>>5848748>>5848749>>5848750>>5848751>>5848765You bound from tumbling bottles to a sliding screen door, then spot the perfect weapon, two hundred pounds of beaten up refrigerator. You just need to give it a little pop into the air! You throw yourself into the path of the appliance and give it a mighty heave!
By which you mean the refrigerator clobbers you, then flips both you and it into the air. You cling to the fridge door as it spins wildly, then it slams into the crab, its wild beeping and flashing eye joining the chaos. There's a tumble of dirt, metal, crab, and you, then everything slams to a halt, with you, the crab, and an ancient tv dinner all tumbled together inside the fridge.
“Battlefield Scavenger Unit 31415926 Warranty is voided.” A pleasant female voice emits from the crab briefly before its eyelight flicks off. A bit of salisbury steak drips onto it then you engulf the entire thing. Digesting robot crab is an interesting experience to be sure.
Bits of rubber and casing give away first, followed by rusted outer bits. Legs, the eye, and internals all come loose as your acid works furiously to reduce the softest parts of the crab to food, then you make a pleasant surprise! There's actually fleshy meat under the carapace! You greedily devour it and turn your attention to the rest of the device... creature?
Battery, circuitry, laser weapon, it all nestles into your gut and sizzles away, along with the remains of the sword. You nestle into the fridge and sleep on your meal. Then you dream...
> Of stabbing your spike into machines and controlling them!> Of launching blasts of energy!> Of shiny metallic skin and eating all the metal you want! 