Gun Club

[mparkerceo]

Parker is examining her newest purchases, and nobody gets to touch them. She'll slap your hand if you try.

Targets are set up-- with a specialty on gremlin silhouettes.

Have at it.

ETA: Best score on the Gremlin silhouettes gets a case of free ammo and a bottle of your choice of booze from Parker.

Comments

[wraithbaitjohn]

*Wanders in, he's not a member of the club, but blowing up a few non-essential items sounded pretty good at this point*

Hey, is this a private gun club or can anyone wreck and destroy?

[mparkerceo]

Parker walks over, hands on hips, and grins. "Wreck and destroy at will. Have you got a weapon, or do you need to use one of our 9mms? We're giving away a prize tonight for the high score."

[wraithbaitjohn]

I came in with a 9mm and P-90, but they were confiscated at the weapons round up.

High score, huh? Should I mention that I'm sharpshooter... or at least I was at 'home'?

[mparkerceo]

"If they were confiscated, they should be in lock-up with your name on them here." Parker cocks an eyebrow. "Well then. Show me what you've got." This last is *almost* said completely innocently.

[wraithbaitjohn]

*walks over and finds his P-90*

Excellent!

*loads up a gremlin target, waits for it to fly back against the back wall*

You have some odd targets here. But then again, I suppose it wouldn't make much sense to have just human shaped ones here, since it's as likely as not that we'd ever be shooting at human-shaped targets.

*not entirely sure where the vitals ona Gremlin are, She assumes 5 rounds in a three inch circle between the eyes will still prove lethal, and aims and delivers.*

[mparkerceo]

"Exactly. Gremlins, zombies, and we're thinking of adding dinosaurs on here. You never know."

"Wow, you weren't kidding about 'sharpshooter', were you?" Parker is unwillingly impressed.

[wraithbaitjohn]

Where I come from the occasional T-Rex is to be expected.

Anyway, no I wasn't. Ask Lizzie about a guy named Kolya sometime. Let's just say he didn't believe I was that good. I don't think he lived to change his opinion.

[mparkerceo]

"Hmmm. I wonder if I can get one of those animatronic dummies to work for that..."

"Whoops. So noted, and I'll ask her. You and John Connor are hitting the high score so far, though Carter isn't far behind you two."

[wraithbaitjohn]

Only if you don't want your animatronic dummies to ever do anything else ever again.

Maybe Conner, Carter and I could do some kind of moving target tie-breaker?

[mparkerceo]

"Aww, spoil my fun."

"Hmmm. We don't have one of those set-ups yet, but maybe I can get someone to install one by next week." She looks back at Connor, shooting away. "We can always do the pin-trials that we did last time. Have you done any of that? Shoot from at rest, limited time?"

[[mostly so I can think of really cool targets for it, bwaha.]]

[wraithbaitjohn]

I don't think that would spoil your fun as much as a group of us doing that *gestures to brainless-gremlin-target* to your robot.

I'm not sure I follow what 'pin trials' are.

By the way, to change the subject completely for a second... was it me or was there no Ethics class today?

[mparkerceo]

"True. And I wouldn't want something like Mr. Canute Mimir Fluffypants to suffer that fate."

"It's when you shoot at bowling pins, a twelve-pin set-up, and whoever gets the most with the least ammo, gets the most points. We did it the last time we had a meeting too."

"I can't actually tell... When it comes to Ethics class, my mind is a blank. heh."