Let the Games Begin!

[Corporal Rubbadub]

Thats gotta hurt. Wow. you are such a terrible aim. i've been sitting on the log for a few minutes.

[Captain Wortshire]

Made you look...

*walks away to find another quiet place to bide his time...*

[lass of something much]

*Jumps on Teers back and stabs at her neck several times*

Heeeey!!!!

[HeadInAnotherGalaxy]

Ach, a Pover Rangerz Gif...

[shisteer of nothing much]

*Jumps on Teers back and stabs at her neck several times*

*ducks and watches as Scott goes flying over head*

[Sebias of Redwall]

*Finds a quieter place on the far side of the arena. Unzips backpack and -after a bit of fishing around- pulls out a healing kit. Applies a bandage to my wound. Looks up as a twig snaps close by. Stands up slowly with a knife in one paw and the unstrung bow in the other.*

[Verdauga]

*Is on the forums in the arena wifi.*

[Corporal Rubbadub]

*sneaks up on seb from the other side, swings double-bladed axe*

[Scott McLamok]

*Knees Teer in the stomach*

[shisteer of nothing much]

*grabs Rub by the footpaw and uses him to hammer Scott into the ground, Obelix style*

[lass of something much]

*wanders around*

[Sebias of Redwall]

*sneaks up on seb from the other side, swings double-bladed axe*

*Barely manages to dodge* *Falls to the ground, then throws a pawful of dust into Rubba's eyes*

*wanders around*

OOC: Not a bad choice. You can make a camp or something.

[lass of something much]

*goes home to make a cup of tea*

[Sebias of Redwall]

(OOC: Well, I dunno about that.  You are stuck in here with us, after all. Maybe if you survive, you'll be allowed home.)


@Announcer over speaker: Release the Mutts.

[lass of something much]

{No? I'm not anywhere near you guys...}