LotS/Ram-Raid Hacker Gauntlets
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name::Ram-Raid Hacker Gauntlets | [[:Category:LotS/type::Gloves|type::Gloves]] |
Attack: attack::625 Defense: defense::524 |
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High-Impact Hacking: Chance for bonus damage (10% @ 410,000); Extra damage for each Tactic applied on a raid (10,250 for each); Extra damage against Mechanized raids (1,025,000); Extra proc against Mechanized raids (512,500) | |
5. "Chad hurt!" the football player said.
"Good!" Catherine thrashed, struggling against his atrocious limbs, lashing out with any part of her body that might do some damage -- kicking his shins, kneeing his groin and ribs, clawing, biting (which was like trying to eat the toughest, worst-cooked meat in the universe). "Chad kill! Chad smash! Chad win homecoming game and eat prom queen! Chad... Aaarrrggghhh!" The point of her elbow caught him in the eye. Chad bellowed like a Besalaad who'd spontaneously grown testicles and been kicked in them for the very first time (Cat congratulated herself on the simile, even as she tried to wriggle free of his weakening grasp). "Chad kill!" The next thing Cat knew, she was flying through the air. The lockers caught her, battered her body, and deposited her back on the floor in a groaning heap. | |
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{{#set:statdps=3024 }} {{#set:minprocdps=0 }} {{#set:maxprocdps=0 }} {{#set:totalminprocdps=3024 }} {{#set:totalmaxprocdps=3024 }} {{#set:stamina=0 }} {{#set:energy=0 }} {{#set:honor=0 }} {{#set:pvp=0 }} {{#set:pvpattack=0 }} {{#set:pvpdefense=0 }} {{#set:health=0 }}
{{#set:color=Yellow}} {{#set:ability=High-Impact Hacking: Chance for bonus damage (10% @ 410,000); Extra damage for each Tactic applied on a raid (10,250 for each); Extra damage against Mechanized raids (1,025,000); Extra proc against Mechanized raids (512,500)}} {{#set:text=5. "Chad hurt!" the football player said.
"Good!"
Catherine thrashed, struggling against his atrocious limbs, lashing out with any part of her body that might do some damage -- kicking his shins, kneeing his groin and ribs, clawing, biting (which was like trying to eat the toughest, worst-cooked meat in the universe).
"Chad kill! Chad smash! Chad win homecoming game and eat prom queen! Chad... Aaarrrggghhh!"
The point of her elbow caught him in the eye. Chad bellowed like a Besalaad who'd spontaneously grown testicles and been kicked in them for the very first time (Cat congratulated herself on the simile, even as she tried to wriggle free of his weakening grasp).
"Chad kill!"
The next thing Cat knew, she was flying through the air. The lockers caught her, battered her body, and deposited her back on the floor in a groaning heap.}} {{#set:obtained=Ram-Raid Hacker Vault}} {{#set:used=}} {{#set:notes=}} {{#set:unique=}}