>>5717901You awaken moments later in a Vitamin C-rich cocoon of pulverized peaches, mulched mangoes, and ground-up grapes! Spitting a whole pineapple out of your mouth, you shake the remaining bits of fruity flair off of your <span class="mu-s">TRENDY TRACKSUIT</span> and stumble to your feet! It’s not the landing you wanted, you remark, but it’ll do!
<span class="mu-s">PHASE 1</span> has, aside from a slight change in landing zones, gone all according to plan! <span class="mu-s">PHASE 2,</span> however, might be a little trickier… surveying the <span class="mu-s">DINING AREA,</span> you don’t see any sign of your old pursuer… you <span class="mu-i">do</span>, however, spot the <span class="mu-s">GARLIC BREAD</span> you brought earlier–you could definitely use a piece of <span class="mu-i">that</span> right about no-
A symphony of shattering glass tears you away from your thoughts just in time to watch <span class="mu-s">THE STALKER</span> crash through the window above you! Stunned beyond the capacity to move or think, all you can do is watch as the jumpsuited jumper lands on the <span class="mu-s">GARLIC BREAD</span> with both of its <span class="mu-s">SIZE: HUGE</span> boots!
The table and its contents explode into an Italian-scented shrapnel bomb as you dart for cover, but you barely have time to register what just happened before you hear those aforementioned boots coming to stomp on <span class="mu-i">YOU!</span>
Scrambling through the slurry of fruit, pizza, and other foods, you break into a sprint as soon as you can! You <span class="mu-i">JUST</span> lost this asshole, damn it!
Making a break for the hill behind the <span class="mu-s">BAR,</span> you’re cut off by another familiar hulking figure–this one wearing a patchy letterman jacket!
“<span class="mu-s">THERE YOU ARE!</span>” Booms Moose as he bulrushes you! Bracing for the pain, you find yourself blinking in confusion as you feel surprisingly gentle hands resting on your shoulders!
“<span class="mu-s">A THOUSAND APOLOGIES, DIESEL… I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT CAME OVER ME–I DON’T KNOW WHAT I WOULD HAVE DONE IF I HAD KILLED YO-</span>”
Pausing mid-explanation, the jock pushes you aside as your pursuer approaches with its machete at its side!
“<span class="mu-s">WHAT ON EARTH IS THIS!?</span>” Asks Moose with growing incredulity in his voice! “<span class="mu-s">STAND BACK, MY FRIEND, I FEAR HE MEANS US HARM!</span>”
He <span class="mu-i">does</span>, you confirm, but <span class="mu-i">HE’S</span> the one that’s gonna feel the pain!
Letting loose with another roar, Moose charges forward to meet his new opponent! As for you, well…
What <span class="mu-i">IS</span> your plan here?
>HEAD BACK TO THE AMPHITHEATER! NOW’S YOUR CHANCE!>TOSS SOME FOOD ONTO THE GROUND AND MAKE IT SLICK–THAT’LL GIVE MOOSE AN EDGE!>WHIP UP SOME PARTY FAVORS AT THE BAR! YOU CAN CHUCK SOMETHING AT THE STALKER!>WRITE-IN! 