Carter Slade

...I try to sleep but the world’s on fire. I’ve had enough, it’s time to testify; I’ve got the right amount of bullets and I’m ready to ride... - Not new to RP or Character - Dark Themes at times - Literate & Descriptive - Crossovers Welcomed - SL/ Banter Welcomed

..... eyeballs more gods popping up here and there .....

He might have to head up north... serious problem with a 'walker that needs to be put down before anymore innocent folks get killed.

"..... alright. What I miss?"

// dont see why not!

"... People too, I reckon. Hurt like hell at the start, but now... ya just learn to not care anymore. Better not to let a single soul near..."

He could write that off as some kid being a wiseass... but despite the drinks, the old gunslinger senses something about the individual in front of him. Something like himself. "I ain't the first, nor the last. But sometimes ya get tired of payin' for misdeeds in the past."

Downs another shot, then looks up at the man. "Fairy tale huh? Entertained are ya, mister?"

Was a lawman once... man of honor, of justice... then one day: it all took a turn, greed overcame everything else, and I kept on sinking down the darker path more and more... until a devil finally got hold of my soul. Now I'm paying for sins on this earth for all eternity.

"Nawww..." waves away with his hat slightly embarrassed "... come on now: ya didn't miss this ornery old coot that much did ya?"

"Ms. Jenny." Knows it bugs her to call her that... but it's kinda funny none the less

Tools of the trade

"That Van der Linde bunch has gotten mighty bold here lately.... if they ain't careful they'll have more than just lawmen to worry about."

The stench of madness, raging wars... I've seen a million years. The smell of sorrow fills the fields and lingers in the sky. The littered ground will swallow down... The souls that fill my eyes. ...I'm the Widowmaker...

[ ...I therefore by these presents give public notice that I will employ ten men, in addition to those employed by the Government, to act as rangers for the common defense...] - Stephen F. Austin (1823)

#WCW @OfFireSide she's just as pretty as a Texas sunrise. All my years I'd never met a gal... well, a true goddess even... have such patience and heart for a sorry old bag of bones like me.

"Sometimes, ya just gotta get that ole scatter gun up close to 'em. Messy as hell but even without the hellfire: there won't be nothing left to recognize them by."

Sees the crown and rolls his eyes... "Damn it, John." Pulls his guns and joins in on the fight.