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1. Comment with your character with character name and canon in the subject line. Include game if you want, but not required. IMPORTANT! You must also choose the RANDOM ICON option next to your icon selection. That icon will basically set the "stage" for everyone else to tag off from. You don't have to supply any additional information.

2. Taggers! Hit the RANDOM ICON next to your icon selection. KEEP IT RANDOM! It's called "Random Icon Meme" for a reason! This icon will dictate what the character's response will be.

3. Look to see which icon was chosen and make a tag based off it. It can be serious, crack, and even completely derail from the previous tag. Be creative and try to make it work! But have fun—this is supposed to be crack. Bonus points if the thread somehow ends up IC anyway.

4. Rinse and repeat.

5. SPAM FOREVER

.../hits random icon for this entry. heh.

SOB we've gone over 5k so reCaptcha has kicked in. But all these threads are beautiful. Beautiful. LET'S KEEP IT UP GUYS /will be over here crying tears at the hilarity

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[redbelltolls]

I am certain.

[ Her expression says she does not believe that for a moment, but the gun finally lowers. ]

[sharpshooter]

[At least she's lowering the gun, that's a relief. Of all the times not to be carrying his musket...]

They're a bit more interested in that piece you've got there... [He pauses for a moment-] Flintlock?

[redbelltolls]

[ It is hard to read the way she reacts to that, though he definitely has her attention. She studies him carefully. ]

Correct.

[sharpshooter]

[Being unable to read this woman makes him a bit wary - but she didn't seem to reject his inquiry at least. This subject might be safe.]

I prefer a larger gun myself - a steady musket over my shoulder is all I need to feel at home. Your pistol gets the job done and it does it quick but the raw power behind a rifle, it's something any gunman should experience just once.

[redbelltolls]

You needn't worry about my experience.

[ Her expression has faded back to seriousness, though that might just be her normal state. ]

These beauties are just easier to carry on a stroll.

[sharpshooter]

[He seems to mirror her expression.]

Who said I was worrying?

[redbelltolls]

No need to get short.

[ Even though she is, herself. Her glance, however, is calm; there is no real annoyance in it. ]

You do not find all that many gunners around here. What brings you this way?

[sharpshooter]

I heard there was someone in this village with some real skill - someone who could shoot a target from hundreds of yards away, who could strike a pheasant dead on a foggy morning...

[He can't help but glance at her pistols again.]

You wouldn't happen to know anything about this guy, would you?

[redbelltolls]

[ Annoyance clouds the woman's expression, and her next breath is accompanied with an irriated hmph. ]

No guy here like that, as far as I know.

[sharpshooter]

[The sudden annoyance in her tone only serves to intrigue him, cocking his eyebrow again.]

That's a real shame there... I would've liked to see if their skill matched my own...

[redbelltolls]

[ A test of skills...

Someone to actually test her skills against.

It had been a good while since she had gotten the pleasure. No one nearby would shoot against her now; it was too much of a blow to their pride.

Maybe she would be lucky, and this man would be a challenge. ]

There are a few boys with half-decent aim and a couple rilfes a little ways out of town.

[ She reaches up to tuck a lock of hair behind her ear. ]

Or you could shoot against me.

[sharpshooter]

Against you?

I can't say I've got my gun on me but if you want to loan me one of those ladies [He gestures with his head a bit towards her guns] I'd be willing to take a look at what you can do.

[redbelltolls]

I will allow it.

[ Normally Sayaka does not let anyone touch her guns, but the idea of competition is too good to pass up. ]

We can head out west a little ways. There's a good slope there to shoot against.

[sharpshooter]

[Shigehide nods, gesturing for her to go on ahead.]

Lead the way, beautiful.

[redbelltolls]

[ He actually gets something of a smile before she turns to lead him out, walking with a brisk purpose. ]

It is not too far.

[ Oh, though she supposes she does not know one important thing. ]

What was your name, in any case?

[sharpshooter]

Just call me Suzuki Shigehide... [Saika Shigehide would be more precise but a part of him would rather not reveal that just yet - lest the woman before him end up with cold feet right before their little competition.]

