Bury me with my guns on
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Post by Remy Keyton on Oct 22, 2014 16:30:23 GMT -5
There are times in a mans life, when everything id on the line, that he makes a stupid choice. A choice that could ruin him in more ways in one, or make him a made man over night. Its at times like these that a man truly finds out what their made of. Its at times like these that a man finds out if Luck, the goddess that is both deaf and blind (And in Remy's mind, dumb), is on his side. And as Remy sat there, staring into the eyes of the man across the table from him, he felt her presence and whether good or bad a man did not waste his luck.
"Well its been fun son, but ya know what they say 'Go big, or go home'"
Before he even finished those words he pushed his chips into the center of the table.
"All in."
Grinning like a man possessed Remy watched the other mans reaction... And was what one could call slightly disappointed at the result seeing as his opponent didn't bat and eye lash as he pushed his own chips to the center. "Like you said, Go big... Or go home." Remy had a bad feeling Luck was laughing at him right then and as it turned out she was. "Royal Flush." The man said with a smile of his own as he laid down his cards. "I think this hand is mine."
"Fuck."
That one word pretty much summed it up.
"Sir." A voice behind him said as he was about to stand
"Your creditors wan't to talk to you."
Remy could hear her laughing, and all Remy could think to say was "Double fuck."
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ｄｏ ｙｏｕ ｔｈｉｎｋ ｅｌｅｃｔｉｏｎｓ ｃａｎ ｂｅ ｗｏｎ ｂｙ ｔｈｅ ｃｉｔｉｚｅｎｓ
Kobashi Onigiri
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Hetero
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Kitsune
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Magical Girl
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Played by Alastor
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Post by Kobashi Onigiri on Oct 24, 2014 0:52:02 GMT -5
i'm like a head trip cause i'm only giving you things to joke about "ANOTHER!!"
A pink haired woman leaned over the bar counter in a sloppy fashion, her breasts nearly hanging out of her kimono and her mouth dripping with beer that had missed the target. A concerned older man, or demon, seeing that the creature had a pair of horns and slightly reddish skin, like a radish, hastily washed a glass. He was selling more drinks than he had cups for, a common thing really, but this was different. There was only one person at the bar at this time; and it was that damned girl. The butler-like gentleman spoke up, responding to his only customer's request in ridicule; "Dear Gods, ma'am, you have already had eighteen. Eight. Teen. Isn't it high time you went on home?"
"Isn't it *hic* about high time..hehehah...high ti...hehehahahahe...shut the fuck up." With a sigh, the bartender poured her yet another draft beer, only this time watering it down a little, as if that would deter her. As soon as he slammed it upon the table, he returned to doing dishes, in hopes he would maybe catch up sometime soon. Unfortunately, as soon as he started the water...
"ANOTHER!!" The fox-woman yelled, shaking her empty glass in the air. This time, the barkeep turned to her with an angry expression, before actually speaking to her with an aggressive tone of authority, "No, nope, you've had enough; you're leaving my bar at once. I refuse to serve you." Proud of standing up for himself, the bartender smugly crossed his arms and turned his back to her, walking away from her before she had time to think of any sort of retaliation.
"Wait...where are...oh screw it." Spinning around in her chair, the bright-eyed kitsune looked at the rest of the casino. Lights, lights everywhere, and games! She hadn't even gotten to those yet, she wanted to get completely wasted first. Something dangerous to do seeing that she was living in a giant death trap, but hey, whatever, if you didn't learn to live, you were already dead anyway. Or something like that. Alcohol is great.
One of the first people who caught her eye was a rustic cowboy-like figure, one leaned over a half-full poker table. She didn't really know how to play poker, but there was something about gambling with cowboys that was super exciting. At least the lager said this was going to be super exciting. Grabbing forth a small flask from her cleavage, the fox-woman quickly took a shot of sake before standing up and stretching. With quite a disgusting burp, she re-hid the flask and walked over to the table, shaking her hips and tail in an attempt to come off as extravagant. She had surprisingly good form and posture for being totally trashed, but hey, you learned things when that was your normal state of mind.
