Progflaw99
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Time Stamp: 10043928
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A shuffling sound could be heard in the background as the screen comes to life, a weathered man coming into view. He looked up at the camera briefly before looking down off screen again.
"My name's Denn Ralto. Mighta heard of me, might not have."
He paused, furling his brow slightly before continuing.
"I guess the point here is, you've probably got a job that needs doing, and I'm the best man for it, you just don't know it yet."
At the last statement he looked back up into the camera, a piercing gaze staring straight into the lens. The man chuckled slightly, a smirk on his face.
"I'm what you might call an entrepreneur, you have goods that need to get from point A, to point B. No questions, no authorities. You've got some nerf herders who're giving you lip. You've got someone who needs to be taught a lesson. I'm your man."
The man could be seen standing, a leather gun belt strapped to his hip, a singular DE-10 Heavy blaster resting in the holster attached.
"You need someone to do your dirty work? I've got the skill if you've got the credits."
The camera faded out the image of the man fading into darkness as a soundtrack played.
OOC: So, if anyone has a thread or wants to thread, let me know! I'm pretty open to whatever! If you've got ideas or a desire, let me know!
Time Stamp: 10043928
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A shuffling sound could be heard in the background as the screen comes to life, a weathered man coming into view. He looked up at the camera briefly before looking down off screen again.
"My name's Denn Ralto. Mighta heard of me, might not have."
He paused, furling his brow slightly before continuing.
"I guess the point here is, you've probably got a job that needs doing, and I'm the best man for it, you just don't know it yet."
At the last statement he looked back up into the camera, a piercing gaze staring straight into the lens. The man chuckled slightly, a smirk on his face.
"I'm what you might call an entrepreneur, you have goods that need to get from point A, to point B. No questions, no authorities. You've got some nerf herders who're giving you lip. You've got someone who needs to be taught a lesson. I'm your man."
The man could be seen standing, a leather gun belt strapped to his hip, a singular DE-10 Heavy blaster resting in the holster attached.
"You need someone to do your dirty work? I've got the skill if you've got the credits."
The camera faded out the image of the man fading into darkness as a soundtrack played.
OOC: So, if anyone has a thread or wants to thread, let me know! I'm pretty open to whatever! If you've got ideas or a desire, let me know!
