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The Fight

ClannfearRock

on April 13, 2019

The eyes of our heroes were looking upon their certain doom, if they did not react quickly. Instinctively, the Colonel,seizing upon his weapon, executed a perfect body roll, coming to his feet about twelve feet behind the beast, opened up with his thunderbolt greaseslapper, distracting the beast with a coating of lava hot chicken grease, upon the backside of the beast, the temperature of which, is not to be grasped! Allowing for the deadly creature to be distracted just long enough to give Hedgedude the moment to raise his 870 pump action twelve gauge, using double .00, of course. The blast of which upon the face of the beast, immediately put out one of the creatures eyes, along with half it's face, for 12 gauge is powerful medicine. Upon seeing this, Man Monster and Hotpants draw their swords on the reeling beast, stunned by the fury of the A-Teams attack, and bury them deep into the beast, on his physical weak points. Man Monster, straight through it's throat, severing the carotid artery, a huge gaping wound which bled forth profusely. Hotpants, simultaneous hamstring and groin attack, did much to allay the beast's potency. Not to mention the fifth and sixth degree burns on it's backside, inflicted by the indomitable Colonel. It is safe to say that in mere moments, the team went from fear in their throats to vaunting over the massive corpse, of a certain enemy. When the struggle was over, the team refreshed themselves with a sip or two of their rationed water, and decided that they have done enough for the day, and set up camp for the night. It was about this time, that Hedgedude, wishing to commemorate the struggle, took the two canine teeth from the beast, and fashioned them into a necklace, which he wore as a trophy of his victory. And not wishing to waste the rest, he proceeded to build a large fire. Enjoy your night of rest, A-Team. You've earned it. But you do not know that you have made your camp dangerously near the gully hollow of the Johns. And the great fire which Hedgedude built, just might attract unwanted attention. Haven't our heroes suffered enough? What more could be thrown at them? Will they make it through the night? Or will hunger overtake them…? Join us again, next time! In the way of the doomed, the dark hole of despair…The great, pink perplexity that is, the 'HULA HOOP VOID'!?