Day 27 - the day of red

Day 27-

I was tired of waiting around and sweating my buns off (no pun) for 1.4-1.5 so there was a group at camp phoinx that were going hunting and I decided to tag along for the ride with my beloved combat enblade-1. Team crash we were, consisted of me, crash, sox, spud and concelme (forgive for mispelling his name!) . Anyway we headed east toword scilly. When we headed that direction the radar indicated at least a dozen feffords, conciodes and few others in that direction, all tightly bunched. Crash shot one, then it would take the beastie out of the bunch and into the open. His mistake! We cornored that poor mob and finished him off. Thus, we repeated until the whole radar was dry of red dots. The loot was spread evenly, so we each had about 5 pretty ped worth of loot in our invitory. Kept blasting, slashing, whatever we were doing, sox and spud got wacked by a fefford i belive, but our brave comrades's ghost made it to scilly. We met up short time later, lost spud, then kept moving south east. Didn't know what was in store for us, for i hadn't been down that path before. Went in a flying formation, each person covering the others back with their weapon. Took out a fuxtoral, or whatever the big t-rex thing was, noting from him. Then, we had the run-in with an atrox. Took us by surpise, killed sox, had nearly the rest of us dead but with teamwork we slaughtered that little bugger till there was nothing left. Our reward:

"This creature contained no loot"

Son of a hamster!

Took few minutes while we fap'd ourselves and get sox back. Went hunting for a little bit more, but then the atrox mature came. I was slicing, crash and sox were firing with thier Jesters and other weapons, but crash and sox gave up thier ghost and I was the lone ranger in the group..just me and the atrox. I swoung my sword with all my might, had him down to about 25% health, but then BAM! My bloody sword gave out! So., what does one do with an atrox staring at it with no usalbe weapon! Run like hell! But the MA gods would not have it, I became the third meal of the day. There, i ended my journy and hartheavly pushed esc.

Odd 'sir odd' Bunny