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>"Bugger!" Tom The Baloney Guy hissed. "That Right Awful Dodger Just Billywhizzed My Dapper Silk, Oy Wot You Facking Cunts!".
>Tom The Baloney Guy was way past his usual limits for scum like this pack of schoolboys. He drew 2 fabulous looking Wheellock Revolvers out of his trusty trenchcoat. The first firearm, nicknamed "Willy" had a 10-Bolt Magazine. Note that I used "magazine" and not "clip". Thank you.Willy certainly lived up to its name.
>Willy's barrel had a notch on it for every bad-egg it had slain. Obviously, it had several extensions to the barrel to accomidate for the several dozen odd engravings of death on it. The result was a 12-inch powerpistol that spewed its deadly missiles with pleasure.
>The second gun, "Mosley" had 10 rounds loaded in its clip this time. Not a magazine, a clip. It also had cogs embedded into the barrel which travelled at high speeds to accelerate the bullet. A miniture valve was attatched to the gun to supervise the hotness the motherfucker tore up.
>It had been given a industrial-rustic-yet-Victorian themed finish which gave the delightful little fellow a real character of its own.
>Tom The Baloney guy was standing his ground. The stakes were drawn. Wild Wacky West Showdown at Broadway 0600 hours at The Big Ben Tower In London,English Province IXX,Grand British Isles Imperium. Shit was heating up in this Taco Stand -_-
>However my dear reader, I feel as if we've thrust you into the action of the deep end a little too quickly.
>Let's turn back the notch a little bit,pippip cheerio me ole wanka!! *does steampunk parkour backflip into time cortex portal*
>CATCH THE WAVE NEXT TIME ON /a/ WHEN
>EPIC TALES OF STEAMPUNK PARKOUR FOR ADVENTEROUS AND SEXUALLY POTENT GENTLEMEN: THE JACKARSE CHRONICLES OF TOM THE BALONEY GUY CHAPTER 2:A Pinta Lager,A Packet o' Crisps,A quick smokum on the tobacky, an Observitum Of The Man U On The Telly and a willy waggle in the lads toilets HITS THE STREETS,PIPPIP CHEERIO!
