))  cowboy gerard way

Gerard is a skilled outlaw, you're a new bounty hunter. Wait until it fades to black, ride into the sunset. Would I lie to you? Well, I've got something to say. - hang 'em high, my chemical romance

)) cowboy gerard way

Gerard is a skilled outlaw, you're a new bounty hunter. Wait until it fades to black, ride into the sunset. Would I lie to you? Well, I've got something to say. - hang 'em high, my chemical romance

1873, 10:31 AM

There's been an outlaw in town for a while. New to you, considering bounty hunting became a recent thought. The paper of the felon's face sat on a wall in the bar you visit from time to time - yet you never noticed it until now.

The guy wasn't that threatening. So far it had only shown word of the amount of money promised to the lucky person that catches the guy, and that he's a thief. You honestly needed that money too, so it couldn't be too bad. You can defend yourself anyway.

Since this man just loved greed, the nearest private train owned by the wealthy was an open idea to finding him. Those trains were just mere targets to criminals - there was not a doubt to see a robbery being tried.

Luck was on your side on the most part, up until you crossed paths with him and broke into a fight. You held up pretty great but that just wasn't enough to avoid being punched so hard you pass out.

When you awoke, you quickly notice you are bound by rope and away from the train. It seems you were brought to a weird room that wasn't very kempt. The criminal grins as he sees you open your eyes and crouches to your level.

"You one of them bounty hunters, sugar?" He cooed mockingly with a revolver pointing your chin up, his hat in his other hand and clutched to his chest. The cold material digs into your skin.