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Totally missing the point...
Posted byPosted: Jan 22, 2015, 7:46am
Jay put the KPK down on a roulette table, and cracked the seal. "I hope this doesn't actually kill him." he said, but whatever was in here was the only chance they had to stop his Satanic rampage.
"As long as it doesn't involve vigorous leg movements, i'll help." Jamie said, doing everything he could to not look back at Cass. He'd felt enough through the psychic link to know exactly the pain she was going through, and if she was still concious, she'd be cursing male anatomy for at least a week.
Jay opened it.
"Coffee?" He said quizically, as he pulled a large jar of coffee from the box. It looked really thick, and even through the hermetically sealed jar, everyone could smell the telltale whiff of really strong coffee.
"Ahh, it's to sober him up." Jamie said, making use of his first moment of clear thoughts in weeks. He reached into the box, and pulled off a foam cover, to reveal a large syringe.
"Hah. White Wolf wants to inject him with the strongest coffee in the galaxy." Jay laughed.
White Wolf crashed into a slot machine moments later, having been hurled by the Satanic Phil. He got back to his feet slowly. "Strongest in 17 dimensions, actually." He said, and shook his head to regain some sense.
"Ok," Jay said, "distract him some more and I'll inject him."
So, Jay and White Wolf faced down the mighty Dephil (see what I did there?). Satan swiped a fist at the giant hamster, who did what he could to avoid being mauled, and Jay ducked off to the other side, and stabbed with the syringe.
He started pushing on the plunger...
"You're like mosquitos!" Dephil roared, and spun to smack Jay across the face, sending him flying across the room. The syringe was still in his hands when he landed, but the needle was no longer attached.
"Smeg!" Jamie exclaimed, seeing what had happened. "The needle is still in Phil's side!"
"What do we do now?!" Jay asked as he gingerly got to his feet.
"Artie!" Jamie called back towards the triage area. "Artie!" he called again. "Do you have your syringe gun?"
<Tag. Artie, do you still have it?... Only tagged those directly mentioned...>