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http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/47492087/Char sheet:
http://pastebin.com/03izEFh5other char sheet:
http://pastebin.com/1T8kaEjrThe women steps through the noise ripping through the air, swinging her weird bladed whip. Johnny leans back, both of my bullets missing him and the other pirates. I grit my teeth and press my hat down, stepping back just before the whip thing swings around my head.
And only after that whole dance, do I actually here the sounds of this brawl. The cracking of the whip, the familiar bang of my revolvers, and that echoing bone shaking music Johnny strummed.
We stare eachother down again, the woman grabbing her whip and pulling against us, while Johnny holds his guitar in the air like it's an axe. I back away from them, keeping my shooters trained on them as they glare at me, and slowly do the same in a sort of unspoken agreement.
I glance between them, squinting as the sun gets in my eyes. The woman sighs, and glares at Johnny and me like we're trash...well she's right on the first one. And the Captain with the rooster looking hair just keeps on grinning like this is some sort of game, or he's just walking down the street for a cup of joe....I could really go for some coffee right now.
Frowning, I start to circle the other two, and they do the same. The world goes silent, except for the wind, the bird's singing, and the utterly massive fight happening just on the other street from us.
"Well, lets get this party started" Johnny chuckles
"Just give up all ready, I'm too tired to fight both of you" I yawn, trying to rub my aching eyes as the woman smirks
"Well then, just go lie down in a grave" She says rudely "And that goes to you to, idiot"
"Awww" Johnny sighs
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