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[mission0]

"A corpse is alive, I think that is more NewMars territory than mine. Undead and all. I think I can take a whack at it though"

Mission rolls up his sleeves and draws his sword

"Lets see what you've got"

[Phantom]

"OH GOD ITS CLAWS ARE IN MY FLESH!!"

[Luke_Prowler]

"Ah. See, there's ya problem. elves can't make a good brew."

The dwarf watches the other trying to make a barricade and shook his head. Amateurs. The dwarf let out a whistle, and soon 6 other dwarfs enter the room, armed with hammers and saws and a caboodle of other tools. suddenly, the room disappered into a whirlwind of work, and soon a masterfully created wood fortification was built around the room. there's a picture of a dwarf and dwarves in wood. the dwarves are laboring. there is a picture of dwarven cheese in wood. It is menecing with spike of zerg and human bones.

The dwarfs are now standing inside the fortification. they are armed with various weapons.

"Defend the booze!"

Luke was having less luck. He and Deadly are in a dead fall, and with the building being able to be miles up, Luke figured that Deadly would tear him to shreads before they hit the ground. He did not know how long his armor will, he just had to hold on as long as possible.

Only by luck was Luke able to hold on to the drill while he was push off, and he is quick to used it as he jammed it into Deadly's gut. While doing this, Luke  attempted to turn in made air, so that Deadly would splat first.

[Phantom]

"OH SHIT A HYDRALISK!!!"
Phantom ducks
"SOMEONE GET THE RIFLE AND SHOOT IT!!"

[TheNewerMartianEmperor]

The Lich is looking on this scene, all the while eating a rather peculiar piece of cheese. He wondered about weather or not he'd lose money on his bet. He is making no efforts to engage the zerg whatsoever.

[Luke_Prowler]

The dwarf grabs a crossbow, and proceeds to fill the hydralisk with holes, turning it's inwards to mush. well, more mush than inward already are. the other dwarfs pull Phantom inside the fortification so that he can hurt himself anymore.

Ourside, the defences turn to life, and the sound of heavy guns ring out as they tear appart the zerg army.

[Phantom]

The terrans are busy fighting the space marines, they are winning but the zerg queens and the infected terrans including some mutalisk get past the defences

[mission0]

Mission takes a step then stops as the Zerg is torn apart... then puts away his weapon

"Well that was a well fought... massacre."

Mission hops over the barricade back into the bar area. Then pulls his wine back out and continues to sip it.

"The elves may not know how to make a good beer, but they can make a fine wine"

[Phantom]

"Of course you don't make bears, you eat them you elf!"

[TheNewerMartianEmperor]

"I had a bear once, it tasted horrible."

[Phantom]

The zergs break through the barricade
"AH ****"

[mission0]

((I keep typing bear when I mean beer))

Mission sighs as he sets his drink down... always with the distractions. No peace. Mission grabbing his staff spins around and swings down at the same time. A nearby Zerg is split in half by a slice of air.

"I'm getting a tad mad now"

Mission starts to audibly growl

[TheNewerMartianEmperor]

The Lich is enjoying the view.

"Yay, violence!"

[Phantom]

Phantom begins performing shoryuken and hadoken on the zerg
"JIHAAAAAAAAAD wait i am american, WISCONSIIIIINNNN!"

[deadlycairn]

The wind whistles past Luke and Deadly as they plummet through the air, Deadly clawing at Luke while simultaneously trying to avoid the drill. As Luke tries to spin Deadly around, Deadly realises the Space Marine's plan. Without missing a beat, he morphs to human, then back to Feral, then human again, and again to Feral. Soon he is nothing more than a fluidly twisting ball of flesh and scales, evading the drill and Luke's attempts to grip him, and still somehow managing to slash at Luke's exposed face.