Is that the cliff?

[redbelltolls]

Suzuki.

[ She repeated the name to memorize it. ]

That's right. Just mind the livestock, if they come nosing this way.

[ While at first the noise of gunfire had caused them to stampede in panic, they had gotten too used to the sound over the years of having an excitable young girl practice to be particularly bothered by it now.

The field gives them a nice long shot, clear from any debris, and the rock face could obviously keep their bullets from wandering astray. Sayaka went to the cliff's bottom first, where in a semi-neat pile there were many a thing that had apparently been used for target practice. She picked out a few gourds that were in fairly good shape and unwound a ball of string to start hanging them up. ]

[sharpshooter]

[Shigehide just follows her, watching as she sets up the range - intent on staying out of her way. She still seems a bit testy, even if she's eager to prove her skill.]

And your name?

[redbelltolls]

[ That she seems to be; granted, it is a persona she has worked very dilligently at perfecting. Keeping men wary of her kept her safer than her guns could ever manage on their own. ]

Sayaka.

[ She finishes and then turns, giving him one more glance over before drawing one of her pistols and offering him the hilt. ]

I trust you'll play nice with it.

[ The pair she has is not the kind of quality the Saika do, certainly, but they are nicer than a woman in the middle of nowhere should rightfully own. It is obvious they are well loved; their flaws are balanced with immaculate care.

Sayaka worked hard for those guns, and she treated them accordingly. ]

[sharpshooter]

[Sayaka... That has a nice ring to it. Though he doesn't have time to comment upon it before she's offering him one of her pistols. He takes it, inspecting it carefully as he holds his chest out pridefully.]

Treating a gun like this with anything but respect? That's pretty much the ultimate sin right there. She's quite a beauty- [He eyes the woman, unable to mask the coy smirk] Just like her handler.

[redbelltolls]

[ ...

She turns a little too quickly to mask whatever her real reaction was to that, choosing to only glance over her shoulder at him instead of face him directly. ]

Let's get started. You can choose the range.

[sharpshooter]

[He gets to pick where they fire from? That's a more difficult choice than Sayaka may realize - having no experience with the woman's pistols, he is of two schools of thought: pick too close of a range, this woman would simply laugh at him - but go too far and both of them may miss the target. A pistol's range is much different from that of his rifle, the trajectory of each bullet relies on so many factors.

He swallows, nodding before looking down at the gun in hand.]

We'll start off with something basic... sixty paces.

[redbelltolls]

[ Sayaka nods her head, willing herself to a steady state of calm. She walks the paces, breathing even by the time she gets there.

When she turns, she first glances at Shigehide, then at the targets, her mind already working out the best series of shots to knock them all down. ]

Shoot a few to warm up, if you like.

[ Sayaka did recognize that she was on her territory, in this match: her guns, her practice space. She even knew what patterns the wind tended to blow in this area, having lived here all her life. He was at a disadvantage, however good he was; yet seeing how he would adjust was part of what made this interesting. ]

...This thread needs to stop giving me appropriate icons. I need to make more crack ones I guess!

[sharpshooter]

[Sixty paces back, he stands near her in silence as he takes in everything around him. Licking the tip of a finger, he tests the wind direction - satisfied when he finds it isn't blowing. No wind, he knows how far they are from the targets, he's mentally lined his shot up already - the air is still all around them, Shigehide quickly drawing the gun, cocking it and firing -

The bullet sails straight ahead, crashing through the very center of one of those hanging gourds. A wisp of smoke billows out of the barrel before he turns his sights back on Sayaka.]

Looks like Lady Luck has a thing for me too.

You do! The world needs more crack.

[redbelltolls]

... I do not believe that was only luck.

[ Sayaka looks at the gourd, admittedly impressed. Suddenly she is a little nervous.

He is good, whatever he may say about Lady Luck. She can tell by the easy way he had handled an unfamiliar gun and the sharpness of his aim.

She reaches up with both hands to brush her hair from where it had fallen into her face, not realizing it causes her kimono's front to shift further open. ]