sweartoyou | Ryslig

Have you seen one? It's the kind of steady heat I'm referring to. But I am still interested in a demonstration if you're so willing.

aye. i've seen'em. the red beam, can cut stone?

i'd be happy to show ye my skills! if'n i had four pistols, i could give ye a hell of a demonstration!

Yeah. It’s concentrated light forming a continuous beam. No matter how brief the break is while a gunslinger handles firing and reloads, there’s time taken between each action and projectile, else it would be a solid beam like a sword instead constantly generating heat an an increasing rate...to a certain degree anyway.

I only have one... and I don’t have any ammunition remaining, unfortunately.

aye, but metal holds heat, so the heat remains e'en in that fraction between hammer falls. the combustion's not consistent, but the heat is.

what sort of bullets does it take? i got loads of ammo. dunno how to make a gun from scratch, but bullets is easy. i can do that o'er a campfire!

Maybe... I would think that would allow for the slightest bit of cooling though.

I’m not familiar with specific makes of guns and bullets, so if you’d tell me and provide some, you’d be my very favorite gunslinger, sir.

[ha ha.]

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[Seems to just be a standard Ryslig revolver! Not lucky enough to have the one from home.]

can't imagine it'd make much difference to the metal.

oh, aye, that's a classic revolver, standard size. i can whip ye up some bullets for it. an teach ye how to make yer own.

can ye go out at night? i can only go out at night.

[Most definitely her favorite gunslinger.]

I can. I should just let Zack know where I'm going, but it isn't like it's easy to kill a slime anyway. I don't think there's anything for me to worry about.

Are you a vampire? My doctor is a vampire.

aye, i'm a bat!

do ye ken the delgado ranch, outside of bavan? that's where i live, i've got a nice set up for training and shooting out here.

A bat always?

[...Oh, he said more stuff. She was just so excited about bats.]

I think I can find that easily enough.

bat man, at the least! got big bat ears and bat fur and bat wings and bat legs and feet and all that.

right then, just let me know when ye'd like to come out.

[That sounds...amazing... Okay, Gardner, be chill.]

I see.

What about later?

aye, that'd be fine! just as long as it's dark.

Right. See you later, Mr. Gunslinger.

till then!

i'll like as not be on the roof of the porch.

There once was a boy who was a Halloween fanatic. He loved dressing up for Halloween, he loved pulling pranks and watching horror movies, and above everything else... he loved candy. One fateful year, while he went trick-or-treating, he visited a house. This house was creepy as hell! It was big, it was old, it smelled like a grandmother and it was owned by a happy, old rich couple. The boy came here thinking that he would be handed out big chocolate bars, because it was a rich person's house but when he knocked on their door... he was handed a bag of that shitty candy that nobody likes! Tootsie rolls, shitty flavoured dum-dums, those weird... peanut things... needless to say, the boy was heartbroken. He was so heartbroken that he died, right there on their porch and now, every Halloween he goes out and finds people to curse. He wants everyone to suffer the same way he did!

Everybody is already suffering from his curse!! Send this to ten people to break the curse, or to avoid getting cursed, or you'll be stuck looking freakier than usual for the rest of your life!!!!!!!!!!

[boss...]

This would be more credible if it didn't sound like the author got bored in the middle. Moreover...if the idea is to suffer as he did, then wouldn't the curse bring you shitty candy?

[Does she regret working for Ibuki, yet?]

welllll, maybe the author was cursed to get bored of everything they did!! or maybe they were dying, so they didn't have time to write it more excitingly!!

and maybe........... maybe the curse is to make us as shitty as the candy!?!?

[Boss is fascinating and gives her a good job opportunity, she just also needs a babysitter, clearly.]

Shitty like people would call you a bitch or shitty like you're sick and tired and probably taste terrible? I don't think I would be concerned about either... Who wants to eat a slime?

maybe one... maybe the other... maybe BOTH!!!

and give yourself a little credit, rachel-chan! i'm sure you taste fine!!!
ibuki would eat loads of slime if she thought it was okay! like slimy candy, or slimy sauces!!!

Then how come I don't get any doggy kisses?

[It's been wonderful seeing Ray around the Hill House again... As a snail person. Ah well, better than having to deal with Mana fucking up an order. Ya know what's even better than that?

Zack knocking on the door and sounding like an excited kid.]

HEY! HEY, RAY! THERE'S A BAR IN TOWN THAT HAS SOME KIND OF DRINK THAT TURNS YOU HUMAN FOR A WHILE! THEY'RE HAVING A FREE DRINKS DAY SOON!

[After being in a home so still that the only real sound was the heartbeat of clocks on another floor, having Zack’s yelling around again is both jarring and a comfort. Especially since he seems happy this time... Ah. That’s nice. She really likes it when he smiles, and even though he’s still on the other side of the door, she can hear the smile in his voice.]

You can come in...

[Might as well just get that out of the way while she carefully marks the page of a book she’s reading and sets it aside. Her shell makes such a nice desk, when she doesn’t have to move around...]

I saw when they first talked about it... It’s good, but there’s a few problems. I don’t know if they’ll let me in a bar if I look like this, and it doesn’t work unless you’re inside.

[Zack nearly slams the door open and... Oh. She knows about it already. So what's Zack gonna do with this laptop under his arm?]

Like what, a giant slug? We have giant fucking shark people running around, so who gives a crap?

[As for the second thing. He, uh.]

Oh... Well, shit. [So much for the boundless enthusiasm.]

[............zack]

Like a thirteen-year-old. I think it’s an adult-only place.

[He can always set his laptop on her shell, too, where she’s propping herself up under her chin.]

Mm. They have a rule about monsters not being able to kill humans there... But I’m not sure about humans killing humans. I don’t remember if I asked.

[Okay, sure. He just plops it on the shell and grabs a seat next to her.]

Maybe you should? I mean, I guess the guy who posted it would wanna talk to you about it.

[Unlike Zack, who not only is violent and blunt but has KILLER ANGEL as a username.]

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