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Gunslinger RP: Dieing Hope of the Last Gunslinger ~ Started and Accepting


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"I can tell that you're not in the mood for sarcasm, but that doesn't mean that you can't control it. Even if the person, who ever he was, ticks you off, the best thing to do, is to give a bullet to him. If he is part of the Gunslingers like us, then, just kick his ass." Fiacre said sullenly.

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--Good choice.

 

Lyle looked to Fiacre, calmly, happily, with a small and somewhat quaint smile on his face. It had been quite a long time since he heard Fiacre laugh, even if only quietly. "So..." Lyle then pulled out a rectangular-shaped Onyx "Heh..." Lyle then laughed silently. This was his version of Fiacre's diamond.

 

--They both have crystals, mine is Onyx.

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The wind was blowing calmly yet harshly through the vast fields of Ireland. For the first time in a long while it wasn't raining, as if nature itself we're pointing the man cross the fields in some sort of morale direction. "ARRGHH!" A gurgling voice said as three of the infected souls of Ireland surrounded the man. "I'm sorry, but if you intend to bar my path...you'll have to be dealt with." The man quickly drew two colt .45 revolvers and shot two of the infected straight through the forehead, as the other one started to charge. He quickly holstered the two revolvers and jumped over the beast. In the air he drew a double barrel shotgun with his right hand off his back. "Return to heaven friend, you deserve that much..." The shotgun shell quickly slid right through the abominations head...

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