Don't go to school tomorrow
My vision became red pure red and the only things i could see were prey... prey all i thought was hunt... kill... mate... a soldier took the pistol again and pointed it at my head i heard a gunshot and my vision faded.
Shattered-Epilogue
She pushed him into the ground as she rose, reaching over for the discarded plasma pistol, pointing it to his head. "talk!" the minister spit out teeth and dark red blood before finally speaking, staring down the pistol pointed at his forehead.
Wtf is with my dreams?
The view switched to someone dressed in black and holding a pistol. the pistol fired and the person in car with me was hit, he said in in a calm voice "well, looks like this is where i die... real shame" he sighed.
Identity: Chapter Thirty-Three
A glance in the pistol's magazine showed one bullet left. he pointed the pistol at the leopard's head and smiled. "it's been a pleasure helping you on your journey" he said.
Other Options - Part 9
It took me almost no effort at all to snatch the pistol from her paw.
Cubinioa -6- Rectal discharge of a gun
The stand off is shattered as the little helper droid follows it's chosen parameters, and crams the butt of the powerful laser pistol up the startled foxes ass.
chpt.4-God Help Us All
When what was left of matthew regained his footing he screamed and began sprinting towards me again i pointed the pistol at him taking carful aim and then without thought or felling i squeezed the trigger.
Priority: Quarantine
Vask reached over and grabbed the pistol, and quickly and deftly partially disassembled the pistol. he pressed on a few components and then reassembled the pistol. the pistol returned his actions with a green light.
Drunk on Freedom
He wore nothing but some cut off jeans and the pistol on a belt.
Priority: Arena
Seeing the krogan pull out his gun, archer pulled out his own pistol. he jumped when the pistol let out a loud bang and kicked back into his hand.
Final Assault
"damn it.." the captain swore, drawing his pistol. "get ready for a fight boys." he ordered his men, who all drew pistols and cutlasses. "silvia, get yer ass in gear bitch!" the big iguana hissed, tossing her a dagger and a pistol of her own.
Final Nights : Issue 1
Malvernus roared and stepped backwards, the two ferrets drawing their sidearms...and stopping as hunter's pistol cleared leather before theirs, the wolf sliding forward and ramming the pistol under the bovine's nose, finger tightening on the trigger, his whole