-Oliver is shot in the head by one of the bones-
-...Again-
-Once again, it just kinda sticks into his face and doesn't do anything-
Oliver: Meanie.
-BANG BANG BANGBANGBANGBANGBRAKKABRAKKABRAKKABRAKKA-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."-Lisa nods-
Lisa: Thank you Quartz. That would be pretty helpful.
-The monster is briefly immobilized by Roy's lasso, but quickly manages to wiggle his way out of it-
-Unfortunately, Olliver's shots don't seem to do a whole lot - his boney armor is incredibly tough, and takes the brunt of the force. He charges the group, trying to thwack them with acid laced tentacles-
-Fortunately, the battle has seemingly distracted it from its guarding duty, to an extent-
Roy: *With little free time, he swings out the revolving chamber, ejecting all rounds and and jamming in fresh ones (hollowpoint) in just 3 seconds. Seems like his bullets are on some mix of snowflakes and shurikens
*
-*Seeing Ollie in trouble, he gets bit closer before firing another 6 rounds at the tentacles' bases with well placed aiming.*
edited 15th Jan '18 6:37:07 PM by MrKirb

Quartz: Hm, need some help unloading all of that?
-Ironscales, fully expecting the monster to attack, rolled to the side, barely dodging the projectiles-
Ironscales: Well, alright, fuck you then, let's have it!