Question #1:

Where to buy good clothes in Ottawa or Kingston ,Ontario ?

I guess my style is kind of scene , i mean i like other clothes but that's the style id label me as. I don't like holster or American eagle but i need new school clothes and i wasn't sure where to look :)
thanks - .x

Question #2:

I have to share and laugh, will you comment please?

Not really laughing
but if you want to feel a crashing
go over once to R&S
Morals and morale trashing
Large sense crashing
I had to laugh to those who supposed
it was more than a test,
just had something to get off my chest.
I passed, or failed, no matter to me,
I still expressed.
So much like ancient Rome
I know now how people felt besieged at Zion
as in Rome when the gates opened to Christians versus Lions.
Opinions are fine, all have at least one
do we shoot, or holster our gun?
first crashing meant as bashing. That's what happens when ya have to mix meds

Question #3:

Auto Charging Holster?

A while back on TV I saw a handgun holster that loads a round into the chamber when the gun is removed. You have to pull it down instead of up and it jacks the slide back. Has anyone else seen this before and if so, do you know where i could get one?

Question #4:

Can you carry an unconcealed firearm?

People are always being arrested for carrying concealed firearms. If you carried a gun in a holster or made it clear you had it on your person, would that be legal? Or can you not carry one in public ever.

Question #5:

Leather Holster for 1911 Government?

I was wondering if anyone could help me find a leather holster with a thumb break for a 1911 Government model, that can have it snapped and secure while carrying condition 1. I would prefer an IWB holster however I will go with standard belt if I have to. I am not really looking for any type of shoulder rig and nothing nylon.

Thanks for your help.

Question #6:

Holster for a machete?

I'm looking for either something to attach to a your belt or a vest to carry a machete on your back.
It needs to be something I can reach behind me and pull out at a moment's notice

Question #7:

CCW holster for taurus 24/7 pro?

I'm looking for a ccw holster for my Taurus PT 24/7 Pro in 9mm. I've looked everywhere but cant find any. There's one but i'm not sure if it'll fit properly Click Here
Also is there any website that can ship it internationally

Question #8:

Holster, magazine & duty pouch for magazine for a springfield armory xd 4inch?

where can i find them?

Question #9:

Where can i get a new holster for my Springfield XDM-9 3.8?

i wanna get a new holster for my XDM-9 3.8
I am Right handed
and i want a back holster or a belt holster

Question #10:

Will this Airsoft gun fit this holster? Even uncomfortably...?

Gun: Click Here
Holster: Click Here

Question #11:

Is this law true or a joke?

Is it true that in San Francisco it is legal to walk down the street with a real gun in a holster, but a crime to have a toy one?

Someone said it was, but that seems too silly even for San Francisco.

Question #12:

Space cowboy costume ideas? For a woman.?

I'm a Tasteful Treasures consultant. The theme to our convention this year is "Space Jammin'." I want a costume that coincides with the theme and the company theme... so my basic idea is to do the cowboy look but in shiny silver tones to make it space-ish and alien-like. You know, a "space cowboy." I've already ordered shiny silver chaps that reflect the light, and I am thinking I may do some silver glitter paint on my face. Got a silver cowboy hat. And I am going to wear a belt with holsters... and in the holsters instead of guns, I was going to hold two of our top selling adult toys, thus tieing in the company theme. Would love more ideas, please! Remember space theme... and whatever I can do to tie it in to the company theme "romance enhancement products." Thanks!!

Question #13:

Is there a cheap airsoft pistol leg holster that clips around the thigh?

Not the belt, the thigh and also i have small thighs.

Question #14:

Accidental discharge?

I am considering getting a Glock 23. Has there been any accidental discharges, when you carry it on your hip tucked in under your pants? I understand that Glock has a trigger safety and a long trigger pull, but is it likely that the trigger accidentally be pulled and a round go off, when you keep tucking it in your pants? (without using a holster?) Thanks!

Question #15:

What do you think of this Prologue in my book? Be honest Please.?

Prologue

Kyland Bennett:

The shotgun slid nicely into the holster strapped over my shoulder. It’s been a good damn gun, I thought as I dropped the match onto the dead Cerberus. I still laughed every time I remembered the ancient legends passed down through generations; their descriptions of Cerberus completely wrong. Its bristly pelt ignited instantly as if the blood coating it were gasoline.
In Greek and Roman mythology, the Cerberus was known as a dog that guarded the gates into the Underworld—its job was to prevent any damned souls from leaving Hell. Mostly, that’s true…well, it’s true about the ones in the myths. They don’t actually have three heads nor do they have the tail of a serpent. Their inch-long claws and black fur were the only common trait to the ancient ones. Like an updated version.
“You were after her won’t you?” I nudged his ruined jaw with the toe of my boot. “None of you will get her.”
Branches snapped to my right and I reached for the shotgun just as two more prowled out of the trees, their dripping jowls pulled back to expose razor-sharp teeth. Ever heard of a toothbrush? Oh, who am I kidding? I let my instincts take over and aimed the gun faster than any human could. A low growl erupted from the left one’s chest and it eyed the gun, deciding whether to lunge at it or to keep back. They took another step towards me, pausing long enough to sniff the ashes of their dead comrade. It was as if a switch flipped inside their heads—attack mode: on—and I narrowly dodged the first jump as one of them flew by me, coming so close I could feel the wind from its burly body.
“Let’s play, pretty boys!”
Just as they shifted their weight and prepared to pounce, a Seeker’s scream echoed throughout the trees.


