originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
[u]Upon hearing the voice, The Preacher's head snaps to the source. Before Shadow can react, he draws a large revolver and fires off a shot. Shrapnel sprays as a large bullet hole is torn in the wall near her head.[/u]
"MY GUN IS MY BIBLE, MY BULLET A SERMON! LISTEN TO THE WORDS OF MARCUS, AND BE TAKEN BY THE BULLET!
[u]He releases a volley of shots into the air aimed at nothing in particular. Every shot rings in the ears of any who are near, seemingly amplified by some sort of unknown force.[/u]
English
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*Shadow cackles madly as she vaults the ramparts and lands on the ground, walking to stand in front of the gates* "That was cool. Stupid, but cool."
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[u]He points the gun towards Shadow's forehead.[/u] "IT IS NOT TO LATE, MY CHILD! THERE IS STILL HOPE FOR YOU YET! REPENT, REPENT I SAY, AND BECOME ONE OF THE HOLY BULLETS!"