>>6329217… Guess they’re crazy, you drone as the Cartel Cruisers gain on you from behind, their seemingly-endless supply of darts ricocheting off the back of your ride! As you exchange a few darts of your own, you notice their shots widen little by little… until eventually you realize they aren’t aiming at you anymore!
“Errr,” Volka stammers as her big yellow eyes lift towards the sound of colossal, clanking machines overhead, “I’m guessing they aren’t just giving up…”
As if on cue, a loud ‘<span class="mu-i">KWAAANG!</span>’ rings out across the way as something <span class="mu-i">SNAPS</span> overhead! What follows is a dull hum as something <span class="mu-i">OOZES</span> onto the road from above–the heat from the discharge hot enough to make your eyes burn even from the safety of the cruiser!
“HELLS!” Obber roars as he skids around the piping-hot perimeter, “They’re tryin’ ta’ cook us!”
Well, you groan as more and more ‘<span class="mu-i">TWANG</span>’s fill the air above you, don’t let them!
>Roll me 1d100-2 (+3 Obber’s Home Turf, +2 Slow Ooze, -7 Goodness Gracious Great Balls of Goop!) to not get globbed! Best of 3! 