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Random Guard: Throw down your weapons! Prince Teppic: What, all of them? Random Guard: Yes! Prince Teppic: That could take some time. Random Guard: And keep your hands where we can see them! Prince Teppic: We may be at something of an impasse there.
A character is told to drop all his weapons, or is frisked. He lays down the shotgun , takes the pistol or pistols out of their holsters, and drops them onto the ground. Then the gun from the shoulder holster Yes, in comedy it always escalates until it ends with a bazooka, or an RPG ,.
This clearly comes from Hammerspace ; if we see where it comes from, it's always pulled out of the inside of the pants. On rare occasions, it'll end with something tiny like a slingshot. Quite often, the disarmed character will have one more small weapon they kept concealed on their person anyway, secure in the fact that with the large number they gave up already, nobody would even think that there was more. In more serious situations it can go one of two ways.
Number one: a security guard has searched out each weapon or had intelligence on it and has been actively confiscating them. When he's done, the improbably armed fellow volunteers one more holdout, to the guard's shock. Number two: a companion with a powerful sense of honor or a knowledgeable foe gently 'reminds' the Walking Armory about that one extra piece he 'forgot' to surrender to their hosts.
The prompter gets a sour look from the holder, but the last weapon is surrendered anyway. The baddies' look of horror grows more pronounced as a deadly little pile is built in front of them.