Four dimmies break into my house.
"What the Brikthulhu?" As I grab my heavy armor and bastard gun.
Blow a 1" sized hole through the first man, he's dead on the spot.
Draw my pistol on the second man, miss him entirely because I critfailed
and it nails the neighbors dog.
I have to resort to the payload launcher mounted at the top of the stairs loaded with 3" explosive,
"Tally ho lads" the explosive shreds two men in the blast,
the sound and critical success on damage set off car alarms.
Take a 2" spear and charge the last terrified rapscallion.
He Bleeds out waiting on the police to arrive since 2d6 wounds are impossible to stitch up. Just as Falk the person from brikwars intended.
