IC: Scrop felt his muscles slipping. "Whaa?" was all he managed to say. Apparently his jaw and tounge muscles were just as inneffective. Losing control of his flying pants, he was aiming for Styner, hoping Styner would help him out a bit. He could see the mudokon out of the corner of his eye, still following him, shooting at him. He seemed very near death. Scrop had luckily not been hit this time.
OOC: Mayson has to move to Shrapnel Valley to attack Scrop incidently.:P
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Congratulations, Oddey, on winning FC's fanfiction competition two years running! You are clearly the man to beat!
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