Dammit. Give 3 more of my DD to Hapah if he shoots Tsari again.
Dammit. Give 3 more of my DD to Hapah if he shoots Tsari again.
Hapah shrugs and takes the money.
Start humming a tune. Take aim and fire at Tsari.
Hap making bank here.
How many bullets do you have left?
"Wha-" Tsafi did not like the sound of that. He spins around, wide-eyed, and does his best to assess the situation quickly.
Throw my mostly-full bottle of beer at Hapah, hopefully distracting him even if I miss!
Then run over there and tackle him to the ground.
The bullet clips Tsafi's ear and blows a good bit of it off. He screams, hucks the bottle somewhat near Hap and runs away.
After Hapah fires his shot, run towards Tsari and kick 'im in the balls.
You chase Tsafi around the room while someone sings a loud, acapella version of the benny hill song.
Limp somewhere secluded. Summon thousands of weasels to avenge me.
I'M AFRAID YOU'RE A WEASEL NOT A WEASELMANCER.
Ah, that was nice.
NOW FOR SOME HUMAN AS DESSERT
Suffocate someone with the Twinky wrappers and begin lathering them in marinade.
Who specifically, or I will roll random.
That random roll will include people in the arena, in which case you WILL dive off the stage for comedy effect.
Assist in fight between Tsari and Hapah.
And by that i mean hold Hapahs rifle for him so it doesnt get broken.
Your assistance is basically to bounce around behind hap scream "OH YOU DID NOT TRY TO BRING THAT UP IN MY MANS HOUSE! YOU TAKE THAT BACK AND GET YOUR NARROW WHITE ASS UP OUT OF HERE!"
Vulture, 8 DD
Complain to the organizers that there's an audience member shooting at other audience members for no reason, and that this makes me sad.
They suggest that you either duck, or set up your own betting system so that you can hire some guards to enforce your own rules on the system.
You gonna be a bookie Irony? eh? EHHH?
Larry charges forward, shoulder checking Magarth and pushing him to the railing along the edge of the boat. Magarth jams the icepick into Larry's shoulder and upper back repeatedly, injuring him further but failing to cause a fatal wound. Both are feeling weak and woozy from bloodloss and difficulty breathing.
Mason and Gilbert just stand around and watch.