Kobashi sat down at the table, lowering her ears and putting on her best (worst) poker face. She put out only three chips, not very many at all, but it was all she had at the moment. She looked slyly at the cowboy, then at the dealer, before confidently saying in a completely serious tone, "Go fish."
With a sigh, the dealer did his job and flipped a few cards on the table, providing everybody with hands. She wasn't sure what she had, a bunch of hearts and upside-down black hearts that were kinda funny looking, oh and black clovers; were clovers even black? Oh! There was a diamond! That was the coolest one. Diamonds are so cool.
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Bury me with my guns on
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Post by Remy Keyton on Oct 26, 2014 21:49:29 GMT -5
Out of the top ten things a cowboy loves, a drunk whore was almost top of the list. In fact the only thing that beat them out where well maintained fire arms, a sober whores who where right on the verge of becoming drunk or so Remy had always thought. Now he wasn't so sure. After all with the sober whores you still had to wait, and while that was enjoyable in and of its self most days that wasn't always the case. "Sir." The mans voice cut through the din of the casino floor like a hot knife through butter. "Sir, you really do need to come with me. Bosqoue needs to have a word with you."
Remy for his part ignored the man, reaching into his pocket for the last few fragments of Hacksilver he had left and threw them onto the table."I think I can stay for one last hand." While his words where directed at the dealers his wandered the bubbly vixens ample curves and had to wonder what sort of god forsaken world she came from. He had seen all sorts here in what he had come to know as the after life, from weird ass talking cactus to things that where nether male nor female but something... Not even in between. But personally he thought the cross breeds, the nearly human creatures he shared this land with, where the oddest.
For one, it gave a new meaning to "chasing tail" and for another it was just damn wrong. So wrong. Of course Remy could hardly give a care, God was dead and he took his angels and commandments with him. With no such thing as sin, no threat of damnation he felt liberated. He could cheat, lie, steal, fuck and drink to his hearts content. Not that he hadn't always done that of course , it was only that he didn't need to feel bad about it any more. After all, he and everyone else dead or dying where candidates for god hood and gods didn't need to fallow any rules but their own.
"Sir, I've got to insist you come with me"
A hand fell onto the gunslingers shoulder, and without seeming to bat an eye or twitch a muscle a gun was suddenly pressed to the other mans groin.
"Ya see, that's just rude son. Touching a man like that. Like we be friends." Remy looked back and up, his steel blue eyes glinting with amusement. "Are we friends?"
"I-I-I-"
With a sigh Remy pressed a little harder, his finger tensing on the trigger. "I asked ya a question son, didn't ya hear me? No? Well let me ask ya again. 'Are we friends?"
"N-No sir!"
"Then why the hell do ya think its good manners to touch me like that? Get ya hand off me, and then do me a favor. Go tell Bosque that if he wants to talk to me he can come do it him self, I'm a busy man. If he don't wanna well he can wait to get his money jus like everyone else."
With that he holstered his gun turned back to the table, checked his cards and smiled at dealer and pink haired kitsune in turn. "Well I'll be damned, y'all waited for me. Ain't that the sweetest thing... Now, what where we playin? I heard somethin' about go'fish."
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ｄｏ ｙｏｕ ｔｈｉｎｋ ｅｌｅｃｔｉｏｎｓ ｃａｎ ｂｅ ｗｏｎ ｂｙ ｔｈｅ ｃｉｔｉｚｅｎｓ
Kobashi Onigiri
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Hetero
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Kitsune
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Magical Girl
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Played by Alastor
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Post by Kobashi Onigiri on Oct 30, 2014 18:36:07 GMT -5
i'm like a head trip cause i'm only giving you things to joke about "Hehehe...we're actually playing Jack Black, that was a bluff." The dealer looked confused for a second, but nevertheless laid out two hands of Blackjack for the kitsune and the cowboy. The drunken woman rested her chin upon her hands, her tail flickering behind her in lazy but fluid motions. Her golden eyes were filled with a haze; there was no hiding her intoxication whatsoever. Not that she cared about hiding it or anything; it was her life, that, and fried takoyaki. Not much could beat fried octopus balls, after all.
