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[Gatleos]

"Does NOBODY have any first-aid equipment?! You know what, never mind, let's get everybody into the mobile home. Somebody get that guy out of the bushes!"

Gatleos begins to drag the crazy armored man down the street toward the mobile home.

[lawastooshort]

"Er, I have some first-aid tea? Does that count? Ooh, and some tubes of sterilised water. For the nose."

la goes and offers the guy in the bushes some tea.

[Loud Whispers]

OOOOO TEAAA

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I don't think tea is supposed to do that.

WHUR IS GATLEOS!

DRIVE US AWAY FROM THIS INSANITY!

[Roboboy33]

Poptarts can fix Anything.
Robo hands the downed biker some poptarts.

[Darvi]

"I require tea. The last few minutes have been very exiting and I need the stuff to calm down, lest I start shooting people. By accident. Yeah, by accident..."

[Loud Whispers]

"I require tea. The last few minutes have been very exiting and I need the stuff to calm down, lest I start shooting people. By accident. Yeah, by accident..."

This worries me.

[Gatleos]

Gatleos drags Loud Whispers into the mobile home and drops him on the floor. He then walks over to the passenger's seat, pulls a large hunting knife from a sheathe on his leg, and hands it to Darvi.

"Agghh, this thing has been scratching against my leg! Here Darvi, you have it. I'm sure you can be trusted with it."

He then peeks out the side door.

"Is that guy in the bushes dead or what?"

[mcclay]

Mcclay looks over his bunk, "When everyone was freaking out something hit me in the head, what was it?" After a few seconds of searching around mCclay gives off a scream then a sieries of gags as he throws what appears to be a Japenese love pillow to the ground of the mobile home. "Oh god what the flipping fuck who ever did this, why!?" Mcclay jumps off the bed only to land on his toes and lets out a sieries of curses as he heads into the shower.

[Powder Miner]

"...What's his problem? What's that?" Powder Miner flipped the thing over. "Argh, what the heck?!" He proceeded to throw the thing out of the RV. "Yuck!"

[Mullet Master]

(( sorry all my internet conn is dead- posting from a friends phone.ill return to this and my other games when i get conn back.))
Fredrick glumly looks up from the bushes, visibly shaken.
"Drag... me inside.. please....



Toad.... trying find"
His eyes shut.

[Roboboy33]

"He's unconcious. bring him in here servants fellow bay12er's, we need to get going."

[Kadzar]

"Yeah, get hauling, peasants," says Kadzar, shouldering his crossbow.

[Dermonster]

Derek sighs. "Welp, my shoulder is still sore from the brake collision. I'm taking a nap. Wake me when something weird happens."

He then flips the bed back over and dives under the sheets, bed sliding back into the wall. Steady breathing eminates from the alcove.

[Kestrel_6]

I badly drive to the accident, and see other bay12ers. "I Heard about Toady. Can i Provide assistance?"

Sees the downed man

"I'm First Aid qualified!"

Help Man

[Powder Miner]

"We're going to need to fashion weapons for when we fight the trolls. Lemme find some stuff." Powder Miner dove into the storage, digging for things that could possibly be combined for weapons.