You are Tyrone, son of Shaniqa, and no one was ever going to accuse you of being intelligent. You walk over and fling the door wide open to reveal several armed police officers on a prostituion sting.
You stand there 9mm in hand as the chicken you were nawing on falls from your open mouth. The police officers glance behid you at the dead hooker with the crack pipe protruding from her anus and open fire.
You have died
You are Tyrone, son of Shaniqa, and no one was ever going to accuse you of being intelligent. You walk over and fling the door wide open to reveal several armed police officers on a prostituion sting.
You stand there 9mm in hand as the chicken you were nawing on falls from your open mouth. The police officers glance behid you at the dead hooker with the crack pipe protruding from her anus and open fire.
You have died
As I fall I get my last aim and score a perfect shot right between his eyes. The police officer didn't realize he has shot my reflection from that mirror on that opened wardrobe door.
Luckily the cop's uniform is my exact same size, so I change and walk away in the darkness...
As I fall I get my last aim and score a perfect shot right between his eyes. The police officer didn't realize he has shot my reflection from that mirror on that opened wardrobe door.
Luckily the cop's uniform is my exact same size, so I change and walk away in the darkness...
Roll 3 D6's for a saving throw
Roll 3 D6's for a saving throw
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