05-03-2009, 04:35 PM
OOC: sorry for taking so long. Work is a total bitch. I should know, I work under one!
IC:
Cowboy inspected the rift with mild curiousity. Growing up in the realm of Technology, he never experienced such things as magic or the unknown. His right eye zoomed in on its center, dimming the bright light, as he took in what he assumed was the other side. The lens over his left eye fed him information constantly. The power of the rift, the intensity, and constant updates on the status of his power armor and weapons.
::Rift Intensity - High::
::Rift Output - High::
::Power Armor Status - Good::
::Ammo Amount - 100%::
::Power Armor Fuel - 100%::
::Power Armor Integrity - 100%::
::Power Armor Damage - None::
Satisfied with what he saw, his vision in his right eye returned to normal, and he lit up a cigarette. He took a drag off of it, and adjusted his hat, the lone luxury he allowed himself. He grabbed the Anti-Tank rifle off of the rack integrated into the back of his armor, and jacked a round into the chamber. With that, he stepped through into oblivion...
IC:
Cowboy inspected the rift with mild curiousity. Growing up in the realm of Technology, he never experienced such things as magic or the unknown. His right eye zoomed in on its center, dimming the bright light, as he took in what he assumed was the other side. The lens over his left eye fed him information constantly. The power of the rift, the intensity, and constant updates on the status of his power armor and weapons.
::Rift Intensity - High::
::Rift Output - High::
::Power Armor Status - Good::
::Ammo Amount - 100%::
::Power Armor Fuel - 100%::
::Power Armor Integrity - 100%::
::Power Armor Damage - None::
Satisfied with what he saw, his vision in his right eye returned to normal, and he lit up a cigarette. He took a drag off of it, and adjusted his hat, the lone luxury he allowed himself. He grabbed the Anti-Tank rifle off of the rack integrated into the back of his armor, and jacked a round into the chamber. With that, he stepped through into oblivion...
The last mutt standing.
The one and only, Cowboy from Hell.
******
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I reach the other side,
I can show him what it feels like to die.
I can show him what it feels like to die.
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I'm cast out of the skies,
I can shoot the Devil right between the eyes.
