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Wormwood Gentleman Corpse
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Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2009 9:03 am
You could always beat people with the cane. surprised
*walks in, leading Hornswoggle on a chain*
Morning, Mr. Hex, Mrs. Wolf. mrgreen
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Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2009 9:03 am
I use it for support. What am I supposed to do, leave it at home and risk falling?
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Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2009 9:05 am
Yuh learn tuh deal wi'f out it.
Wuhmwood. Where's mah money?
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Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2009 9:09 am
::looks a little nervous at the thought of leaving her cane at home::
Perhaps.
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Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2009 9:12 am
::kicks the cane out from under her::
::points his gun at her head again::
Yuh might as well paint a bullseye right hyar. Yo're advertisin' weakness. Where do yuh think yore blonde hussy is gonna aim fer if yo're limpin' around?
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Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2009 9:13 am
::stumbles a little as she loses her cane unexpectedly::
she already knows my weakness. She gave me this weakness.
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Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2009 9:15 am
She knows 'bout it cuz she's seen yuh hobblin' around on a cane like a invalid. Perception is reality. If yuh got a weakness, yuh need tuh either compensate...or hide it.
Let me see yore gun.
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Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2009 9:16 am
:hands him the revolver::
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Wormwood Gentleman Corpse
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Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2009 9:16 am
Jonah Hex Yuh learn tuh deal wi'f out it. Wuhmwood. Where's mah money? Your usual retainer. *hands him an envelope* I'll be opening the club soon, y'know. Planning to christen the opening with a fight between your Hornswoggle here and Mrs. Wolf's dwarf. mrgreen Never hurts to throw a little blood on something new, I find.
*Hornswoggle sniffs about, before seeing Hex and runnig to cling to his leg*
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Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2009 9:18 am
::kicks the leprechaun off, making it roll until it crashes into the bar::
IMAFUGGYUHUPFERDAT!!!!! BUTTFRS-HIPPITY HOP TERTHER HOPSS!!!!!!
::it jumps up on the bar and starts drinking stout straight from the tap::
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Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2009 9:19 am
Fables Snow White :hands him the revolver:: Whut's th' make an' model on this?
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Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2009 9:22 am
It's a Colt Python. Or so Charming says.
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Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2009 9:23 am
*flies in through the skylight*
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Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2009 9:24 am
::tosses it back to her::
There's no way yuh kin handle a gun of this size. This hyar's at least 35-caliber. Yo're liable tuh tear yore arm off firin' it. Yuh got arms like noodles.
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Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2009 9:27 am
He did say it had a "kick". It's not as if I have access to a large arsenal and I can't go letting certain people find out that I'm looking for a gun of all things.
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