Comical Weapon Patreon Novels & Stories

All eyes were on me, the live-streaming section flooded with comments on how pathetic a human will be at this because they weren’t allowed access to weaponry. A wicked smile curves at my lips, “My performance will be worth the watch, I can guarantee that.”

Logan was interrupted by Jake. "I volunteer!" He said without hesitation. Carla looked up at him. She saw that fire burning in his eyes, she wondered what he's been through. Once Jake said he was in, more people volunteered. Professor Logan looked at Carla, then continued his speech. "Every one of you will be given right now, a weapon built with the venom of a werewolf, very effective in the killing of both vampires and werewolves." They all collected their weapons and were discarded except Carla.

"It helps me get into the mood to clean." "No problem." He was a tattooed man with long hair pulled back into a ponytail. His smile was warm. "What can I help you with?" "I need a gun and to learn how to use it." "Okay. Let me see what I have. You looking for something for target practice or with stopping power?" "Stopping power." "Ex?" She nodded. Guess she wasn't the first woman who came in her to buy protection. "A story as old as time. We men can be assholes," he said. He held out his hand. "Jeb Warner."

Leone sassed We all laughed as he kept rolling his eyes at James and Silas. “Well like I said, I will be over there for the weapon distribution. From what I saw from Kiara’s memory, they are really lit. Their uncle, Hephaestus created it for them. They’ve even got attires. A fucking assemble for when a fight breaks out. I really really want” Matthews whined “Haha so bad…you won’t get… I will be getting and rocking the fuck out of it” Stephanie teased “Ugh I will talk to Chaos tomorrow so I can come see. You guys have got my interest so peeked.” Richard grunted out

But as far as I know, she was a Captain in the army. “...Huh?…I am still a captain thou…but I am also a part of the Military Special Research Department…that is why I am working over here…Boss…hehehe…I have made a new toys!!!..wanna see?…Look at this!!..it a new type of Grenade Launcher!!..I called it, the Dragon Bomb Launcher Type 1!!!….”. (Polly Grokham) “.……Okay…I look at them latter…every time I see you..you always pulled out weird stuff for me to look at..Later..later….I am hungry right now…”.

It makes it so that the day you are in dire need of using the gun, it jams and refuses to fire when you pull the trigger. And the people who normally patronized Draco's weapon were politicians and government officials who sourced it for security agencies in order for them to use it to protect the common people from criminals. The bloodcurdling screams broke me from my train of thoughts. The man's knee cap had been cut open, and Fat Joe was scooping out the flesh using something that looked like a spoon but had very sharp edges. I had seen such scenes several times before, but I could help but feel my stomach churning as I watched the bloody scene.

I smiled at her, then dropped three hundreds on the table. "Cáel, you are armed," Hana gasped softly. "Oh this," I shrugged. "I've cut down today because of the government meetings...that means three pistols, two tomahawks and one knife." "Do we need to worry about the police?" she whispered once she came to my side. We were angling for the door. "Thank you for your assistance," Pamela spoke to the Soccer Mom. "I'll makes sure the Clintons put you on their Christmas card list." The woman looked thrilled. Pamela was tossing currency at the table she shared while Saku picked up her plate and a bottle of wine.

I said in a low tone. Peter and Justine both glanced to where I talked about. Peter put his palm on his forehead as he brought the weapons, he got from that old, abandoned junkyard. He was bringing with him a Kriss Vector Assault Rifle, a Windham Weaponry's new RMCS-3 AR-15 - Silenced, Scoped, a Kel-Tec KSG-25 Shotgun, a grain sickle, and an axe. I smirked when he brought good and best weapons to use. “Here, hold this for me for a meanwhile,” Peter gave me his axe and grain sickle.

Ambrose said. "Good morning, Mr. Ambrose." Seolurrie smiled and waved her hand. "A good morning to you, too." Mr. Ambrose nodded his head. "Oh, right. Do you have any spare equipment I can use? Dagger or short swords would be nice." "About that..." Mr. Ambrose looked at President Carlton who is now looking at them. "I ordered the weaponry department to make a weapon specifically for you. It should be finished now, you can just drop by the weaponry department and get it. Just tell them your name and they will give you the weapon." President Carlton instructed.

The one who just attacked me telekinetically took a long and very sharp sword; the second one in front of me chose a huge axe; and the third one on my left side got himself a spear. I glanced at my poniard. Ponpon was grinning at me like crazy that I’d never seen him before in such a state. Now what’s with his insane aura?