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Explosive buisness

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New Flagstaff,

Shiu was talking with Aulwrak, at the pond. About things. But she was still looking everywhere, while talking. Looking for cops. She has nothing against them. But They'll probably won't like if they find out what she was doing.

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Happy Trails (entry fiftee*crossed out* entry 16)

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((From the diary of Keith Rawkings))

Women...are vexing creatures...


It had a been a little while since I last seen Ghostlyn in tha bar. Ol Rawkings was bein a good boy. I was tryin real hard not to hit on any gals. I was hopin' ta see her again soon, but I knew dang well if I slipped up it would probably git back ta her. People talk.
But still, goin from 100 ta zero in a day is tough.

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Happy Trails (entry 14)

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((From the Diary fo Keith Rawkings))

Man shit is finally startin to look in ma favor. I'm like approachin cloud nine so fast, aint no one gonna shoot me down, not even that "Maverick" from that old Top Gun movie.
Do I believe in fate? Maybe...
As fate would have it, I walked into that bar door down at Hope Springs, and who did I see sitting there?
Ghostlyn...
Hmm I jist lovee the sound a that name. Kinda gives me that goosepimples. Spooky right?

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Random Rawkings

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((scribbles on paper))

 

Roses r red

 

Violets r blue

 

Some women like flowers..

 

And others...

 

Prefer to make a man's head into a canoe..

 

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HappyTrails (entry 13)

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((from the diary of Keith Rawkings))

Man I am bushed! And speakin' a bush... What a night.
I don' got me some good dancin' practice with tha ladies last night at this party in New Flagstaff. Hosted by none other than tha Zombie King.  He don't look much like a zombie. More like in a trance. Good tunes though, so I aint complainin'.

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As the tumble weed rolls, chapter 4

"There's nothing you can do, Keith, stand back and let them do their job" Gabriel told him as he stood in the doorway of the repair room, facings Keith's back as Rawkings watched another man slowly die on the clinic floor. The paramedics and nurses, and other clinical staff were surrounding the old man, trying to resucciate him, but to no resolve. Keith watched on in silent dismay as one of his friends was dying in front of him, and he was helpless to save the man.

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Happy Trails (entry elev--*line is crossed out here*(entry 12)

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((From the Diary of Keith Rawkings))

I think I am in love. Oh my, I am jist so xcited 'bout it. the birds, the bees, even the trees seem preddier now. Ah,but first, maybe I should rewind...

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As the Tumble Weed rolls, chapter three"

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Darkness...

"I have to go to work. honey.' the woman says to the man. "Be back soon."

"Not too late I hope..""

A kiss goodbye...

Floating now...

So much water...

"Not 'eer to kill ya mister. Jist takin you in."

"Well I'm not coming with you alive, sir."

"They will kill us both when you contact them."

Gunshots...

Lifecycle program...

Floating...

Floating on golden fields..

The cattle graze...

The warm sunshine on my back..

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Happy Trails (entry 10)

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((I really didn't know how to write this entry up at first, so I put a whole mix of styles in. When the conversations came with Sybil I thought the chat logs were so cool (a lot of one on one character developement) that I felt it was better to just post them here. I really felt like it would give people an inside look at what Sybil is about and how she can express the stolen youth of a young girl locked up under a very tough exterior. Sybs if you dont like the chat logs being up here, tell me, and Ill take it down. I know you read up on FERP, so I hope you like this entry instead.

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Happy Trails (entry 9)

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((From the Diary of Keith Rawkings))

So today I got up and did nothin.'' Went up to the roof  and smoked a blunt. Started dancing' on top of that old messed up roof. There was a big gaping hole where half of the roof used to be, so if I fell down, I'd probably only hit the floor and not the ground. I Just hung out there for a while.
((Queue up Billy Idol's "Dancing with myself" http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FG1NrQYXjLU ))

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Happy Trails (entry 8)

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((From the Diary of Keith Rawkings, spell check later))

Well I ran out of booze and was feeling more lucid than I had in a long time. My conscience started to tug on me about the shoot out. Don't ask me why. Just wanted to tell her and get the burden off of my chest. I galloped back into Serenity Falls and went right up to the mayor's office. She wasn't in. I did a little gallop around town and couldn't find her. And then I came upon one sweet site.

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As the Tumble Weed rolls, chapter two"

((Alright, so I didnt know I was going to write a friggen novel today. Read it if you have the time. Tell me if its boring. I think Ive been writing it for two hours and I'm still going to write a journal entry later. Will spellcheck when I have the time. Cya later in game))

 

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"As The Tumble Weed Rolls," chapter 1.

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A knock at the door to the bar… 

 

A massive headache. ..

 

Men in black suits and dark sunglasses…

 

There’s a job. What was the job? What the hell was the job?

 

The man in the white labcoat…

 

“LifeCycle program”

 

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Happy Trails (entry 6)

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((hey sorry if I didn't mention folks, I did recognize a lot of people I've seen before, but Keith never formally "met" them yet. He was also a little intoxicated. Also, I hope it's not too long of a read. I'll spell correct more later and maybe fix the paragraph specing, but now I'm just going to go in game and play already! Cya all in game, was a great night for RP, last night!))

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Happy Trails (entry 5)

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((From the diary of Keith Rawkings))

 

 

 

Galloped like hell outa that shootout. Don’t know, don’t care anymore. Head still hurts from the bullet fragment. Kept going on north ‘til I hit that little town a Hope Springs. I saw a nice lookin’ cornfield nearby, and I thought it might be a nice place to go git drunk. But I remember goin’ on up to the edge a that field and seeing a strange site.

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Happy Trails (entry 4)

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From the Diary of Keith Rawkings (entry 4)

Well, I was real happy to find some interestin' plants growing in the cracks in the streets of Serenity Falls. I don't think a lot of non-vista types know all the stuff ya can do with these plants, and I aim to keep it that way.  Anyway...

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Happy Trails (entry 3)

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From the diary of Keith Rawkings:

Long weekend. Started on high speed, ended in a crash. Met someone the other night. Big bonfire. Crazy zombie guy with a shovel playing music there. She liked my threads. Must be the hattt..  Chick magnet. Enforcer gal...with a fiery red sombrero and cute pink revolvers.  Bet they shoot bubblegum. Why do opposites attract?

A Moment of Weakness

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“Every rose, has its thorn… just like every night, has its dawn… just like every cowboy, sings a sad, sad song…” BOOM!

The music stopped abruptly as the .50 calibre round turned the refurbished stereo back into the pile of scrap it had started as, albeit now in slightly less potentially useful condition.

 

That one is not going in the fucking daily mix.

Dear Diary, only if the world was like You.

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*Max is seen to be looking over the diary, flicking through the pages slowly as the morning light reaches it's warm grip through the boarded window, he lets out a long, deep cough, having not drank for days as the dust hardens his troat, he looks down, still waking, holding onto the diary as if a loved one in a tight, firm grip.

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