The cards laid in front of her was a face up queen of hearts, while her opponent was dealt an ace of spades. It could go either way, but the cowboy had the advantage. Sorta. The fox woman's ears perked up as she peaked at her face-down card, seeing that it was nothing more than a two of clubs. That was only like, twelveteen or something, and wasn't any good at all!
"Hitto!" She yelled, slamming a palm upon the table, causing the chips and glasses upon the table to shake a little. Her drunken smile quickly turned to a frown as she was dealt a king of diamonds, though, pushing her over and forcing her to forfeit the single chip she had bet. "Sono tawagoto wa geidatta..." She mumbled to herself, crossing her arms and sitting as far back in her seat as possible, something that caused her seat to go off balance.
As a result, this hilariously sent the pink-haired kitsune falling backwards, hitting the back of her head right onto the ground of the casino. She tried to sit up instantly, but failed due to realizing that it actually hurt. After a second attempt, she was able to sit back up at the table, though she didn't bring her chair with her, instead just leaning over the edge of the table. "Okay, you cheated, you piece of shit!" The beastwoman pointed at the cowboy, her c-cups bouncing as she spoke in angry motion, "I want *hic* my chips back!"
OOC: sorry I didn't really know what to do
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Bury me with my guns on
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Post by Remy Keyton on Nov 3, 2014 1:12:30 GMT -5
"And here I thought we where play'in poker."
Remy didn't try to hide his amusement as the dealer dealt out the cards, catching the mans eye and smiling as he looked at his his hand then at the beast woman and not for the first time he noticed that she was about to fall out of her rob... Dress.... Chinc thing. It looked good for sure, but it might have been better if the woman put on some more civilized clothes, may have distracted from the ears which was to say, the fact that she was just above an animal. Which made what he wanted to do to her slightly disturbing, but no less more delightful to think about.
With a lick of his lips Remy glances at his cards and lets out a low key whistle, not really caring if the dealer knew he liked his hand. Then came the noise. Sounds that where nether words nor exclamation, but some sort of animal drawl. To say that this sound put the cowboy on edge may well have been an understatement, in fact for some reason beyond him it nearly drove the man mad/ But before he could say anything even remotely unseemly the woman flipped ass over tea kettle and his sudden anger turned just as suddenly into laughter.
"Ether ya had one hell of a hand or ya tryin' ta flash the dealer hopin' he'll make an ass of him self. ether way girly, I gotta thank ya for the show!"
The cowboys hungry eyes once again locked on the beast girls tits as she righted her self.
"But if ya be feeling a lil frisky-"
His words died as the kitsune opened her mouth and bent over the table once again giving him an eyeful.
"I may be a lot of things ya furry harlot, but a cheat I ain't at least not at cards. But if ya want ya chips back so badly well you can have em." He wasn't about to tell her the dealer was the one with her money, who for his part just sat there minding his own business. "So long as ya be willing to earn em."
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Post by Amnesiak on Nov 5, 2014 5:17:52 GMT -5
One, CRACK! a hand waves without a sound. Two, CRACK! another shot glass slams down on the counter with a dull thud. A hand waves without a word spoken. Another shot is poured by a hesitant bartender. Another, another, another, a payment, a tip. Then a scan. Sharp and dark eyes searched the smoky room for anything, anyone interesting. The real interesting thing was that every god damned person was interesting here. No one was fucking allowed to exist here unless they were interesting. Well, everyone aside from the bartender. The only reason he was here was to serve as many drinks as these horrid crowd could swill down. The scrawny twenty something sociopath searched of these people's faces. Just drunken fucking losers. No one in here was even worth talking to. FUCK! Not even worth looking at. Amnesiak's ink stained finger tip wrapped out a quick rhythm as he cough from the rising heat from his guts. Six shots of some kind of nasty swill might be giving him heart burn. A laugh burst out of his mouth. Heart burn? How great. Afterlife. Bunch of bull shit, mother fucking heart burn and fucking acid reflux. Then POW! Target lock. Here we fucking go. The night was late, yet here was two people and one really fucking uncomfortable dealer. Amnesiak stood up, shook his head violently, then waited for the whole swimming world to stabilize for a few seconds before he walked over to the card table with a swagger like the untouchable antagonist he was.
