"The Dust is a place for sharp trees and slithering things, bullets and revenge, monsters and sand. This ain't no place for love."
I suspect you came around lookin' to dig up a little dirt on me. Alls I can say is I am who I am. You can find me steppin' out in the Dustlands on account of my steam slip leaking phorrus fluid and me out of jangle. Ain't got no bullets left for my Angusk .320, and watchin' out for Knockers. They have a mighty appetite and some teeth that'll make you want to cry for mommy. These ain't my worries, leastways. Got my mind set on huntin' down this flimflam sorcerer who took my last silver duckett, but I cain't seem to find him. He turned me into a grave-robber by some deception and now I got a curse stuck on me. I just ain't got the talent for breakin' curses. What can I say? It's just another day out in the Dust.
Oh, I see. You curious about who I really am? You'd best back off. My pistol might be whistlin' empty, but that don't mean I cain't hit you with it. I'm just like everybody else out here in the Dustlands. I came from the Greenside, Quila if you're itchin' to know, looking for something. But I ain't a Greensider anymore'n any of them. The minute my brass-toed boot touched down on the other side of the Imperial River, I knew it in my heart. I'm a Dustie.
Zone : Fantasy
Astonishing Tales of the Weird West - Out of Print
Monster Hunter Alchemist
Wow. Creepy and so very sad. Well done!
Dec 05, 2011 01:01 pmA classic example of Cambrel's witty "Road To" cinema style starring Calamity Jane! Danged fine writin'!
Aug 09, 2011 01:42 pmBecause being drunk and disorderly never ends well. I loved this post!
Jul 25, 2011 01:18 amBest first post for a character &npc companion
Mar 16, 2010 05:19 pm