[ET-F1] This Can't Be Gourd... TIER 3 BOSS

[Zandra 0]

"Now's not the time for this.." was all she got as a reply after the she had told the man that she didnt liked what he had said earlier. And all he did was glaring at her before just walking past. She looked at the mans back as he charged the pumpking. Just like the rounds before, the boss had summoned three more minions. But this time not all of them looked like bombs. One looked like her and Jomei’s former guild leader. Zandra had really liked him, and he was also the only one she had met that knew about her own big guild she had created in the real world. She also knew that he was more then a guild leader to the man infront of her. But she knew he couldn’t be alive, and Jomei knew it to. Zandra was also witness to when he shattered into blue and white crystals. And seeing those crystals when it belonged to a player, friend or foe, was hard. Dosent matter how many times it happens.

At first she felt sad for him seeing that. But when he, just like she did a few seconds ago, wasn’t affected by the boss’s try to attack their mind, the sadness disappeared and she got a faint smile on her lips. ‘’Nice.’’ She said silently so only she herd it. Then she shot forward in an attack to bring this creature down into the earth where it came from.

Her big, two-handed axe started to shine in a bright red light as she released her sword art. It created two horisontal marks on the boss before she slammed it down on him from above, setting him ablaze once again. Thou different fromt he other attacks, this time she did it all in total silence, the only sound beeing the axe cleaving thru the air and boss and her heavy armor clanking.

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ID: 130980 BD: 9 Mini-crit! 22+1=23x14=322-200=122 DMG +36 BURN for two turns

Energy: +1-14-2=-15

[5](0) Morgenstern: 1450/1450 HP | 64/136 EN | 22 DMG | 171 MIT | 5 ACC | -1 EVA | 73 BH | 61 THN | 6 Flame Thorns (9-10) | Para. Venom (8-10) [-25% DoT] 
[10](0) Macradon: 1665/1665 HP | 129/175 EN | 22 DMG | 170 MIT | 3 ACC | 0 EVA | 12 Holy | 6 REC
[22](0) Hestia: 1850/1850 HP | 139/176 EN | 17 DMG | 169 MIT | 0 ACC | -1 EVA | 69 THN | 92 BH | 3 REC [-25% DoT]
[5](0) Jomei: 1490/1490 HP | 137/159 EN | 20 DMG | 97 MIT | 5 ACC | 4 EVA | 75 BH | 2 Savvy [-20% DoT 1/1] 
[4](0) Zandra: 1685/1685 HP | 50/164 EN | 22 DMG | 143 MIT | 1 ACC | 0 EVA | 12 Fallen | 36 BRN | 84 BH | 30 THN | Paralytic Immunity | Antifreeze 
[7](0) Baldur: 1230/1230 HP | 60/120 EN | 25 DMG | 124 MIT | 4 ACC | 3 EVA | 49 BH

Edited December 4, 2019 by Zandra

[The Pumpking 2]

The Pumpking staggered backwards at the swell of blows coming in and those that landed upon his body. Dust and dirt flew into the air as his large form fell into the wall of the tent. Gourdenthal merely stared at Jomei as blows came in left and right, slicing his body to pieces. "You left me, again..." It said, as it quickly disintegrated into pixels. More Jack O' Bombs spawned as a nervous vine slammed beside Hestia. The Pumpking laughed as looked upon the Ginger man in front of him. "Put me into the ground you may, but judging by the look upon your face I've already won." He said, taunting the man, letting out a low chuckle. Flames danced and traced the Pumpking's form. "I'll be dead, but your friends? They're also gone. Because you were too weak to save them. Too weak to face your fears and save them." The Pumpking slouched back. "Do it then heroes." He said, spitting out the last word. "Finish this."

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The Pumpking:

EVA: -1
MIT: 200

Jack O' Bombs: 



EVA: 0
MIT: 0

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The <Jack O' Bombs> rise as soon as they are defeated...

