Western Sunrise

[Prox]

"Well..." William says, fishing through his coin pouch, "This is my last 10 cents, but I'm not about to keep it from ya." he says, placing the metal disc on the counter in front of Michael. "As for me, I've been up north in the Paramounts, mapping the valleys around there and tracking the wildlife. I came here when the snow started falling. But how've you been?"

[Buzzard]

"Time've been tough around here. The army's not looking for hired help to deal with them injuns anymore, and ever since I got framed for killing my last client, the bodyguarding business has been dead for me." Says Michael. Suddenly, Michael elbows William in the side. "Well, if it isn't the Gunstar Hero. Wonder what he's doing 'round these parts" Michael said as he directed William towards Gunstar.

[Armchair]

The Gunstar Hero.

If you could see him better you would clearly see his ears prick up at the mention of his name. "Yes yes, It is I, The Famous Gunstar Hero, no autographs please." he stated making a bit of a spectacle of himself. "What can I do ya fo-... where do I know you from?"

[Shadow]

"Even I know where yer from, people have to keep information 'round these parts. Oh speaking of which how ya been doing William, I was going to ask but..... well I was "incapasitated" by the 5 mugs of whisky I drank." When he finishes everyone looks at him strangly. "What, you never seen a person trying to be social?"

[Prox]

As William turns around to see who Michael was pointing at, he sees a person that he wishes he hadn't. "Oh, shit." he thinks to himself as The Gunstar Hero approaches. Luckily, the famous bounty hunter doesn't recognize him. "I must've sold you a map one time or another." William replies nonchalantly.

The drunken man from before stands up and starts speaking, upon which one of the gamblers sitting next to him places a hand on the man's shoulder and says, "O'Connor, you'd better curb that binge of yours; the sun hasn't even set yet and you already owe the barkeep a half dollar."

[Buzzard]

Michael chuckled at the ego of the Booster Gold-like hero. "Oh, it's just you Gunstar. It's me, The Buzzard. You know, that merc you worked with a few years ago?" said Michael.

[Shadow]

"And Im O'Conner, The Shadow. Hey Earnest, im feeling social like. Round of whisky on me. I'll pay the tab later."

[Sino]

Earnest still had that gun up, but it took him a minute to realise that there was probably no gunshot, so he put it down, and sat down on the floor. "God. I might just shut down buisness to get me the hell out of here. It's not like it will make a diffrence. " He knew he couldnt do it peacefully, so this shotgun to the roof will do as a distraction. Boom. "GET OUT, ALL YA"

[Prox]

The bartender began to jostle everyone out of the saloon. William was soon standing out on the dried-up mud, along with a few other people. He took out a long cigarro, lit it, and began to smoke it carefully.

"So," he said after a few seconds, "Who's the unlucky fellow this season? Three killers in one town can only mean someone's got a price on his head."

[Shadow]

"I don't know, I will say this though: that guy on the barrel over there looks like someone I worked with a few years back. Spare a smoke?

[Vito]

“You god damned bastards,” Jonas said as approaching the group. “I was starting to work the locals for info on the bounties then you all had to go and get everyone kicked out. And then we have the moron over here announcing he’s a hired killer to god knows who. You better watch your back because both bounties probably had men in there and Cougar and Grim probably don’t want to be killed or captured so they might go after you. Since all of us are here for the same thing I suggest we go somewhere out of the way and discuss a plan of action.”

[Prox]

Upon Jonas's arrival, William laughed gravely, smoke encircling his head like a garland. "A friend of a friend of mine once said to never trust a drunkard." he said. "Anyways, if you're looking for a place to hide, the distillery around the way there has been abandoned since they built the new one next to the ranching office."

[Deck]

Character: "Who." (Played by Jackie Chan)

Cutting to the inside of a window display across from the bar, the arguments and general grumbles of rough and tumble cowmen that have just been denied their routine hangout are heard muffled through the wall. Footsteps rush to the window. A hand wipes away only a few days worth build up of dirt and red dust, though it would seem like month's worth.

Looking through the unrefined, naturally impure and hard to see through glass, he sees the croud piling out all at once from the bar across the street. The shopkeep rushes to a pile of trash and metals in the corner, hastily burying his hands and head into it, he begins to slowly pull and ease something out of it. Miscellanious items slide down the pile and make noise like pots and pans.

Meanwhile, outside, the men are already beginning to disperse, when from across the street the door of the shop bursts open, and an oriental man wheels a brass cart the size of a long peanut stand backwards out of the shop, barely able to fit it through. