Ah God. This is why you don't play mafia late into the night.
Drink beer. Remind RED team why they suck so much.
((17DD))
You tell them about the thing all their mothers did together with the horse and the cucumbers and the garbageman from Poland-5. Everyone is impressed by your beer-enhanced creativity.
buy beer(10DD). Shotgun one, hurl at nearest DMR target.
WOO FRAT BOY IN THE HOUSE.
You hit Holly, making her spill her drink on someone. Well, you screwed up somebody's date. I suppose this is as close to success and fufillment as a creature like you will get.
If any BLU member gets in range, blast them.
Description: Tall and lean with unusually wide shoulders. Fair skin. Long braided chestnut hair. Clean shaven.
Reason for Signing up: Bored.
Greatest Fear: Small potted plants. No one knows why.
Stats:
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 5
Endurance: 1
Speed: 5
Intelligence: 1
Luck: 1
Will: 1
Perception: 5
"This is war, boys! Open fire!"
Raise platform to give team a height advantage.
Name: Janeway the Destroyer
Description: Imposing female gang leader
Reason for signing up/ desire: To create the greatest man-harem known to humankind
Greatest fear: being shot
Stats:
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 1
Endurance: 1
Speed: 1
Intelligence: 5
Luck: 0
Will: 1
Perception: 1
Points: 1
Shotgun 10/0 - loaned to Emilio
Jog back and forth along the platform, swerving and varying my speed a bit. After a few seconds or so, drop to one knee and shoot Janeway.
Name: Desmond Running
Description: A dapper man, dressed in a fashionable waistcoat. He's got some nice legs, I daresay.
Reason for signing up/ desire: He's running from his past.
Greatest fear: Boulders. Giant apes. Etcetera.
Stats: (20 points to allocate. 5 Points in a stat gives a 1/3 chance of +1. 10 gives 2/3, etc.)
Strength:0
Dexterity:0
Endurance: 10
Speed: 10
Intelligence:0
Luck:0
Will:0
Perception:0
Revolver
"Death to the xenos!"
Move the platform north, over and directly next to the North pedestal.
Name: Zack Bridges
Description: A worn, older man wearing ill-fitting rags and a beat up leather cap. He rarely speaks, but when he does he makes little to no sense.
Reason for signing up/desire: Wants to "uncover the lizardmen conspiracy for all the sheeple to finally see."
Greatest fear: The number 13
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 15
Endurance: 1
Speed: 1
Intelligence: 0
Luck: 0
Will: 1
Perception: 1
When close enough jump to the north platform then run east to the next platform
Name: Navarro
Description: A veteran of last season of DMR. Very lanky and scruffy looking, and mostly covered in scars. Life and DMR's eternal punching bag.
Reason for signing up: He wanted a guard robot.
Greatest fear: Blue team winning
Stats:
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 1
Endurance: 5
Speed: 10
Intelligence: 1
Luck: 0
Will: 1
Perception: 1
Athlete suit
1 point
1 DD
Aaaah the Inboxing.
Well, Janeway raises her platform, while Zack raises his, the competition ending as Emilio and Magnus glide up past the opposing team, who are jerked suddenly northwards, adjacent to the pillar. They could now step down, while Emilio and Magnus would have to take a running jump.
While this is going on, Emilio fires straight at the blue team with a solid shot at torso level.
4v6v6
1,6
Both of them instinctively separate and dive out the way, the blast completely missing them and the platform swinging rapidly. Desmond, evidently completely unstable on his newly fitted legs, flies off into the dark waters below, while Navarro manages to completely overshoot the North pedestal, using a charge on his athlete suit and nearly wrenching his right arm out of the socket as he catches the corner of the North pedestal. You know how this thing works, right? Should be like the original.
Magnus evidently decides to cover his reloading teammate by jumping at the guy in power armour with a hammer. He flies true, leaping off the ascending platform, but fails to take his upward momentum into account, and just manages to catch the side. Magnus and Navarro clamber up and face one another, both breathing heavily, while Emilio readies his shotgun philosophically. Desmond is treading water, having been too shocked to even fire his revolver.