Help my fellow dinosaur extricate himself from the lobsterman!
((Just assume he got bird crap on something.))
"Damn it all!"
Get unstuck! Stay on deck! Avoid being pooped on.
[4][2]
Dave wiggles and waggles and generally fails rather hopelessly, but just can't manage to get himself free. Luckily Mr.Bird manages to get a good solid hold on him and yanks him free like an Englishman dislodging a sword from a boulder. He tries his best to hold Dave up into the air and shout something about the power of grayskull, but dave's reptilian ass is too massive for his hollow bird bones. He just can't handle that booty.
"Hyneakles, normally I'd be frothing at the mouth to try to kill you but this is so fucking hardcore that I'm going to ignore that. I AM A HUMAN FLAMETHROWER MOTHERFUCKERS now with that said don't fucking shoot me you shit I have to put out this fire."
Put out fire. Don't fall off warbeast. If I'm attacked again, spit some leftover booze on the fish hook thing, light it aflame with my teeth and fight them with a flaming sword! Also do whatever I can to light them on fire if I end up in a fighting scenario. Use my teeth sparks as distractions. Internally lament the fact that I don't have a big badass beard that I could set on fire and look cool with.
((Oh man that's fucking cool as hell.))
[5]
You give the smoldering deck a stern look and the fire goes out.
I somehow missed harry. fuck.
At least in this case it didn't matter. Sorry harry.
((You also missed me, But I was literally doing nothing. I think what happened was that you rolled Hyneakles's little friendly fire, rolled to hit Xan, and then looked down at Xan's action and forgot about the posts in-between.
But that's understandable, friendly fire gets me excited too. 
))
Are there any of those strange fellows still on the ground? If so, hover out of reach of one of them and start talking.
"Hey! do you speak Space-English? Why do you want a great big warbeast anyway?
[2]
You attempt to dislodge yourself from the crook of the branches that are holding you up. You can not.
Dang
Examine self - just how broken am I after that punch and this fall? If not that much, try to stand up.
Well thats the thing, your anatomy is weird. Human, you'd be dead. Very dead, even. But you have an engine instead of guts and those are a little more robust. Do you have a brain? Or are you like a golem where as long as the engine is running you're not dead? Cause you're mangled, but I'm not sure about the fatal nature of the mangling.
"Whoops."
Make sure I'm solidly wedged into this shelter, before reloading John's gun.
You're kneeling with your shoulder against a wall, so you're pretty damn stable. Or, at least you were.
Because in order reload the gun you have to crawl over to johns stuff and dig some bullets out of their box. You get it reloaded, despite the shaking.
There are two enemies currently on the deck, the stag man and the statue. The stag recovers from his disarming and charges Xan with his head down, attempting to impale the would be mage with is antlers.
[5]
Xan, who I'm beginning to suspect may have made some sort of pact with the devil recently, sees the attack coming. He waits until the last instant and then steps to the side while bringing his new weapon down hard. He cleaves the stag man's unnatural head clean off his shoulders in a single fluid movement.
The statue, fresh from punting John off the edge, turns towards the living quarters. He crosses the deck in seconds and kicks the barricade away. He ducks through the doorway and surveys the room. The instant his dull metallic eyes lock on Hyenakles he charges.
[4]
Hyenakles yelps and rolls to the side as a giant metal foot smashes the deck where he was laying a moment ago. He rolls and gets up into a crouch before hurling his deer shank straight at the metal man. It splats right into the statue's face, doing no damage but momentarily disorienting the thing as rotten meat coats its face.
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