Turn 5
So yeah I guess re-reading the pretext to the last turn I did make it sound like you have to rhyme. Yeah, nominally throwing in a "yo" should cut it. Not that rhyming is discouraged. Also, as of this writing, I'm waiting on god actions from EveryZig and Flintus10.
...hey kids, what time is it? That's right, BULLET TIME! *whoooosh*
Remalle - Gimli, Son of Groin: You never did know whose groin you originated from, but you learned axedwarfship from your father, the best drinker in all the west. In his tradition you take axe to wood, chopping down trees just as he taught you. (6+1) You chop down the tree just fine. Nay, with a single strike. It slowly falls and the trunk cracks open to reveal MURDEROUS SWARMS OF MAN EATING BEETLES. (4) You use your stubby little dwarf legs to move out in the field a little ways, DIVE AWAY IN BULLET TIME WHOOOOSH putting a little burning grass between yourself and the bugs.
Tiruin - Talwar: You call upon the gods to bless your weapon! Not sure why everybody likes this gambit, but OK. (3) The gods bless your weapon just a little, out of pity mostly. Incidentally, you are attacked by a swarm of killer beetles. (3) You run, but they're close behind!
IronyOwl - Akar: You strut your lion-u stuff and wave your mane (in bullet time whoosh, it's like Baywatch). (4) Your sheer animal majesty attracts the attention of some birds and small mammals (the ones who aren't currently dead from drinking from the pond or being eaten by beetles) to follow you a sort of congregation. A totally sweet congregation of animal kingdom bitches.
anailater - Bobbyly Dob: Attention audiences! Sir Bobbyly Dob will now perform his signature trick! A backflip- while holding a bag of deadly socks! Can he make it? (1+1) Oh no! He's STABBED OUT BOTH OF HIS EYES WITH THE SHARP DEADLY SOCKS, making him completely blind! Will he ever recover his career from this grotesque injury?
BunnyBob77 - BunnyBob: You brandish your razor-sharp carrot, and swing it randomly. (5+1) By a miracle you exterminate an entire swarm of deadly flesh-eating beetles, by individual blows. There are no longer any beetles in the immediate vicinity, except the ones that are still chasing some fellow wearing a bloody elephant skin.
Huh, I feel like everybody's turn is slightly shorter than it should be. Guess I'm just out of the groove today. WOOOOSH! Quality assurance will assure more quality next time. Also, nobody died. What even is this. You people and your plus-ones.