[Oddey]

OOC: I hope you're allowed to make the RPG in the first place Mars. You need permission from Splat.
IC: Kipricat scrambled into the jeep as it drove off. One minute to get out of here before the place was bombed. After thinking a bit over his luck, he muttered a quick and muffled "Thank odd," before pulling out his cricuit board and tampering with it again. He didn't even stop to watch a flying slig zoom out of the building.

As he tinkered, he thought about the others. Some of them had gotten out. Others hadn't been quite so lucky. He was a lucky one. Either that or he had been smart and fast enough to get out in time. Or just plain cowardly, but he didn't care. What mattered was that he was alive. Packing the board away, he closed his eyes and leant back. There wasn't a scratch on him. Byron on the other hand...

He heard Krivzee asking about the things he had... What did he have? Checking he found that all he had taken with him was... Nothing, aside from the shotgun and a very disturbing memory. Thinking it was the proper thing to do, he handed the shotgun back to Rigel. Expressing his thanks, he then turned to Krivzee, and hoped that he could understand that he had nothing except his circuit board. Not even a headset.

OOC: Actually, if the Creeper 2 ever comes, can we make the gameplay a little different? Like mod survivor island, but with roleplay elements?
EDIT: For Mars, Kipricat reacts to Krivzee.