>>5325972As the skeleton mages move to a safer area of the lab, your other bomb is skillfully deflected to the side by <span class="mu-r">DEMON STAN’S</span> pitchfork! Leaping and bringing her weapon downwards to stab you, your doppelganger already has another <span class="mu-r">LASER EYE</span> blast ready to go when you dart out of the way! Tucking and rolling away from the death ray, it takes you a moment to realize your friends are waving at you! Yea, <span class="mu-i">hi</span>, guys.
“<span class="mu-i">MOVE!</span>” Art hisses as you realize he’s motioning you <span class="mu-i">away</span> from where you’re standing! Looking down at your side, you see your first goo bomb clinging and blinking at the base of the control booth! Whoops, totally slipped your mind!
Rushing up to you with breakneck speed, <span class="mu-r">DEMON STAN</span> stabs her fork at your head and misses by a few inches! As the tines get stuck in the base of the control booth, you notice a second blinking goo ball–this one stuck on the end of your new pal’s weapon! Grinning at her, you give the demon a swift kick in the tummy before diving out of harm’s way! By the time the demon notices what’s blinking on the end of her pitchfork, it’s already too late. Wide-eyed and confused, the demon’s shock is evident as arcs of electricity surge through her weapon and into her body!
“Hell yea!” Art cheers as Lil’ Stanley rubs her paws together excitedly, “that’s it, Stan!”
As the bomb’s charge freezes her in place, the demon gives you a worried glance as she struggles to let go of her weapon! Bringing it back ever-so-slightly, she manages to get the pitchfork about an eighth of the way outta there before both bombs explode simultaneously!
Even being a safe distance away, you’re still knocked back by the resulting shockwave, and as the dust clears you notice two things:
First: with the control booth out of commission, the <span class="mu-b">PORTAL</span> is rapidly closing.
Second: Out from the debris cloud comes a singed and <span class="mu-i">very</span> torn up mascot arm dragging its master towards you! Coughing up plumes of black bubbles, <span class="mu-r">DEMON STAN</span> slowly approaches you missing her left arm and leg with a look of genuine pain plastered on her face!
“Huh.” Ly remarks as the demon crawls towards you, “Guess she’s gonna be ‘<span class="mu-i">all right</span>’, huh?”
You don’t get it. In any case, watching the black bubbles drift out of her wounds tells you that you’ve got this freak on her last legs… or <span class="mu-i">leg</span>, in this case! HA!
“Yea, I basically made dat’ joke.”
Shut it, Ly, you’re doing the decision thing again.
Speaking of,
How do you deal with this punk anyways?
>LASER EYE! BLOW HER BACK TO WHEREVER SHE CAME FROM!>CARVE HER UP!>STICK HER WITH HER OWN PITCHFORK!>BACKUUM HER ASS AND CHUCK HER INTO THE PORTAL!>YOU’VE STILL GOT SOME SPRAY–MIST HER!>TELL HER TO GO TO HELL, OR WHEVER SHE'S FROM!>WRITE-IN! 