA3: We Don't Speak Of This One
	Ralphie: 	that was definitely nya~
	Lydia: 	Well
	Lydia: 	you never met her
	Lydia: 	But there was one statted
	Kaede: 	Nigga even I was nya~
	Kaede: 	Aren't I the niciest
	Ralphie: 	outwardly, yes
	Ralphie: 	Such a bitch though (D)
	Lydia: 	For PCTA4: Friendly Fire
	Kaede: 	Burning Rangers PTA edition you say
	Lydia: 	exactky
	Lydia: 	l*
	Lydia: 	I...guess maybe yo ucould count the alchemist girl?
	Lydia: 	From PCFinder
	Lydia: 	Or Sophia
	Kaede: 	I'm actually enjoying PTA so far, as much as I tend to stumble with the moves all the time
	Ralphie: 	the system, you mean?
	Kaede: 	It gives me so much more freedom to pull of crazy shit
	Kaede: 	Just because the system itself is sucha crapshoot
	Lydia: 	System's really simple
	Ralphie: 	I mean I'm obv. having fun with the campaign
	Lydia: 	As am I
	Lydia: 	I wouldn't relaly be playing anymore if I wasn't
	Ralphie: 	See, PC
	Ralphie: 	or at least this universe's PC
	Ralphie: 	told ya I'd see you on this side
	Lydia: 	On which side?
	Ralphie: 	the one that we're on now
	Lydia: 	You really want to see the other side of PC
	Lydia: 	I don't think Lydia i--
	Lydia: 	actually
	Ralphie: 	instead of those poor versions of us who aren't PTAing
	Ralphie: 	(sad)
	Lydia: 	Lydia totally is a Thrice character now that I think of it
	Ralphie: 	She's not a pretty boy
	Lydia: 	Neither was Julian
	Lydia: 	Shingo was created to be, like
	Lydia: 	the most average dude ever
	Ralphie: 	...
	Ralphie: 	right, THRICE character
	Ralphie: 	not PC character
	Lydia: 	Karsai...sorta was, I guess
	Ralphie: 	I have no idea what a Thrice character is
	Lydia: 	but he always hid his face, so hips
	Lydia: 	Well, they tend to be more outgoing
	Lydia: 	And brash
	Lydia: 	Also, they typically have morals
	Lydia: 	They're more similar to me, in general
	Lydia: 	which means that yes, I'm more like a woman than I am Hendrix
	Lydia: 	Haze was kind of a thrice character
	Lydia: 	but was also a dick
	Ralphie: 	She seemed nice enough
	Lydia: 	well I didn't say they were outright NICE
	Ralphie: 	Really though, it was that one scene on the boat
	Lydia: 	Karsai wasn';t nice
	Kaede: 	I thought I was supposed to be the one with a severe gender identification disorder (cry)
	Ralphie: 	I didn't even realize you had one @ Tirk
	Ralphie: 	seems fairly normal to me
	Lydia: 	Julian is still the most me-like character I've played (CRS)
	Kaede: 	I just appear that way
	Kaede: 	In reality I just like girls
	Lydia: 	but not sexually
	Kaede: 	(sad)
	Lydia: 	because you don't objectify women (annoyed)
	Ralphie: 	PC
	Lydia: 	and yes that is more supposed to be the face
	Ralphie: 	please don't
	Lydia: 	hips
	Ralphie: 	please don't
	Ralphie: 	please
	Ralphie: 	think of the children
	Lydia: 	But if I become Smady
	Lydia: 	I won't be able to live with myself
	Ralphie: 	I wouldn't be able to live with you either
	Lydia: 	>blazen site is down
	Lydia: 	well dammit
	Kaede: 	It's been down
	Lydia: 	I was gonna make a joke about how I can only live with Khold
	Lydia: 	but (FEDUP)
	Lydia: 	I know
	Lydia: 	I know the comic ended
	Lydia: 	just didn't know the site died
	Kaede: 	He made the whole thing available as a download on Mediafire when it went down
	Kaede: 	I think on Dustloop somewhere
	Lydia: 	eh fak that