(ooc: Mollock your character is lucky Malice was focusing on chasing that Mud...otherwise he be a dead dragon/slig right now *evil grin*...oh and Rettick...I couldn't wait any longer...the RPG is dieing and we need to bring it back to life!)
Malice had to chase the mud for a while before he caught up to it. It gave him quite a fight...a challenge for once. It was fast and agile, like he was and was able to actually land a few blows on him before he managed to break both the muds arms and legs.
Malice grinned at the mud, who was looking up at him defiently.
"A macho type eh? Well...I bet I can make you scream..." Malice said with an evil grin as he started to eat the mud alive, feet first, then the arms. Once done with the arms the mud was still alive, barely, eyes over flowed with tears and his throat raw from screaming.
Malice stopped and pondered what to do next. Getting an idea he then broke off the arms and legs bones, made sure the broken ends were nice and sharp. He then drove them into the mud's torso, finishing him off....
A little later the Mayor was working in his office. Suddenly there was a crash and the mutalated body of one of the bounty hunters flew through the window and landed with a wet thud on his desk. It was the mud that had built the teleporter into his office a while ago. His arms and legs had been devoured and the bare bones impaled in his chest. Curved on his forehead the Mayor could faintly make out the words: Have a nice day....
[ November 08, 2001: Message edited by: Dragadon ]
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