It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Percival de Rolo, a human gunslinger . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, In the morning, while everyone else is taking breakfast, Pike checks the front door and finds about 20 skeletons waiting outside. She and Grog charge out to handle them.
DM: Still does not hit. As soon as you fire, it hits but it sparks off what looks like big plate armor on this caster that the robes were obscuring. As it hits, it tears through the cloth and you see the reflection of armor beneath.
Player: That's irritating. All right, forget sharpshooter. One more. That's better. 24 to hit.
DM: 24 hits, yeah.
Player: This is not the one I have the Hex on, right? Okay, that's fine. I should have done that differently. 12 points of damage and one point of psychic damage.
DM: All righty. This does hit. (gunshot) Doesn't seem to affect him much.
Player: He's still fine, isn't he? That's fine. I'm going to hit him again.
DM: Go for it. Scanlan, you're up next.
Player: That's like 35 to hit. Jesus Christ, I rolled a 19. And that's 17 points of damage and one point of psychic damage.
DM: All righty. Still standing. Not showing any wear and tear. Taking damage, but does not appear to be wounded significantly.
