Frank-N-Furter's Battle

[Not Much Of A Man]

Enemy: Grunnies
AC: 10
HP: 40

Rolled AC: 16
Rolled Damage: 10

Attack successful!

Remaining Enemy HP: 30

Remaining Daily Attacks: 1


RP Post: Frank glared at the darn Grunny—a glare so intense, it made the Grunny shiver with antici...

PATION!

When he took a deep breath, he strutted over to it, and with his hands on his hips, he lifted a foot and stomped nice and hard on that darn Grunny. Grr. "Take that, you pest!" Frank huffed, grumbling.

 

[Not Much Of A Man]

Enemy: Grunnies
AC: 10
HP: 30

Rolled AC: 8
Rolled Damage: 11

Attack unsuccessful.

Remaining Enemy HP: 30

Remaining Daily Attacks: 0


RP Post: Frank ran at the Grunny and as his first attempt, he tried to kick the dang thing. But much to his dismay... the Grunny hopped out of the way of his foot, and Frank went flying onto his back with a thud, falling to the ground in a Charlie Brown and Lucy-like football scenario.

 

[Not Much Of A Man]

Enemy: Grunnies
AC: 10
HP: 30

Rolled AC: 3
Rolled Damage: 1

Attack unsuccessful.

Remaining Enemy HP: 30

Remaining Daily Attacks: 1


RP Post: Frank found a bottle. A broke glass bottle. And a wicked smile came to his lips due to this finding. A plan formed in his mind, and Frank looked to his scampering little foe. Walking over to the Grunny, he threw the bottle as hard as possible at it, not taking into account how close he'd gotten to the thing.

When the glass shattered—completely missing the Grunny, Frank suddenly yelped loudly when glass shattered and cut his foot, ripping through the sheer panty-hose he wore. Blood rushed out of the wound, and Frank instantly grew angry, wincing at the pain of the fresh flesh wound.

 

[Not Much Of A Man]

Enemy: Grunnies
AC: 10
HP: 30

Rolled AC: 13
Rolled Damage: 13

Attack successful!

Remaining Enemy HP: 17

Remaining Daily Attacks: 0


RP Post: With his anger boiling over, Frank watched as the damn Grunny went hopping away. He could almost swear he heard it snickering at him! So without further ado, Frank ran to a very conveniently-placed wooden baseball bat (complete with a nail sticking out of the end) and while wearing Demonia-brand red heels, he ran after the Grunny! As he neared the green rabbit-like creature, he swung the bat down, the nail being knocked in further into the wooden, making the bat begin to crack down the center as the bat connected with the rear of the Grunny, sending it FLYING! "That's for letting me HURT myself, you awful beast!!" Frank let out a cry, before he stumbled and tripped, falling to his knees.

 

[Not Much Of A Man]

Enemy: Grunnies
AC: 10
HP: 17

Rolled AC: 19
Rolled Damage: 19

Attack successful!

Remaining Enemy HP: 0

Remaining Daily Attacks: 1


RP Post: Frank smirked when he found his beloved pick-axe lying in the grass. Again, how... very convenient. "Mmhmhm... Heheheh..." A low rumble of a laugh bellowed from his lips as he picked it up and strutted over to the injured Grunny.

When he got close enough, he raised the pick-axe high and then swung it down at the Grunny, puncturing it with a bloody mess to follow. Blood splattered and sprayed all over his Christmas-oriented outfit, as he stumbled back after a few more swings at the beast.

The deed was done. But now, the matter of dry-cleaning his clothes...


ENEMY DEFEATED!!

 

[Not Much Of A Man]

Enemy: Labtechs
AC: 12
HP: 60

Rolled AC: 18
Rolled Damage: 5

Attack successful!

Remaining Enemy HP: 55

Remaining Daily Attacks: 0


RP Post: With the pick-axe in hand, Frank heard footsteps from behind. Sighing, quite hard to be sure, Frank turned and stared at this Labtech. "Who are y—" Before Frank had the opportunity to finish his sentence, the Labtech darted at him.

