Bullet Puncture.
 

Chapter 1

"Ugh, stupid heavy barrel." Clak lifted the gun's barrel onto the table. He then picked up a hammer and began to belt it into shape. Clak was a Varkeetekt. He owned a weapon shop in Chokreeki, a small city on the shores of Parados, a newly discovered island that was being colonised. He was building a new gun that fired acid-filled capsules. then he was going sell it. Finally he finished. He attached the barrel to the firing mechanism. Then he crawled into bed. Little did he know that he would do more than sell the gun tommorrow.....

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Chapter 2
 

Chapter 2

Clak woke up. He could here the streets outside. "Jeez, you'd think they were celebrating something." He grumbled. Clak grabbed a brew and slung the new gun over his shoulder. Then he pushed the door open. The streets sounded like twenty freight trains all at once, mostly because of the screaming Interns. Clak pushed his way through the crowd. A slig was standing on a box shouting "Meats, fresh meats! to for 20 Moolah!" and waving his meat in the air. Clak needed to get out of town, and then work from there.....

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