AssuranIs swinging on the SpiralRegistered Userregular
edited May 2013
Day 1 begins...
The silent deathly looking man made his way silently through the center of town on his horse. He moved with a sense of purpose, barely casting a glance at the townsfolk cowering behind their horses or slinking out of the way. When he reached the center of town, he stopped, dismounted, and called out one simple word, the name of the local sheriff:
"Assuran."
The gaunt figure then flipped his trench coat back and rested his hands on the grip of his gun and simply waited.
A few seconds later, Assuran emerged from the local jail with a shotgun in his hands. He calmly made his way out to the center of town where he confronted the pale, gaunt man.
"I'm here. What do you want, stranger?"
The Dead Man merely nodded.
"It's my time already? Did I get to close to the truth?"
The deathly looking figure stood silent and waited. Assuran heaved a sigh and dropped his shotgun and rested his right hand on his holster.
"'Least I'll go down like a man in my boots, not a dog in his bed."
Assuran attempted to quick draw his gun, but it never made it out of his holster. A single shot rang out and the sheriff fell to the ground in a heap.
The dead man climbed back on his horse and left without a word. He had accomplished what he set out to do.
Day Zero Results:
Assuran- Gun downed by a dead man in the middle of the street.
All PMs are out. You are free to move about the cockpit. Day 1 will close tomorrow at 9 PM EST. Thank you.
"Greeting, meatbags. Seems like your sheriff died."
Begins subtly pick-pocketing random people.
"Also I hope he doesn't come back as some sort of zombie . . . don't want him stopping my thi . . . er, don't want him demanding people's brains as tribute for running this game."
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Yaaaaaaaaaaay
Wait now I'm scared
The silent deathly looking man made his way silently through the center of town on his horse. He moved with a sense of purpose, barely casting a glance at the townsfolk cowering behind their horses or slinking out of the way. When he reached the center of town, he stopped, dismounted, and called out one simple word, the name of the local sheriff:
"Assuran."
The gaunt figure then flipped his trench coat back and rested his hands on the grip of his gun and simply waited.
A few seconds later, Assuran emerged from the local jail with a shotgun in his hands. He calmly made his way out to the center of town where he confronted the pale, gaunt man.
"I'm here. What do you want, stranger?"
The Dead Man merely nodded.
"It's my time already? Did I get to close to the truth?"
The deathly looking figure stood silent and waited. Assuran heaved a sigh and dropped his shotgun and rested his right hand on his holster.
"'Least I'll go down like a man in my boots, not a dog in his bed."
Assuran attempted to quick draw his gun, but it never made it out of his holster. A single shot rang out and the sheriff fell to the ground in a heap.
The dead man climbed back on his horse and left without a word. He had accomplished what he set out to do.
Day Zero Results:
Assuran- Gun downed by a dead man in the middle of the street.
All PMs are out. You are free to move about the cockpit. Day 1 will close tomorrow at 9 PM EST. Thank you.
TheRoadVirus, how's Pride Rock?
Craggy and hostile
Begins subtly pick-pocketing random people.
"Also I hope he doesn't come back as some sort of zombie . . . don't want him stopping my thi . . . er, don't want him demanding people's brains as tribute for running this game."
battletag: Millin#1360
Nice chart to figure out how honest a news source is.
Nintendo ID: Pastalonius
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3ds: 3282-2248-0453
QUALIFICATIONS:
3-5 years shooting
3-5 years horse riding
3-5 years general surliness
Please send all applications ATTN: @Ketbra
I PM a person I don't trust pretty much every time I PM someone. Fact.
I far exceed your surliness requirements, but as an inveterate horse faller-off I might have some trouble with the riding end of the requisites.
From the Desk of Darth Vertroue Diplomat to the USA.
I saw you three moons ago pouring something in the local water-hole!
Demon's blood? Poison!?! GIN!?!?!?!
GET YOUR BLACK MAGIC OUT OF HERE!
It's a little thing called moonshine.
You all needed to loosen up.
3DS: 1289-8447-4695
The vig should kill me.
The seer should seer MegaFrost.
The guard should protect the seer.
Now that the specials have their orders, I'm gonna vote Langly
What should the SK do???
For...reasons.
Yep. Weird already.
I don't know and I wouldn't tell him if I knew, since I want him to lose.
Also, I don't have the same wincon as him so why would he listen to me?