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Sifting through the armory currently clanking around in your pockets, you’re just about to test if your <span class="mu-g">ROCKET LAUNCHER’S</span> waterproof when you feel someone, or rather some<span class="mu-i">THING</span> reaching into your pockets! Intercepting the thief, you earn a few nips on your gloved hand for your trouble.
<span class="mu-i">Lil’ Stanley</span>. You should have known! Snatching the thief up by the scruff of her neck, it takes you a moment to realize that she managed to grab something!
“That gel…” Sybil remarks as the wild animal hangs from your hand with a sour look on her face and one of those <span class="mu-g">GOOEY ORBS WITH ELECTRICAL DISKS IN THEM</span> in between her teeth! Sneaky little chunker! Grabbing a hunk of the goo in your free hand, your attempt at wrestling your item free of her jaws is thwarted when your pet immediately lets go and graciously hands it over!
… yea, just kidding. What follows instead is a brutal tug-o-war match rivaled only by the ongoing bombardment of the <span class="mu-r">SEA DEMON</span> far above! As you and the raccoon clash, so too does the mass of writhing tentacles and gnashing teeth!
“Hate ta’ interject,” Ly interjects as a sudden lurch from Lil’ Stanley sends both of you tumbling to the ground, “But is it supposed ta’ do dat’?”
Your brawl skids to a halt as both you and your animal companion pause mid-scrap when you notice a faint, but steady flickering light from the disks within the goop! Watching wide-eyed as the pulses of light grow larger in magnitude, Lil’ Stanley eagerly releases the orb from her jaws and half-runs, half-swims over to Sybil’s curious form!
Left with the proverbial ‘bag’ in your hands, you feel a dust-covered lightbulb flicker to life in your cavernous skull–one that points you back towards the cannon! Sprinting over to your target, you triumphantly slap the <span class="mu-g">GOO ORB</span> onto the gun’s armored shell and snicker–this oughta be interesting!
“Erm, Stanley?” Sybil mutters as she tries and fails to detach the woodland creature from her back, “It’s still there.”
Oh no, she’s <span class="mu-i">RIGHT!</span> <span class="mu-s">AGAIN!</span> Try as you might, the gooey lightshow continues to stick to your hand no matter how many times you slap it against the cannon! You really didn’t think this through!
“Yea, I could see dat’ as da’ title of our memoirs.”
Shut it, Ly! As the flashing on the disks is slowly accompanied by a dull beep, you spot a particularly rough-looking patch of barnacles and rub the goo off on it! You barely feel the last few threads of goop leave your hand before you run off, diving behind both Syb <span class="mu-i">AND</span> the cowardly beast that abandoned you roaring <span class="mu-s">’HIT THE DEEEEEEEECK!</span>’
>CONTD.
