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(A gangly man in a cowboy costume and handkerchief, with no visible facial hair other than some peach fuzz, walks into the saloon.)
"Hey! I heard that this was the place to apply for a cowboy internship.."
(He realizes that he's in the wrong town.)
(He goes to his car so he can leave, but it's out of gas, and there's not a jerrycan in sight.)
"Well, guess I just have to... stay here. Woohoo."
"Oh, puh-leaze," the fancy woman says to the floating-cow-skull man, "if you think that's annoying, wait 'till we find Minigun Mike. Fucker's a real piece o' work...".
"Don't need an explanation. Just something to shoot at."
The man makes an attempt to tip his hat, but it's been nailed to his skull.
"Not inclined to give my name to strangers, but folks around here seem to have taken to callin' me Dustdevil."
He coughs(?) a little bit of sand.
"Betcha can't guess why."
"Well, nice to meet ya, Dustdevil" she replies, "I'm Amelia. My pa's an oil baron but I've been lookin' to get the fuck outta town and catchin' Minigun Mike with my pal Puma's perfect. Glad ya could join us!"
(The pronghorn seems a bit weirded out by Dustdevil's appearance at first, but he seems like a pretty okay guy.) Pleasure to meet ya, Dusty. Name's Kenneth, but most folks just call me Kenny. (He introduces himself.) Glad you could join us, too.
Dustdevil nods to Kenny.
"Bit too happy for my tastes, but I can work with this."
Out of the blue, a girl on wearing farmer clothes and a straw hat gets thrown into the bar. She lands on her face with a loud thud
Having downed his drink in one gulp, Elio approaches the girl. "Are you feeling alright? What happened to you?" He extends a hand as an offer to help her up.
The girl takes Elio's hand and adjusts her glasses "'ve been ridin' a black bull. That's just his way of droppin' me off" Her face was full of plasters and scars.
"See yer black ass in a while, Diablo!" She yells at the bull outside
Edited by ElenaOkami on May 6th 2020 at 7:41:39 AM
Puma is delighted. "Wow! I never thought I'd meet so many new friends so quickly!"
"Nice to meet all of you," says Bluethorn.
"Well," Elio says, "we've still got a little problem on our hands. I'm still a tad worried about the duel that's meant to be happening. How long do you reckon we've got left before sundown?"
"I think we've only got a few hours, maybe three," says Bluethorn, examining the gun he got from the bartender. "We'd better do what we can to get ready."
Edited by Bluethorn on May 6th 2020 at 12:03:56 PM
Dustdevil looks down at his right hand, a wooden replacement with what appears to be a revolver barrel poking out of it.
"Been a while."
"Duel?" The girl takes out her pitchfork from her back and looks alert "What duel!?"
"Well, you see, some eccentrically-dressed half-human, half-cat guy walked into here. Challenged the puma over there to a duel. Not sure what's gonna happen, but... I just want to hope nobody gets hurt too much."
"I can sic Diablo on the man, all's solved"
"I'm gonna go stock up on knives and axes"
Dustdevil looks over the puma.
"No offense, but in a duel, my money would be on literally anyone except you."
"That's actually offensive..Yer callin' him a chicken"
"There's a difference between calling someone weak and calling someone cowardly"
"Ain't tryin' to be rude or nothing. Just bein' honest."
"Right, right. Honesty's a virtue" The girl nods
Edited by ElenaOkami on May 6th 2020 at 6:40:47 PM
"I'd guess I'd better start practicing for this thing," says Bluethorn. "Anyone got any advice on how to win a duel?"
Go for his hand, take advantage of his misses, don't waste ammo. is Wild-Eye's advice, from outside the saloon.
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