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#1 Realistic (ex. stab in the gut is a stab in the gut)

28 (31.1%)

#1 Statistics (ex. stab in the gut deals 75 damage)

5 (5.6%)

#1 Comical Statistics (ex. stab in the gut deals 75 damage plus has a 75 appear above your head for a few seconds)

18 (20%)

#2 Respawn part is done.

9 (10%)

#2 Poll has not been reset so combat can continue.

11 (12.2%)

#2 However, drop your second vote down here to be fair to early voters for combat.

19 (21.1%)

Total Members Voted: 50

[Arcvasti]

_{"I s'pose I 'ght 't do sm'thn'..."} The figure sighs. "Y' need help?"

**Yes. PLEASE. Sorry about him, he's not in his right mind. The water probably doesn't help much.**

[WillowLuman]

"A g'd blow t' th' chest 'd pr'bly stun 'm. 'R m'be this..." He flicks his rod and catches HugoLuman in the ear, causing him to go from snarls to cries. His eyes go wide and glazed over, his breathing becomes shallow, and his thrashing slows. "Pain n' shock b'yond tol'rnce. I'd give 'm a whack t' make sure, though."

[Arcvasti]

Arcvasti picks up his scepter again and bashes HugoLuman until he goes limp.

**Sorry about this Hugo. You'll be fine. You've got a thick skull and also fur.

Then he bends down and examines the wounded paw more closely.

[WillowLuman]

The hook is caught in the pad, not particularly deep but enough to not come out from all the thrashing. The flesh seems to be slightly burnt or inflamed around it. The one in his ear seems to have torn out from the force of Arc's blows, but the bleeding from it is only minor.

HugoLuman opens his eyes, to find himself on the floor of his kitchen, his brother standing over him. "You okay?"
"Yeah," he says, standing up. "I think so. I was having the weirdest dream."
"Actually, you were tripping, bro."
"Tripping?"
"Hallucinating."
"Oh." He looked at his brother's face. It was going in and out of focus, yet his eyes felt fine. "I still am, aren't I?"
"Yep. You're passed out in a forest in a dome. Sorry."

[Arcvasti]

Arcvasti carefully works the hook out from the inflamed flesh. Once its free, he heals the burn, grimacing at the new wound in his foot. He stands up, using the scepter to help him walk.

**Ow. No wonder you were thrashing around. This is actually painful enough to work through whatever dampening this game grants. I actually need this to walk now. Better me then you though.**

[WillowLuman]

The figure pulled in his hook, now free of the ear. "Y' c'n keep th one h' stepp'd 'n, I s'pose 'ts only fair." The figure casts his lure back into the stream. HugoLuman growls and twitches slightly. "Hmm. Y' might need t' drag 'm. Or maybe 'll wake 'n a min't."

Sure enough, after Arc hobbled back for a few seconds, HugoLuman's eyes opened.

[Arcvasti]

**Good. You're awake. Lets follow the others.**

Arcvasti set off after Kyle's trail of breadcrumbs through the forest.

[kj1225]

The slashes in the shape of a K every few feet are quite good at leading.

[WillowLuman]

Soon they come across the others, arguing over a duck. HugoLuman, still groggy at first, notices and begins to slowly approach the bird in Kyle's arms. Alright, how does this work? Can you hear me?

[kj1225]

The duck turns to HL. Quickly a Spanish accented voice can be heard by him.
Hello... I am El Grande Ricardo... But you my friend, may call me THE BIG DICK!

[WillowLuman]

HugoLuman cocks his head. Well... that was unexpected. So, erm, Ricardo, you're not alarmed at being scooped up by a bunch of people?

[kj1225]

The duck tilts his head.
Not... really.

[WillowLuman]

Well, it sure is nice to have someone to talk to. Err...just want to warn you, part of my brain is telling me to eat you, but I think I've got it under control. You wouldn't happen to know anything about this place we're all in, would you?

[kj1225]

The duck looks around.
... It's not a river.

[Zanzetkuken The Great]

"Kyle, why do you have a duck?"