IC: Kipricat felt as the medical kit's healing effects cleared his vision and his thoughts. Regaining control of the situation, Kipricat decided that the best solution was to run, but the second best was to shoot some more rockets. Preferably at the kennel and big bro slig. Feeling much better again, Kipricat fired away with what only another intern could call a smile.
Realising that this place seemed to be collapsing with very unnerving speed, Kipricat decided it was time to get out of here. He called out in his usual muffled voice: "Let's get outta here!"
[A] Kipricat fires at the slog kennel with his rocket launcher. *DR*
[QH] Kipricat fires another rocket at the big bro slig. *DR*
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Congratulations, Oddey, on winning FC's fanfiction competition two years running! You are clearly the man to beat!
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