[indent][u][b]October 28th, 4:06 PM
Hope Springs, West Virginia[/b][/u][/indent]

They knew It was going to attack when they began setting the forest ablaze. It could barely stand anyone even cutting trees down, much less trying to set the whole damn place on fire! They were ready, and they were all armed with either flamers or shotguns. They were expecting the creature to move on them quickly...

But It had moved with far greater speed than they could ever anticipate.

Before any of them could react, "Doc" Willie and Floyd had gone down, leaving Pa Bufford as the sole remaining member of the Masterson clan with a flamethrower. His eyes flaring in a mixture of startled fear and absolute fury, he aimed the flamer at the plant-bug-monster. Unleashing the stream of napalm at the creature with a roar of his own as gunfire erupted around them, he was infuriated to see the majority of his clan already fleeing in terror.

Firing wildly at the Vine Stalker even as they ran, five out of the remaining seven conscious Mastersons piled into two of the jeeps and began making tracks to escape, having realized they had bitten off way more than they could possibly chew. "Goddamn little yella' shits! I'm gon' tan your hides right proper for this!"

But not all the Mastersons were fleeing. Pa Buford was standing his ground, and so was Bubba Blue!

"Bubba, go on and [i]whump[/i] it's ass!" Buford shouted, continuing to spray a steady stream of fire at the beast as the young man used his oversized hands to grasp onto a sizable boulder and rip it free from the ground with a broad and misshapen grin stretched across his equally malformed face.

Hurling the boulder at the monster a short distance away from him, he wasn't content to leave it at that and began charging at it without fear. "Imma wump you good, ya durn ol' bug man!"

Swinging those big and powerful arms that could effortlessly pulverize a pickup truck at the creature, Bubba Blue screamed with a mad fury.