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ID#: 131145| Targeting Hestia | MD: 2+1=3 MISS
Hestia takes 0 DMG

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[5](0) @Morgenstern: 1450/1450 HP | 64/136 EN | 22 DMG | 171 MIT | 5 ACC | -1 EVA | 73 BH | 61 THN | 6 Flame Thorns (9-10) | Para. Venom (8-10) [-25% DoT] 
[10](0) @Macradon: 1665/1665 HP | 129/175 EN | 22 DMG | 170 MIT | 3 ACC | 0 EVA | 12 Holy | 6 REC
[22](0) @Hestia: 1850/1850 HP | 139/176 EN | 17 DMG | 169 MIT | 0 ACC | -1 EVA | 69 THN | 92 BH | 3 REC [-25% DoT]
[5](0) @Jomei: 1490/1490 HP | 137/159 EN | 20 DMG | 97 MIT | 5 ACC | 4 EVA | 75 BH | 2 Savvy [-20% DoT 1/1] 
[4](0) @Zandra: 1685/1685 HP | 50/164 EN | 22 DMG | 143 MIT | 1 ACC | 0 EVA | 12 Fallen | 36 BRN | 84 BH | 30 THN | Paralytic Immunity | Antifreeze 
[7](0) @Baldur: 1230/1230 HP | 60/120 EN | 25 DMG | 124 MIT | 4 ACC | 3 EVA | 49 BH

 

[Jomei 0]

"..You left me, again..."
"..I've already won..."

The words rang in Jomei's head as he stood before the Pumpking, staring towards the ground. The corner of the man's lip curled into a smirk, "No.. I didn't leave you." he said in a low voice, raising a fist to his torso and bumping his chest with the bottom of his fist. "I continue to fight on in your name. And everyone else who died to get us this far." His head rose, now looking up at the Pumpking who towered over him, his size seemingly smaller now that he was on the brink of death. "No, you haven't won. Took me off guard, but you just reminded me of what I fight for." 

With a quick flare of his blade, Jomei held the point of his rapier upwards towards the wounded gourd, "We are the ones that won. And we will continue to fight and push on until we win again and again. We may have our low points, but the players will always come out on top."  The ginger's sword took on a low, golden glow, and four spears of holy light shone bright around his figure. The blade of Oathkeeper began to cut and pierce the vines that held the Pumpking up, using the stubs that were left to move farther upwards with the help of his Acrobatics skill. Once in the face of the Pumpking yet again, Jomei unleashed one last thrust of his blade, piercing directly into the forehead of the Pumpking, letting out a shout as he did so. 

Once his attack had finished, the man landed on the ground before the boss yet again, releasing a breath of air from his slightly parted lips, and returning his rapier to its scabbard on his hip. 

The words

ID 131146 | BD 6(+5)(+1) Hit | Over Radiation
14 x 20 = 280(-200) 80 DMG vs Pumpking

[5](0) @Morgenstern: 1450/1450 HP | 64/136 EN | 22 DMG | 171 MIT | 5 ACC | -1 EVA | 73 BH | 61 THN | 6 Flame Thorns (9-10) | Para. Venom (8-10) [-25% DoT] 
[10](0) @Macradon: 1665/1665 HP | 129/175 EN | 22 DMG | 170 MIT | 3 ACC | 0 EVA | 12 Holy | 6 REC
[22](0) @Hestia: 1850/1850 HP | 139/176 EN | 17 DMG | 169 MIT | 0 ACC | -1 EVA | 69 THN | 92 BH | 3 REC [-25% DoT]
[6](0) Jomei: 1490/1490 HP | 128/159 EN | 20 DMG | 97 MIT | 5 ACC | 4 EVA | 75 BH | 2 Savvy [-20% DoT 1/1] 
[4](0) @Zandra: 1685/1685 HP | 50/164 EN | 22 DMG | 143 MIT | 1 ACC | 0 EVA | 12 Fallen | 36 BRN | 84 BH | 30 THN | Paralytic Immunity | Antifreeze 
[7](0) @Baldur: 1230/1230 HP | 60/120 EN | 25 DMG | 124 MIT | 4 ACC | 3 EVA | 49 BH

