War Hippy F.R.O.G.
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 You're fighting a War Hippy F.R.O.G.This is a member of the famously stinky Gaia's Armpit unit of the Hippy Army (An Army of One Love). In particular, this one is from the F.R.O.G. division, which stands for Fairly Rotten Oral hyGiene. These commandos undergo intense training in eating raw garlic and onions, going days without brushing their teeth, and taking extra-long naps for super-nasty morning breath. A green fog surrounds this guy as he steps up to yawn at you.
Hit Message(s):
He sneezes on you. It's both stinky and highly unsanitary. Ugh! Argh! Ugh! Oof! Ugh! Eek! (stench damage)
He stuffs a clove of garlic in your mouth. Even though you're not a vampire, it burns. Ooh! Oof! Ugh! Ugh! Ooh! (stench damage)
He sighs loudly in your direction. Plants wilt all around you, and your soul dies a little. Ooh! Ugh! Eek! Eek! Ow! (stench damage)
He gives up huffing and puffing at you and just whips you with his dreadlocks. You're not sure they smell any better than his mouth, though. Ugh! Eek! Oof! Oof! Ow! Ugh!
Critical Hit Message:
He produces a raw bulb of garlic, takes a big bite out of it, then delivers the entire Gettysburg Address in one belch. You're dizzy by "conceived in liberty..." Oof! Argh! Ugh! Argh! Ow! (stench damage)
Miss Message(s):
He tries to sneeze on you, but you say "Gesundheit!" from a safe distance.
He tries to stuff some garlic in your mouth, but you keep your lips zipped.
He exhales in your direction, but you hold your breath until the cloud passes.
He tries to whip you with his dreadlocks, but catches a whiff of his own breath and passes out.
Fumble Message:
He pulls out a clove of garlic and eats it in one bite. It turns out, though, that some practical joker in the infantry replaced the garlic with peppermint gum. He recoils in horror and spits it out.
Occurs at The Battlefield (Frat Warrior Fatigues).
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