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Author Topic: The Western Frontier -- A text based roleplay  (Read 9444 times)

he keeled me

so mordor

One does not simply commit homicide in Mordor.

Stop stuffposting please

God, fine, Dad.
Jeez, you're such a kill-joy.



I gently push open the door to the bar, my boots making almost no noise as I walked in. I sat down by the bar, asking for a beer.

Taking out Southern California and Oklahoma.

"Come on partner. let me go."
"Can't do that, we'll see what the judge has to say..."

I turned around in my stool, looking at the handcuffed man behind me. I raised an eyebrow. "Who's that?" I asked, looking at the other ranger.

"Can I at least go pick up my gun?"

"Can I at least go pick up my gun?"
"I'll take it with me"

"I'll take it with me"

loving stuff answer me
It's like I'm invisible

I turned around in my stool, looking at the handcuffed man behind me. I raised an eyebrow. "Who's that?" I asked, looking at the other ranger.
"No Idea, killed that poor fellow over there" I point at the body while pulling Alex to his feet

loving stuff answer me
It's like I'm invisible
I was going to eventually ;-;

> Checks the wanted posters

No bounties yet.

I might go back to that saloon if that ranger is gone.

<Drunken slurs>
"What'd you call me?"
"..."
"Eh‽"

"No Idea, killed that poor fellow over there" I point at the body while pulling Alex to his feet

I glance over to the body.
"Huh."

"yep"

I walk out of the bar and towards the jail with alex in one hand, and my gun in the other.

I run to John.

"Nice job staying undercover" I whisper to him