I finally made it to where everybody else was, however, before I could catch my breath, Miles shouted "Guys, get out of the way!" I then notice the graveler rolling towards the group. I made sure that I was in front of everyone, mainly through pushing and shoving, and unfortunately, the rolling boulder of doom was closer than I thought it'd be. It was probably too late to say something along the lines of 'don't worry, I've got this one!' or 'keep going, I'll stall him!', and for a moment, I remembered that I was probably part fire... this thing was using rollout... and I didn't have such great defenses. I closed my eyes, and just sort of thought about not getting hurt, about this move just somehow not doing anything, and then... it happened. I don't quite know what happened, but somehow, that attack hit, but didn't do anything. The graveler started swearing up a storm, saying things about various people, including my mother, which didn't really effect me too much, given that 'yo mamma' jokes are too old to be taken seriously at this point, but then... "F***ing h***! I just HAD to get stopped, and by what? Some retardedly colored Barney, or some sort of rejected yoshi!? Yeah, I mean look at this thing, who colored you? A rip-off pinata factory?" He kept going on about it, laughing every now and then, and I tried to keep my cool, but after a while, my thoughts started getting a little cloudy, eventually turning into sheer rage. I kinda blacked out, in the sense that I had no memory of what happened, other than me getting angry, attacking him several times, him running off, apparently scared, and last but not least, me not letting him run off, saying "Where are you going? I'm not finished yet!" After that bout, I found myself in the back of some huge truck, about as tired as was inhumanly possible. [i]What the heck happened...?[/i] I ask myself as I look over towards the others who I (presumably) didn't attack during my fit of rage.