>>5329576“<span class="mu-s">SHIT.</span>” Grumbles Art as he and Syb emerge from below deck with their weapons drawn, “<span class="mu-s">SHIT!</span>”
“What is it??” Tucker asks as he, Mitzi, and the rest of the film students hurry downstairs!
Regrouping on the side of the yacht, you and the others peer out towards the docks with weapons drawn and ready to fire! Sensing your presence, the howling reverberates across the harbor and shakes you to your core!
“Look!” Eddie shouts as he points his <span class="mu-g">REVOLVER</span> off into the distance! Following his gun, you barely manage to make out a shoulder bone in the flickering torches on shore!
“<span class="mu-r">SKELETONS…</span>” Sybil whispers as you see hundreds of glowing red eyes staring back at you, “Lots.”
Animals: each skeleton a hodgepodge of different bones and pieces just like the guys you met at <span class="mu-g">GOOD BOY.</span> As your vessel draws closer, some of them growl. Some hiss. Others aim their weapons your way–a collection of long arms and heavy weapons more diverse than their skeletal makeups!
“What’s the plan?” Art asks from your side as Talbot, Mitz, Gus, and even Denise show up–the latter barely able to hold the <span class="mu-g">HOMING STAFF</span> cradled in her arms!
Before you can answer, a familiar and <span class="mu-i">very</span> angry voice rises above the rest of the pack:
https://youtu.be/JHQa1SA3EtI“<span class="mu-s">STANLEY, YOU COWAAAAARD! I ‘GOB’ YOU THIS TIME!</span>”
Oh <span class="mu-i">shit</span>, you mutter as the horde makes way for a skeleton with a dented turkey skull, it’s <span class="mu-s">HIM!</span>
“<span class="mu-s">YOU KILLED MY BROTHER!</span>” The turkey roars as he fires a <span class="mu-r">CHAINGUN</span> into the air with one claw, “<span class="mu-s">YOU KILLED MY FRIENDS!</span>” He fires again, “<span class="mu-s">BUT NOW… YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS… ARE ‘PLUCKED!’ NOW FACE MEEEEEE!</span>”
<span class="mu-r">TORY THE TORRIBLE…</span> You thought he was dead!
With those words, the dock ignites revealing a massive, burning circle bordered in flames–no doubt meant to be an arena!
What do!?
>COMPLY! ENTER THE ARENA!>HAVE ONE OF YOUR PALS DEAL WITH THIS! (WHO?)>YOU’RE ON A BOAT–JUST KEEP SAILING FURTHER DOWN!>OPEN FIRE! SO WHAT IF THERE’S A BUNCH OF ‘EM? THEY’RE IDIOTS!>TALK TO TORY!>WRITE-IN! 