[MarsMudoken]

OOC: Give me a moment Alex.

IC: This was it. Blackness enveloped his vision. It was over. Mars was dy-OMGWTHBBQ!

A jolt of electricity ran through Mars's body. Mars sprung up to his feat, and saluted promptley to his leader, almost instinctively. He was about to ask why everyone stopped firing, when Mayson said "Mars, come on, let's go back to the base. We're all out of armour and I ran out of ammo". Mars suddenly realized that he was going to need new chain-mail.

Oh well.

Everyone said their goodbyes, almost shaking hands. Mars watched as the teams retreated to they're bunks and bases, going to rest their weapons on their shelves and armor in cabinets. In a way, it was rather quaint. Wait a minute...



[M] Mars runs at enemy team.

[A] Mars attacks Primero's limp body with hammer. 4 - target takes damage.
Primero: [0][0] -> [0][0]

[A] Eveyone from S.O.T.E. attacks Mars. 1 - Mars is shot in the buttocks from Styner.
Mars L. Morand: [5][0] -> [4 1/2][0]

[MORON] Mars regrets nothing.




...Yes. Now this is done.
Thanks for the war guys. It was fun.