After a few brief moments you realize that the sounds are actually a yodeling cowboy riding on his trusty steed, most likely to attend a lethal arrangement with a long lost nemesis.

The mysterious cowboy reaches the sign and dismounts his horse, and slaps it on the rear to send it away and avoid getting killed in the bloody duel that's about to take place
Not too long after, the counterpart arrives.
He (or she) is a catlike fiend and you can understand why someone would want to put a bullet in him.
You overhear their conversation. After a number of vile insults, you understand that the cowboy is called James, and the feline calls himself potifi, but says that friends call him lotar.
You and the cowboy both understand that he has no friends.

The vile beast was more cunning and fast than the cowboy anticipated. While James allows himself to blink, potifi draws his gun in one lightning fast motion and shoots the cowboy right in the kneecap. He falls screaming to the ground, but thanks to his lifelong experience in duels, manages to avoid the next deadly bullet.

You realize it's time to step in to correct this injustice. Knowing that potifi is a volatile child who overreacts to everything, you send him, or rather, create the idea of sending him a friend request on facebook. On the News Feed you also notice that straya won eurovision.
Status gained: Facebook account

The foul fiend suddenly breaks off his aim at James' head as he feels a vibration in his pocket. He takes his phone out, accepts, and both of you start having a friendly chat. It doesn't take long for you to gain his trust, while James is rolling on the ground in agony, and you send him a dick pic. Potifi opens it and is sent into a furious rage and despair, running away from the battlefield on all fours.

You decide to leave the scene as you are sure that none of what happened can be pinned on you. The cowboy's fate is left undetermined.
After a few minutes you run into a group of weeaboos, faggots and other types of internet losers. They call themselves freedom fighters and they ask that you make their clan great again. You, however, know fully well that AoS clans are dead and move on into the wasteland.

Current items:
None
Current status:
- Biexistential (ideal, shit)
- Advanced Philosophy
- Neutral Gayness
- Facebook account
- One case of manslaughter













