Week 4

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Blazing red eyes glow down at him as Tango grins, "Here, we're going to the swamp."

Beans shrugs, "Ok."

"You got a boat?"

"Uhh do i need one?"

"Yeah, it'll make things easier," Tango explains and once they arrive in the swamp Beans spots the box.

"I look death in the eye," He grins.

"This for a lack of a better name is," Tango grins, "Dare to flair, it's a little game."

Beans nods, sounds easy, "It's just this lava?"

"Yep," Impulse grins and he sits down to watch.

Taking a breath Beans hops down into the pit and slowly edges forwards, "Oh it swaps."

Tango grins, "Sure does."

With that he blots forwards jumping around the sweltering lava. As he grabs the boots from the chest the lava start burning his ankles.

Yelping he picks his way out and just as he's about to make it lava drips down onto him.

Poofing into code his eyes fly open, there's a small pile of small gray stones. Raising a hand to his burning hair he frowns, lava is dripping from his head, thankfully solidifying when it hits the ground. As he trudes back towards Dair to Flair he grabs a boat and pauses when he meets the water.

After a moment he hops in and heads to the game for his stuff.

Tango grins as Solidarity, Scott, and Bigbz arrive.

"Jimmy if you're doing this give me your armor," Scott grins nervously.

Taking his armor off Solitary runs though and makes it all the way to the chest before burning up.

Waking up at his base he gasps. His hair is quite literally on fire.

It isn't until a few hours later when all hell breaks loose.

A TNT trap set by Scar around Renchanting, Solidarity Ren and, Skizz are set to disarm the trap. Solidarity gently hops into the hole and a small rock skitters into the stack of minecarts. In a heat beat all three explode.

Ren clamps his hands over his ears as he whimpers from the sudden boom. His skin is soot covered and ashes pool as they flake off from his clothing, an odd familiar voice nags at his mind and he grins.

Skizz wakes up with a start and blinks as he sees the ash and dust covering him. Being red has worked out surprisingly well. He can fill the power.

Solidarity is less lucky and wakes up coughing on the ashes. As he stands he grins, maybe this wont be so bad

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