11-14-2010, 10:59 AM
Cowboy grinned, his weapon changing into a long, wide blade, the articulated wrist covered in a small blast shield with a skull and crossed rifles imprinted on it.
"To the death, then." He said, the highly sharpened edge of his new weapon inches from the floor.
Stripes cleared her throat, suddenly taking an air of authority.
"If you MUST fight eachother, I request that you do NOT do so in my office." She said sternly, with a tone that would cut through ice.
******
"I'm sorry girls..." Adalwulf said, trying to get up. "Brothers to the bone....someone in the Clan's in trouble."
"To the death, then." He said, the highly sharpened edge of his new weapon inches from the floor.
Stripes cleared her throat, suddenly taking an air of authority.
"If you MUST fight eachother, I request that you do NOT do so in my office." She said sternly, with a tone that would cut through ice.
******
"I'm sorry girls..." Adalwulf said, trying to get up. "Brothers to the bone....someone in the Clan's in trouble."
The last mutt standing.
The one and only, Cowboy from Hell.
******
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I reach the other side,
I can show him what it feels like to die.
I can show him what it feels like to die.
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I'm cast out of the skies,
I can shoot the Devil right between the eyes.
