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Post by Busterman Zero on Apr 4, 2003 22:57:39 GMT -5
A man comes up to my table. His eyes narrow. "You sitting at my favorite table," he says with a snarl. "Move or else..." I grips a Smith revolver. I kick the table forward and knock him down, then pull out my Dragoon and level it to the man's head. "Get lost," I tell him, "Or I decorate the floor with a new color, 'Hint of Brain." The man gets up and runs out of the bar.
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Post by Blue Barry Jam on Apr 4, 2003 23:05:06 GMT -5
Erik eyes the man who just pulled the gun on that man.
"That's a nice display of how careless you are." He says in the man's direction. "He could have easily either kicked your precous family jewels, or, if he was fast like me, pulled a counter and killed you right there. Of course, a drunk like that fool would have to be a regular geneous to have thought fast enough to counter." Erik walks to the man. "My name is Erik. What's yours?" He puts his hand out to shake.
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Post by Busterman Zero on Apr 4, 2003 23:07:21 GMT -5
"I'm called Azriel," I say with a slight grin. "I knew he would run. That guy was just coward acting tough. Want one on me?"
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Post by Gimdin7 on Apr 4, 2003 23:08:25 GMT -5
*Quell folds his terrible hand, whilst hearing the things going on around him *
-_-;;; <sheesh, nice people.>
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Post by Blue Barry Jam on Apr 4, 2003 23:16:10 GMT -5
"No thanks. I don't drink." The bar goes completely silent. "What? I'm only 18." People resume their things. "I will, however, like a real name. I know you can't be the Azriel. I heard that he died two years ago."
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Post by Busterman Zero on Apr 4, 2003 23:19:59 GMT -5
I laugh. "Died? Hardly," I say with a grin. "I never should of let that one get away..."
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Post by Lunar on Apr 5, 2003 0:33:00 GMT -5
*Dustin, sitting at a bar across the street, is searching the bar with acute senses.*
Bartender "Yo! You want something to drink!?"
*The bartender startled Dustin, and instead of answering he brushes the question off*
Bartender "Heh, funny guy..." and the bartender leaves scratching his head.
*Back on the search, he sees the double doors open.*
Dustin <This is it...>
*The man who walked in is sticking to the back wall. He walks into a darkened corner and stops.*
Dustin <Now!!!>
*Just as the man was pulling out a weapon, Dustin kicks out his stool, draws, and shoots the gun right out of the man's hand.*
Dustin "Move and you're dead!!"
Man (stunned) "I ain't movin, I ain't movin!"
Dustin (turning towards bartender) "Some lowlifes are trying to end your business, be careful you hear!?"
*Out of the corner of his eye, Dustin sees a customer flipping a coin. Due to the light's reflection, he could see the back corner of the bar, where the shooter was. The shooter was reaching for a hidden gun...*
Shooter "Ha! You stupid bastard!"
*Dustin shoots the customer's coin and the bullet ricochets off and into the shooter's head.*
Dustin "Might want to get a bouncer for yourself..."
*After those words, Dustin walks out of the doors to an assembling crowd in the streets.*
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Post by Blue Barry Jam on Apr 5, 2003 12:22:13 GMT -5
"In the newspaper, it said they recovered your..." Erik looks out a window to see a crowd forming. "What the? Better check it out." Erik says as he darts out the door.
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Post by Gimdin7 on Apr 5, 2003 12:23:58 GMT -5
;;; *After hearing the bang from across the street, Quell quits his game and turn over the little money he lost, as he tiptoes to the saloon door and peers out* <Whats with this place? Isn't anyone friendly?>
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Post by Busterman Zero on Apr 5, 2003 14:16:54 GMT -5
I walk up behind Erik and look outside.
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Post by Figgy on Apr 5, 2003 14:25:26 GMT -5
*Jade stops, seeing the crowd form* Jade "What the...?" *He walks up to the crowd, pushing/sneaking his way up to the front to watch what's going on*
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Post by Gimdin7 on Apr 5, 2003 15:10:43 GMT -5
*Quell continues to peer out the saloon doors. He takes out his pocket watch and looks at the time, the looks back up*
<What's go'n on here...>
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Post by Lunar on Apr 5, 2003 15:17:48 GMT -5
*Dustin walks out, his drawn gun still billowing smoke.*
Dustin <Easily excited around here...>
*Dustin, however, doesn't notice he's being followed.*
Man following Dustin "You son of a b*tch! You killed my brother!"
*It was too late to realize that the man was holding a shotgun, currently aimed at Dustin. The crowd scatters just as the man shoots, and chaos insues. Dustin, barely able to roll out of the way, sees the crowd scattering, at least the part of it that didn't get hit by the shell. Dustin ducks under the litttle cover he can get, and begins to reload his gun.*
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Post by Gimdin7 on Apr 5, 2003 15:29:42 GMT -5
*Quell jumps at the shot as he falls on his butt. He grips his blunderbuss in his holster (or what have you) tightly*
< This is gonna get ugly >_< >
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Post by Blue Barry Jam on Apr 5, 2003 15:30:51 GMT -5
Erik runs deeper into the crowd and sees the man that shot the shotgun reloading. Erik begins to pull a gun out, but stops himself when he sees the Sheriff (sp?).
Sheriff: "You 'Adventurers' don't be fightin' here in this peacful town. Take your ruthless killings to another place."
Man with shotgun: "But...he killed my brother!"
Sheriff: "Well then looks like he's got a new life in the prison."
Erik: "Wait! I, uh, hired that man to kill the other man. He didn't pay me so I wanted him killed. Isn't that right?" He winks at the man loading his gun on the ground.
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