::your dreaming of tanks with machine guns running over people and blasting as they go, and of giant purple dinosaurs singing "I love you, you love me, were a happy family", then you smell some nice home cooking::

::you begin to rouse from your dream, and the smells aren't quite as nice as the dream, as you are face down in something, right above you, you hear the signiture of a vietnam era machine gun, rat-a-tat-tatting continously::

Jhiaxus

I pull out my SMG and take a look around keeping low to avoid any stray bullets and try to get a better idea of what is going on around me and what exactly I see, and hear besides vietnam era machine guns.

::you hear another pam-pam-pam, and the former machine gunner falls backwards over you and lays dead with a bullet hole right between the eyes::

::you stand up with your SMG, and you see a figure walking toward you, you've seen him before, a late 30's early forties Clint Eastwood playing Dirty Harry, weilding the familiar 44 magnum he was famous for, he stolls up seeming oblivious your holding your SMG up in a threatening fashion and looks from the dead guy to you::

"I bet your wondering if I fired 5 shots or 6, right about now, all I have to ask you, is are you feeling lucky punk? WELL ARE YA ::he gives his tradional Clint Eastwood "I'm a bad dude" face::

Jhiaxus

((I assume I have room to the left and to the right of me))

I look at him with a cold type of smirk on my face.

"It doesn't matter whether you fired 5 or 6 shots, but know this..."

I start firing and run to the side as I fire at him.

"..I'm a verser, what you do...well we'll leave that to fate."

I empty the clip into him ((hopefully, and adjusting to shoot him if he moves))

::you point the submachine gun at him and pull the trigger, it goes click, click, click, as it hasn't been reloaded since the last time you used it::

::Clint looks at you, as he fires a bullet right between your eyes::

"Better luck next time punk"

Jhiaxus

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