The tall man stuck out on e of his long legs and hooked the second to last remaining chair at the card table. Yanking the chair out with a rattle of chair legs against the stone floor. He stepped around the chair and flopped down in it heavily. His posture sank immediately as his predatory eyes scanned the two important people he was with. He gave each of them a couple seconds of attention before he spoke. "Ho shit." he drew a hand rolled cigarette of questionable contents from his jacket pocket. "John Mother-fucking Wayne and Foxy Brown." Amnesiak's hands ran down his coat and his pant. "Shit man." He looked over to the cowboy, "Got a light Clint?" he asked with his cigarette clenched in his teeth as he made a lighter pantomime. He then pointed over to the woman without taking his eyes off the man. "I know she don't got one." he said through clenched teeth that drew back into smile that nearly stretched from ear to ear. "Obviously the only shit she smokes is pole." The warped mind of Amnesiak found that beyond fucking hilarious. It took some serious control to not lose his shit right on the spot. He wondered how up tight these punks were. Maybe they'd get all up in his grill? That would be a great night cap. Then again, who knows, maybe he'd find some like minded individuals that gave almost as little of a fuck as he did. This was a strange place after all, never know who you might meet. Then again, this was home to him. Nothing else existed. He was born in this horrid afterlife. No past life's memories. He was a true son of this world, pure, distilled.
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Be a king? Think not. Why be a king, when you can be a God?
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HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA
Hadley Baxter
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VileKaizer
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Jester
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Played by VileKaizer
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Post by Hadley Baxter on Nov 5, 2014 6:49:17 GMT -5
Hadley stumbled through the doors of Lady Luck's and flashed a wide grin. There were a lot of people here. A lot a lot. There always was, but tonight it seemed like the place was filled to the brim! Another break from the standard hack 'n' slash couldn't do any harm as far as he could see, and maybe, if he was lucky, tonight he could play both games again. He couldn't see the witch he'd ran into the night before around anywhere, but that didn't calm him down in the slightest. What did, however, was a scene unfolding as he slid his way past the burly guy at the ropes and into the casino floor.
At first it was just the cowboy, and that he could deal with. Sure, the guy was a grown up, but cowboys were pretty cool. He recalled the adventures he had in a video game, wrangling up varmints and taking them in for bounties. In fact, this guy brought to mind all of that stuff, from the way he wore his cap to the boots on his feet! But then... Then the trouble stepped in. Some other grown up who acted more childish than even the redhead could deal with, and he was just a child himself!
"Hey rimjob!" A stumble, a grab for his knife, but when he raised his hand Hadley found he'd grabbed his magic leek instead. As he flicked it out a pile of the roots fell out onto the table, to which the boy could only scratch the back of his neck and chuckle for a moment.
"I... meant to do that. Heheh." He leaned in between the fox lady and the rapper wannabe and gave a nibble to the end of his leek, his composure loosening up. "Eh, what's up, doc? Like picking on ladies? Huh?" The kid gave a bat of his eyelashes comically before turning to the kitsune in question.
"These guys bothering you, doll?"
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Kobashi Onigiri
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Magical Girl
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Post by Kobashi Onigiri on Nov 8, 2014 21:28:20 GMT -5
i'm like a head trip cause i'm only giving you things to joke about "What the hell are you implying? I'm not a *hic* whore!" The kitsune yelling, pointing across the table at the cowboy. She didn't notice the other two figures approaching, far too focused on the man before her. At the mention of her breasts, she attempted to cover up her cleavage a bit only to no avail. Instead, she simply decided to cover it up with a hand of randomly and quickly grabbed cards. It was quite the messy scene all together. "Besides, I EARNED those, they're MINE! I don't...I don't gotta earn em' back!" The fox snarled, looking away from the cowboy in frustration. This was going nowhere, those chips were likely good as gone and she knew it, but getting something out of nothing was something she was fond of.
