The Castley Bois swarm the GGE guy, successfully stealing his gun, though failing to kill him.
They climb up the stairs behind the Danes.
The GGE guy picks up a Danish gun
And shoots a Dane.
The kill is good.
The remaining Dane makes it to the top of the stairs.
He hurls the two bricks, taking out both Roger-Rogers.
He grabs the two guns and advances toward the butt.
The Broot picks himself up and gathers some bricks. "Dum bloo gitz, pushin us around..."
He meets up with his Broo at the staircase. They now have a Danish gun and another brick. They prepare reactions.
The Darkstorm guys swarm the GGE guy.
After enduring several lynchings, he finally falls.
The third Darkstorm guy grabs the Danish pistol. "DAT'S AN ACT OF AGGRESSHUN AGIN THE GREAT BROOTAL NATSHUN!"
An intense shootout occurs.
Unfortunately, no one is injured.
The Lucharskoan fires his grenade launcher at the Darkstorm guys. Surely, you can't critfail twice?
You can.
The third guy picks up the gun to shoot a regular blast at the Darkstorm guys, but the gun jams.
Must be defective.
He throws it away.
It smashes a Trattorian drone.
And then explodes.
The Luchardskoan picks up two bricks and walks toward the steps.
The Phalek attempts to pick up the butt-torch.
Whoa!
Whoaaaaa! The torch proves difficult to wield, so the other phalek attempts to help.
The Trattorian with a hat seizes the opportunity and smashes his head in.
Then they, too, make for the stairs.
The IM guys try to tear apart another dude, but apparently this one takes his Kalcium.
And he's a master of Butt-Fu! Kicking the head clean off of an IM guy.
The Space Pirates grab weapons.
They head through the portal.
And appear on the left side!
The Rhamphonauts join the queue at the staircase.
The C500 guys also start moving toward the stairs, though not as fast.
The Shitgoat tries to kill an Assyrian but fails the damage.
"Got a problem, friend?"
Whoops, almost forgot these guys!
The pirate joins his pals. (for reference, he is wielding the DSM's gun earned in turn one.)
The other Shitgoat goes for a kill...
"Oh! Foul! Foul! Give those Assyrians a yellow card for kicking my shins!"
The Assyrians ignore the Shitgoats and return through the portal.
Don't forget the shark!
They return to the right side of the map.
One Galacian begins rearranging butts while the other collects a red brick.
Now TWO butts are in position, and another staircase has activated.
The other Galacian winds up to hurl his brick.
"Cyka Blyat!"
The Space Finns go shopping while one lifts the butts from the butt torch.
They now have a serious fortification.
A Space Austrian approaches the fuse box, but even sprinting can't really get there.
The other Austrian shoots at a Brittannian.
Another successful kill!
The Parrot People add another brick to their separator ray, bringing it up to 4". Almost average sized!
The beam weapon is devastating in their ugly talon-like hands.
The M-Thronians drop all the crap they were carrying.
And loot the Austrian. "Look I know we're supposed to be allies and this looks pretty bad, but it's for the Greater Good. You can trust us, because the GM is playing us."
The third M-Thronian tries to kill a Parrot Person, but fails.
Then he gets a brick to the face from a Brittannian.
The Brittannian reels in awe of the power of M-Thronian armor.
He moves on.
The Child of Dew pulls out his secret weapon - a six-pack of dewskis.
"Dewskis?"
They sit down in a circle to enjoy their antifreeze-based beverages.
Wet England is displeased and jealous.
"Look at that. One more dewski, and no one invites MEEE to the party!"
"Well, I'm going to do something about it. Since the Butt can make bricks into weapons, I should be able to make those dewskis into bombs and blow those losers up!"
Instead of bombs, they become huge guns!
"Well, at least I got a dewski out of it."
"Oh, F--"
The RARCom guy tries to use his new minigun but struggles.
Same with the NSSR's flamethrower.
The Pole, however, successfully gets his rocket off.
The explosion is devastating.
The other Pole unleashes a heavy barrage from his minigun.
It tears up the first two DSM's but runs out of ammo before reaching the third.
The DSM rushes to get a roger-roger gun.
Whirling around, he shoots at the Pole. But his aim is poor.
Wortborgle glowers in the bin of many things.
The Negatrons attempt to shoot the butts out of the fuse box.
The booty is too thicc!
THE BUTTNOMIKON SPEAKS
"Feelings of geometry enlighten your soul."
"Also, I forgot who killed who, so I'm just going to make all the bricks up here into guns."
There are some respawns.
Overwatch
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