05-13-2009, 06:11 AM
OOC: feck, did I miss the deadline? I literally slept all day yesterday.
IC:
"Because this king is humble. I'll never leave my true vocation." He snarled, and threw his Anti-Tank rifle over his shoulder, it locking into its rack with a loud click. He unholstered the sub-machine guns from his thigh holsters, and pressed a button on the clips. The nanites inside shifted over from the plates of copper and steel to a plate of pure phosporus. When the bullet would get fired, it would ignite with the explosive charge, having it leave the barrel as a bright white fireball.
IC:
"Because this king is humble. I'll never leave my true vocation." He snarled, and threw his Anti-Tank rifle over his shoulder, it locking into its rack with a loud click. He unholstered the sub-machine guns from his thigh holsters, and pressed a button on the clips. The nanites inside shifted over from the plates of copper and steel to a plate of pure phosporus. When the bullet would get fired, it would ignite with the explosive charge, having it leave the barrel as a bright white fireball.
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.
