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ABS FIESTA REDUX
Qwepir:
--- Quote from: Tayasaurus on November 04, 2016, 01:05:01 AM ---"Nice. I brought some weapons of my own, though none of them are custom made. I do have, however, something particularly rare which you might like."
Tippy unloaded her weapon bag which actually split up into two. In her first bag she kept the broken down rifle, which she planned to throw together during the shooting. The other bag had her various smaller items. She shoved the Imperial Assault Rifle along with a few other "wild-west" weapons aside and pulled out what appeared to be a shotgun.
"This, is the TTT-255 revolving shotgun. It was my father's during his time on the force and was used for breaching primarily. The police stopped buying these after everyone figured out that revolving shotguns weren't all that practical, took them long enough but these things were really loving nice."
Tippy spun the cylinder and the loud clicks sounded off in sweet succession.
"Her name is Melancholy, and her favorite food is 12 gauge slugs. The gunsmith has her modified to be broken down to a shorter sawn off barrel and stock for a "pistol" mode. In that state it's barely legal and 100% awesome. Much like your homemade pistol there, its heavy enough so your wrists don't shatter like glass. Production was short, so they're starting to become more rare with people either losing them overtime or gun laws just making it hard to obtain one. If you wanna have a go, i got plenty of 12 gauge till midnight."
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: Nice. What stuffty province do you live in that's passing laws to restrict people from owning something like that?
Pansar takes the magazine out of his pistol and starts loading it with rounds from the ammo box.
Tayasaurus:
--- Quote from: Qwepir on November 04, 2016, 02:35:43 PM ---: Nice. What stuffty province do you live in that's passing laws to restrict people from owning something like that?
Pansar takes the magazine out of his pistol and starts loading it with rounds from the ammo box.
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Tippy wrinkled her nose
"The beautiful province of Mariposa."
Mr. Hurricane:
Jaakko breaks the silence.
"The dogs are going to be living with my mother as long as we're on the airship. First though, I was planning on going to Mercana for a week,"
Badger:
Walter lays quietly in the woods with his bolt action rifle resting on a solid branch as he surveys the forward vegetation. Having moved only once from a less suitable position he has situated himself deeper within the woods. Along with this making a more comfortable place to lay for the prolonged amount of time while he waits for a deer or maybe even another unintended animal approaches.
Walter base PER 45
Experience(local area and prior hunting) provides bonus of 5
Test taken at 50
Roll : 3
Result : Success
Walter's patience proves fruitful as a decently sized stag comes into view, slightly obscured by the trees but a clear outline of it's silhouette. His hands snake up to the rifle and he slowly sights in the stag, taking his time to get a proper shot. He notices a squirrel looking intently at his movement, while the stag in the distance still heeds no attention to him.
He takes a shallow breath and fires.
Walter base BS 32
Aim provides bonus of 20
Single shot provides bonus of 10
Test taken at 62
Roll : 32
Result : 1 hit to left foreleg
The bullet whips through the woods and sinks into the stags front left leg, crippling the stag and making it fall off balance as it wails out in pain while it struggles. Walter arises from his hunting position and begins walking to the stag while he cycles the bolt on his rifles and loads another round into the chamber. As he approaches the stag it begins to give up more and just lay there, taking the pain of it's shattered legs while huffing and grunting. Walter reaches the stag at last and raises his rifle to aim it at the head. Walter watches it breathe for a few moments in hesitation standing oddly poised with his rifle for a prolonged amount of time, all while he looks at it slowly and deeply huffing. Finally Walter shakes it off, deciding there's no point in contemplating anything and resounds a final gunshot through the woods.
carolcat:
Cualli glances at him and realizes that he's probably more focused on what's going on in the show. She takes it as her cue to shut up and leans back on the couch, staring at the TV without actually watching it.