27-11-2023 11:15 PM
27-11-2023 11:15 PM
and our other resident I have put on silent ....Tony;s ...he is rehabilitating
Mouthwatering scent wafting in through the window in that town?
Are you sure that you are in the "Rock"?
The heat and the dust can induce mirages and you can imagine all sorts of smells.'
Love the newspaper clipping, familiar faces posing under a faded headline. That would have been some photo especially if taken the morning after the night of wining and dining and whatever at Meggles cafe.
'Where is Meggles cafe in the "Rock"?
Did you find the scantily clad barmaid dressed in purple?
She was busy cooking the raccoon.
Better have some more of the cider or hops. Or perhaps that smell was the fermented grain mash. Whiskey galore.
Then that terrifying story of the gun staring down at those beautiful long eyelashed brown eyes.
Oh I nearly could not make it to the end. I love cows.
Snake something? Tumbleweed crumble?
The paw print made me smile and Meggle reminded me that I was a lioness. What? Out there?
Seriously.
I think that you two write a pretty good story that I cannot even begin to compete with.
My weak effort:
News flash
Shifting shapes seen lurking around the old deserted, banned ghost town.
Whips, gun shots and smoke seen and heard.
All folk to stay away and notify the local authorities of any sightings.
There is a local sheriff in these parts that comes and goes. Notify that Sheriff looks pretty efficient. Wears studs.
A barmaid with a twin cowboy menacing a local's cows. So watch out. One of the cows disappeared.
Someone's pet raccoon is missing. Wanted notice to appear shortly.
Get back to whatever it is you do out here.
Signing out
A visitor
Sophia incognito
27-11-2023 11:27 PM
27-11-2023 11:27 PM
Haha @Sophia1
It was because of you that I didn’t go through with shooting the cow. Didn’t think you’d handle it well.
Meggle
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28-11-2023 10:47 AM
28-11-2023 04:53 PM
28-11-2023 04:53 PM
Thankyou friends for leaving me one last story each! I have enjoyed our time here at the Rock.
The four friends dressed in their travelling clothes and picked up their swags. Hand in hand they walked to the edge of town where they went separate ways to find new pastures. The Rock would always be here and they knew that but for now it would be a place of sweet memories.
Until we meet again on other threads,
Meggle
02-12-2023 08:48 PM
02-12-2023 08:48 PM
Hi @Glisten and @Former-Member .. @LeChuck first started this old west town thread as a place where we just put our armour n troubles down, pulled up a bar stool and talked about things other than our troubles. A place to let our imaginations run free for a bit. Not sure if its your thing but its a place to misbehave and run amuck and if that can take you from one place to another, well I hope you will can the inner child, adopt a character, pour a shot n spin it.. First... the Cow @Oaktree n @Sophia1 .. Wasn't that hard. I just snuck up behind him n popped a paper bag. The legs started going . . then lifted an armpit n that finished him off. Four legs to all points on the compass, now when do we eat. Burp... now down to business.
First .. Lets just make one thing clear.. Who's the fasted gun in this flea bitten, horse shitten, poor excuse of a town..
Think just cause I'm all liquored up n ailing, I don't hear the whispers into whiskey glasses. Well yer whiskey whispers back at me yer varmints. So. You bought yourselves some nice big shiny chrome plated bullets and yer planning to gift em to ol tonys postage paid, supper express. Well Ain't that just sweet..!
Then ye better be asking yourselves, just how fast is tony two guns... Well listen up loafers.
Last sheriff who pointed a rattling cylinder of chrome at my ass witnessed for a very brief moment, something other worldly. Sure.. I let him fan of all six at lightning speed.. Even took a moment to flint my cigar as I watched those chrome plated freight trains grow big in my Ray bans..
Then. . . just when they were so close that I could see my reflection in em, critters crawling through my monobrow an all.. Well
. . . thats when the magic happened folks.. Faster n light, my hand whipped out a comb n slicked the grease n roaches from my mop. So shiny were those slugs, I even popped a white head, then faster than you can . . . well just real fast .. OK.. I polished the nicotine of my pearlies n plucked a nose hair or two.
Then all prettied up.. I just flexed up good n proper and let those bullets stick . Ouch ... ouch, ouch ,
oooo, ouch. Only five... Its just a story alright !. So one missed. Pay attention varmints. Im talkin at ya.
Where was I.. OH yes. Picking yer pesky slugs from my rusty dusty hide. Actually I think one got so scared, it turned around and hid back in yer gun. Now My turn to deal the pain yer yellow livered Gin sops..
Beep beep beep beep, wake up tonys, Meds n meal tray buddy says the Rn
Sits bolt upright, wide eyed. cough cough , splutter , n spit n there it was. A big shiny chrome slug
winking back at me from the stainless steel cup..
Someone want to take over this story . The white coats are dragging me of again. tony2guns
02-12-2023 09:19 PM
02-12-2023 09:19 PM
02-12-2023 11:00 PM
02-12-2023 11:00 PM
@tonys sheriff down! Bullets like well aimed words, on an unstoppable trajectory, blood on the ground, prose sharper and more explosive than a hollowtip. Send some of those white coats my way, I've met an outlaw more than my match x
03-12-2023 01:28 AM
03-12-2023 01:28 AM
Well so I thought, till a finger quivered, then another, then a leg pulsed. pungent fumes of smouldering circuitry, static in the air as the horrific truth slowly unfolded before the the wide eyed fear frozen, town folk.
Jaws and bibles alike, raising dust as they dropped. The rumours were all true. Half man, half machine. The lawman who could not be killed. An aberration before God. What evil hand put breath into the devils automitron..
A game of life n death with a blacksmiths nightmares. Quarter begged for could not be granted from heartless surgical steel. @LeChuck the widow maker n soul taker, rose back to her feet. The lifeless eye of the crow was upon me..
And it came to pass, a dark cloud came over the land. The eternal eclipse of the apocalypse was upon us. Milk soured, tall men cowered, still born cows, deformed sows, and the grey skies rained large lobes of blood that carved channels through dusty drought stricken faces of fear struck farmers n wild men alike.
And tony2guns rode. Rode hard till his horse frothed blood n snorted its last. Ran till his lungs burned from all that lay in his past. Till there was nothing but stars n sand and nought between.
But @LeChuck was his nemesis and without, he could not be, or be. That cold dark dessert held the reciprocal answers to his future, and black deaths demise. But wounds to be licked afore hammers are clicked. Only a force more evil can slay evil.
The lamb succumb to the wolf
And the bread succumb to the weevil.
Only the act of nefarious cunning
would stage an victorious retrieval.. tonys2guns.
@LeChuck @Oaktree @Glisten @Sophia1 @Shaz51
any one still carrying pig iron @Former-Member ..?
Too be continued...
04-12-2023 01:06 AM
04-12-2023 01:06 AM
OH you liked my critters line @Glisten Well. least someone was still at the bar.
Well ..Writing just plain old crap can be very relaxing. A one finger, spelling B reject can dribble here a little. You know.. Someone always rekindles this thread, I grab some tools n try to keep the rusty rattler on the tracks n then they all just up n leave me.. Thats what happened last time.
Hear that @LeChuck .. Your not Dead. . . till I damn well say yer dead, Alright...!
Oh well, I just sook here with my bat n ball... I get it. lol..
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