IC: Scrop could hear everything about him becoming muffled, and blurred, like looking at people through water. Knowing what this had to mean, he decided it was time to finish this. Mayson may have just been brought back up, but he was just one mudokon. They were three. Minus one. They could still win. Styner was a Big Bro after all. Taking as good aim as he could under the circumstances, he squeezed the trigger, and let a rain of bullets escape the barrel of his gun. He couldn't even feel the recoil anymore. He was not dead, but he was definatley not in good shape, he thought.
[A] Scrop fires at Mayson
[QH] Scrop fires at Mayson again.
OOC: Who has our defibrilator anyway?
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