"More guns? Do you know where they all are?" Scar asked her new friend.
"Not per'say, but their out there."
Through the window that had previously been 'the arm's' kill hole she could see six blobs of flesh lounging on the battlefield. Assuming they each were previous players and not somehow fused together, there would be a gun close by them. Unless it was buried underneath its former wielded.
Scar had the 'mouth' scout the area, ether happy to help her or to be further transformed by other players for fun. Once the coast was clear Scar came out and the two began to search.
The down side to scavenging guns after a fight, it turned out, was that you had know idea which gun did what? Only a vage idea of possibilitys. Some blobs sported extra legs, like the 'mouth', others were so inflated with fat the transformation was impossible to see. She did see a few extra bits that managed to stick out however:
A large engorged nipple rested utop one misshapen heap of parts. Judging from its uneven shape it wasn't conjoined to a breast, just a brown erect nipple thrown into the mess.
Another blob rested on a throbbing horse cock the size of a punching bag, though it seemed to lack any visable ballsack.
One pile it seemed was just breasts, in perfect pairs. That was to say that of every one had a matching 'twin ect too it. Although all their nipples were of the same size despite the breast's size.
Other bits an bobs littered the masses: ears, patches of hair in crazy colors, a orange striped tiger paw, an elephants trunk with matching tusks. The most peculiar by far was a set of Snail eye stalks that looked to fallow Scar and her friend as they searched for the guns.
The two only managed to find two more guns from the field. Most likely the others were throw when they were dropped or as they believed rested under the 'casualties' or war.
Scar used her 'arm' gun to make two new arms for the guns, this time branching them off her shoulders faceimg backwards. Before arming them with the new guns however she handed the 'eye' gun to one and fired into the nape of her neck. The skin pared adding an eye to her back, she exchanged guns and soon with a few test shots got the hang off shooting behinderself. The sensation of three points of sight was overwhelming though. Every time she turned her vision panned and made her dizzy, but it would help.
"Your turning into more of a monster them me!" Exclaimed the mouth, her singular eye looking up at the eight armed, nine handed Scar.
"I can fix that if you like?" She teases wavering the two new guns playfully. "Still need too see just what these bad boys do!"
"I've been your little 'lab rat' so far..."