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Post by Jerome Endon on Oct 18, 2012 14:25:41 GMT -5
He thought of himself.
He jumped forward and swung his claw down from above, coming for its head.
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Post by Rupert Maverick on Oct 18, 2012 14:28:01 GMT -5
Rupert finally decided to move, wielding the Birth Buster with one hand. The Yummy had started to fight back, launching red lightning from its eyes.
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Post by Jerome Endon on Oct 18, 2012 14:28:25 GMT -5
Jerome rolled aside, barely avoiding a hit.
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Post by Rupert Maverick on Oct 18, 2012 14:36:22 GMT -5
The Yummy didn't stop firing the beams. Even Rupert had to duck out of the way.
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Post by Jerome Endon on Oct 18, 2012 14:38:01 GMT -5
Jerome kept well away. Waiting.
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Post by Rupert Maverick on Oct 18, 2012 14:41:59 GMT -5
"Any bright ideas, kid?" Rupert asked.
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Post by Jerome Endon on Oct 18, 2012 14:50:28 GMT -5
"Filled with them," he said.
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Post by Rupert Maverick on Oct 18, 2012 14:54:50 GMT -5
"Well? What are they?"
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Post by Jerome Endon on Oct 18, 2012 14:55:10 GMT -5
"Can't tell you," he said, ejecting his claw.
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Post by Rupert Maverick on Oct 18, 2012 15:05:03 GMT -5
"That's a big help!" he snarled, switching the crane for Drill Arm, attempting to tackle the Yummy close-quarters.
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Post by Jerome Endon on Oct 18, 2012 15:08:14 GMT -5
Jerome got out of his way, letting him do what he needed to do first.
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Post by Rupert Maverick on Oct 18, 2012 15:13:14 GMT -5
The drill pierced the Yummy, and a few Medals magnetised onto the drill.
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Post by Jerome Endon on Oct 18, 2012 15:14:40 GMT -5
Jerome reloaded his handgun in the meantime and took aim, putting three rounds into its head.
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Post by Rupert Maverick on Oct 18, 2012 15:17:02 GMT -5
Rupert had managed to pull out a fair few Medals before it keeled back due to being shot in the head.
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Post by Jerome Endon on Oct 18, 2012 15:17:37 GMT -5
He let down his handgun and drew out his rifle again, getting ready for another shot with it.
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