Der Freischütz

Cannot believe this was a statement I must say, but if anyone sees any images of me being affected by 'Pink Shoes', they're fake.

That didn't happen.

My argument? The Martini-Henry in my hands.

Indeed. If you offer me a payment, I shall fire this gun at anyone you desire.

And it will never miss, my magical bullets always hit their targets.

Already have, and I will, depending if I am paid or not.

Whoever pays me decides where my bullet shall land.

Attach wheels to it and do a kick flip.

You're incriminating yourself by doing this.

Why is this embarrassing?

Water found in ocean. Of course she's cool. She's Red.

...keep the marshmallows off my gun and give me half and I won't shoot you.

I'd gladly shoot transphobes for free.

Or any other form of bigot.

Good idea. Don't fight the skeletons, it *does not* end well.

Understood.

@animacktheduck.bsky.social

That's the point.

I'm not a glorified stove.

No.

Understood.

[He readies his rifle, runes appearing from it, and he fires.]

Now, my payment. Hand it over.

One time, an agent tried to roast a rotisserie chicken using my head. I promptly shot them but it did make me mildly curious...

Many refer to me as an "aurafarmer".

Good. A gunman like me should have their presence be known, and the threat they bring feared.

In some worlds, I am a righteous hunter, and in some, a bloodstained gunman. As long as I can fire away, that is all that matters.

If you so require my services, merely ask.