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<blockquote data-quote="modus666" data-source="post: 3384970" data-attributes="member: 9301">gauntletGauntlet gives Maddy a quick roll of the eyes before moving to get himself something to drink.&nbsp; He fumbles with one of the glasses, nearly shattering it, before settling on a larger, safer plastic tumbler for his soda, which he pours from a 3-litre bottle from the nearvy fridge.As he does so he replies to Marie.&quot;Well I am not sure of exact... er design.&nbsp; I... did not making myself this way.&nbsp; But I seem capable of firing rounds in the fifty caliber range.&nbsp; Nothing I'd ever want to use on a person mind you.&quot;He takes a sip of his soda.&quot;Ahhh... Coca Cola... not always so easy to find where I am from, da? Anyway...&quot;He holds his arm out to Marie, closer inspection reveals that there does not seem to be any flesh inside those arms of his.&nbsp; It as if someone ripped off the man's arms and replaced them with these inhumanly large, bulky devices.&nbsp; There is a soft click followed by a loud clank and of of the guns rises up from its semi-concealed port.&quot;Doctors say is wired to my nerves.&nbsp; I think and it works.&nbsp; Had to practice hard to learn... what is word... &quot;right thoughts&quot; to use to avoid hurting anyone.&quot;Gauntlet blinks.&quot;I am sorry, but I was not catching your name?&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="modus666, post: 3384970, member: 9301"] [b]gauntlet[/b] Gauntlet gives Maddy a quick roll of the eyes before moving to get himself something to drink. He fumbles with one of the glasses, nearly shattering it, before settling on a larger, safer plastic tumbler for his soda, which he pours from a 3-litre bottle from the nearvy fridge. As he does so he replies to Marie. "Well I am not sure of exact... er design. I... did not making myself this way. But I seem capable of firing rounds in the fifty caliber range. Nothing I'd ever want to use on a person mind you." He takes a sip of his soda. "Ahhh... Coca Cola... not always so easy to find where I am from, da? Anyway..." He holds his arm out to Marie, closer inspection reveals that there does not seem to be any flesh inside those arms of his. It as if someone ripped off the man's arms and replaced them with these inhumanly large, bulky devices. There is a soft click followed by a loud clank and of of the guns rises up from its semi-concealed port. "Doctors say is wired to my nerves. I think and it works. Had to practice hard to learn... what is word... "right thoughts" to use to avoid hurting anyone." Gauntlet blinks. "I am sorry, but I was not catching your name?" [/QUOTE]

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