[Macradon 0]

As the Lowenbomb crumbled like the other Jack O’ Bombs, Macradon frowned “With all due respect former former vice commander … I know you didn’t really do much in our guild … but ignoring me like this was not very cash money of you.” he said, extremely disappointed by the display of what was the image of his former former vice commander. Shrugging that off his shoulders, Macradon quickly rushed up to the downed Pumpking “Time to make this pumpkin soup!” he called out to the entirety of the fighting party and struck down upon the pumpking, ignoring the Jack O’ Bombs because it didn’t seem like they posed any danger at all. It didn’t seem that bad to just get rid of the pumpkin boss and finish this event fight asap, as it was getting dragged out and it felt like the tough rind of the boss wasn’t growing much anymore, taking advantage of the current circumstances, it would be best for them to just take out the boss.

ID: 131147
BD: 2+3+1=6, Hit!
CD: 5, No Proc.
Sword art used: 22x13-200 = 86 Damage to Pumpking

[5](0) @Morgenstern: 1450/1450 HP | 64/136 EN | 22 DMG | 171 MIT | 5 ACC | -1 EVA | 73 BH | 61 THN | 6 Flame Thorns (9-10) | Para. Venom (8-10) [-25% DoT] 
[12](0) Macradon: 1665/1665 HP | 119/175 EN | 22 DMG | 170 MIT | 3 ACC | 0 EVA | 12 Holy | 6 REC
[22](0) @Hestia: 1850/1850 HP | 139/176 EN | 17 DMG | 169 MIT | 0 ACC | -1 EVA | 69 THN | 92 BH | 3 REC [-25% DoT]
[6](0) Jomei: 1490/1490 HP | 128/159 EN | 20 DMG | 97 MIT | 5 ACC | 4 EVA | 75 BH | 2 Savvy [-20% DoT 1/1] 
[4](0) @Zandra: 1685/1685 HP | 50/164 EN | 22 DMG | 143 MIT | 1 ACC | 0 EVA | 12 Fallen | 36 BRN | 84 BH | 30 THN | Paralytic Immunity | Antifreeze 
[7](0) @Baldur: 1230/1230 HP | 60/120 EN | 25 DMG | 124 MIT | 4 ACC | 3 EVA | 49 BH

Edited December 4, 2019 by Macradon

[Morgenstern 1]

The blond let out a breath, gritting his teeth. It seemed that seeing the form of an old friend brought fire into the other players. He didn't know who the player was, but the idea of the boss doing something like that pissed him off. He bent down, looking forward at his target. "Hey pumpkin man. Prepare to get Squashed!" He shot forward, lightning trailing with everyone of his steps. Within almost an instant, he was in front of his opponent, drawing his weapon and slashing in a single motion. The blade would cut upwards, the strike powerful to cut easily through the orange rind of the boss and send a shockwave throughout the rest of its body. Unlike the last few times, he remained still, allowing the boss time to die with him right in front of it. The static glow around him would quickly dim, leaving him standing with the katana drawn in front of him. 

131148 BD:9
DMG: 23*15=345-200=145 DMG dealt.

[5](0) Morgenstern: 1450/1450 HP | 49/136 EN | 22 DMG | 171 MIT | 5 ACC | -1 EVA | 73 BH | 61 THN | 6 Flame Thorns (9-10) | Para. Venom (8-10) [-25% DoT] 
[12](0) Macradon: 1665/1665 HP | 119/175 EN | 22 DMG | 170 MIT | 3 ACC | 0 EVA | 12 Holy | 6 REC
[22](0) @Hestia: 1850/1850 HP | 139/176 EN | 17 DMG | 169 MIT | 0 ACC | -1 EVA | 69 THN | 92 BH | 3 REC [-25% DoT]
[6](0) Jomei: 1490/1490 HP | 128/159 EN | 20 DMG | 97 MIT | 5 ACC | 4 EVA | 75 BH | 2 Savvy [-20% DoT 1/1] 
[4](0) @Zandra: 1685/1685 HP | 50/164 EN | 22 DMG | 143 MIT | 1 ACC | 0 EVA | 12 Fallen | 36 BRN | 84 BH | 30 THN | Paralytic Immunity | Antifreeze 
[7](0) @Baldur: 1230/1230 HP | 60/120 EN | 25 DMG | 124 MIT | 4 ACC | 3 EVA | 49 BH

