I lie on the ground, peacefully. (for some reason no one has tried to harm me yet) Later on I start to role over eventual comming to the edge of a cliff were I fall to my death. Thanklfully I'm still a piece of steel :D
The next user is hit by a falling piece of steel
I happen to have some matches, so I set the grass on fire, which drives away the lions.
The heat of the fire kills the next user, who is then eaten by the pack of lions after the fire has burned out.
Red with heat, I remain dead as I was never alive. I am eaten, but am scorching hot so the lion spits me back out. On the ground the moisture vaporises around me.
I then shed my steel form and proceed to attack the next player using all means avaibable to me.
The next user is thrown onto the cold ashes.
It was a tiny fridge.
The next user it hit with a baking hot nuclear fridge bomb.