Trigun Quote Novels & Stories

“He isn’t there, he told me to tell you that…wanna keep me company instead? The other guys are in my room…we’re gonna play, wanna join my team?” Quinn wanted to say no, considering the fact that she still wasn’t fond of the game or the controls associated with it, but she nodded her head instead. “Sure…I’ll probably only contribute to you losing though.” “I’m aware of that, big sis…especially since Frederick will also be playing. That goof uses a G3…I hate him.” “Uh…what’s a G3?” “A sniper weapon…mostly used at a far range. I believe it’s best you try it. For a more upgraded armor, I’ll log you in on my old account. I have a lot of upgraded weapons too.”

The Selron emissary muttered a silent prayer to his god and he also took this chance to utter an unheard final goodbye to his family. A breath. Then the next. Yet there was still no sound. “What the hell happened?” “FUCK!” “Our gun’s triggers are stuck!” “It’s not working, Sir!”

Nothing, I was faced with the sickeningly silent sound of the empty clip clicking. Trent's savage laughter punctures my ears. "You foolish bitch..." His statement tinged with levity. "There was only one bullet, do you honestly think I'm stupid enough to hand you a fully loaded weapon?" He sighs as he continues to laugh.

He can't even see the mf that just talked "Show yourself !'Hutton gritted still on the tree A dry laughter was his response.. "Who..."a gunshot cut his statement short. Hutton let out a lit groan as the bullet hit his arm "The fūck !?"his eyes roamed around the tree looking for the shooter His eyes landed on a man holding a sniper gun like him.. "Shît..". Antonio gave out a small grin as he pulled the trigger. Quickly Hutton let himself crash on the ground

Ryan called when he arrived at the shooting range. “I’m not really into guns,” Trunks said, adjusting his glasses. “But you’re a rich man,” Alejandro replied, aiming downrange. “You need to know how to defend yourself.” He fired. The bullet struck near the center, the sharp crack echoing through the room. Trunks flinched. “Wow! That was great, bro!” Ryan laughed. Alejandro smirked, then offered Trunks a cigarette. “Want one?” “You know I don’t smoke,” Trunks said softly.

Even though he was saying funny words, there wasn’t a hint of smile or laughter on his face. “Are you seriously quoting Nagato from Naruto?” One of the tied men joked and let out a painful chuckle. The other one smiled awkwardly with his swollen lips. “Yeah, and I’m happy you’ve seen Naruto, now I’m going to show you what Nagato really meant.” Nick replied furiously, he stabbed the man on his lap then twisted the knife, the sound of flesh tearing apart and the splash of blood was covered by the man’s outrageous yell. “Who fucking sent you?” Nick yelled back, ignoring his painful screams.

I raised my eyebrows at him cockily and waited for him to reply, he stuttered slightly knowing I was right, but still argued. “No, but im good with a gun. I’ve even saved your sorry ass before now.” Had he forgotten I had saved him too. He nudged me playfully before winking at me in success. “Oh please... you have literally shot one person in your entire life, granted it was a good shot, but still... it's natural that I am better than you." I laughed as I walked over to the far target and gathered the knives I had been throwing.

Now at eye level with me, Trina looked directly into my eyes, before she says to me, “I won’t let anything happen to you. I have your back this time. Trust me when I tell you that not too many members mess with me in this pack, because they know they will feel the rath of Alpha Gunner if they do so, and you and I both know that isn’t something you want to face.” No, I had seen Alpha Gunner and the rage that comes from within him when he is unhappy or upset, and I would never want to feel his rath truly come upon me. Yes, I have pushed him to his point of almost breaking, but thankfully, he had never truly lost his temper with me. Trina squeezed my hands at that moment, as she remained kneeli

He finished with his mouth close to her ears. She wiggled out of his hold and turned around. “That was risky, how could you pull the trigger?” She glared at him. “I knew there was nothing in there, it is my gun after-all.” “STILL!! You are unbelievable.” “Oh come on, there’s always a difference in the weight even if it’s a single bullet that’s present in it. Trust me, I would know.” He shrugged and her glare intensified. “Okay, I wont do it again. You really don’t wanna die huh?” He teased.

Emiliana Bang. Bang. My bullets hit the target, precise and true. I had grown accustomed to the vibration, the kickback in my arm every time I pulled the trigger. Vinnie insisted that my gun would soon be a part of who I was the more I used it. And now, more than ever, I believed that. “I think we need new targets.” Vinnie stated, stepping into the range just as I reloaded my gun. He held a smirk on his face, which told me he wasn’t here to make small talk.