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[Pandarsenic]

EXTERMINATE

[Urist McOverlord]

>Find source of fire.
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EXTERMINATE

[mainiac]

If the desert eagle guy has a helmet as part of his military getup, borrow the helmet and put it on the end of babe ruthless, so you can do the classic helmet on a stick trick to draw the enemy fire.

[Enzo]

No! We can't risk Babe Ruthless getting shot. Use desert eagle guy to draw enemy fire.

[Karnewarrior]

throw rock. Use all stealth you have.

[Jackrabbit]

You turn to the man and ask him if he wants to hug you for LIBERTY. He gives you a brief hug, then turns back to watching outside. The hailstorm of bullets has died down, as the enemy seems to have realized they haven't managed to kill you. You quickly pick up a rock and hurl it outside. Desert Eagle man just stares at you. Why did you just make a grabbing and hurling motion? It takes you a moment to realize there's no rocks in a bank and you just picked up some imaginary rock and threw it outside. You turn to the Desert Eagle man. Do you have a helmet? He takes one from his BACKPACK OF DEMOCRACY. You thank him, holster your Tommy Gun, put the helmet on Babe and walk over to the door. Carefully, you expose just the helmet and nothing else. Nobody shoots the helmet.

Damn it. You take the helmet and put it on your head. Your eyes are fairly bloodshot. You suspect you look like a magical forest fire.

Maybe you should prevent you.

Wait no. With supreme effort you drag yourself back into reality, if not sanity.

What will you do?

Wounded:
Left arm (bandaged) (scabbed over)

Wearing:
Mask of Sensibility
Even more stained but still sensible pants
Sensible shoes

Inventory:
Wallet ($90)
Wrist Watch (12:24)
Valium (too much)
Scum
Sock ($1000)
Colt 45 (0/0)
Backpack (5 clips - Thompson) (Rations - unAmerican (4))
Water bottle (full)
Thompson (average) (30/3)

Wielding:
Wielding - Babe Ruthless (both hands) (PATRIOTIC) (proficient) (bayonet)

Mental State:
Haberdashery.

[Karnewarrior]

Mental State:

BRAAAAAIIIIIINNNNNNSSSSSSS...

[Jopax]

Hey i just realized something, these are the 60's or the 70's , perhaps early 80's, and here is a man with a Desert Eagle, a gun that was made in the US only since the 1996, so there remains one theory, he is a man from the future, sent back to fight the commublobs and change the history in the USA's favour.See if he has a goatee or glasses, i have a hunch

[The Architect]

You need to find out why the stupid commies are carrying dated American weapons.

[Enzo]

Find a radio. We need some exposition to wage this war intelligently.

[Urist McOverlord]

I agree with the radio.

[IronyOwl]

We really need to find a new sensible pair of sensible pants sometime soon. And a sensible shirt and/or more sensible mask.

Come to think of it, our mute probably thinks we're crazy. Let's pop a valium to show him. (kidding)

[Jackrabbit]

You dedicate your not-exactly-enormous-right-now amount of brain power to the task of working out why the Commies are carrying rather dated American weapons. Your friend, who seems mute, has no answers for you so you ask him if he has a radio. He shakes his head. Bugger.

You can hear boots pounding outside. A Comluhist rounds the corner, carrying what appears to be a FLAG! He is also holding a Vektor CP1 in one hand, a gun you immediately recognize. Who wouldn't? He fires a round that pings past your head. Son of a bitch. Desert Eagle Man reacts quickly, bringing his Desert Eagle to bear and firing a bullet INSCRIBED WITH A PATRIOTIC QUOTE. You fail to note this, as the bullet is traveling too fast and anyway, quickly embeds itself in the enemy's chest. He drops to his knees in shock, down and out. You can still hear the pounding of enemy boots. It looks like your foe had backup. Suddenly, several things happen.

One, the man's handgun drops out of his hand as he collapses forward.
Two, the handgun discharges, its errant round neatly piercing your friends foot from toe to heel. He drops to the ground with a scream of pain.
Three, a hand grenade pops round the corner. Friendly fire is obviously not an issue with these people.
Four, a rainbow monkey begins to proclaim the glories of Democracy before disappearing in a puff of smoke. Probably. Not really. You forget where you bought this stuff but man is it powerful.

What do you do?

Wounded:
Left arm (bandaged) (scabbed over)

Wearing:
Mask of Sensibility
Even more stained but still sensible pants
Sensible shoes

Inventory:
Wallet ($90)
Wrist Watch (12:24)
Valium (too much)
Scum
Sock ($1000)
Colt 45 (0/0)
Backpack (5 clips - Thompson) (Rations - unAmerican (4))
Water bottle (full)
Thompson (average) (30/3)

Wielding:
Wielding - Babe Ruthless (both hands) (PATRIOTIC) (proficient) (bayonet)

Mental State:
Oh man that came so close that came so close.

Hey, what year is it again? And who is that OH MY GOD HIS FOOT.

[Karnewarrior]

grab grenade and throw it back. Hose down with tommy gun.

[Pandarsenic]

Oh, those silly Cabanalurks! They dropped their grenade! We should toss it back to them.