[FireFrog]

Sorry bout that salty pretzils... glad you told me, though, or else I wouldn't learn from my mistake eh? I miss read what you said (about being able to do anything with your character) i presume you just ment hurting him. Sorry.

May as well continue with the RPG then...


Brak lay on the floor... motionless, except for the rising and falling of his chest as he breathed. "He's not dead..." Krezz told Vita, "I doubt he'll be out for long. We must hurry Vita." With that Krezz turned around and began to run toward the door. He stopped and then turned around. "C'mon!" Krezz said, "I'm busting you outta' here!"
Vita stood up, still wounded by the Big Bro. "How do you know my name?" asked Vita.
"That isn't important now." replied Krezz. "What is important is that we get out of here while we still can. Take this."
Krezz grabbed the Big Bro's Blitz Packer and gave it to Vita.
"Now." Krezz muttered as he turned around, his machine gun ready "Watch your back... and lets get the hell outta' here..".