((Sorry for not doing a turn yesterday, was busy.))
((I was going to write something about all that probability talk, but once again, too busy. So I'll just post this link instead:
Always remember to pre-roll the ones out of your dice!))
"Well, as long as there is nothing better to do..."
Disassemble that vacuum cleaner the appliance guy is trapped inside of.
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Fire enough coffee filters the size of my head out of my hands to fully clog up the machine!
John is too busy laughing at Alan to summon anything else.
Help Alan get out.
Alan fires coffee filters from his hands with enough speed to overcome the wind and reach the mechanism above him. There's electrical buzzing and screeching as the electrical motor tries to keep the fan moving, but the coffee filters are enough to stop it. It's still buzzing as John and Ike find the button for opening the part of the vacuum cleaner the dust bag would normally be in. Alan falls out and onto the floor.
The motor stops struggling a while later, as if the device suddenly realized it's not plugged in.
After a while, you hear a door slamming open somewhere very far away.
"Better get ready before your friend manages to hurt himself again. The others are coming and there are a lot of angry people after them."((@Xantalos: By the way, I'm changing the description of your ability to "common household objects" instead of "household appliances" because I can't find an exact definition of what "household appliance" means. I'd prefer to have to argue about how common an object is in households than about what counts as a "household appliance", because I have absolutely no idea what counts as a household appliance.))
You know the drill.
What? Who is this "Drill" you speak of?
Still unconscious. On the plus side, you're getting better. Your breathing is getting steadier and you've almost stopped bleeding. (Of course, your teammates are too busy carrying you and running for their lives to notice.) You should wake up soon. Don't expect to be fully healed when you wake up.
<We already know what's happening and what we're doing. Just give us- hff- just give us a little more time!>
Zechariah wasn't able to touch his hair at the moment, but reasoned that it couldn't get much worse than it already was. He practically ran around with bedhair all the time, except patted down to not look as bad.
Come one, he thought. Just a little bit more, and then we can get help from the Soldiers of Fort Cookware.
Focus completetly on getting to the elevator.
Unconcerned about your hair, you continue moving towards the elevator, but it's getting harder. You're starting to feel weaker. This feels worse than just fatigue. Like something is sapping away your strength.
Bring my five spheres of flame with me, rotating around me in a simple, easy to maintain pattern, and run for the elevator. keep some distance between me and my allies so the spheres wont burn them.
You bring your enormous balls of fire with you, barely avoiding hurting your teammates and setting everything around you on fire.
"On the bight side, it seem to burned out most of the nerve ends so it just a mild pain."
Get Angel to the chopper elevator.
The group continues on. Behind them, they can hear the sound of the fire extinguishing system activating on the far edge of the offices. The guards will be getting through soon.
They reach the elevator hallway and start heading towards the elevator. They can see the makeshift wall of wooden boxes and cookware erected by their teammates on the end of the hallway. As they move, Irene's big orbs of flame set some of the wooden boxes that litter the hallway on fire.
((It's just another turn/turn-and-a-half of moving. Assuming nothing bad happens, you're (finally) going to go down that elevator. And what's more, you're all going to be mostly alive!))
Everyone"Enemy reinforcements have arrived." says the entity from the Interface
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Here, have some music.))