[The Pumpking 2]

The final blows came in, and the Pumpking prepared himself. All these years of preparing, planning, gathering allies all to just fail in the end. The players were much more stronger than he had realized. As the health bar reached zero, the Pumpking's rind began to turn away from its bright orange to a sad brown as it began to lose its rigidity and slump in on itself. He took in a deep breath, as his anger build up inside him. The vines that covered the room thrashed about wildly, kicking up dust and debris. A painful screamed echoed throughout the tent as the walls of vines began to rot away, its smell filling the tent. "I'll be back!" The Pumpking screamed. "I'll be back, and all of you will suffer! ALL OF YOU! JUST YOU WAIT!" The Pumpking began to laugh loudly as his body began to melt away into nothingness. 

 

The Pumpking:

EVA: -1
MIT: 200

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Rewards for defeating 'The Pumpking' are rolled via the LD.
(Everyone receives +3 SP,15 Tier 3 Materials and normal thread rewards)

1-3(15%): Choice of Forgoing SP rewards for 3 times the amount of Col and Materials gained.
4-6(15%): Perfect Armor*
7-16(50%): Damage Dealt/Hit Points Healed/Damage Taken(player choice) x 2 Col in addition to other thread rewards
17-19 (15%): Perfect Trinket*
20 (5%): Unique Reward*

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Perfect Armor: 2 Enhancements of choice, and 1 Envenom Defensive

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Perfect Trinket: 2 Enhancements of choice, and 1 Paralytic Immunity

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Unique: Pumpkin Spiced <Weapon Type of Choice>
Cursed | Fallen | Fallen

 

C O N G R A T U L A T I O N S

@Morgenstern @Macradon @Jomei @Zandra @Baldur @Hestia

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3 completed pages: 3 possible SP, 1200 col to be split among all participants (17 col per post)
If completing event: 3 SP

@Morgenstern: 10 posts; 3 + 3 = 6 SP, 1370 col, (15) T3 Materials
@Macradon: 12 posts; 3 + 3 = 6 SP, 204 col, (15) T3 Materials, "Warden's Fury" T3 Perfect 2HSS (ABSOLUTE ACCURACY | PARALYZE | PARALYZE)
@Hestia: 10 posts; 3 + 3 = 6 SP, 170 + 248 = 418 col, (15) T3 Materials
@Jomei: 10 posts; 3 + 3 = 6 SP, 170 col, (15) T3 Materials
@Zandra: 9 posts; 3 + 3 = 6 SP, 153 col, (15) T3 Materials
@Baldur: 9 posts; 3 + 3 = 6 SP, 153 + 1440 = 1593 col, (15) T3 Materials

 

[Baldur 0]

 

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ID# 131544 results:

 Battle: 2

 Craft: 2

 Loot: 10

 MOB: 4

Damage dealt please

 

Baldur watched as the final trickle of health fled from the pumpkins bar. He had taken no damage, not even been attacked. No one but their tanks had taken any damage, and even then no more than what battle heal required. He had kept waiting for the shoe to drop and it never did. That was Baldur's style however, to come prepared and ready for anything and then hopefully not need them.

The pop up was pretty modest rewards considering the lack of danger, perhaps due to the overwhelming firepower of Mac and Zan's AoE damage. Whatever the case, they were sorely needed for Baldur. He was broke in almost every way there was to be broke.

Sheathing his katana, Baldur turned to leave when Mac called out his name.

