The Wild West...With a Twist of Le-MON.

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

*crest looked confused* new sheriff what?

[Rayleonarde]

Sanders nodded. "Yep. That new guy...never caught his name, or I forget...anyway, after the ol' sherrif, Hunter, kicked the bucket, the new guy got the job."

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

Well... Damn. *crest scratches his head* anyway. Cheers sanders I owe you one. If you need something tell me. *heads over to the inn*

[Rayleonarde]

"I'm not needin' much!" Sanders waved Crest off, chuckling. He stepped into the barbershop, waiting for customers.


A stranger rolled into town, wearing a black-leather outfit, their face obscured with a rag.

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

*crest entered the inn as he ordered a drink from the bar and sat down, deciding to wait a bit before meeting the dr*

[Cecilia Peromi]

Cecil went in the tavern. He saw Crest sitting at a table and joined him. "There you are. Where did you go?"

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

*Crest growled* I never left. You were the one that left me on the sack of potatoes *he says angrily and sighs* I so wanted to beat up some bandits *he sulks*

[Rayleonarde]

The stranger stepped into the inn, and sat at an empty table. The air seemed to tense, as soon as the stranger entered.

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

*crest looks at the stranger and gulps, he had a feeling he was gonna be trouble but was scared to start anything, despite havering a good grip on his guns*

[Cecilia Peromi]

Cecil only took slight note of the stranger. If anything happened he could take care of it. Besides, he was in a fighting mood. He needed to do something to assure himself that he didn't need to be a mutant to take care of things.

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

*he shrugs it off and turns back to Cecil* anyway did you take care of those bandits cause I really want to fight something. *he says his voice slightly lowered*

[Cecilia Peromi]

"Nah, we haven't even started hunting them down yet. But I'm pretty sure when Vice gets here we'll begin."

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

*crest sighs in relief* thank god I thought I missed the action *he says taking a sip of his drink* so what's happened when I was out?

[Cecilia Peromi]

"Well Vice shot the sheriff, so now HE'S the sheriff. Sanders took him out back to teach him how to shoot a gun. Meanwhile, I gave that idiot swine Dr. Cunningham a visit. He tried to sell me his version of Le-Mon. I'll be honest, I almost bought it... but I didn't, and here I am."

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

*crest stared at Cecil for a few good seconds before he bangs his head on the table* I miss all the good stuff *he complains*