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

Veronica was holding onto the handle of the car as Valefar pushed through the streets. The speed was unquestionably fast, as she was pushed back deep into her own seat.

Her heart was racing, beating at a pace akin to the actual speed of the car, all while the Representative was making sharp turns, while slamming the accelerator once he was in a straight line once more.

The woman saw the flames in Valefar's eyes. She recalled the moments when Barbie spoke to her about her encounter with the Representative, when Barbie had to go out from hiding at the police station.

Veronica also recalled the moment when she and Barbie were out in town a while back, before they saw a strange hostile bare chested man with giant revolvers on his arms, as well as a large barrel revolver attached to his upper head.

That man would later be known as Earl Wayne Johnson, if what Veronica heard from many other bystanders was true.

A Reunion, somewhat