The TF7 Las Vegas

[Tomtomrawr]

Roger's gains and losses were about even. He had ninety eight thousand chips left, the blackjack dealer constantly checking so as to know when he was poor enough to boot off the table for a richer customer.

He pushed more chips into the bet. 'Five thousand,' he said with a rough voice. The dealer obliged, handing out the cards. He was given a Nine of Diamonds and an Eight of Clubs. The dealer had a King of Spades and another card, its value as of yet unknown.

'Double down,' he said after a few seconds hesitation. He pushed the extra five thousand into place, and the dealer gave him another card. It was a Three of Hearts. Twenty total now, he watched the dealer flip over his second card. It was an Eight of Diamonds. He took another card from the deck, spectators now holding their breaths. But for Roger, what was on the table was a mere pittance. He was relaxed. He couldn't care less if he lost it now, because he could just bet again and again until he won. He had all the credits in the world.

The dealer revealed his third card. A Two of Clubs. They broke even. Roger sighed at this outcome. He hated it; it left neither a winner nor a loser. In combat he wouldn't settle for a draw, and this followed on into his gambling.

He kept the ten thousand on the table. ''it me,' he said to the dealer.

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[17:45:39] Wolfs Ghost (Murphy): Tom, you have problems. Go kill yourself.
[19:25:12] Johnny (Jam): Tomtom, I will beat you with a spoon.
[14:22:56] Prarabdh Thakur: KILL HIM WITH A SHEEP.
[17:40:48] Eagle (Junes): Tom should be slapped with a spoon.
[11:32:18] Warspite: Thank you for being so awesome Tom. <3
[18:17:36] Metano: I love you tomtom
[20:06:24] Warspite: I will seriously give you epic head.

Edit: also, Tomtomrawr, fappin' like a boss.