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

Gunshots pierced through the air, and Barbie Keane's ears weren't missing it. She looked out the window, seeing that the crimson city came to an end, as she remained on the second floor ever since she had been brought her by Lloyd Howitzer, who at this point, remained here when he was done getting Voyde Kilpatrick some help.

Veronica gave a stern look towards Howitzer. The former gangster turned demon had boiled her blood to some degree by the time he had arrived again. Sure, she had been startled by Silverton and Valefar, as well as the Hellfire Arm crisis.

But Howitzer's overall character became a spark for her brain, to open up her eyes even more, to criticize and show dislike. When had first arrived, her first words were. "Unbelievable."

Lloyd, Barbie, and the Fight of the Ages