Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27101994-20151231160030/@comment-26826553-20160101055845

(fighting weasels)

Terminator: *enraged* THAT'S IT!!!

(The Terminator walks like a boss through the pack of weasels, with the little furballs getting roasted 6 inches from him, because he is generating a hell lot of heat. CitroCop does the same (albeit with an E-field instead), Jack rolls down & crushes the weasels, while Superbean blasts a whole lot of them down. Frozone simply fires (& regenerates) his fan leaf-blades (a la Nightshade) at a fast rate, shredding many weasels into tufts of fur & bones)

MB3: There are too many of them! (continues pounding sound waves)

Gildia: Uh-oh! Ah! (jumps on MB3, panicking as a weasel snaps at her hair)

Vincent: Aaaah! (runs from a bunch of hungry weasels, past Violet, who cries & showers the weasels in tears, shrinking them to oblivion)

(suddenly)

Anneberg: Everybody stop! (weasels freeze, but so does every other kid)

Terminator: (thaws the kids one by one) Nice job, Annie. I mean it.

Marielle: F-f-f-freezing...*teeth chattering, she hugs her husband to get warm*

Anneberg: Sorry, Violet.

Vincent: I-I-I-It's o-o-okay...*teeth chatters, eyes partly frozen due to her tears, also hugs the Terminator*

Gildia: A-a-at least th-the weasels a-are gone...*chatter*

MB3: St-t-t-till c-c-c-cold...*chatter*

Frozone: Only one thing to do now...(sends a strong gust of wind & blows the lightweight weasels away, most of them shattering against the ground, rocks, or trees)

Terminator: Hasta La Vista, pipsqueaks...Now, let's get up the mountain & find out where Hellway's a** is...

Marielle: Whoa, honey, wait! These kids won't make it up there without passing out, & not all of us can fly...

Terminator: Hmmm...

(minutes later, the Botanical expendables are pulling a sled uphill, with Marielle & the kids on it)