章節 1: Chapter I - The Fastest Gun in Town
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PLACEHOLDER 8
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"Ooh, look! Look! There is a fox there, Steve, come on! Can I have him as a pet? Please!" Little Miss Emma asked the man who stood next to her, gun in hand, aiming at the reddish fox.
"Nope, he is our damn food" said Swashbuckler Steve. Emma looked down with a sad excretion on her face, she truly wanted such a cute creature as a pet, but she also wanted tasty meat for launch rather than the old crackers and break like bread.
Emma exhaled, "uhh...", just as a gunshot rang out.
Then an uptight voice spoke up, "Well crap, I knew I should have stuck to my damn blade.", Steve put the old weapon back into his rucksack, and with a beaming smile asked Emma, "Guess what we have for launch!" The special! ".
Emma's fury was short-lived as Steve approached her and kissed her on the cheek. Emma's fury subsided when she felt a little butterfly land on the spot where he kissed her.
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The dust that clouds the town avoids mixing with the drunks in one of Drywell's three saloons.
The town is small, nowhere for some and unknown to the majority.
However, a tale will emerge from within the town, a legend that will have even the bravest cower.
Joey Steels sat in the saloon on an old creaking chair.
Joey Steel was still unknown to the world, his skills with the gun had not yet been demonstrated, as he sat on the chair downing old whiskey, the footsteps of someone looking for mischief came through the front barn doors, and in stepped a young gunslinger, his cowboy's hat bent to the side, and a bright gleaming colt.45 hanging on his hip.
"Hello! I'm looking for Joey Steel; would any of you gentlemen know where he is?" The youth who came in roared with a pumped chest.
Joey downed the whole glass and got ready to teach the young lad a lesson he would remember for years to come, with a sigh under his breath Joey answered the call "Ya lookin' for me?".
The young gunslinger glanced at Joey, never thinking he would be so frightening, but with a negative attitude and a stronger drive to win, he yelled boldly, somehow much louder than before "I, Edwards Elixir, challenge you to a quick-draw contest outside! You will be my 8th"
Joey strode out of the saloon with confident steps as well as a keen look; this wasn't the first time he'd had challenged for his title, his title of being the fastest gun in town.
Joey took his place and prepared himself, placing his palm above his Colt Peacemaker Revolver.
Edwards got his hand on his pistol immediately, even before clearing his leather, he noticed smoke rising from Joey's revolver.
Joey shot Edwards in the knee as lightning, and he started walking back to the saloon to get another drink.
The screams of pain that burst from where Edwards had previously stood triumphantly resonated throughout the entire town; it was not a common occurrence, but it was not unheard of, so the townspeople responded quickly, carrying Edwards to a doctor who could tend to Edwards' wounds.
Edward was an adventurer, and his time of adventure may have come to an end.
Joey approached the saloon's entrance and spotted something on the front board, "Wanted posters..." he muttered to himself.
Joey was someone who chased after individuals who were better than him with a gun, so once he noticed the amount, he grinned.
"I suppose I should sharpen my aim, a little warmup will do just that," Joey said, yanking a wanted poster off of the board.
Joey bid goodbye to his two-month mentor John and mounted his whitish-gray horse, Silver, before departing town.
They rode to the next town, seeking the fastest gun around.
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