Wild Wild SYM

Craig · Post by **Craig** » Mon May 28, 2001 5:53 pm

*Craig wals in cowboy gear 'n' all* and says "Any jobs?" to the barkeep

KramoR · Post by **KramoR** » Mon May 28, 2001 5:55 pm

Kramo pulled his winchester from it's boot. Unloaded it and walked to the general store. As he walked in the store, nodded to the owner. He was surprised how large her rack of guns were.

"Mam, I was wondering if you could fix this? The hammer keeps sticking."

leedogg · Post by **leedogg** » Mon May 28, 2001 5:57 pm

*as a horse limps in to town, brink and loner notice the horse appears to have a corpse lying across it's back*

"what next?!" brink asks loner.
"we better check it out" loner says as she take out for the horse, which has stopped at a watering hole.

*as she appoaches she hears a faint call for help*

"Oh my! he's alive" she calls to the sheriff.

leedogg falls off the horse and hollars in pain.

"G*dD*mn, booby traps! some weasally bastard wired the road with dynomite! arghhh!" he says in obvious pain.

lonar and brink help him to his feet.

scully1 · Post by **scully1** » Mon May 28, 2001 5:57 pm

"Hmmm," said Loner, pursing her lips pensively and looking at the bedraggled man. "Have I seen your face on a Wanted poster??..."

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T'lainya · Post by **T'lainya** » Mon May 28, 2001 6:02 pm

Ms T smiles at the man in front of her. "Just let me take a look at it." Handling the gun with ease, Ms T inspects the faulty hammer as well as the rest of the weapon. "Shouldn't be too hard to fix stranger. What'd you say your name was?"

leedogg · Post by **leedogg** » Mon May 28, 2001 6:11 pm

"no maam, that's not me, i'm just a gold miner lookin for a good time at the casino. i need somethin' for this wound on my leg. argh!"

leedogg limps on as he explains exactly where the TNT was, when he spots Waverly's snake oil speech.

" say there, sir, did you say that there stuff will fight infection?" leedogg asks waverly.

"sure will! it'll cure what ails ya!" waverly responded.

"I'll take two." said leedogg.

"that'll be 2 silver dollars." Waverly said with a smile.

"i don't have silver" says leedogg," but how about this, and keep the change."

leedogg pulled out a bag and laid a chunk of gold upon the stage.

"i figure it's worth 20 bucks or so" lee said, "well worth it if this stuff will help heel this wound from the TNT blast!"

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Brink · Post by **Brink** » Mon May 28, 2001 6:18 pm

Brink asked his deputy,"Hmm,I remember seeing his face on a Wanted poster as well.Could he be the infamous outlaw named leedogg,wanted in 13 states for train robbing and bridge blasting??"

T'lainya · Post by **T'lainya** » Mon May 28, 2001 6:24 pm

Ms T tells the man to wait right there. She takes his Winchester to a room in the back and quickly replaces the mechanism. "Here you go, right as rain. That'll be(I have no idea how much that would cost)$4(?) I also carry a full line of ammunition."

scully1 · Post by **scully1** » Mon May 28, 2001 6:29 pm

Loner's eyes narrowed. "Bridge blasting," she repeated. "He did say something about TNT...my, what a day it's been. Is it usually so exciting around here, Boss?..."

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leedogg · Post by **leedogg** » Mon May 28, 2001 6:33 pm

"why, sheriff, would i blow myself up?

i'm tellin ya, it's someone trying to find my gold!" leedogg limps away towards the local hotel. he looks back to the sheriff and says, "i'm goin to doctor up my leg and bed down for the night. if you have any other questions, they'll have to wait fer mornin'."

good nite folks HAPPY SPAMMING!

Brink · Post by **Brink** » Mon May 28, 2001 6:33 pm

Brink answered,"Whoever said that being a sheriff is a dull job should be shot

.So,mind telling me what happened when I wasn't around?"

leedogg · Post by **leedogg** » Mon May 28, 2001 6:38 pm

Originally posted by Brink:
<STRONG>Brink answered,"Whoever said that being a sheriff is a dull job should be shot .So,mind telling me what happened when I wasn't around?"</STRONG>

why do you think they decided they needed a sheriff and 2 deputies?

Brink · Post by **Brink** » Mon May 28, 2001 6:39 pm

OOC:leedogg-My other deputy is a drunkard

scully1 · Post by **scully1** » Mon May 28, 2001 6:39 pm

Loner thought for a moment. "Not much at all, actually," she answered. "Doc Waverly set up shop in town selling his ah...potions and such...I've dealt with the Doc before, told him not to give us any trouble...And that's it really, till the shooting happened. So what now, Boss?..."

