[scrambles up from his game of tic tac toe and peers out of the foxhole, assessing the situation carefully. nya and some guy from wild city, wild city has the gun, nya has the knife, so. . .]
[he kicks at the ground and launches himself at Haruto first from the foxhole, attempting to slam into him from behind and pin him to the ground while wrestling the pistol from his grasp]
[AGILITY 10 + 1 = 11, rolled 11, so success at the ambush but! but strength 5, rolled 13, failure at wrestling the gun away]
Well, snakes left lung is often vestigial and not used though depending on the spe— [ I GUESS THIS IS WHERE MY LECTURE IS INTERRUPTED BY AM AMBUSH cuts off his words immediately and despite a fairly comical yelp if surprise he's in action to swing the mirror towards Mars's THIEVING HAND with a far more calculated expression.
2 4 6 is SUCCESS on smashing the mirror on Mars's hand so congrats on our swapped HP. (Haruto's is currently at 10 HP)
[yells when the mirror smashes against his hand, and he feels the sharp pang of pain searing across his body from where Haruto got stabbed and scarred over, but since it's a scar I GUESS HE ISN'T BLEEDING?]
[jerks the offended hand back, but immediately attempts to pin down Haruto's gun hand while digging his knees into Haruto's back to keep him ambush pinned, if he can]
[and then there's the grease]
[and all Mars can do is just blink blearily at Nya while grease drips from his chin]
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[sure is quiet in this foxhole]
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[damn it why didn't he bring a deck of cards]
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[draws a tic tac toe grid in the dirt]
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[kay he's bored now]
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[. . .]
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[plays another round of tic tac toe]
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Did you know that snakes have one big lung and one small lung?
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[scrambles up from his game of tic tac toe and peers out of the foxhole, assessing the situation carefully. nya and some guy from wild city, wild city has the gun, nya has the knife, so. . .]
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[AGILITY 10 + 1 = 11, rolled 11, so success at the ambush but! but strength 5, rolled 13, failure at wrestling the gun away]
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2 4 6 is SUCCESS on smashing the mirror on Mars's hand so congrats on our swapped HP. (Haruto's is currently at 10 HP)
Though I guess he still got ambush tackled so. ]
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He's not going to get involved in this. Nya pours the bucket of grease on both of them.
1+2=3, ya'll got dumped]
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[yells when the mirror smashes against his hand, and he feels the sharp pang of pain searing across his body from where Haruto got stabbed and scarred over, but since it's a scar I GUESS HE ISN'T BLEEDING?]
[jerks the offended hand back, but immediately attempts to pin down Haruto's gun hand while digging his knees into Haruto's back to keep him ambush pinned, if he can]
[and then there's the grease]
[and all Mars can do is just blink blearily at Nya while grease drips from his chin]
Really.
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. . . but you don't have a lighter.
[ JUST, YOU KNOW.
. . . ]
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[He's gonna put the bucket on his head like a helmet then and just fuckin book it toward the center.]
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[releases Haruto and follows Nya to the center]
[BYYYYE]
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[ well. ok.
contemplates for several minutes ]
Hey wish granting genie, I wish for you to kill someone not Wild City or SensitIV or Gold here really creatively. I can ask that for a wish, huh?
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I can indeed grant your wish.
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