Out of Coffee: Sorry for the absence. I totally forgot. *shot for being an ignorant jerk*
BIC:
Skelter shuffled slightly. Hell, this was boring. She could almost feel cramps starting to form in her legs from just standing there.
"Well, is somebody gonna shoot?" she asked, pointing her gas launcher from side to side. Bo faultered. He could fire, but his shotgun was so powerful that he would completely obliterate the entire group; he was fine with killing them all, he was just afraid that somebody would turn at the last minute and shoot him.
"Anybody?" Bo suggested. "Wanna fire now before I pull the trigger?"
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