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This is spoilers for the second season of Brightwater, Brightwater: Damn Outlaws. If you're one of my players, ya better scram. Now. | |||
Alrighty, folks. Here's where I can let off some steam and spin my yarns. Ya see, I been knittin in my mind and know those daft folks ain't gonna see it fer a few months, and hell, they is gonna see it all topsy-turvy like from the first person point of view. So sidle up and peak and what yer Marshall's cookin up fer his friends. | Alrighty, folks. Here's where I can let off some steam and spin my yarns. Ya see, I been knittin in my mind and know those daft folks ain't gonna see it fer a few months, and hell, they is gonna see it all topsy-turvy like from the first person point of view. So sidle up and peak and what yer Marshall's cookin up fer his friends. | ||
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=== A Gunslinger in a Boomtown === | === A Gunslinger in a Boomtown === | ||
I believe the kids would call Crooks' Creek my location that's "no thoughts, head empty." It's a lawless town of outlaws. The closest thing to a thought is "outlaws are fun, and pirates are fun fer similar reasons. Let's have a pirate-and-outlaw town, Tortuga-meets-Tombstone." Cheyenne and her bandits are a force to be reckoned with, along with her husband, Mr. Six. He don't talk much, and even if he did you prolly couldn't hear im over the whir of his cursed saw-o-chains situated over the stump of his left hand. And if you think he's scary, wait till you hear why he's called Mr. Six. That tale involves Cheyenne, a reverse Russian roulette, and five less lucky suitors. So keep yer wits about you in this domain. | I believe the kids would call Crooks' Creek my location that's "no thoughts, head empty." It's a lawless town of outlaws. The closest thing to a thought is "outlaws are fun, and pirates are fun fer similar reasons. Let's have a pirate-and-outlaw town, Tortuga-meets-Tombstone." Cheyenne and her bandits are a force to be reckoned with, along with her husband, Mr. Six. He don't talk much, and even if he did you prolly couldn't hear im over the whir of his cursed saw-o-chains situated over the stump of his left hand. And if you think he's scary, wait till you hear why he's called Mr. Six. That tale involves Cheyenne, a reverse Russian roulette, and five less lucky suitors. So keep yer wits about you in this domain. | ||