Bartholomew’s Shooting Booth (Cheating encouraged!)

[King-Clod]

For the hell of it, pulling on a clawed mechanical gauntlet that clicks into the gun, with an ominous buzz around her and her bag rustling, Jinx takes aim and asks, "Can I try the three-pointer?"

Bartholomew shrugs. "Go ahead."

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Lira shakily holds the gun up to shoot... BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!
(roughly in the direction of a one point duck)

Straight d20... you rolled a 15.
15, unfortunately, is not a 16.

The shot hits the duck, but the duck doesn't fall. 
Bartholomew pauses.
He sneakily kicks the wall, his actions hidden behind the booth.

15 + 1 =...16!

The duck falls, and the TCP hands you a chip without a word.

Your chip balance is now: 1 (I think)