The BlackJack pirates 1

I shouted, the men drawing their swords and readying their flintlocks as the pirate ship approached us, gaining even more speed, cutting through the water like a blade.

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Tribe Chapter 8

As the dog turned he let out a yell, whipped out a small flintlock pistol from his belt clutched it in both shaking paws and blasted a small hole into a pine tree several yards from the wolf. "what the hell jacob!"

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The Sinner and the Sorceress

He also found a small flintlock pistol wrapped in burlap, a carving knife, and a sizeable pairing of flint and steel. the wolf quickly took inventory, readjusting the heavy coat on his shoulders.

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The Imperial Family: Building an Empire in a day

Though unlikely to see the crown, the young bull did see the occupation of the british, and the deaths of most of his brothers as they attempted fighting modern british army and its flintlocks with swords.

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Astral High - Chapter 48

Although, angmallen wasn't wearing his uniform, instead he was wearing a solid black trenchcoat with, what appeared to be, flintlock pistols strapped to it.

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The Legacy of the Azerothian Skies 3

Jane felt the biting cold slowing her down, but her swords parried every single blow the death knight could perform, one of them even allowing her to let one of her swords go in midair as it flew upwards and pulling out her flintlock pistol to fire a round

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Naantam, Naantam

Ah, his older brother would surely be the death of him - thinking only with his flintlock and his prick, it was a marvel he had survived and prospered with him in this wilderness.            

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The Cabin

He leaned his flintlock rifle on the wall and flipped back his hood, scattering snow that clung to it onto the floor. he was an ursine. a big brown one. mandy had only seen one other bear in her life.

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Chapter 6

Any ability i have is with that stupid flintlock pistol my grandfather gave me when i was a kid." "right, and i'll admit, it was pretty impressive, but that's not magic. i think.

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For'se, Gentleman Kobold!

Too short to be a dwarf, but the smell of soot and coal was present, as was an over-sized flintlock pistol thrust into his belt. click. click. click.

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Chapter I- Memories of the Old World

The feeling of uncertainty fueled his fears as he remembered he'd left behind his flintlock at the cabin. he lifted his hatchet but a voice spoke through the stillness, "i mean you no harm. you are english yes?"

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