[h1][color=firebrick]Gerald Pithers[/color][/h1]
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Absolutely crazy.

Gerald still couldn't properly nudge himself, but at least he was beginning to find his parts. All he could see besides the piece pressed to his nasal area was gore, ash, and smoke. He could somehow [i]feel[/i] his neck bone, even jostle it a but, but getting it reconnected to his skull would need some assistance from another party.

"RICHARDS!" He called out, "OI FOUND ME NECK BONE! BUT OI REQOIAH SOME 'ELP WITH MAH REASSEMBLY."

He wasn't getting any immediate responses.

"RICHARDS?" He shouted again. "AH, C'MON, BIT A FOIYAH'S NOT ENOUGH TO WRASSLE YA BOTH DOWN! RICHARDS? RICHARDS!"

Wasn't looking good.

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