If he doesn't start moving, blow his brains out and get a replacement.
Boom! After some nudging, slapping, yealling and a PM, Lawson remains unresponsive. Janeway, evidently deciding that such an easily stunned, uesless wet fish would be a liability in the arena, shoots him. Some time later, the host comes in, ushering in a half-bandaged man who claims to be called
Magnus the Collossal and cheerfully handing the gang leader another shotgun cartridge, then dragging the unfortunate man's broken frame out, evidently pleased that the ice has been broken.
IN, Magnus/AkumaKasai. Sorry, Urist, but OUT, due to lack of replies to PMs.
Find a hospital and get myself patched up.
You get to hospital, get your wounds dressed, then get the message saying you've been selected for DMR and sprint out again, shouldering aside any orderlies that obstruct you. Post your DMR/point number (divide by four, round DOWN whatever), but you had probably better buy something if you want to, as I'll be trying to start next turn or so.
Buy an icepick.
This look like it do be useful.
The long, thin shank makes its way into your possession. Stabbing time.
"Alright stumpy, lets get ya some legs. If I lend ya 2 and Zack lends ya 1 then you can get both legs replaced! How about it?
If Desmond and Zack both agree to this then lend Desmond 2 points so he can buy legs.
"Alright stumpy, lets get ya some legs. If I lend ya 2 and Zack lends ya 1 then you can get both legs replaced! How about it?
If Desmond and Zack both agree to this then lend Desmond 2 points so he can buy legs.
Sure.
"Thank you, gentlemen!"
Get legs.
To the detriment of any hilarious hopping combat, Desmond is bought 2 legs. The operation is unremarkable, except for the terrible and excruciating pain. Zack and Navarro both have one point left over, by my tally.
See what Holly is up to, ask whether she wants to come over to kill some time before the next round starts. Observe the prize I had to work so hard for.
[5] She'd love to come over for a bit and is completely free this evening. In a completely non-creepy manner, you stare intensely at the plastic toy while you wait for her to come round.
Ok, I'll be going away for this working week, not that I'll be getting any done, ha ha, so post finalising actions, as I'd like to get the show started pretty soon.