P.S. It says Kyland Bennett at the beginning because that's who's point of view it's in.

Question #16:

Why does mion carry a gun?

mion from higurashi. you know she wears that yellow shirt and she has a gun in a holster but she cant be more than sixteen so why does she carry a gun around?
It's an airsoft gun? really? I didn't know it was airsoft but still

Question #17:

What is the best holster for my .357 snubby?

I know this is a kind of dumb question, and its really personal preference but if you have any experience, what holster works best for you. Im thinking something for conceal carry. somthing tells me a Uncle Mikes "inside the pocket holster" is best

Question #18:

Ratings of this Death Scene?

If you find any flaws etc please say. Plus this isn't the beginning of the chapter: I would post the whole thing but It's too long, so here we are.

Edwin looked around the hall slowly and cautiously.
A silver sword lay on the table nearest Edwin, gleaming and shining in the moonlight’s beams. Slowly he walked to the table, trying not to show signs of movement towards it. The sword had small encryptions along the blade, in some foreign language, shadowed out from the rest of it.
His fingers crept ever so closer to the awaiting blade and with a swift hand he grasped the blade’s hilt.
Edwin jumped towards the hooded man, swinging his sword franticly at him, but struck nothing but thin air.
The hooded man had vanished into thin air.
Edwin’s heart was pouncing around in his chest, as he waited the inevitable.
From behind him there was a small cracking sound as the hooded man suddenly appeared again.
Edwin turned around and attempted to swing, but failed.
His energy seemed to be sucked from him, leaving him helpless.
A sharp pain had appeared in his stomach, an aching agony of the approaching death.
His drew his eyes to the source, witnessing the blade of the hooded man burrowed inside him.
The man’s sword had turned back into raw steel as it punctured Edwin’s stomach.
The man drew his blade back from Edwin as he fell to his knees, dropping the encrypted blade.
“I see death now. And his friends, they await me. God damn you.” muttered Edwin, blood trickling from his mouth.
“I am death.” said the hooded man.
“And even death must die.”
With as much speed as he could, Edwin drew the small blade from the hooded man’s holster that was attached to his boot, and stuck it deep into the man’s chest.
The hooded man burst into an un-humanly scream and vanished into a ball of black smoke, disappearing from the house.
Edwin fell to the floor, as a small boy walked from a room.
He resembled Edwin, sharing his brown eyes and black hair.
“Daddy?” muttered the small boy, as a tear fell down his cheek.
“Salvier, my son-”
Salvier ran to Edwin, helping him up, best he could, full of helplessness and numb to the bone.
As he did so, a woman ran from the room opposite Salvier’s and burst into tears. She too helped Edwin to a sitting position, and they both griped him in a hug.
The long blonde hair of the woman was spread out upon her back like butter on bread. She was sobbing into Edwin’s shoulder as he picked up her and Salvier’s faces, looking into their eyes.
“Salvier – Son – It’s going to be ok.” he told him with a smile, “Just remember, whatever happens. I will love you with all my heart. Stay strong son.”
He kissed the forehead of the young boy, which triggered more and more. The last moments in his life with his only son, and the burden of that weighted heavy on him.
Salvier staggered back to the door of his room, but stopped.
He looked back on his sobbing mother and father.
“Julie – Julie, listen to me. You need to raise our son best you can. You’ll do great, I know you will.” he muttered, smiling at her.
“I don’t want you to go, Edwin.” she blurted out, crying, “You’re my only love. I’m nothing without you.”
“I don’t want to go either, Julie. But I have to, it’s time. Your strong, you’ll make it.”
He picked her face up once more from his shoulder and kissed her.
They kissed for the last time, the last feeling, the last touch.
“I love you.” he whispered, “I’ll see you in another world, my love, don’t be late.”
And with those final words of sorrow and promise, Salvier watched his father close his eyes, forever more.

Question #19:

READ AND COMMENT IF ITS GOOD!?

Any good? I know its got alot of errors, just a quick write.

The words of the story enwrap my mind, seducing me with the elegant tongue they speak.

“You say humanity, a race of cowards, fools, or criminals, can forestall a judgement by which all species are commanded. You speak of civilization, yet you fail to see the aspect that civilization declines, the flaw by which no humanity may be perfected.”
“Now my friend, may I ask, by what aspect does civilization decline.”
“Trust.”
“You speak of trust as if it were a weakness of man! Without trust the greatest of men would crumble before his equals, or let their will bow to him!”
“Then let the strong rise up, the weak fall to their knees! Humanity requires this scale, the weak must learn their place and the strong assume theirs! Trust is a weakness my friend, for trust instills weakness, a softness of the heart! It makes you bow to your lesser, it makes you plea to your equals, and makes you believe the false prophet. If that is not an anarchy worse than that which I speak, then let the blade of man pierce my heart and cut out my tongue!”


