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[1d20+10 = (9+10) = 19]
>>158908
Silver looks at the diamond dog, recognizes the threat, and attempts to pull out his revolver and shoot him.
>>158908
Silver looks at the diamond dog, recognizes the threat, and attempts to pull out his revolver and shoot him.
>>158918
So long as the female doesn't take action against them, Silver is more focused on the remaining enemies. He knows of in the room.
"BARGAIN STRENGTH!"
So long as the female doesn't take action against them, Silver is more focused on the remaining enemies. He knows of in the room.
"BARGAIN STRENGTH!"
>>158926
im a little confused. silver is in another room? or around the corner of the hallway? also where is this shotgun pony?
im a little confused. silver is in another room? or around the corner of the hallway? also where is this shotgun pony?
>>158928
>>158925
Silver gets hit by a powerful bullet. Judging from the sound and from the sound of an action afterwards, its a bolt action rifle
>>158929
Dark Star and Silver (and the female diamond dog) are in a hallway. There is an open door to a room on the side. Through the open door is a desk, behind which is a pony with a shotgun.
>>158930
It's the zebra, who himself is scared and doesn't seem to really have been trained in the use of a rifle. Yes, it's that zebra.
>>158925
Silver gets hit by a powerful bullet. Judging from the sound and from the sound of an action afterwards, its a bolt action rifle
>>158929
Dark Star and Silver (and the female diamond dog) are in a hallway. There is an open door to a room on the side. Through the open door is a desk, behind which is a pony with a shotgun.
>>158930
It's the zebra, who himself is scared and doesn't seem to really have been trained in the use of a rifle. Yes, it's that zebra.
[1d20+5 = (15+5) = 20]
>>158931
The zebra has unfortunately made a poor choice. Silver turns the shotgun on him.
BOOM
>>158931
The zebra has unfortunately made a poor choice. Silver turns the shotgun on him.
BOOM
>>158945
>>158945
>>158942
The diamond dog female, crying at the side of her presumed lover - maybe brother, who knows - rises to strike down the shotgun wielding pony who allegedly killed him. As she runs to him, a blind shot from a rifle penetrates the wall, and hits her leg, causing her to stumble, and the knife goes into the floor.
>>158945
>>158942
The diamond dog female, crying at the side of her presumed lover - maybe brother, who knows - rises to strike down the shotgun wielding pony who allegedly killed him. As she runs to him, a blind shot from a rifle penetrates the wall, and hits her leg, causing her to stumble, and the knife goes into the floor.
>>158946
Dark Star Points the rifle at the back of her head and pulls the trigger
[1d20+4 = (11+4) = 15]
Dark Star Points the rifle at the back of her head and pulls the trigger
[1d20+4 = (11+4) = 15]
>>158947
Dark Star has a good vantage from his angle.
BANG
The bullet enters through the back of her head, and blood spurts out. The bullet continues through the other side, causing Blue Skies to jump up and away. The corpse of the diamond dog falls down, until she lies strewn across the hall, on her belly.
Dark Star has a good vantage from his angle.
BANG
The bullet enters through the back of her head, and blood spurts out. The bullet continues through the other side, causing Blue Skies to jump up and away. The corpse of the diamond dog falls down, until she lies strewn across the hall, on her belly.
>>158946
Silver knows the anguish she feels. He hesitates where Dark Star shows no remorse, but he does peak to shoot at the zebra.
BOOM
Silver knows the anguish she feels. He hesitates where Dark Star shows no remorse, but he does peak to shoot at the zebra.
BOOM
>>158948
Dark Star Tries not to think about what he just did,by returning fire at the Zigger. His face as cold as a stone
[1d20+4 = (17+4) = 21]
Dark Star Tries not to think about what he just did,by returning fire at the Zigger. His face as cold as a stone
[1d20+4 = (17+4) = 21]
>>158951
>>158950
>>158952
The Zebra's neck and muzzle flash red. His nose is blown off, and the skin on his neck is blown back. Then a hole opens just above his right eye, the back of his skull explodes back and onto the white wall, painting it red, and his right ear limps down as it no longer has enough skull to support it. The zebra slumps down over his rifle
>>158950
>>158952
The Zebra's neck and muzzle flash red. His nose is blown off, and the skin on his neck is blown back. Then a hole opens just above his right eye, the back of his skull explodes back and onto the white wall, painting it red, and his right ear limps down as it no longer has enough skull to support it. The zebra slumps down over his rifle
>>158954
>>158955
Looking inside of the room is what remains of the zebra, who is most definitely dead. Behind the desk is the target of the whole operation - Bargain Strength. At least, it seems to be him. He wears a black jacket, and has his black mane gelled. He is still breathing, but there is not much life left. He has been shot by the shotgun, but perhaps more importantly, a bullet ripped through his thick, mahogany desk, and then through his lungs. His brown eyes are wide open.
The sound of sirens can be heard.
In the corner, the far right corner, behind a chair, is a brown earth pony. His chest and his neck are ripped up, and he shakes, cowering with his hooves over his head. He seems to think that if only he covers his eyes, it will all go away. Or maybe he just doesn't want to see it before it happens. All of his injuries have been treated, with thick layers of white bandages that cover his chest and neck. Perhaps its just the opium, inducing sleep and nightmares.
>>158955
Looking inside of the room is what remains of the zebra, who is most definitely dead. Behind the desk is the target of the whole operation - Bargain Strength. At least, it seems to be him. He wears a black jacket, and has his black mane gelled. He is still breathing, but there is not much life left. He has been shot by the shotgun, but perhaps more importantly, a bullet ripped through his thick, mahogany desk, and then through his lungs. His brown eyes are wide open.
The sound of sirens can be heard.
In the corner, the far right corner, behind a chair, is a brown earth pony. His chest and his neck are ripped up, and he shakes, cowering with his hooves over his head. He seems to think that if only he covers his eyes, it will all go away. Or maybe he just doesn't want to see it before it happens. All of his injuries have been treated, with thick layers of white bandages that cover his chest and neck. Perhaps its just the opium, inducing sleep and nightmares.
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