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Re: The Wild West
« Reply #15 on: June 12, 2010, 02:11:10 AM »
Entaru woke up half-way through the day in his wagon.  He yawned loudly as he sat up in the stolen coffin that he had stashed as a bed in the back of the wagon.  It had been a long few days for him, what with him hauling his sorry behind out of Dodge in attempt to escape the authorities.  He had been caught red handed, digging up a wealthy landowner's corpse, a few days ago.  He only just lost the lynch-mob last night and drank himself into a stupor in celebration.  Now the sun was blaring its heat, causing his hangover to beat on his head like a kettle drum.

He had no idea where he was at the moment...all he knew was that he could see a town not far in the distance.  He rubbed a bit of sweat from his brow and snapped the reigns of his ox-cart.  The wagon slowly began to roll forward and Entaru took another swig of whiskey, trying to dull the ache.



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Re: The Wild West
« Reply #16 on: June 12, 2010, 03:19:36 AM »
Asia glanced at the dragon as he passed by, drunk and aggressive. His guns kept poised, as he glanced around the room at the twenty other guys probably in the same state. Spike holstered his guns, and the rabbit did the same.
"I ain't no sheriff, just the deputy." He smirked. Outside, the kitten looked back at the indifferent dragon.
"ow.. uhh yes sir, follow me" He stood up off the dry ground, brushed himself down, and then headed back to the mines "Come with me." Hearing the kitten outside, The rabbit headed out behind the dragon. Following them as they ran to the mine.





A young raccoon girl stood in the darkness, watching Tycho enter the inn. She followed behind, keeping out of sight, keeping her ear out. His room number, she heard it, and headed off around the side of the building. Silent and quick, she clambered up the side of the building to the second floor, perching herself outside the window, opening it to hear into his room, waiting. The door opened, Tycho swaggered inside. She dove through the window, landing on his bed, with pistol aimed at his head.






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Re: The Wild West
« Reply #17 on: June 12, 2010, 03:25:40 AM »
Bud followed the kitten to the mine, then he stretched before putting his bottle in a coat pocket. He then walked over to the entrance, and pulled one part of his coat to the side, revealing sticks of dynamite in individual slots. He stuck the sticks in each of the holes, making a chain of fuses that let all of them go off at once. "Unless you have nothing to live for, go for cover..." He said before lighting the fuse with his breath, it was only a spark since he rarely used such a talent, then with rather unusual grace, dashed ten meters and vaulted over a rock before hiding behind it...
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Re: The Wild West
« Reply #18 on: June 12, 2010, 08:55:49 AM »
The dynamite that Bud had set up exploded, opening up the rubble blocking the shaft. It was extremely smoky, it funneled out of the shaft. When it cleared a bit two men coughing badly waving their hands in front of their faces. They collapsed on the ground, one of them rolling on his back swearing up a storm. “That (Censored)! That (Censored, Censored)!!” “Gunpowder that conniving (Censored)! She almost killed us!”

Rio’s ear twitched hearing the explosion. She got out of bed grabbing a six shooter the heading out of the cave. She saw Reno asleep against the cave wall outside, the can of food not open but kneeling down next to him she could see it was gnawed on. He was fast asleep while she stared at him with a devilish smirk on her face. She poked his cheek with her gun, nothing happened. Then she poked him in the ear, he mumbled and waved his hand around his poked ear. Rio snickered just before shouting “Snake!”. Reno practically jumped out of his skin and scrambled to his feet looking around. He saw no snake but Rio was laughing wildly. “Where is it?!” “Hahaha! There is no snake!” “Than wh-.” “It’s almost morning and I’m hungry.”[color] “Well I can’t exactly ‘elp you…” Rio stood up, eyed Reno and started to walk around him. “Oh but you can…” Reno froze up, clutching his rifle tightly and close to his chest. “R-Really?” “You’re a rabbit…And I’m a fox…Tell me…What do you think foxes eat?” He gulped loudly and began to shake before managing to choke out “R-R-R-Rabbits?” “Bingo…” He jumped, startled at her answer. “I-I-Please don’t eat me! I-I’m all bone! I’d taste funny, and I’d be chewy!”[color] She chuckled and stopped in front of him. Then she suddenly smacked him with her hat. “I’m not gonna eat you, I’d probably end up a coward.” “I-I-I-I…” Rio shushed him by smacking him again with her hat. “Quit your yammerin’ and lets go get something to eat in town.” “Y-Y-Yes, miss-…Er…I never got your name…I-I’m Reno…” Rio hopped onto the horse and looked at him. “Rio.” “Alright, miss Rio…” He slowly walked over to the horse and was about to get on when he got smacked again. “Nuh uh, your running!” “But I-” She whipped the reins and the horse began walking off. Reno sighed and followed as they both went to town.
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Re: The Wild West
« Reply #19 on: June 12, 2010, 09:32:18 AM »
Bill and Kitt walked across the railroad lines, Bill hobbling slightly and cursing each time he put his left foot down, with Kitt following quietly behind his mentor... Here at the large shunting station, around ten or so tracks converged into one large terminal for goods and passenger trains... The whole area was alive with activity, with smoking and hissing engines shunting and pulling wagons, and every hour or so one of the larger express trains would rattle through the station as the assembled workers waved to the driver onboard...

