Reaching for your <span class="mu-s">GARLICY PRIZE,</span> you stumble backwards when something nearly scoops one of your eyes out of its socket! What the <span class="mu-i">HELL?!</span>
“DIESEL!” Sputters Pepper as she points to your attacker, “Y-your <span class="mu-s">WR-</span>”
The ‘<span class="mu-s">WR</span>’ in question wraps around the girl’s throat before she can finish her sentence! Squeezing her windpipe like a boa constrictor, your <span class="mu-s">WRIST WHIP</span> tenses up as your eyes fall upon it…
And then you feel something brush against your mind. A single phrase:
‘<span class="mu-i">Don’t</span>’.
You freeze in place for a moment as you try to determine if you actually heard it or not… but that’s when it hits you:
Who the <span class="mu-s">HELL</span> cares!?
Grabbing the whip with the hand it’s sprouting out of, you wrap the vile appendage around it a few times and <span class="mu-s">ELBOW DROP</span> its ass into the ground!
The tentacle spasms for a moment, but that’s all it takes for Pepper to wrestle free! Though it reaches for her fleeing legs, the girl swiftly grabs a nearby lab gizmo and brings it crashing onto her pursuer!
Down, but not out, the antagonistic appendage spots you moving in to grab it and delivers a series of rapid-fire slaps across your face before tackling you to the ground! Craning your head left and right to weave between its attempts to stab you through the forehead, you manage to wrestle the tentacle out of your face, but it still struggles!
Rolling off of your back, you slam the tendril against the floor a few times before it darts over to the tools you left near the fridge door–specifically the <span class="mu-s">MALLET</span> and <span class="mu-s">SCREWDRIV-</span><span class="mu-i">OOF!</span>
Yea nope, he went for the <span class="mu-s">MALLET!</span> Smacking its rubber head against your <span class="mu-i">own</span> head, the tentacle delivers one big smack to your jaw… or <span class="mu-i">tries</span> to!
A <span class="mu-s">HUNTING KNIFE</span> tumbles through the air and intercepts the <span class="mu-s">MALLET</span> mid-smack, knocking the tool out of your tentacle’s clutches and sticking it to the fridge door!
“What in the <span class="mu-i">HELL’S</span> going on here!?” Growls Chuck as he balances aiming his <span class="mu-s">RIFLE</span> and lending a dazed Raj his shoulder!
You found the <span class="mu-s">CURE</span>, you stammer as the tentacle somehow eludes your grasp again, it’s the <span class="mu-s">GARLI-</span>
Before you can finish, the <span class="mu-s">WRIST WHIP</span> grabs your <span class="mu-s">SCREWDRIVER</span> and brandishes its pointy end in your face! Ungrateful bastard!
https://youtu.be/cWm6mkq6bE4What’s the plan here?!
>GO FOR THE GARLIC–IF YOU EAT IT THIS THING IS TOAST!>TRY TO GET CHUCK OR PEPPER TO TAKE IT BY SURPRISE!>IT’S ATTACHED TO YOU–BEAT IT IN CLOSE QUARTERS!>BLAST IT WITH A GUN!>TRY TO REASON WITH IT!>THE FRIDGE! IT PROBABLY WON’T HURT YOU AS MUCH, RIGHT!?>WRITE-IN! 