[center][h3] Michael [/h3]
Level 2- (1/20) EXP
Location: Ancient Gardens ---> Scrapyard
Wordcount: 794 [/center]
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He almost felt bad for the rabbit creatures. [i]Almost.[/i]

Against a human target, a .50 caliber round is overkill. Thus, Michael wasn't surprised at the effect that the round had on his target. The creature had essentially ceased to exist, while the rest of the group broke out into screams and ran towards the Scrapyard. When another creature grabbed the dropped hat holding Kirby, he attempted to line up a shot, but was interrupted as what sounded like a gun went off behind him. 

He turned around, seeing that the large man from earlier had woken up and was understandably confused and agitated. Before he could bring his rifle to bear on him, Bowser began to explain the situation to him, and Michael relaxed somewhat. As Tora began to speak to the man, he turned back towards the distance, and saw that the rabbids from earlier had left his sight. Frowning, he stood up, glancing back at the large man. [color=00aeef]"Well, I'm gonna go ahead and rescue our friend out there."[/color] He pointed in the direction of the Scrapyard. [color=00aeef]"This all probably makes no sense to you, and trust me, I don't get it either, but we're the only people you're gonna find around here that aren't brainwashed, so...yeah."[/color] With a shrug, he walked off towards the Scrapyard, joining the rest of the group.
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He was able to catch up with everyone quickly, and the walk to their destination was mostly uneventful. Throughout the way, he could spot signs of battle: bullet holes and scorch marks, and eventually, the wrecks of the robots that Blazermate had warned them about. He would have spent more time studying them if they didn't have a certain pink puffball to save, but they had to keep moving. 

Soon enough, he crested the final hill, and looked over the Scrapyard. The place looked like a dumping ground for all sorts of random machinery, and from the looks of it, used to be a race track at some point. The two factions were quite easy to tell apart, and he took a moment to crouch down, scanning the battlefield with his rifle's scope. There were two distinct styles of robot, but they both used guns, and were working together. He took note of the different types of rabbids, as this was the first time he had seen them in an actual fight. Their weapons, while not conventional firearms like the robots, seemed to be quite effective on their own. As he scanned the area, he took note of a group of rabbids that seemed to be caught in an ambush- and then, the hat that one of them was wearing. 

[color=00aeef]"Well, I found our pink friend, and he's stuck in the fighting over there."[/color] He pointed to the right of the battlefield, where the ambush was taking place. As the Centurion approached the area and began speaking, Michael turned in his direction. Past him, he noticed the castle in the distance, and what looked like a man and two turrets guarding it. He would likely be annoying to deal with, but they had more pressing matters to tend to before they could march on the castle. Looking back at the Centurion, he nodded as he spoke. [color=00aeef]"He's right- they're fighting now, so we might as well take advantage of that."[/color] Looking back at the ambush, he raised his rifle, surveying the scene with his scope. He took note of the supporter, who seemed to be healing his team. A plan started to form in Michael's head, and he turned to face the group.

[color=00aeef]"Alright, first things first, we need to rescue Kirby before we can move on. My plan's pretty simple- I'll take out the rabbit people's medic, and then the rest of you will go down and get Kirby while they're being attacked by the bots. We'll try to let them kill each other as much as possible. I'll provide sniper support from up here, and once we get Kirby back, we pull out."[/color]

Aiming his rifle, he quickly lined up the supporter in his crosshairs. [color=00aeef]"Unless any of you have a better idea, of course."[/color] He kept his rifle aimed, but didn't fire yet, waiting for anyone else to speak up. Personally, he thought his plan was pretty good, but Bowser was the group's self-proclaimed ruler, so he'd wait until he got the go-ahead from him before going through with the plan. He didn't want to get on the Koopa King's bad side- and besides, he wanted to wait until everyone was present before he moved ahead with his plan. This gave everyone else a moment to voice their opinions, and for the rest of the group to catch up and reach the Scrapyard, if they hadn't already.