Her heard turned and her ears perked when a man strolled up to the table, one seemingly younger than the rugged individual across from her. The man called her by Foxy Brown, whatever that meant, he totally got her name wrong. Kobashi was too drunk for this, she thought, thinking in third person while intoxicated was a good was to remember one's name. No, Kobashi was wrong about that, she was in fact not drunk enough for this.
While the tattooed man was speaking, the kitsune popped a bottle of sake that had mysteriously came about into her hands from absolutely nowhere. Alcohomancy, and she prided herself in being pretty good at it, and extra quick. All a part of survival. She guzzled down the bitter drink straight as he talked, setting it on the table and wiped her mouth. Just as she was about to say something to this man, another one showed up.
No, not quite another man, but a boy. What the fuck was even going on anymore? This situation was likely to turn bad. And while gathering souls to become a God was cool and all, this was probably no fight she could win. The fox lady wanted out of this; she looked for and located all the exits of the building and began to scheme possible escape routes.
"No, you know what...keep the chips, I don't give a shit." She said, waving her tail forth as she stood up, looking at each person with her bright bestial eyes, "I was actually just going." She awkwardly tried to walk away, and if nobody stopped her, she would well be off.
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Post by Amnesiak on Nov 10, 2014 21:44:14 GMT -5
Still with no fucking smoke on, Amnesiak pulled the joint from his teeth and rolled his eyes over to the new kid at the table with his fucking veggies. He wrapped his knuckles on the table as the lady started guzzling sake like a page straight out of the suicide-hotline pamplet. "Kid." he said with a smirk pulling across his lips. "I like picking on fuckin' everyone." Amnesiak held out his left hand to the boy and made the same lighter pantomime to him. "Got a light stuffed in there with all that health anti-fucking-oxydizing veggie shit? I'd owe you one." Amnesiak held out his open palm to the boy as the lady stood. "Tell you what. I'll get you a shot if you got a light." his eyes wandered over to the now exiting foxy lady. "Catch ya later Krystal." he called after her as she started to depart, waving his unlit joint like a kind of weird ass 'bon voyage' handkerchief thing.
Amnesiak's attension returned to the people and the table around him. "So, first thing; I need a god damn lighter, then I need to get dealt into this shit." Amnesiak wrapped his knuckles on the card table with a ra-tap-tap and then chuckled. "I don't need a maid service, cuz I always clean house. HAHA!" AMnesiak kicked his chair back and rocked it so that he was now balancing on just the top back legs of the chair. "BARTENDER!" he shouted out over the din, "GET US THREE SHOTS OF SOMTHIN A WESTERN STAR AND A VEGETARIAN WOULD DRINK! NAW! FUCK THE SHOTS, GET US THREE BLOODY MARYS!" the tall man slammed his chair's front legs back down and locked eyes with the kid. "Yer gonna love it. It's tomatoes, celery, maybe some broccoli and it gets you drink. win win right? Drunkly and healthy."
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Be a king? Think not. Why be a king, when you can be a God?
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Bury me with my guns on
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Post by Remy Keyton on Nov 13, 2014 16:46:48 GMT -5
Remy said not a word as the man and boy made their way over to his table, and in so doing ruining his fun. In fact he didn't say a word as one got his name wrong and asked for a lite, which he was more then happy to provide. In fact he might have been called stoic for all the emotion and reaction he gave to the way the new two arrivals acted. Which may or may not have been a good thing, considering all the cowboy wanted to do right then and there was fill both of them with holes and collect their souls if for no better reason then to end their chatter.
Taking a moment to light his own cigarette, Remy took a long drag savoring the taste of the tobacco before turning to the rapper and child.
"See where I come from, if a man or boy interrupts ya when your talking to pretty lady they have to buy ya a drink. Its just common curtasy, seeing as they be getting in ya way. Is good to see ya know that."
Smoke leaks from the corners of his mouth as he speaks, giving the gunslinger a decidedly demonic appearance.
