by Meep Meepersons » Sat Mar 08, 2014 12:14 am
Gory: Soon as you arrive at the shop, you notice a light from inside. You give the door a knock, and it creaks open, a deep feminine voice resounding from within. "Doors open!" With a sigh of relief, you enter the shop. A rather musclular woman is fiddling with something behind a counter, then suddenly she stands up, hauling what you can only imagine is a bunch of melted down junk. A large chunk of scrap metal, all tangled and partially melted together. You have no idea what or where it came from, but you don't really care. For a run down town, the weapons in here look stunning. They all shine with a keenness you've only seen in big cities. You stare in awe for a moment, but swiftly gather your poise when the owner clears her throat. "So, what you wanting?" She has an obvious accent, and you are not sure from where, must be somewhere farther west.