The chilling whine of the doorhinges awaken me from my transe, and I feel Richard's presence in the room.
“Got the intel?" my suave voice gently slips through my throat as I flip the course paper page.
His heavy breathing replaces with a scratchy voice, "Took somethin' awful, but I got it for ya'. I want more though, an extra half a mil. They saw me and I'm undoubtedly getting fired for this."
" Trust is a weakness my friend, for trust instills weakness, a softness of the heart! It makes you bow to your lesser, it makes you plea to your equals, and makes you believe the false prophet.” I ease myself up, placing my hand softly against my pistol.
A quiver of hidden fear stumbles from his lips, "sir?" I pace across the concrete floor, echoeing footsteps fill in the silence. I sieze the small disk from his hand, and examine it over. Spinning on my heel I begin my way to the computer.


"And my pa-" Before his word ends I remove the pistol from its leather holster, fling my arm back and squeeze the light trigger. The sound of thunder fills the room and rips through his chest, his corpse collapses to the ground, the soft body seeping crimson liquid. With the last once of life left in him he begs, "why..."
"You trusted the false prophet" The lightning explodes through the barrel and shatters his skull. Ruby blood clings to the walls, the ceiling, slowly trickling to the floor. "Thank you."
Hahahaha, thanks man. I honestly didn't like it, these are the times i actually use yahoo answers xD

Question #20:

Is this death scene any good?

This is the first death of the first chapter of the first pages. It bassically introduces the main baddie and is a little back ground info on the main character (Salvier)

Edwin looked around the hall slowly and cautiously.
A silver sword lay on the table nearest Edwin, gleaming and shining in the moonlight’s beams. Slowly he walked to the table, trying not to show signs of a destination he wished to end up.. The sword had small encryptions along the blade, in some foreign language, shadowed out from the rest of it.
His fingers crept ever so closer to the awaiting blade and with a swift hand he grasped the blade’s hilt.
Edwin jumped towards the hooded man, swinging his sword franticly at him, but struck nothing but thin air.
The hooded man had vanished into thin air.
Edwin’s heart was pouncing around in his chest, as he waited the inevitable.
From behind him there was a small cracking sound as the hooded man suddenly appeared again.
Edwin turned around and attempted to swing, but failed.
His energy seemed to be sucked from him, leaving him threat-less.
A sharp pain had appeared in his stomach, an aching agony of life and death.
His drew his eyes to the source, witnessing the blade of the hooded man burrowed inside him.
The man’s sword had turned back into raw steel as it punctured Edwin’s stomach.
The man drew his blade back from Edwin as he fell to his knees, dropping the encrypted blade.
“I see death now. And his friends, they await me. God damn you.” muttered Edwin, blood trickling from his mouth.
“I am death.” said the hooded man.
“And even death must die.”
With as much speed as he could, Edwin drew the small blade from the hooded man’s holster that was attached to his boot, and stuck it deep into the man’s chest.
The hooded man burst into an un-humanly scream and vanished into a ball of black smoke, disappearing from the house.
Edwin fell to the floor, as a small boy walked from a room.
He resembled Edwin, sharing his brown eyes and black hair.
“Daddy?” muttered the small boy, as a tear fell down his cheek.
“Salvier, my son-”
Salvier ran to Edwin, helping him up, best he could, full of helplessness and numb to the bone.
As he did so, a woman ran from the room opposite Salvier’s and burst into tears. She too helped Edwin to a sitting position, and they both griped him in a hug.
The long blonde hair of the woman was spread out upon her back like butter on bread. She was sobbing into Edwin’s shoulder as he picked up her and Salvier’s faces, looking into their eyes.
“Salvier – Son – It’s going to be ok.” he told him with a smile, “Just remember, whatever happens. I will love you with all my heart. Stay strong son.”
He kissed the forehead of the young boy, which triggered more and more. The last moments in his life with his only son, and the burden of that weighted heavy on him.
Salvier staggered back to the door of his room, but stopped.
He looked back on his sobbing mother and father.
“Julie – Julie, listen to me. You need to raise our son best you can. You’ll do great, I know you will.” he muttered, smiling at her.
“I don’t want you to go, Edwin.” she blurted out, crying, “You’re my only love. I’m nothing without you.”
“I don’t want to go either, Julie. But I have to, it’s time. Your strong, you’ll make it.”
He picked her face up once more from his shoulder and kissed her.
They kissed for the last time, the last feeling, the last touch.
“I love you.” he whispered, “I’ll see you in another world, my love, don’t be late.”
And with those final words of sorrow and promise, Salvier watched his father close his eyes, forever more.





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