[MarsMudoken]

OOC: Huh. I think everyone is a little sleepy today. That many misses?

Note: Apologies for the absurdly long post.

WE WILL SEE ALEXANDER...WE WILL SEE WHO IS THE KING...


IC: Morondate: 2

When we last left Mars, he was midair, attacking an armed slig. Let's see how that goes, huh?

When Mars charged towards the slig, he felt a brief moment of satisfaction seeing the slig surprised at him. Almost at once however, Mars remembered who has what gun. This would deter and sane individual (we've been over this). The slig was about to do something to stop him, Mars couldn't tell what. Of course, whatever it was, he was a little late.

WHUNK...

...is a rough approximation of what the sound of Mars's wooden hammer colliding with the slig's armor sounded like. It looked cracked now, wouldn't work much longer. Mars was ready to do a victory dance at yet another assualt crime worthy act (adding to a current list of 26), when the slig spun around in circles. This was funny. Also when the slig spun around he sprayed machine gun fire everywhere. Less funny. Mars got hit in the chest repeatedly with gunfire, feeling roughly like getting rammed like a scrab about 50 times, before the slig finally stopped firing. Mars staggered around, thinking himself a goner. He'd felt the bullets hit his chest like...bullets, and now he couldn't feel anything. This was it. He was going to bite the dust. He was going to breath his last breath. He was going to die...or at least he thought. Regardless of the deadly volley that hit him, he could stand straight, and curiously checking himself, realized that his armor had saved him. Mars forgot this slig was intent on trying to kill him right now, and pointed at the slig, yelling "HAH!" childishly at his death defying stunt. As Mars pointed though, several bullets fell from his now bullet ridden coat, which was cool. Only after a very brief look however, did Mars realize that some of it wasn't bullets, but rather the wrecked and twisted pieces of what was no more than 20 seconds ago Mars's armor. The one thing between a gentleman and a corpse had been broken, and for Mars, that was all he needed to know before he ran like heck away.

As he dashed away, he heard more gunfire behind him, with 'cracks' and 'smashes' near where the slig was. He took a glance over his shoulder and saw two things. First, the slig's armor was now completely destroyed, and he had some wounds to boot. Second, the Mud firing these destructive blows was none other than sleeping beauty, Harry. Or at least, Mars thought it was Harry. Mars, now realizing that he should've brought a minigun instead of a revolver only now, spun around (not in a circle, stay with me) and fled to Harry's (or as some talking and several slaps to the face later taught him, Harik's) side. "Keep doing what your doing!" he yelled to his savior, while digging up some dirt and rocks, creating makeshift cover. He placed his jacket on the ground, then quickly unbuttoned his shirt (most of which wasn't destroyed), so he could get the armor scrap metal placed on his semi-MacGyver'ed trench, making it maybe bulletproof. He then buttoned his shirt back on, and snatched his jacket from the ground (he never needed to take the tie off), and hid behind his constructed mess. Hopefully Harry/Harik would get behind here. The more live muds, the better. Mars whipped out his revolver, dropped it, quickly picked it up hoping no one saw him, took aim at what looked like a Big Bro Sli...no. Last thing he needs are more people trying to kill him, let alone one of THOSE! Averting his gaze, he took aim instead at the same darn slig that ruined his suit. No one ruins a gentleman's suit and lives.

As he worked on his marksmanship, Mars realized something. He didn't even go for Mars's unprotected head! The slig really was a terrible shot! Lucky Moron...


[C] Mars, after getting shot a bit, makes cover in the same general area he was in before (thus, is not a big movement) *COIN FLIP TOO SEE IF COVER WORKS*
[A] Mars shoots Primero Emlyn with revolver/pistol (same thing in this game) *DICE ROLL! THE MASSES REJOICE!*