Rolled 89 (1d100)
>>5681727>>5681720>>5681701As J frantically attaches cores to her arm which in turncoat themselves in wyrm-tek, Fizz grubbles around a bit on J's heart and for a moment gets a back-up generator to run.
[no longer 3 turns until death]
[now: 2 turns until unconsciousness]
Somehow, the tail-arm of the wyrm has completely fused to the stump of her arm and electro whip. It's there, it's wild, and it's strong as hell. [+20 to punching] J knows this next hit will count. One roll. punching he wyrm in the ass
