Mini-polar's 1: I own a musket for home defense.

Mini-polar's 1: that's what the founding father intended for ruffians breaking into my home

Mini-polar's 1: ''what the devil'' I grabbed my powdered wig and Kentucky rifle blow a golf ball

Mini-polar's 1: *gun fire sound* Mini-polar's 2: AHHHH *die*

Mini-polar's 1: sized hole through the first man and he's dead on the spot.

Mini-polar's 1: draw pistol on the second man miss him entirely because it's smooth bore, and nail the neighbor's dog.

Doug the dog: my legs

Mini-polar's 3: kill him mini-polar's 4: okay

Mini-polar's 1: I have to resort to the cannon mounted at the top of the stairs loaded with grape shot

Mini-polar's 3,4: holy s***

Mini-polar's 1:"tally ho, lads"

Mini-polar's 3,4: AHHH *die*

Mini-polar's 1: the sound of extra shrapnel set off car alarms.

Mini-polar's 1: Fix bayonet and charge the last terrified rapscallion.

Mini-polar's 5: please dude please nooooooo AHHHHHH *die*

Mini-polar's 1: he bleeds out waiting on the police arrive, since triangular bayonet wounds are impossible to stitch up

Mini-polar's 1: ahhhh just as the founding father intended

Playtime polar: OH MY GODS WTF-