Round Three!
No way! I have to look for that ship and apologize! Such is the way of the Melon.
[5-1=4]: You run straight to the sink and dive in, landing directly on the ship sailing within the Sewage Sea.
[4]: You successfully apologize to Detective Crumb for punching his ship into the sea.
"I'm awful sorry about that sir... I don't know my own strength sometimes."You wait for Crumb to accept it.
I accept Mr. Melon's apology and invite him to join the pirate crew.
[2]: In a bizarre moment of deafness, you completely ignore Melon's apology. This makes him feel bad, since he learned in church that forgiveness is something everyone deserves.
[4]: However, after being distracted by other things, you finally notice Mr. Melon and ask him to join the crew. He accepts.
"This looks like it's going to be the start of a beautiful friendship.""Um... ok!"Board a plane to India. He won't get away with this.
[2-1=1]: You attempt to board a plane to India, but instead board a time machine to South Vietnam in the Early 1970's. Enjoy guerrilla warfare and death, Captain Cranberries. (-1 to your next roll)
(I ATE NOTHING BUT SPICY EXTRUDED POTATO SNACKS AND HEAVILY DISCOUNTED INSTANT NOODLES YESTERDAY. RESULT OF ACTION HIT A BIT CLOSE TO HOME, HAHA)
IGNORE THE PAIN IN MY UNSIGHTLY ORIFICE AND PUT ON STYLISH ACAPULCO SHIRT, TO CONTINUE THE ALLITERATION
First off, ow. That's a pain in the ass... quite literally.
[6-1=5]: You manage to shrug off the immense pain in your hind-end, and find the coolest Acapulco Shirt you could find nearby. It makes you look dazzling, and all the ladies and gentlefruit are jealous of your style. Now you are Alejandro Avocado wearing an Acapulco Shirt. (+1 to your next action.)
Keep following the pickle.
[5]: You manage to both follow the pickle, and sneak out of his view. Now he can't spot where you are at the moment, which gives you the perfect opportunity to observe the interaction that is going to take place next... without getting in harm's way. (+1 to your next roll)
>Grab a pulse shotgun to defend myself. Shoot Yoink in the balls while I yell Pingas really loudly, as a reference to my signature.
[4-1=3]: You find a normal bolt action shotgun sitting around in the middle of the counter, and equip it to yourself. It's not exactly what you wanted, but anything is better than nothing.
[5]: You find Alejandro chilling with his new Acapulco shirt, and take a nice, precise aim at his nether-regions.
"Now I, Lester Lettuce, will finally get what I came here for!"You fire the gun! Alejandro must roll to dodge!
[1 for Alejandro/6 for Lester]: You shoot Alejandro square in the balls, blasting off the entire lower half of his body in blood-quenched glory.
"PIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSS!!!! HAHA PINGASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!! FUCK YEAH!!! THIS IS IT!!! THIS IS THE DREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAM!!!!! PINGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSS!!!"You are very proud of yourself, meanwhile, Alejandro is kind of dying. But who cares, you shot him in the balls while screaming pingas, and that felt liberating (+1 to your next roll)
Yoink has
one round to get medical attention before dying and being reborn as someone else.
Can I join
And if so Go to a high point to try and find Bob
Anyone can join, there's no waitlist, so welcome aboard.
[2]: You are Alfred Applebottom. You decide not to go to a high point, since that seems like it would be very dangerous to do, and you could fall and get hurt.
Pickle noted the potato tailing him to the dining room. Would he be an ally or a threat? No way to know, but it looked like slow going ahead now that Eight was too tired to fly.
Some pumpkin with thick legs and arms enters the dining room by crashing through the window. Luckily, she didn't get any scratches at all. She pulls out a revolver out of nowhere, then walks towards the confused and shocked pickle detective. "Hold it, Baby Bonanza!" - Said the pumpkin to the detective pickle. "We know that you're one of those vegetables who are trying to find Bob The Tomato. Alas, his captors paid me a fine sum to deal with such detectives as you."
Shoot the pickle detective/enemy post! I'll not disappoint my contractors!
"Who are you?!"
"Baby, that's not information that you need to know. But for now just call me... Paige Kins.""Listen, lady. I don't know who you are or what your employers are offering, but this is clearly not the right play. Why don't you put the gun down and just listen to my counter-proposal?"
"Nah, I don't feel like it. Sorry baby, but what they're paying me for this job, is way more than a measly pickle like yourself could offer."[4]: You aim your gun at PI Pickle, and prepare to fire. PI Pickle must roll to dodge!
[4 for PI Pickle/4 for Paige Kin]: You fire your revolver, and at that same instant, Pickle does the same. The bullet and the pop collide, and fly off to other directions, leaving neither one of you injured.
Apparently, someone was very interested in making sure nobody found Bob, and the Tomato was being held captive somewhere. Pickle didn't intend to give up the trail, or become just another dead veggie. "Listen, lady. I don't know who you are or what your employers are offering, but this is clearly not the right play. Why don't you put the gun down and just listen to my counter-proposal?"
Menacingly brandish my popgun while Eight catches his breath. If the pumpkin shoots at me, use the popgun to shoot her revolver out of her hand.
[3]: You pull your popgun back up after the initial shots were fired, not menacingly, but kind of in a mismanaged fashion. It's not that surprising, you did just get shot at.
[5]: Since Paige already shot at you, you decide that you must remove that fire arm from her grasp as quickly as possible. You take aim with your popgun again, and prepare to fire at the revolver. You feel confident about this. (+1 to your next roll)
[6 for Paige's Revolver/1 for PI Pickle]: Instead, you miss and Paige reacts by shooting again. This time, you get hit right in the chest. You're still alive, but breathing is getting harder to do by the minute.
Round Over!