Gore thanked Gappiqu for the Gore Rifle, and eargerly put it on his hand.
Goresplatter: "Ooohhh, neat, thanks buddy!"
He pats Gappiqu and the back with his free hand, and smiles. Goresplatter staggered as Stuey ran past him. These new legs were hard to stay on, they were pretty spindly. He would have to learn how to balance on them if he was going to make the most of them. He put his arms out, and slowly took a couple of steps forward. His eye blanked out.
Goresplatter: "Damnit, I am so sick at this piece of garbage!"
He undid the straps on the mask and threw it into the urinal, showing the ugly face behind a slig's visor. The area around his eyes was red and bruised from lack of sleep. He realised this, but snorted.
Goresplatter: "Hah, suppose I'm an abomination now, may aswell make the most of it."
He walked back over to Gappiqu and spoke.
Goresplatter: "Hey mate, shall we try find Stuey? While we're at it, we could give Molt a scare eh? Hahahah!"
His face contorted and a strange manic appearance came over him. He laughed harder than you usually would do in the situation. He began to cough, and returned back to his normal persona.
Goresplatter: "Oh, er, sorry about that... I dunno what just happened... there any happy gas round here or somethin'? Heheh..."
He kept his laugh steady this time. Must have been a one off, he thought.
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