knitwit: (on ends)
Rose Lalonde ([personal profile] knitwit) wrote in [community profile] algagrass 2012-06-12 04:13 am (UTC)

While the swordsman continued to slice away, she had other plans. The conjured poison-puffed bubble rose high into the sky, increasing in mass.

In fact, you could say the orb was...
toxic.

Anyway, the mass increased with the force of Rose's hands, guiding it ontop of the creature's head, high above. With Rose's eyes focused directly on the line she created. She wanted to pop that bubble like a festering -- well, let's not go into detail. She wanted that poison to infect the boss, trickling down his HP to the best of her ability.

It was then, a free punch towards Dirk would miss, yet send a fury of flames towards Rose, scorching her shoulder as she dodged just in time to avoid being turned into a burnt flower. She rolled into the straw grass surrounding her, groaning out at the small batter wound.

She winced, her hand clutching onto the raw and singed skin. It was a moment that she lost control, causing the vile purple liquids to pop and gush over the creature. It was doing damage, -5HP per second. Given the massive HP, it was pretty good considering what it was.

A little help for Dirk, if he was able to dodge the poisonous goop himself.

Goop on Dirk's face.
Better watch out.

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