[image description] Fawn emerges from behind the mailbox and points her laser pistol. a close-up reveals it is a sci-fi take on a pistol-grip Mace cartridge, and it squeeks as she fires - PZZAPWAAaaa [dialogue] Fawn: 'stop already!' Troll: 'never!' Fawn: 'fine!' and fires [image description] the pistol PZAPs the troll, and then all is smoke. but the smoke clears to show the troll is still very much alive and unphased, even though half her head is now a smoking crater [dialogue] Troll: 'how typical of you to use violence, child'

Wet Ochre: Chapter 01, Page 05