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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
8/9/2015 5:12:00 PM
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*I teleport in, about three feet from Tubbs*
*I am carrying a couple bags, filled with food*
Hey guys I'm back from...
*I jump back*
Who are these guys?
English
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*Whips around, drawing my revolver an chamfering a round, while pointing the gun your head* *I then lower the gun, realizing you aren't hostile* Who the hell are you?
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I'm the new guy, joined two days ago
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*I holster my revolver entirely* I was here in the old dojo. Back then, we were a lot more organized. We fought more often. I had these voices in my head. And I was a serial killer. Those voices are gone now.
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Okay, got it. Anyways, go ahead and shoot me I want to show something off. *I point towards the middle of my chest*
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*Without hesitation, I empty six rounds into your chest*
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*All the bullets strike, but one by one all of them fall away from my chest* Bullets don't affect me, see
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"What about this?" "Brisingr!" [b]A fire ball flies towards you, a reddish-orange tint to it[/b]
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*The fire engulfs me, and I exclaim as I am burnt* Ow.... It only works with bullets and non-magical items!
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[b]He chuckles[/b] "then learn to place wards around you"
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[b]Bergan had whipped around as well, cross bow loaded[/b]
