Mr. West Dickens, a slimy fellow with a portly build, was harrassing us again. He wanted us to do his bidding, and fool innocent bystanders into buying his fake medicines. We, for some reason, agreed. When we got to the destination (Ridgewood Farm), we entered a large house without permissions. I gave us a worthy excuse, however: we don't have any manors, so we went inside the manor. That's pretty funny.
Then we helped with his scheme and encountered a skeptical brute refused to believe our magical, potion-induced aiming skills and told us to shoot his hat. After he threw it in the air, that is. We did this, and, naturally, he believed us and all was well. No, really, he decided to murder us, so we shot the gun from his hand. This was enough to convince the entire crowd, and Mr. West Dickens was a hero. And on top of that, we can now paint multiple targets in deadye mode! Isn't that spiffy?
Lastly, a group of wild bandits charged the town and we defended the citizens in a dramatic and brave fashion. We hogtied the final ruffian, deposited him at the bottom of a remote cliff, cut him free, and shot at his feet as he dashed into the distance. This made us feel powerful and slightly sadistic.
As the in-game sun sets, we turn our sights to a stranger to the north. And as Abraham Lincoln once said, "I will attack you with the north."
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