Ah, then I doubt they'll let you use a Ti-83warpstarriderMay 6 2010, 04:01:13 UTC
[Kirby would get hit again and go tumbling. Staying down this time. There was no way to have kart wheeled away from that one. He was laying on his back, just breathing hard. Battered.]
Well if you ever have to take full on calculus later, a ti-83 is a good investmentwarpstarriderMay 6 2010, 04:25:42 UTC
[Kirby didn't have extra lives. He couldn't fly to safety. No tomatoes. No copy ability. No spicy curry. The knife was out of reach too. This looked like the end. Still he'd slowly roll to his side and try to push himself up again.]
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Sounds good to me~son_of_a_digitMay 6 2010, 20:13:53 UTC
[The popguins flinch, their focus turned from the easy meal to the new threat. The leader gives a cry, and Acacia suddenly faces a quintet of penguin torpedoes, sliding at you at high speed.]
*in a burst of feathers, black feathery wings erupt from Acacia's back and she'd begin to fly upwards. She'll level her gun at the leader and fire off a couple of shots. If only she had something more high caliber...*
Popguins can't hit flying targets.son_of_a_digitMay 7 2010, 20:26:01 UTC
[Caught by surprise, the lead popguin gets knocked off its feet like a bowling pin from the puffball's surprise attack, just in time to eat the bullets. With a cry, it fades into static, erased. The remaining popguins look lost for a moment, then begin acting randomly. Two turn their attention back to Kirby, flailing their fins at him, while the other two leap at Acacia, looking like birds who don't know they can't fly. They won't even come close to hitting her while she's airborne.]
Re: Popguins can't hit flying targets.warpstarriderMay 8 2010, 16:01:11 UTC
[Kirby didn't have time to celebrate that small victory. They flailed and he lept back taking a couple more cuts trying to avoid being killed.
He knew their tactics now. Kirby was worn out but he could at least avoid them for now. He wasn't fighting a losing battle anymore. He ran for the nearest weapon he brought. The pot!]
*when it became apparent that the popguins below her couldn't do anything about her, the airborne Acacia turned her gun to one of the others that was harassing Kirby and pulled the trigger a few more times*
*Another kill as the popguin takes more damage than it can handle, fizzing away into static. They're concerned now, baying to each other in shrill squawks. The other popguin harassing the puffball gives its prey one more look, before shaking its head. The three split ways, and attempt a hasty retreat...*
*Acacia didn't want to waste any bullets, so she lets them go. She slowly descends, her wings disappearing into her back as she touches onto the ground next to Kirby*
[Kirby would wave at her then fall onto his back and let out a large breath. Just laying and recouping. He was not okay but he wasn't going to complain about it right now.
Though sleeping out in the open probably wasn't all that safe.]
Wearing a pot lid for a helmet and a carving knife held in a stubby little pink hand like a sword.
He also wasn't smiling. He was out, in the open, as if he hoped to draw attention from those "threats".]
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*a few gunshots ring out towards the penguins, and Acacia is standing there holding a smoking handgun*
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He'd try to slide tackle one of the smaller ones fron the side and make an opening for Arcacia.
He was breathing hard and didn't know if he could manage to do much in this condition.]
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He knew their tactics now. Kirby was worn out but he could at least avoid them for now. He wasn't fighting a losing battle anymore. He ran for the nearest weapon he brought. The pot!]
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[[OOC: Do you let them go, or finish them off?]]
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He just chucks the pot at one and sits down breathing hard.]
Poyo!
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Are you okay, Kirby?
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Though sleeping out in the open probably wasn't all that safe.]
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