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Post by rizahawkeye on Aug 30, 2006 13:21:00 GMT -5
[glow=blue,2,300]Intro:[/glow] Back in the Old West, many names stood out: Billy the Kid, Jesse James, Wyatt Earp, and many others, both real and fictional. Well, back, before the story we all know and love, there were many Cars that gained an infamous reputation in the Old West. Some like “Grill Hanger Bob” or “Single Headlight Harry”. So many of them were cruel outlaws that drove the streets robbing banks, committing crimes, and so many other deeds that have put their names on the notorious “Wanted: Dead or Alive” list. But others kept the peace, such as the town Sheriff, deputy, and many others that supported the town. We arrive at our destination. A small town, much like Radiator Springs, with not many residents, but many travelers that come in and out, either looking for a drink, or someplace to rest. What adventures await the folks of the small town of Tombstone Arizona…Well, that’ll be up to you. Have fun, y’all!
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Sheriff Cartwright sat in his office garage. There wasn't much to do, and it had been peaceful in the town. His deputy had gone out somewhere, and he knew that Miss Woods was probably busy as usual. He couldn't help but smirk at the thought of her, and her good looks.
Miss Woods was working, serving out tin cans of oil. It was one of her busiest days, and she was getting tired. She enjoyed her work however. Seeing all the new faces, and attitudes. Sure, there was always risks on running a saloon, but the experiances she had made up for it.
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Post by Guido on Aug 30, 2006 14:04:25 GMT -5
Lulubelle was in her tire/paint job shop bored , she went over to the window and looked over at Miss Woods serving out tin cans.
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Post by rizahawkeye on Aug 30, 2006 14:07:39 GMT -5
Jennifer continued working, and she let out a sigh when everyone seemed content. It was busy, and the saloon was filled with happy chattering and laughter.
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Post by Guido on Aug 30, 2006 14:18:08 GMT -5
A random women car came into the store asking Lulubelle to do a paintjob on her and fix her up with some new types. Lulubelle got straight to work on the paintjob.
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Post by rizahawkeye on Aug 30, 2006 14:24:50 GMT -5
John then decided to take a drive, scanning the town for any going's on, and see any of his friends, especially Jennifer. He looked at the cars, looking stoic as usual. He peeked into Lulubelle's store, and peeked his front in. "How are ya today, miss?" he asked, giving a friendly smile.
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Post by Guido on Aug 30, 2006 14:29:59 GMT -5
Lulubelle turned round and smiled back. ''Ok! How's you?'' she said with a italian accent.
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Post by rizahawkeye on Aug 30, 2006 14:34:33 GMT -5
"Mighty fine Miss, I hope I ain't interuptin' nothin'." he said, his texan accent obvious.
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Post by Sally Carrera on Aug 30, 2006 14:34:39 GMT -5
Katherine was in her resterunt serving some customers, she was hoping to turn this place to a garage and breakfest. one customer kept complaining about his oil not getting done fast enough.
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Post by Guido on Aug 30, 2006 14:35:35 GMT -5
Lulubelle shook her head to say no. She couldn't speak much english , she only knew afew basic words.
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Post by rizahawkeye on Aug 30, 2006 14:41:39 GMT -5
"Well, I'm gonna head off. I'll talk to ya later, Miss.." he said, dipping his front respectivly. He then headed to Katherine's restaurant. "Miss Katherine, ya in?" he asked.
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Post by Sally Carrera on Aug 30, 2006 14:45:51 GMT -5
Katherine stopped what she was doin when she heard the sheriff come in. "Oh hey Sheriff do you want somthing to drink?" she asked.
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Post by rizahawkeye on Aug 30, 2006 14:46:48 GMT -5
"Sure, why not?" he said, settling down, " How have ya been, no trouble?"
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Post by Sally Carrera on Aug 30, 2006 14:51:28 GMT -5
'I am fine, no i havent had any trouble just same old, customer complaining about not getting their oil fast enough." laughed katherine. as she went to get the sheriff a can a oil and came right back. 'so how are you?" she asked as she gave him his drink.
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Post by rizahawkeye on Aug 30, 2006 14:53:06 GMT -5
"Fine as I'll ever be.." he said, grinning, and taking a swig of his drink, "Nothin' much to be done..."
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Post by Sally Carrera on Aug 30, 2006 15:23:34 GMT -5
"I know nothin exciding ever really happens here." said Katherine.
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