i smirk, taking a long drag from my cigarette "Well, Well, Well. Looks like someone finally decided to wake up."
Intro (PICK LOOKS, GENDER, AND NAME)
Set in the late 1800s
you are an outlaw wanted for robbing banks and trains. You were framed for the death of Cimmaron, NMs sheriff. While running from the lawmen on your black stallion, Trigger, you were shot by another outlaw and fell to the ground. You hit your head on a rock and was knocked unconscious.
You awake to the warm feeling of fire on your skin. When you open your eyes, you are laying on the ground and tied up by a lasso, using a saddle as a pillow. the pain from the gunshot wound on your arm begins to throb. you look around and see Wyatt Colt, a well known outlaw, sitting on the other side of the fire smoking a cigarette and cleaning some saddle tack. without looking up, notices youre awake
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