"As for you l missy, you will sit that ass right on down and finish the game you so kindly interrupted or I'll put a new whole or two in ya." He taps the top of one of his revolvers. "Unless you want that of course." Remy leans slightly over hands braced on the arm rests of his chair. "I can never guess what animals want."
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HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA
Hadley Baxter
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VileKaizer
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Jester
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Played by VileKaizer
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Post by Hadley Baxter on Nov 15, 2014 1:51:10 GMT -5
[attr="class","BOXU"]  | STRENGTH: 3 | | ENDURANCE: 5 | | MAGIC: 4 | | BARRIER: 2 | | DEXTERITY: 6 | | SPEED: 2 |
[attr="class","next"]The boy gave a pout as the silly lady began to leave, his eyes following her. He almost appeared hurt, like a playmate was going home unexpectedly. Honestly, he was more uncomfortable. Being left alone with these two guys definitely wasn't in his best interest. The last time he was left alone with a man when he was alive was the day he died. Those memories weren't exactly the best, especially considering the events that took place.
[ CUTTING EDGE AND GRANDPA GRINDER ACTIVATED: +2 STR, +2 DEX ]
Hadley's eyes locked with the gun as the cowboy pointed it out for the table to see. For someone who seemed keen on manners, this guy wasn't very mannerly. Weren't western movie heroes supposed to be nice and going after the bad guy? This definitely didn't seem to be the case with Remy Keyton, and so, it was decided by the boy, this cowpoke must have been an outlaw. His hand shot within his jacket and, before anyone had time to react, the child was atop the table and had his knife at the man's throat. He wouldn't end his life now though, oh no, that would be rude.
"The funny thing about guns," the redhead licked his lips and scoffed, bobbing his head at odd intervals and staring down his target with a glazed over expression, "you can't really do much with them unless you've got room to aim." Hadley pressed the blade further a bit more and grinned as he hopped down onto Remy's lap. His reaction wasn't what mattered here, it was the results thereafter. "You've also gotta have the guts, but threatening girls? I think you lack 'em, or, you will be." Killing this fool would be worth it in the end, the rap star would make better company than a pistol toting jerk.
"You got what it takes to put a bullet in me, gramps?" | [attr="class","uhm"]K-K-Kickin' it up. | [attr="class","uhm2"]315 |
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ｄｏ ｙｏｕ ｔｈｉｎｋ ｅｌｅｃｔｉｏｎｓ ｃａｎ ｂｅ ｗｏｎ ｂｙ ｔｈｅ ｃｉｔｉｚｅｎｓ
Kobashi Onigiri
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40
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Female
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Hetero
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Kitsune
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Magical Girl
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Played by Alastor
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Rank 1
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Post by Kobashi Onigiri on Nov 18, 2014 1:08:41 GMT -5
[googlefont="Mrs Saint Delafield:300"]  I'M LIKE A HEAD TRIP I'M ONLY MAKING YOU LAUGH [attr="class","next"]"A pistol, huh?" The drunk fox's ears perked up, but she didn't turn around, already several feet away from the table. She was still in range of a gun, unless if that thing was an absolute piece of shit, something she guessed it probably wasn't. Her small fists clenched together; she was at this moment pretty helpless. "That's *hic* cute." But she wasn't about to show it.
Just as she said this, as if it were all planned, the young boy pulled forth a knife and put it up to the cowboy's neck. The tables had turned, slightly, kinda, as now his aim was more compromised. She thought, actually, Kobashi wasn't sure at all how guns worked. They didn't have them back where she was from, everybody relied on magic. Wait a minute. That's because magic was better than technology!
...She hoped.
The kitsune spun around the chair she was previously situated in and sat in it backwards. Learning over the back of the chair, she held up her right hand and flicked her fingers, a small wisp of fire appearing at them as she did so. "I could roast *hic* you like a bonkura kamo!" The fire made her yellow eyes light up, and then go dark as she quickly put it out, only intending to use that one as a threat to save her energy.
Hopefully her threat combined with the knife at the boy's throat would deter this cowboy from turning her to Swiss cheese, as she didn't really want to fight at the moment. It was such a buzzkill.
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