TorrentHKU [3]
> Now, this. Assist Harzipan.
ATATATATATATATATATATA - WAH TAAAAAAAAAAAH!
It's so fun punching the ♥♥♥♥ out of a helpless guy lying on the floor. Especially when they're only trying to get away from their attacker.
It's even more fun when you are their attacker.
Sadly this was not one of those times, you merely assisted.

Harzipan [5]
KEEP KILLING. AIM FOR LEGS.
You hammer away at his legs after a guy pops out of nowhere and smashes the guy's face into the floor, eventually stepping on his leg for leverage so you can...
*CRACK*
There we go.

Izen [5]
>RUN
The world is a formless blur after being beat senseless, but you attempt to slowly crawl forward; well, until your leg is broken by that guy you tackled.
The world is too cruel.
Izen: "Rosebud."
Rest in peace, buddy.

Izen
7 Rolls

Feel free to reapply.

Harzipan [4]
LOOOOOOOOOT! And willfully give up pants as reward to mysterious person.
Wooo! He has a gun!
That's what you wish were the case.
He's completely empty.
Oh well, you split the loot with your ally in the fight against the tackling punk, even giving him your pants as an offering of good will.

TorrentHKU [6]
> Claim his pants. Claim them as mine. Claim Harzipan's pants as well. All of the pants.
Somehow, you seem to have acquired pants. All of the pants.
They're kinda heavy.
Luckily they fit into a single slot in your magical inventory.
Wait, you have an inventory? Where did you put that thing.

Izen [4]
>Viking funeral
You dream in the ghost world that you had a viking funeral. It's nice.
Only, you don't have pants? You aren't sure how that happened.
You decide to let it go.
Hey, you think you can see reality from here.
Funny, they aren't wearing any pants either.
You wonder, could you manage to manipulate reality?
Probably not. You're just a ghost after all!
Not that it isn't worth a try.

Adriaan [1]
Wake the fudge up. Ain't no sleeping after you get your sweet pair of sunglasses kicked in by some karate kicking scoundrel. Plot revenge.
Ssssh! You're busy watching a movie.
The main character is a badass action hero, and he wears sunglasses. It's great.

Asklar [3]
> Stop being the derp dude. Find the exit. Seriously.
In the blink of an eye, you've gained a bit more coherence.
And you know what?
You're tired of being kicked around.
The crew is sad to see you go, but you draw a door on the ship and walk through.
Sitting up, you spy around you a pantsless guy, a dead guy, and unconscious guy, and another, rather bloody, dead guy. Oh, and a guy drowning in pants.
You may be a little more focused on the situation at hand, but things make about as much sense as they did a minute ago.

> Harzipan: Be the Gurren to my Lagann.
Then, make this ♥♥♥♥ happen.
EDIT:

Just to clarify.