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Raziel Sarafin rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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 Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 3:09 pm
Malag tips his head as he takes the gun and places it under his chin with a grin.
"Well one of us has to know what to carve onto the other's tombstone, eh? I can see it now: Here lies Malag, one dumb piece of dog food..."
He looks at her once more before pulling the trigger.
"That's my name by the way. Malag."
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 3:11 pm
"Well it's nice to met you Malag, and you do have a point, I just can't write, here lies some guy who thought it was fun to shoot himself in the head with a gun..." She smiles and laughs softly.
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dot_hack_ver2 rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 3:17 pm
namidar had watched a few rounds go by before taking the gun "well then my names namidar and i guess what i want on ma tombstone is here lies namidar pushed his luck and said "oh f*ck"
he then puts the gun under his chin and pulls the trigger
there was a sound click from the barrel of the gun he chuckled "Well i gotta admit done some scary things in ma life but that takes the top 5"
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 3:25 pm
Malag laughed as well, and flicked a salute to Namidar.
"Glad you could join us! Now that you're here though, things get a little trickier..."
He popped the cylinder open and inserted another bullet opposite the other. He then slid the gun towards Alantha with a grin. It gleamed in the dim light, and its wrought iron barrel seemed to howl like a hungry mouth. Malag's expression showed in bright contrast to the bringer of death eyeing her skull hungrily.
"Sorry chica, that's the game. So, got any special requests for your tombstone,? You haven't told us anything yet, and we'd hate to give you one of those generic ones..."
((Okay folks, one or six; head goes squish.))
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dot_hack_ver2 rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 3:29 pm
namidar grinned and said "i know here lies althana returned un-opened" (refrencing to getting laid XD) he then tok the gun and said "two bullets y'know these are probably shitty quality i could make better with ma eyes closed"
he then spun the barrel and put it under his chin waved a salute and said "well oh ********"
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 3:30 pm
Alantha blinks when the gun goes off, taking poor Namidar. "Oh well, poor fella, anyone have a giant band aid?" She looks down at the guy and takes a gun. "Seems you have to replace the bullet."
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 3:32 pm
there was a solid bang as the gun fired the bullet ricocheted off his jaw bone and left out his cheek he howled in pain bleeding profusely from the mouth he then stood up putting pressure on his jaw he guessteured to althana "wind wixing wis?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 3:36 pm
Malag laughed aloud as a fountain of gore coated the wall behind the taller Drow. He slapped his knee, and slammed his drink, raising the glass high.
"I don't know which part was better: The fact that he died after dissing the bullets, or the fact that it wasn't even his turn!"
He roared with laughter again, and poured another drink. He snickered to himself for a bit, but calmed down eventually, leaning over to pat the Drow on the shoulder.
"You got balls man, pulling the trigger twice in a row, I gotta respect that. Stupid as hell, but ballsy."
As he patted the man's shoulder, Malag paused for a moment; there was still a pulse. A broad grin crept across his face as he realized that the man had survived; however, he now had the world's largest tongue piercing. Malag cackled again.
"He lives! Stupid AND lucky! What a combo! This should be fun..."
He leaned in close, and tapped the Drow's chin.
"When you wake up, you might wanna gauge that puppy. Makes a good cover-up I hear."
He turned to Alantha, still snickering slightly. He wiped off the gun barrel several times, making doubly sure that it was clean before handing it off to her.
"Since you missed your turn, I'm not gonna make you pull twice. Looks like its just you and me again, eh?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 3:39 pm
namidar nodded to althana "we a wage was i waid wanna wix wis?" he sighed
"wuck"
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Alantha Jil rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 3:40 pm
"Until our friend cleans up and pulls himself together." Alantha laughs softly and takes the gun. She picks up another bullet and slides it in before she gives it a spin. "I'll go, just for laughs to see what happens." She aims the gun to her head and pulls the trigger. The gun goes off and she hits the floor.
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 3:52 pm
Malag let out a low whistle, and clucked his tongue as the blood from her skull blasted onto the wall to her side.
"Ouch. That one went right through the temple... Hoo wee, that's gonna sting in the morning!"
He knelt down next to her, and pressed and hand to her throat. To his surprise, she too had managed to survive! He cackled, and patted her on the shoulder as he examined the wound.
"You two are damn lucky! Looks like the bullet skipped off your brainpan and came out above your eye. There's a nasty hole and plenty of blood, but you'll make it. Might wanna have a reconstructive surgeon look at that though; it's a tad... messy."
He quickly pulled out a pair of rejuvenation potions, and poured them down each of the player's throats, helping to get them out of the red zone and stable. The way he saw it, if they were lucky enough to survive a head shot then they deserved some credit. Besides, if they both died, then what would he do for fun? He let the bottles drop to the floor, and sat back down into the chair.
"Folks, perhaps its best we give it a bit before we go for round two, wouldn't you say? That is, if you're still game. You played the game through, so if you want to leave, you can. However, I for one am having loads of fun. Whether or not this is based on the condition of my skull is up for interpretation, but the fact remains; I've still got plenty of bullets and plenty of liquor if you're interested..."
((This means I'll be back tomorrow! Same time, same place! Come join me tomorrow if you'd like, and bring your friends! Or enemies, depending. You both rock for keeping me amused! Thank you so much!))
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 3:55 pm
Alantha slowly picks herself off the floor as the wound in her head slowly starts to heal. "Oh..I'll be okay, I know a good priest...besides, he owes me a favor." She laughs softly and slowly gets up. "Well I shall return again for another game." She bows her head and walks out.
{Bye Raziel}
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