"Weeel, Sooty... Hows about this time you take a turn at drivin' the old girl, eh? ... I'm sure she wont mind..." Kitt smirked, stepping out of the way of a rattling coal wagon... "Ya know you dont hav'ta call me Sooty no more Bill... That was jus' when i was a kid..." Bill laughed throatily as they approached a siding in which a small black and red engine sat silently... "Yeesh Sooty... ye know tha's what i calls you... and the question sill stand ya whippersnapper.."

Jumping up into the cab of the engine Kitt tilted his workers cap and gave a smile "Course i wanna drive her!"
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Re: The Wild West
« Reply #20 on: June 13, 2010, 06:03:03 AM »
Tycho was surprised to see a pistol barrel shoved in his face, and even more surprised at who held it. However he put a cigar in his mouth and went to light it.

"Well Little Missie... you seem to have me at a disadvantage. You know who I am I'm assuming, and I have no idea who you are. Whatever I did to wrong you I'm sure can be rectified with time. May I ask your name?"

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Re: The Wild West
« Reply #21 on: June 14, 2010, 04:00:15 AM »
Spike stepped outside the tavern and walked out onto the porch. His horse was saddled up at the hitch and was waiting for him to get back. Spike's guns rattled against his belts as he walked and made his way down the steps. A fat man with a long white beard sat slumped over an empty coffin outside the undertaker's office next door. Spike, casually, walked up to the old man and pick pocketed his watch, money, and even the man's monocle. Spike flinched as there was a skip in the man's snoring followed by a re-adjustment of his head. Luckly, he remained asleep. The fox quickly hopped onto his horse and took off down the road towards the station to catch the train.
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Re: The Wild West
« Reply #22 on: June 18, 2010, 05:08:49 PM »
Sasha traced her face with bloody fingers, creating a barbaric sort of war paint and design that quickly stretched from ear to ear...."So many useless people in the world...that's why I'm here...naturally...there can be no other..." What she was saying was utterly preposterous and made no sense, for the woman had lost her mind long ago, but, to her ears, the words sounding from between her lips were perfectly logical. Beautiful even.

She gave a last, lingering stare at her victims, the dead family at her feet, bleeding dry from their stab wounds among young rabbit brush, losing their souls in the shade of a juniper tree...leaving a curious imprint in the sand.

She blinked, once, then twice, to clear her vision...make it fresh, anew once more...

Then she took her horse by his reins and pulled him out into the open, where she could mount. After mounted, she spun her horse around to face the edge of the mesa, where she would have to find a safe way down into the valley. From there...who knew where she was headed.

Sasha thought, just for a second, that she saw something on the edge of the far horizon, a person, a town, maybe, but just as she thought so it was gone. And, as it was gone, she was gone as well, galloping away...

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Re: The Wild West
« Reply #23 on: June 19, 2010, 06:01:05 AM »
Entaru's wagon rolled into town, creaking quietly.  He yawned loudly as it rolled lazily past the saloon.  He would have to find a place to set up shop so he could sell some of his "wares."  He rolled up next to the town's well and parked his wagon there.  If people wanted water, they would have to come by him so that he could work his double talk on them.  Hopping from the driver's seat, he set up his booth and began setting out the merchandise he had "acquired."



