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Post by Belexar on Nov 29, 2010 0:03:28 GMT -5
Daniel's eyebrows raised as he heard Jillian's words. Did she really thought that of him? That he had gone through all that trough all the trouble last night just to rape her? Though, in a moment of clarity he saw that it was quite a logical train of thought. Yet, this did not changed the fact that he was feeling a little offended. "What? I could never do something like that!" He actually could: the right words would have been "would never do." "Look, if I was planning on doing that, would I have brought this for you?" daniel spoke as he searched into one of his bags. From the black sports bag, he took a small silver handgun, with some visible modifications on it. He pointed it at one of the targets and fired five consecutive bullets. All of them pierced through the head of the paper man. "It used to be a simple Glock 34, but now it's much more that that. I spent all night trying to make this as suitable as possible for a trainee," he walked towards Jillian as he spoke, offering her the handle of the small handgun. "It's completely waterproof, has a minimum recoil, and extended twenty 9x19mm Parabellum rounds magazine and it never gets jammed. It doesn't have as much power as the regular model, but in a matter of precise economical handguns, there's not getting much better. Now, someone who wants to take advantage of you wouldn't give you this little sweetheart, right?"
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Post by maryse on Nov 29, 2010 9:31:13 GMT -5
Jillian laughed a little when Daniel said that he could never do anything like that. "It's OK Daniel it was a joke. I'm a rising rock star I know how to fend people off. Well to a certain extent. Besides you seem trustworthy." Jillian watched as Daniel pulled out a gun. Jillian herself was unfamiliar with guns so everyone looked the same. Only difference to her was some were big and others were small. She held the weapon in her hand and tried to get a feel for it.
It was a little heavy but she managed to get a decent grip on it. Slowly she pointed it at the same target Daniel pointed at and fired. The recoil was little but she could still feel it. "Whoa! So that's what it feels like to fire a real gun. No wonder people use these all the time." Feeling a little excited she fired another shot and another one. Jillian had to calm herself down because she was starting to get what her band mates call trigger-happy. She took a deep breath in, closed her eyes and let it out. "So how was that Daniel?"
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Post by Belexar on Dec 2, 2010 22:37:49 GMT -5
"Not bad," Daniel said while nodding, "not bad at all. YOu might want to stay away from the rapid fire for now. Let's teach you how to shoot properly first, shall we?"" She still had some work to do on her aiming, but Daniel had to admit, the girl had talent. The first bullet got right through the head of the target, while most of the other shots went somewhere near the chest and shoulders. At that distance, it was an impressive achievement for a rookie shooter. "Okay now, let's start with the basics," he said, taking out his own gun, a Glock 20, from his concealed holster. "There are what I like to call the four shooting points. These are the shooter's dominant eye, the rear sight of the gun, the front sight and the target itself," as he spoke, he pointed at each object he mentioned. "In order to aim correctly, all those four points must be aligned." Holding his gun with both hands, he aimed at a farther target and shot twice. Both 10mm rounds were shot from the barrel with a force that could challenge a Magnum and pierced through the paper head. Satisfied with his own demonstration, he smiled Jillian and continued with his explanation. "It's actually a bit more complicated than that, but let's stick to that for now. Aim carefully and take your time between the shots. Come on, empty the magazine!"
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Post by Жenophilius on Dec 5, 2010 12:33:09 GMT -5
Making a quick U-turn, Basil decided to drive through heavy traffic at insane speeds. While trying to take a drink of his Fruit Cake flavored Jones, he forgot to look both ways before crossing the street, and was immediately pancaked by a truck.
Sad.
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Shelly and Kelly currently stood in the train station, both looking excitedly at their phones as they texted each other back and forth. A man pushing a heavy cart full of luggage lost control of it, falling forward and causing the cart to hit both Shelly and Kelly, knocking them both forward and getting squished by the incoming train.
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Johnny Toner was about to go on stage when a crazy ass fan shot him fifteen times in the crotch, causing him to bleed to death.
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Hugh Whisker was trying to get the boner of a lifetime for his young prostitute in the next room when he slipped on some peepee and broke his back. He soon got an erection and had a heart attack, killing him instantly. What a boner, I mean bummer!
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Jason King was taking a piss in the Comic Con bathroom when a shit load of Storm Troopers piled in and proceeded to stomp him to death.
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Alexander Cinthos sat quietly with the rest of his men on the plane to their next mission when the pilot lost control and crashed the plane into the ground. What a dumb ass.
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Post by Haloninjaman808 on Dec 5, 2010 23:46:08 GMT -5
That night, Nick sat down, gantz equipment and blood on hand. The transfer began.
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