Western RP: play thread

((oh, okay.))

Dix nodded. "Guess burning him is outta tha question." He poined to the whisky bottle.

(join this... character sheet probably not required, although thats up to you.)

((okay, sure, should be fun.))

daniel walked down the road (trail, path.) towards the gun shop. when he walked in he asked the man if he had any revolvers. he walked back out of the shop with two revolvers and 48 bullets. he started looking around the town. ((where are you guys?))

(The Saloon (bar))

bar.))

Saya peeked out from the storage space under the counter. "Very funny. But that stuff is too watered down to do much good. You wont even have a hangover tomorrow." She pulled out a 12 guage and waited for it all to start... There were a few guys she wanted to take out too. Every now and then they'd slap her ass when she walked by to give another his drink... She had them in her sights, all she needed was Dix to start things up.

daniel came up to the sallon door. he peeked inside to check if it was safe. these places were always having gun fights. he didnt want to be walking in to a fight. he noticed a lady holding a shotgun. he turned and leaned against the wall to wait the fight out.

she's under the counter.))

((then how can they be in her sights?))

its a saying she wants to shoot them.))

((oh))

Dix smiled, tugged his hat low over his face and kicked away from the bar. He whipped around to face the fat, ugly, mean, balding, dirty criminal boss. A pistol shot through the spring release in his coats sleeve. His left hand pointed at the boss as his guards began to react to the noise Dix had caused. Dix fired five times before the bodyguards finally returned fire. Their bullets tore into tables, exploded glasses and shattered windows. Dix's shots had taken four of the six guards out leaving the boss and his two twits as shields. Dix finished both with two more shots. One bullet left. He walked amoungst the screaming whores as they ran for cover. The boss began backing himself into the corner. The bodies of the last two guards finally collapsed to the wooden flooring, blood splattering across it. Dix hauled the boss up by the mans neck. He placed the pistol to the mans head. "Say your prayers." The shot split his head in half in a bloody, brain filled, spray that spattered Dix's coat and shirt.

(chaos enough for ya?)

Saya jumped up from behind the bar with the shotgun to her shoulder, her eyes widened and the gun fell from her hands when she saw how fast Dix was moving. The first two he took out were the guys she was after. They had hit the floor by the time she had gotten to her feet. Once it was all over she blinked and looked around. "Oh my god.... Oh god no.... Look at this place." She put her hand to her mouth and sowly walked out from behind the counter. "Oh well... I guess... It could have been worse. At least they're all dead... No one innocent got hurt... Thank god." With a sigh she sat down on one of the bar stools and looked around, her eyes coming to rest on Dix.

(lol wow that all happened fast)

If Dix had been slower then he would be dead))

Dix let the boss drop. He turned to Saya and holstered the pistol. "Sorry about the mess. Can I buy you a drink? Something strong?" He looked at the bosses body as blood pooled at Dix's feet. He swallowed then walked over to Saya.

She nodded and looked down at the blood on the floor. "Don't be... It's all right. The place needed to be redone anyways. And i think a drink would be nice right about now."

The bartender came up from behind his hiding spot and gulped. "Our finest?" He had heard the tail end of conversation.

Dix nodded. Picking up and replacing his stool at the bar; he sat. "Soo..." He glanced at the dead boss. "Y'know he was actually worth more alive." He chuckled.

Saya smiled and turned away from the carnage. "They always are... I don't know if you're brave or stupid for going after him."

"Actually. I just really dont have the time to babysit a prisoner." Dix looked at the shotgun from over the bar. "You were'nt going to shoot me were you?"

The barman returned with two brand new bottles. He settled both down. "I h-hope you are going to take t-those bodies when y-you leave."

Dix just tilted his hat. "The money isn't really why I did it. He killed my friend a few miles past Eastwood Falls. Then theres them damned Indians." He looked at his coat spattered with blood. "Dying once, isnt enough for that man."

Saya shook her head and opened one of the bottles. "No not you.... Thoug if you did turn on us I was going to shoot you in the back." She lookd up at her boss and smiled. "Calm down he means well... I think." She looked back to Dix and studdied his coat. "You've gotten in scraps with him before?"

"More or less." Dix didnt feel much like revealing his past. "(Expect 'Back to the Future III' referances from me sooner or later.) I guess I will take the bodies." Dix amended then drank the shot handed to him. "Ohh, got any bigger glasses?"