TYPE M2-TB2 ENCOUNTER (Fear & Hunger 2: Termina OST - Desperation)
https://youtu.be/SJ_9DfTrbQUDan, growing even more frustrated by the ever escalating scenario, opens his cooler and starts hurling bottles as fast as possible at the monster. It works about as well as you expect against a 9 foot wall of muscle. "Snrrff?"
<span class="mu-b">You taste the slight confusion and mild indignation in the air from the indignity of getting glassed at range. Hell, even Mr. Foster has enough time to shoot Dan a confused look.</span>
<THROW HARDER, YOU FUCKING SHITTER!> You encourage your brother to not fuck this up.
"I'M TRYING!"
<TRY HARDER THEN!> Dan grabs another bottle. Feeling its weight in his hand, he pauses to aim it so he'll do some proper damage and throws! It sails through the air in a graceful arc and nails the freak directly in the face! The Beefwood thing snarls as it recoils from the direct hit, clutching at its face for a moment.
Spotting an opportunity, you follow suit and throw the dice in its face just as it turns to face you both and opens its maw of horrible teeth opens to roar a challenge!
"URK!" <span class="mu-g">Hole in one!</span> The abomination claws at its throat and throws its head back and forth in a deranged attempt to dislodge the obstruction in its throat.
The horrible choking noises it's making are incredibly loud, so you follow up and blast her the remnants of her ruined mind with a low pulse of Psychic energy...
>GARCIAN USES CONFUSION!The thing spasms horribly, choking and twitching and staggering back from the super effective move. "Hhkkh! HHKKH!!!" Now with the target properly discombobulated, <span class="mu-g">your employers seize the opportunity to aim and fire.</span>
The first panicked shot goes wide, hardly grazing its head. "Sod that!" Mr. Foster corrects his shot, lowers the gun, and fires away with impunity, blowing holes into her center of mass with his double-barrel shotgun.
>MR. ROSTER USES FLAMETHROWER! Mr. Roster breathes deep, his chest puffing up, and lays down another line of flames, engulfing the massive figure in fire! The animal screeching and smell of cooking flesh is horrific! The fires rise and flare brightly, preventing everyone from seeing hardly anything.
For a moment, everyone stops to reload and assess the situation. Then, you can make out the slightest bit of movement—!
"Get back!" Mr. Foster screams, but it's too late!