Brink · Post by **Brink** » Mon May 28, 2001 6:51 pm

The part about the doc interested the sheriff."Hmm,do you mind telling me about your previous dealings with Waverly?",Brink asked

scully1 · Post by **scully1** » Mon May 28, 2001 7:01 pm

Loner colored a bit. "Well Boss," she began, "remember, it was long before I came to work for you. I...have a bit of a past as...one who...ah, protects the innocent when no one else is around -- or willing -- to protect them, if you get my meaning...Anyway, I was a wanderer for a while before I ended up here, and at one point I landed near Dodge. Doc Waverly was there, selling his concoctions. Basically, the townspeople were all upset. The good Doc's potions were wreaking havoc in the city, I'm...sure you can imagine how. Well, they knew my reputation and asked me to help, and I did. I...went to the Doc's wagon at night and I smashed it to bits. Everything was destroyed. And the next day he got out of town with what little I left him with. But not before I made sure he knew I was responsible. I was kind of reckless that way...Eh, well, that's the story, Boss. He's assured me there'll be no trouble while he's in this town..."

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Brink · Post by **Brink** » Mon May 28, 2001 7:45 pm

Sheriff Brink furrows his eyebrows,"I see.I shall have to keep a close eye on his activities here then,don't want history to repeat itself as long as I'm here.I guess that will be all for today.You did a great job as a deputy,loner.Keep up the good work."the sheriff pats his deputy's back,"Now,how about I buy you a drink at the saloon?"

vixen · Post by **vixen** » Tue May 29, 2001 1:25 am

*Vixen reapplys lipstick, pouts, and adjusts her multi-sequinned outfit. She strides into the saloon and demands some attention.

Unfortunately all the Americans are asleep and everyone else is avoiding the lure of spam. So she leaves her resume at the side of the bar and walks out, swaying her hips as she goes...*

scully1 · Post by **scully1** » Tue May 29, 2001 6:04 am

Loner smiled. "Thank you, Boss," she replied.

*************
The next morning, as Deputy Loner sat at her desk in the empty jailhouse, a dark figure strode in. "Is the sheriff here?" he asked in a gruff voice, and spat his tobacco juice out the door.

Loner got a creepy feeling from this person. "Ah, no," she answered, standing. "I'm one of his deputies. Can I help you?"

"Shure does pick some pretty ladies for his deputies," the figure responded, with a little chuckle that made Loner feel even creepier, if that was possible. He took a step toward her, but she stood her ground. Seeing that the tactic didn't work, the figure stopped.

"I got some information for you," he said. "I seen who killed the Marshal."

"Is that so?"

"Yep." Spat tobacco out the door again. Cleared his throat. "Tall rider, black Stetson, white shirt. Ridin' a big bay horse. Slingin' twin colts, butts forward. Shot the Marshal down in cold blood before my eyes."

Loner smiled bitterly. "You've just described about half the men in the tri-county area, stranger," she said in a steady voice; but inside she was quaking.

"He took the Marshal's badge and wallet off him before he buried him," the figure continued. "That might help ya some, if those things turn up. Then you can ask whoever brought 'em in...can't ya?"

And with another soft creepy chuckle, the figure turned and left, spitting tobacco on the jail's front step.

Loner wanted nothing more than to follow this...person and throttle him a little, but she refrained. She didn't trust him for a second...still, she thought it worthwhile to go back and question Kramo, since, she told herself as she grabbed her hat and headed out, she should have done that before, anyway...

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Waverly · Post by **Waverly** » Tue May 29, 2001 6:27 am

With better than 100 shiny new silver dollars to his name, Waverly retreated to the privacy of his wagon and shaved each and every one of them of a few grains, these he wrapped carefully and locked in his safe (which in turn was securely bolted to the wagon’s frame.)

That done, he headed over to the saloon carrying a portion of his new wealth and a couple small bottles of snake oil. He bought a round for several of the ladies at the bar, including one striking can-can girl who informed him that her name was Georgi. Waverly called the barkeep over and instructed him in the making of a very special drink: bourbon, mescal, and Snake Oil. This, in a large tumbler was lit, filling the air with an acrid odor not unlike sulfur. The drink was set before Georgi, who not wanting to show any fear, drank it in one gulp. Immediately her posture became a bit more slumped and her speech a bit slower and more deliberate.

Seeing this, several patrons rushed the bar hoping to buy a drink of the same for the ladies of their fancy. Doc gladly obliged, selling the snake oil for a quarter an ounce.

Waverly sat down next to the intoxicated and intoxicating Georgi and began to make small talk.