Okay, back at home, eaten, refreshed and away we go...
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How dare this guy point his gun in your face! It's an insult, that's what it is! How could he think you so weak that mere bullets could hurt such a magnificent creature? That's it, you're going to fucking eat this guy's face!
(3+1) vs (5)
You leap for the bastard, but he manages to squeeze off a shot before you reach him. With no way of dodging and no intent to do so either, you have no option but to swallow that bullet.
((Oh crap, please don't get killed, please don't get killed.))
(6+1)
((O_O))
The bullet goes down your gullet and you begin to twist and turn in midair. The bullet that the man shot at you moves through your body and by some miracle of Honey Badger physiology come out the other side without your internal organs.
(6)
((Okay RANDOM.ORG, what the fuck?))
You manage to aim your arse perfectly and the bullet slams into the son of a bitch who shot it at you, knocking him down. You land arse first on his chest and spin around, dashing up his prone body, going for your orginal target. You reach it just as he is stirring and begin to bite.
Half and hour later...
THe man is bleeding out on the floor while you gobble down the last of his face's skin. Yummy. You hear a voice coming from the walkie talkie on the floor.
"Carl? Did you deal with it?"
((I just want to say, I scripted NONE OF THAT. The rolls happened as the rolls happened. The whole 'coming out the other side' thing was the only way I could think of to resolve the whole 'getting a seven' on endurance after having failed to avoid it. Bloody hell. Anyway, just wanted to let you guys know, you ARE capable of speech and using tools.))