TaintedMetal

Once upon a millennium ago, there was a Gunsmith from Hell, and he made hellish guns with abilities that were beyond human: Hellfire Arms. Of course, using these guns required a certain price: the human soul

But a "mishap" in Hell has caused many of the Arms to drop in the east coast city of Morissey, where not everyone is exactly a saint

In this fantastical representation of 1940's America, private investigator Chance Gordon works with the city's finest in order to get the Hellfire Arms back where they belong before the human race is slaughtered by Hellfire.

Bullets will be exchanged, and bodies will hit the floor.

Drip Work

The bullets from Johnson's Hellfire Arm blasted out from the barrel arms like a cannon. Each of the bullets were bigger than a normal one, even for a revolver's. The sheer dark metal of Chaos Freedom Cannon shined as charged ahead towards Chance Gordon. 


The Haverton bended himself lowering his body, as the giant bullets from Johnson went past him. He felt his spin starting to string the more he lowered his body. Next, the corner of his eye caught Johnson charging at him, the enemy's foot raising itself, aiming for his face. Chance rolled himself to the side by the time Johnson missed. 


He got up to his feet, and fired a bullet from Showdown, and the bullet merely pinched him. 


Dangerous Freedom