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Clashing like two mighty elephant seals, Moose takes the initiative and grabs the stalker’s machete-wielding hand mid-slash! Holding it in place, it buys the jock just enough time to deliver a series of rapid headbutts that could shatter <span class="mu-i">STEEL</span> to his opponent’s cloaked face!
Moose’s forehead meets with something metallic, and while the slasher’s headgear holds firm, the attack doesn’t seem to make its wearer happy!
Grappling amidst the food debris, both fighters struggle to maintain their balance on the slick ground. As you hear the sound of your audience approaching from the theater, an idea comes to mind! Gathering up as much food as you can: spilled potatoes, greasy chicken, pulped fruit, you dare to get closer to the killer and start scattering your slippery payload at his feet!
“<span class="mu-s">STAY BACK, DIESEL!</span>” Groans your ex-opponent as he struggles to wrestle the stalker to the ground, “<span class="mu-s">THIS ONE MEANS BUSINESS!</span>”
As if on cue, your pursuer takes Moose and swings him in your direction like an Olympic Hammer Thrower! Using the slurry at your feet to your advantage, you slide beneath the attack and scoop up a nearby <span class="mu-s">COCONUT!</span> He wants to ruin <span class="mu-i">your</span> night, does he? Well ruin <span class="mu-s">THIS,</span> buddy!
Ducking under Moose as he hangs on for dear life, you slip behind the killer and bring your milk-filled mallet crashing into the back of his head!
A feral growl emanates from under the killer’s hood as it stumbles and loses its grip on Moose! Skidding to a halt on the food-enriched tiles, the jock breaks into a barrel roll and uses the momentum to get back on his feet!
The stalker, on the other hand, turns its attention your way–its rectangular ‘<span class="mu-i">eye</span>’ glowering at you with clear hatred! Brandishing its machete, the killer stomps towards you with murderous intent!
You move to make a hasty retreat, but you step on something slippery–as you feel yourself start to stumble, time slows down as you realize what did you in:
A slice of <span class="mu-i">PINEAPPLE.</span> Of <span class="mu-i">course</span>...
Feeling a massive gloved hand clasp your shoulder, you glance ahead to find the killer preparing to skewer you on his machete! As you watch the cold, blood-stained steel rush towards your gut, it dawns on you that you didn’t get to clear your phone’s browser history before you died! Aw <span class="mu-i">CRAP!</span>
Thankfully that doesn’t turn out to be your last thought–tearing through the air like a High Schooler Harrier, Moose tackles the killer before he can stab you and gets the machete in his side instead! Grappling and sliding across the outdoor dining area like some very confused mud wrestlers, the two fighters topple over the side of the hill and roll like bocce balls into the yawning woods below!
You fall to your knees as the two of them disappear. Pinching your cheek a few times, you barely react when you hear two pairs of dainty heels approach from behind!
“Diesel?”
It’s Mina.
“Come with me.”
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