Without thinking much about it, Frank yelped and stepped to the left, and cowarded for a brief moment only to hear a loud CRASH!! The Labtech had went right into a pile of medical supplies. Groaning, the Labtech would get up, and limp off.

Frank merely stared after him, a bit shaken up. "I can't say I expected THAT... How rude!"

 

[Not Much Of A Man]

Enemy: Labtechs
AC: 12
HP: 55

Rolled AC: 7
Rolled Damage: 1

Attack unsuccessful!

Remaining Enemy HP: 55

Remaining Daily Attacks: 1


RP Post: With a burst of confidence, Frank took his pick-axe and ran at the limping Labtech, and...

Well, he attempted to take the pick-side of the pick-axe to the side of the Labtech's head—but the Labtech ducked, and the pick-axe stuck into the wall the Labtech had been standing near. "...!" Uh oh! Suddenly, the Labtech jammed a handful of unused syringes right into Frank's abdomen...

"OOOOHHH!!! OWWWW!!! OWWW!!! THAT REALLY HURT, YOU t**t!"

 

[Not Much Of A Man]

Enemy: Labtechs
AC: 12
HP: 55

Rolled AC: 13
Rolled Damage: 17

Attack successful!

Remaining Enemy HP: 38

Remaining Daily Attacks: 0


RP Post: Groaning, Frank ripped the syringes from his abdomen, and turned to this Labtech. With one arm, he ripped the pick-axe from the wall, stormed over to the Labtech. Now, intimidation became a factor as he suddenly allowed his heavy makeup to make him look much more sinister than he intended. Taking the pick-axe, he swung it right down onto the Labtech's left shoulder, leaving a very bloody gash there...

Frank was VERY unhappy. >:

 

[Not Much Of A Man]

Enemy: Labtechs
AC: 12
HP: 38

Rolled AC: 12
Rolled Damage: 20

Attack successful!

Remaining Enemy HP: 18

Remaining Daily Attacks: 1


RP Post: WHACK! WHACK!! WHAAAACK!!! Frank suddenly just ATTACKED like crazy, with his pick-axe.

 

[Not Much Of A Man]

Enemy: Labtechs
AC: 12
HP: 18

Rolled AC: 4
Rolled Damage: 12

Attack unsuccessful!

Remaining Enemy HP: 18

Remaining Daily Attacks: 0


RP Post: DUE TO LAZINESS: ATTACK FAILED.

 

[Not Much Of A Man]

Enemy: Labtechs
AC: 12
HP: 18

Rolled AC: 12
Rolled Damage: 14

Attack successful!

Remaining Enemy HP: 4

Remaining Daily Attacks: 1

 

[Not Much Of A Man]

Enemy: Labtechs
AC: 12
HP: 4

Rolled AC: 18
Rolled Damage: 18

Attack successful!

Remaining Enemy HP: 0

Remaining Daily Attacks: 0


RP Post: Frank took this chance: the Labtech was distracted, and he was given the perfect opportunity to bring out his leather whip and just WHIP THE HELL OUT OF THE LABTECH. C: YAY! DEAD.


ENEMY DEFEATED.

 

[Not Much Of A Man]

Enemy: Gambino
AC: 16
HP: 70

Rolled AC: 13
Rolled Damage: 6

Attack unsuccessful!

Remaining Enemy HP: 70

Remaining Daily Attacks: 1

 

[Not Much Of A Man]

Enemy: Gambino
AC: 16
HP: 70

Rolled AC: 17
Rolled Damage: 2

Attack successful!

Remaining Enemy HP: 68

Remaining Daily Attacks: 0

 

[Not Much Of A Man]

Enemy: Gambino
AC: 16
HP: 68

Rolled AC: 12
Rolled Damage: 8

Attack unsuccessful!

Remaining Enemy HP: 68

Remaining Daily Attacks: 1