Edited December 12, 2019 by Baldur

[Macradon 0]

Finally, it was finally over. The boss was dead, much faster than they had anticipated. It was exhilarating that he was finished with the battle, and it was crazy how much they actually had to think during this fight, it made it difficult in the start, but when they got the hang of it, it wasn’t that bad and felt like a proper boss battle again, which was a nice pace since he last ventured to any boss events, like floor bosses and event bosses. This event was quite something, and it felt like it was actually challenging in a way that didn’t feel like it was too difficult because it tried to stall, it was challenging because everyone had to rely on critical thinking without any formal planning beforehand, this was exciting and Macradon perhaps found a reason to fight again, perhaps a reason to really give it his all in the frontlines if battles were to become like this. As he was about to exit, he remembered one thing “Hey @Baldur! Think fast!” he said and threw over a greatsword in its scabbard to the samurai “I heard you could use it for something cool. Show me at the floor boss what you can do with a weapon like that!” he exclaimed, ready to continue his path.

ID: 131549
LD: 16, Damage Dealt x 2 Col

Gave Baldur Warden's Fury

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» Warden’s Fury, Absolute Accuracy x 1, Paralyze x 2. Tier 3 Two-handed straight sword.

 

Edited December 12, 2019 by Macradon

[Hestia 0]

With the defeat of the pumpking i just nod my head and then glances towards jomei and macradon as the fact that they had to deal with whatever that ghost of the past was comes to mind as i can only wonder what that would be like. To face what was once a friend even if it was just a monster. Seems easy from a outside perspective. I say softly to myself knowing that i couldn't ever in my dreams at the moment relate to what jomei might've been going through as i walk towards the ginger and just looks at him. So who was he to you jomei? I know that he was a former knight of the bloodoath according to what macradon was saying and that he was your friend as well. Though i guess he was important. If you want to talk at all about it if i can help you with this i am here for you. I say in a gentle tone of voice knowing i couldn't really offer much besides a ear to listen to any stories about whoever that was having only picked up snippets here and there from the combat to get some ideas of what was actually being said. From the nonstop talking pumpkin, the focus on surviving, and the sounds of swords and slamming vines a lot of noise was occurring making it hard to hear anything else besides the battle at hand instead of the words being said.
#131533 LD:8  Damage taken (which would justb e like maybe 0 if you did after mit but meh it's all i got)

Edited December 11, 2019 by Hestia

[Jomei 0]

ID 131640  | LD 3 (Not taking Col/Mats)

With the Pumpking now dead and gone, everything that had happened replayed in the man's head as he stood there. He stared at the ground where the Lowenthal zombie had fallen, unblinking. Why was he the one the Pumpking needed to bring into this fight? Jomei was hardly doing any damage to the Pumpking.. why did he single out him as a target to torment mentally. A familiar voice finally pulled him out of his trance, Hestia's voice, asking who the zombie had taken the form of. "That was Lowenthal.." Jomei said, his voice quiet, weak. There were many things that Lowenthal was to Jomei, mentor for a short while, friendly rival, guild leader. "He was my best friend.. like a brother to me." Jomei still did not turn to look at Hestia, he merely turned from where he stared and slowly walked towards the tent's exit. "I.. I need to go home.." 

[Zandra 0]

The boss, the pumpking, was dead. Defeated. By them. This fight, was over.

Zandra looked down on her axe with empty eyes. She herd the others talk like when hearing it thru a wall or something. This fight had in some way affected her. Those words she herd said by him. She glanced at the other players that had defeated the boss. No one of them had been in danger. Not even close. She had hoped for one of those bombs to explode in her face or something, but they just died. The reward window poped up and she accepted the reward without looking what it was. Then she turned around and started walking away from them. A kings eagle lifted from the place where the boss have died and flew over to Zandras shoulder where it rubbed its head towards hers and gave out a low cry. Zandras lips turned into a faint smile as she patted the feathred familiar and disappeared out of sight from Jomei and the others.

ID: 131701 LD: 6

Choose light armor, t2 with 2xmitigation.

Edited December 12, 2019 by Zandra