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J.R continues his approach and softly, but stern as to not scare the girl says, "Now ma'am we'd be a lot more at ease if you'd go ahead and git rid of that gun. In fact hauscome don't yinz give it to me fer now. You'll git it back whenever I believe yinz won't try and shoot us. Wir not gowen to...

(OOC :: WAT now it works... LOL use whichever you want haha)

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Perception Roll: [roll0] J.R. Stirs at the sound of an argument nearby. He sits up and rubs the sleep from his eyes and squints into the darkness. The voices grew louder, Cyril, T-Dawg, Marks, and an unidentifiable female, stammering out commands. J.R. stands and grabs the Glock from beside...

(OOC :: Sorry I'm late to the party I'm not getting notifications on my phone for some reason. Would J.R. have been alerted to the intruders? What rolls need to happen? Sorry again for the tardiness.)

(OOC :: J.R. must have passed out with his ear buds in lol)

J.R. spends his night field stripping his new friend and made sure that it hadn't been screwed up at the range. He finishes up applying a little bit of lubricant between the slide and frame before putting it back together. He listens to a little bit of Metallica before passing out around 8pm.

J.R. eats his meal and says little. He watches as Cyril and Otter bicker back and forth. He's almost finished when Feral storms off. He quickly grabs a napkin and wipes his mouth which is half full of food and mutters, "Sounds like a Charlie Foxtrot to me, but screw it, I'm jest da muscle. Lead...

J.R. takes his spot at the table and looks over the menu, "Can't be any worse than prison food... right?' He glances at Deena hopefully, "At any rate I'll take da spare ribs wit da beans and macaroni salad. A lemonade too." He doesn't bother reading the article, but catches the headline as...

J.R accepts all the documents and tucks the Glock 21 into an appendix position in his waistband (OOC :: Appendix is at approximately 1 o'clock. I'm also assuming a concealed carry holster provided.) " I appreciate da offer fer a ride but I'd prefer not to hit da bricks widaht our ride. I'll...

Understandable haha

(OOC :: Meant to mention the Glock 21 is a semi auto like the 20 but fires a .45ACP.)

Interesting. Thank you buddy.

J.R. has been edited to match a lvl 5 character (HP still up for discussion) including wishlist.

Ugh math is hard and I am thoroughly confused. In my mind half my HP (1d8) is 4 plus my Con modifier of +2. So in my mind at lvl 5 J.R. would have 34 HP. If that is incorrect I will just roll the die. Let me know.

J.R. steps out of the car and falls in behind Feral, offering a hand to Deena, "J.R. Lockwood ma'am, pleased ta meet yun." He follows them through the barn feeling almost at home. It took him back to his days in the Rangers. He approaches the tables with the multitude of weapons laying on them...

J.R. hangs up the pump and sees D0 and Cyril exiting the store, he watches D0 as she glances over her shoulder at the store and sips from the gigantic cup of soda she purchased inside, obviously deep in thought. He waves them over ushering them to hurry into the vehicle, " Alls filled up, let's...

CB I sent you a PM can you let me know if you got it. Using this cellphone app is a bit wonky.

Yah I forgot to check in. The last month or so life has been rough. I'll get something worked out tonight I hope. Also now that I think about it I don't know if I ever levelled to 3 lol

Alrighty when I have some time I'll update my character. I'm all for returning to play.