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Some of the hostages with lighter injuries gather round as you step up to the proverbial ‘plate’. Making sure the straps are fitted tightly around your shoulders, you scour the apocalyptic boulevard for suitable ammo–something tough and not too heavy oughta’ do the trick!
“Guess dat’ leaves <span class="mu-i">us</span> out.”
Shut the hell up, Ly, it’s <span class="mu-i">your</span> body too! Shrugging off the dig, you find your answer in the form of an <span class="mu-g">OLD TIRE–</span>that oughta’ do ‘er!
Flicking the <span class="mu-g">ON</span> switch, a devious grin forms on your face as you feel the <span class="mu-g">BACKUUM</span> roar to life! Aiming its business-end at your ammo, you give your fellow competitors a cheeky smirk as the tire attaches itself to the end of the nozzle with a satisfying ‘<span class="mu-i">THOK!</span>’ Watch and learn, kids!
“Watching!” Screams Sandy from the crowd of onlookers! A lesser <span class="mu-b">ESC</span> would be nervous from all the attention, but not you–sending a wink to your growing audience, you aim for the center of the billboard and deftly switch the device to <span class="mu-g">BLOW!</span>
Like a circular slice of bread launching out of a toaster, the tire sails through the air amidst a chorus of ‘<span class="mu-i">ooh</span>’s and <span class="mu-i">aah</span>’s before smacking against your target with a dull ‘<span class="mu-i">THUNK!</span>’ Biting your lip in anticipation, your enthusiasm drains from your face as the billboard shakes for a solid minute before eventually returning to its original position!
“Solid hit!” Eddie remarks as you stare daggers into your target!
“Solid billboard, too.” Tucker adds, clearly impressed. “Funny, given what it’s advertising.”
“Hey, we all knew this was gonna be some… <span class="mu-i">STIFF</span> COMPETITION! Hah!” Talbot roars as he nudges Art in the ribs! As the Rent-A-Cop stumbles, you’re roused from your post-shot blues by a pair of tiny claws digging into your leg–glancing downwards, you’re met with the face of the most determined raccoon you’ve ever seen!
“Guess she wants her turn, huh?” Mitzi asks as she raises an eyebrow your way. Y-yea, you mutter, but that was uh… that was just the <span class="mu-i">test</span> shot! Y-your <span class="mu-i">REAL</span> turn starts now!
Your sudden declaration is met by a round of withering glares.
H-ha ha… S-second time’s the charm!
>CONTD.
