just shoot him
Rolled 7 + 6 = 13 - successYou gain +1 experience points in Sharpshooting.
The Interfectorem gains +1 usage points.
You deal -9 HP to Tingles.
You lose -1 plasma bullets from The Interfectorem.
While you know it really isn't much use, you rather enjoy shooting the bastard in the face. As the plasma bullet breaks into his face, he twitches with image static as his form is damaged.
Though despite the unlucky, small-damaged shot, he still staggers over and reacts to the pain. Interesting.

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no no... i deserved that...Demand an explanation from tingles


: You bastard! You sick, twisted, buffoonish bastard! I trusted you! I left with you! And for what? What Mercy did the great Tingles show me? Huh? None. My village. My whole loving village. My friends. My parents! And for what!? A bird!? A key to a loving bird!? I'm going to shoot you until I run out of bullets and when I do I'm going to reload and continue shooting you until your head looks like the crater you left of my mother!

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oh my... paco's all grown up and learned hhis first words! too bad they're all dirty ones.
: You don't get to make jokes.

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please... paco, hhear me out. i've made some mistakes in my past, i admit that. but there's no reason you and i can't be friends. come on, what do you say? i'll even let you touch my hhat.
: Give me one good reason I shouldn't blow that hat clean off your skull.

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if you hhaven't noticed... i'm a little short on mojo as of late. you wwouldn't hit a guy in glasses, wwould you?
: ...

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oh, right. you probably wwould. i've done some things i'm not proud of kiddo, and i want to make it up to you. listen, i can't give away too much of the third act, but there are about to be some serious repercussions for a certain someone's actions. i wwish i could tell you it all, but i'm not at liberty to say. the good news is, i do know wwhat's going on in the human realm during the cowboys and indians.
: You mean the relative time? I've seen the day-o-sphere these past few weeks. Some crazy stuff is happening up top. None of it is my concern. Right now I'm after the biggest catch of my career, a Tsathoggua. I don't have time for mortal stuff.

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i'm prepared to pay hheavily for a catch of my own. though it's probably bigger than anything you've gone after before.
: What is it? An Eldritch? Leviathan? Don't say it's that human messiah-... what was his name... I've already bagged him. You wouldn't believe the amounts of requests I get for that, pre and post cross. You'd think he'd go down like a regular zombo, but nooo... has to be the 'son of God' and all that.

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none of those. i'm asking for you to hunt down a reaper. direct orders from upstairs.
: A reaper? Oh no. Hell no. Like I'm going to risk my skin over that catch. What could you possibly pay me with that's worth that?

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this... dream staff... thing... it lets you get inside of people's minds. not wworth much in the void, but will fetch a hheafty price in a few hhundred fleshy years. and that's wwith interest.
: Ok... that does sound tempting. A nice long term investment, could probably retire and all that. But I'm afraid I can't abandon this catch. I'm so close to that Eldritch bastard I can almost taste the gold.

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let me hhelp, paco. i may not be star trekking any more, but i still hhave legs and i can still turn things to sofas. plus i hhave the staff.
: I... don't... gah, god damn loansharks. Fine, I need the money and catching this thing alive would be worth my fortune and I probably couldn't do that without you. But here's the deal: you do even one thing out of line, and I find out just how much mojo you've lost, and I'll start with your head, got it?

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i... ok... fair enough, paco. lead the wway...Tingles has joined your party as a non playable member.