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Deadlands d20 In-Character (Turn 1)

Thomas Smith

As his confidence renews due to this recent success, Thomas rapidly shoots the beast twice before anyone can blink.
 

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Angrily, Dustin thrashes around as the plants entwine his legs. ''S like the devil himself is workin' 'gainst me!' he thinks. Hands still trembling, he takes another shot at the monster. If ah kin take this thing down, maybe it'll stop whatever it's doin' to th' plants.

Ranged attack +0 (+3 - 3 fear)
 


Scarlet watches the other people in the area who all seem to be busily occupied with killing the creature. It's odd that everybody's tripping on those weeds, and why are there so many weeds out there on the street anyway?

"I think it's crying?! Somebody put that thing out of it's misery!"

I've gotta figure out whats going on here. Where's the sheriff in this town anyway? Since the creature is too far out of range, she'll take a look around on the porch and peek inside the sheriff's office. I could sure use a rifle right about now!
 
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OCC sorry this has taken so long I have not be able to get onto the boards for a really long time :( anyway...

End of round 5...

Felix aims off a shot with his lightning and fires Attack roll 14 +3 -4 (range) =13 Hit, damage roll 2d4+2, 3+1 +2 =6 points of damage striking the creature in the back of the head and blowing most of it out the front! The creature seems to stand swaying for a moment or two, and looks back at you all. One of its eyes is missing and the other is bloodshot, with most of the face gone or a horrible wreck... it stares at you all with hate and malice before falling to ground and does not move!

All of you are stunned for a second by the horror that was reflected from that face, but you quickly recover and look around at each other. When a loud voice is heard...

"Just what in the hell-fire heck is going on here? What in tarnation is that? Who in the hell are you all? You best put up your hands and lower them weapons right now!" At first you don't see where the voice is coming from but then a large burly man, wearing a buffalo hide Duster and a big hat stands around the corner where the creature is. He has a Winchester in his hands and colt on his belt. Two other gruffly dressed men, one carrying a Winchester the other a double barrel shotgun, are behind him. You see that they are all wearing badges. The one with the shotgun is pointing at the bloody mess of a creature before him. The man who spoke and the other man with the Winchester are looking back and forth between the creature on the ground and at you all but are not pointing weapons at you... yet. They are about 70' away (60' from Dustin) on the edge of the entangle but not moving any closer.

Actions? [Also Dustin is still stuck by the plants in the middle of the street]


D'oH I am still signed in as Sen... sorry about that, this is Karl Green sometimes Jedi Padawan :)
 
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Running Wolf gently lays her bow on the ground, and glares silently at the men. She remains quiet, knowing that her tongue will perhaps buy more trouble than anything else.

So perhaps these are the true law-men for this city. But how could such men not sense such a horror in their midst?

RunningWolf
 

Thomas Smith

"Constable, refrain from firing. We are friends and not foes." Thomas gently places his Winchester rifle on the ground near his feet and turns to face the large man, with his hands in the air. "I apologize for the terrible mess which we have stirred, but that creature there is one of the foulest demons for Hell's endless abyss. I suggest you observe great caution when inspecting its remains. Please tell us how we may address you, constable."
 

Still struggling with the vines that hold his feet in place, Dustin raises his hands and lets his gun drop. He's sweating something fierce. Don't they see that thing before 'em? How kin they all be so calm?

His legs feel like water, it's all he can do to stand straight and look at the new arrivals. "Some kind a monster, sir," he stutters, lip trembling. "Like some kind a rabid animal... it use ta look like a man... called himself a deputy... oh my gawd this ain't happenin'!" The words all come out in a rush, before Dustin even has time to register what he's saying.
 

Felix, lowers his gun and spins it into his holster. He smiles a wide grin of pearly white teeth, and hitches his thumbs into his gunbelt. He looks over at the newly arrived lawmen and smiles again.

Well, Sheriff, that there beastie appears to be a dead beastie. But it's like my Granny Poe used to say, "Cut it 's black heart out boy, for'en its pops up agin and gives yah a kiss."

I'd suggest we do just that, and right quick.
 
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