A challenger has appered!

[barfasaurus.livejournal.com]

[Hello badficians~ Perhaps on your journey through the forests you come across this cute little guy. Isn't he just adorable? Listen to him make that precious little cooing noise! Oh look, he's approaching you! Perhaps he smells that sandwich in your pocket? Maybe he wants to play fetch?]



((This little guy packs more punch then you would think- namely his poison puke. I'll leave it open where your character gets spat on, but note it's going to burn and become numbing.))

Comments

I'm such a dick to this guy..

[britbitchsnark.livejournal.com]

[So guess who's desperately making his way towards the boats. He's armed with a kitchen knife strapped to his leg and a tranquiliser gun. Yeah bitch be prepared.

Shaun hears the rustling and just keeps walking. Get off the roof, get off the roof, get off the roof]

Tis a beautiful thing~

[barfasaurus.livejournal.com]

[Oh hello Mr. Delightfully squishy! My name is drunken sailor and you are now my baby seal!

But let's play a game! It's called be cute to get pettings THEN STEAL OFF ALL YOUR FINGERS!]

Indeeeeed~

[britbitchsnark.livejournal.com]

[No. Shaun isn't falling for that! He's a bastard coated bastard with an extra helping of bastard when it comes to these things. So he just keeps on walking hoisting the gun closer to him as he walks.]

Bugger off you little pissant. Go on, shoo!

[barfasaurus.livejournal.com]

[So mean Shaun! THAT MEANS IT'S TIME TO TAKE PETTING BY FORCE! NECKFRILL ANYONE?!]

[britbitchsnark.livejournal.com]

[Shaun's eyes widen as he suddenly takes to a rather flail-erific run. Of course in his state of panic he's forgotten he's armed with enough tranquilisers to get the T-Rex higher than a kite.]

Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.

Bugger off god damnnit!