Play@YSDC

Michael screams as the dead thing rises the wrongness of it briefly terrifying him. Luckily for him, his brain immediately goes into crisis mode, as it had so many times during his time on the force. On instinct, he lifts his gun up and fires a bullet into the perpetrator, hoping to neutralize the threat.

Lost in the antiquity of the book, Jordie jumped in shock as she heard a howl echo in the room. Whipping her Mauser around and leaning the stock into her shoulder, she had hoped the light would help extinguish the horrid figure sitting up. In disbelief, the muzzle flashed and Jordie closed her eyes as the first shot missed it's mark. She squeezed another round while still blinded, and finally hit what was there.

Sanity Check 55%,[url=http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4413402/]Success 15%[/url]

Handgun(x2) 60%,[url=http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4413432/]1st shot 77% Failure; 2nd shot 22% Success[/url]

Handgun Damage 1d8+2,[url=http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4413448/]10 dmg points[/url]

OOC,I haven't played in combat for awhile, and I think my second shot takes place at 1/2 DEX Turn in the 1st round I believe. Don't have my books with me at the moment, so correct me if I'm wrong.

Second attack

Sanity Check,Roll = 40 - PASS http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4413692/

As Corbitt sits up and screeches, Charles replies with a startled yell of his own. Getting a hold of himself, he throws himself to the ground to avoid the gunfire and shouts out, "Scott, get down here! Now!"

San check,San[51]: fail http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4414050/ San loss: 7 http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4414051/

Sonny stands staring at the figure as it screams into life. His trumpet poised by his lips, forgotten. Shock drains the color form his face

Ears ringing from the loudness of gunfire in a confined area, nose assailed by the sharp smell of cordite, Scott shouts back at Charles. "Already here"

Sonny,make an idea check, you want to fail.

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ooc,as soon as Dr V and Dr P post on their actions, we can move on.

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Michael,I have you at only 5 hit points. Did you get healed and I forgot to update you?

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Jordie,FYI, you roll sanity on your current sanity. You put 55 as your target, when it should have been 50. Now its 49. You still passed easily, but wanted to let you know. On your character sheets, I'm keeping track of your sanity and hit points.

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Charles,I have you at 6 hit points. Did you not get first aid after your last injury? Or did I forget to update you?

+++ Sorry for the Delay +++

Richard who had prepared for this type of event takes a shot at Corbitt

Sanity Roll,[dice]0[/dice]

Shot with gun Roll,[dice]1d/100[/dice]

OOC:,Jeez, I'm away for a day and pandemonium is unleashed :D

San roll,[dice]0[/dice]

Harrison swears and fumbles in his pockets for the vial. He takes a few steps back, away from all the people wielding guns and focusses on Corbitt's corpse as summons the words to mind.

Having dipped his finger in the potion, Harrison draws a strange symbol on his hand and starts chanting.

"Ego in virtute Yog-Sogoth et siti, inimica mea usque ad mortem"

Dr V,you are putting it in as 1d/100 and it should be 1d100. Roll damage, and you get a 2nd shot as well.

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Harrison,you actually draw it on your hand, not in the air. This version of the spell cost you 4 magic points and costs 1d6 sanity. You must also make a magic point resistance check vs Corbitt. You need to roll low for this to work.

Ben,thx for figuring out my issue LOL my damage roll for the 1st shot that hit is [dice]0[/dice]

second shot,roll to hit [dice]1[/dice] this was a hit as well here is the damage roll [dice]2[/dice]

Richard shoots twice and puts to slugs into Corbitt

Sanity loss,[dice]0[/dice]

Magic point resistance,[dice]1[/dice]

The hail storm of bullets rocks the small room. The sound deafening. Sonny's trumpet is limp in his arm as he is mumbling incoherently. Harrison is speaking in Latin.
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After a few seconds you notice the bullets are falling to the ground and not even hitting him.
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He leaps off the table, right in front of Michael. A look of delight crosses his face as he looks around. His dried up husk of a tongue comes out and appears to be licking his lips in an odd way.
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OOC:   Attacks, 2 attacks on Michael. 50% x 2: [dice]0[/dice], 2nd attack [dice]1[/dice]

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Michael screams out in pain as one of his dirty claws rips into his midsection.
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damage,2d3+1d4 = [dice]2[/dice] + [dice]3[/dice]

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Then Michael slumps into Corbitts arms as the horrid creature bites into his neck and appears to be drinking his blood.