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Re: The Wild West
« Reply #24 on: June 19, 2010, 12:13:13 PM »
Asia caught a glimpse of Bud's "talent" and his expression contorted; his eyes widened. At Bud's advice, he pulled the kitten along and dove to the rock. The explosion roared in his huge earsso he pressed them against his head to block out the noise. The kitten shook at the blast. Smoke and dust poured out of the newly opened mine, and the miners emerged, coughing and spluttering. Asia ran over to them, waving his arms to settle them all.
"Who was she? WHere's she gone. We need to catch her quick or she'll be gone."





The young raccoon took careful aim in her shaking hands. The gun was heavy.
"Names didn't seem to matter to you before!" Her voice was shrill, but she swallowed hard to calm herself. "You didn't know my parents' names, and what you did to them can't never be rectified, not for all the money you got. There ain't no rectifying, only paying for your crimes."





Sheriff Biff Cherry, the cougar, looked out of the dust covered window from his office, watching the new arrival set up his stall. He swung his feet off the desk and strode through the door, to his other deputy; a coyote leaning back against the wall.
"Graycen." The deputy jumped in surprise, almost letting his hat fall from his head.
"Yes sir?" Graycen secured his hat to his head again, pulling it down hard.
"You see that salesmen over there?" said Biff, pointing over to Entaru. "You ever see him before?" Graycen thought for a moment.
"No sir."
"Thought not. Why not go over there, say hello, make sure he's on the level."  The sheriff patted Graycen's shoulder and headed back inside, while the coyote set off to the booth.
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Re: The Wild West
« Reply #25 on: June 19, 2010, 12:30:50 PM »
Bud didn't even pay the miners any attention. "Either she died shortly after, or she went into town." he nearly mumbled as he could see someone taking a horse to the town shortly after the explosion occoured. He looked back at the miners, as reminders of the past caused guilt to well up in him.

He did what he was asked to do, and demanding a reward didn't sit well with his dog-collar of a conscience.  "Normally I charge a bottle of moonshine..." Bud yelled back at the deputy and the miners. "But seeing it was a child who 'hired' me, its on the house!" he then made his way back to town, taking out his bottle again and taking another swig. Why is it that only good thing I remember is the Moonshine? he contemplated as the drink barely affected his system.
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Re: The Wild West
« Reply #26 on: June 19, 2010, 07:02:16 PM »
As Rio was riding back to town with Reno right on her tail they  both heard the explosion from the mine. Reno jumped and almost dropped his gun at the sound of it. "W-What was that?!" Rio looked over to the mine which was still a good distance off and saw some smoke rising with the sun. "Nothing, keep moving. We're almost there." As they we're entering town Reno saw a deputy walking towards a man at some stall and hid himself on the opposite side of the horse he was so he wouldn't notice him. They walked to the end of the street and stopped outside a small restaurant. Rio dismounted, tied the horse up outside and shoved Reno inside. Once inside she led him to a table in a corner. As they sat down they were approached by a waiter. They both ended up ordering pancakes. After awhile the food came and they started eating it quietly.
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Re: The Wild West
« Reply #27 on: June 19, 2010, 08:50:56 PM »
The one o' clock train rumbled to a halt at the small station... steam hissed and swirled around the powerful black engine, as Kitt jumped down from the driver's step....
"All Abooooard! One o' clock north rail!" The station master shouted across the hustle and bustle, as boths goods and people where loaded onto the train...  Winding through the crowds and coal smoke Kitt walked down the length of the platform towards the end of the train.....
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Looking back to see old Bill leaning out of the engine cabin...
"That means hurry it up! We're leavin' soon and the train needs a driver Sooty!"
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Re: The Wild West
« Reply #28 on: June 22, 2010, 04:47:23 PM »
"Well little missie, I honestly have no idea of who you're talking about, but how about we all just calm down and put the gun down," Tycho urged, slowly moving his hand to the barrel of the gun to lower it. He wasn't afraid of whoever this girl was, but a bullet going into him would be bad for business.

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Re: The Wild West
« Reply #29 on: June 23, 2010, 07:12:08 PM »
Spike walked past the tavern. Wenches and drunks looked his way then at the poster on the wall and noticed a striking resemblence. They looked back his way and Spike was already gone. He had a plan in mind...and it meant catching the 4:15 to Ridgewood. He walked up to the station steps and walked out onto the platform where he awaited the train's arrival. He wasn't the only one waiting. The fox looked down at a young girl and boy who stood next to their mother who was doing everything possible to ignore him as did the children.
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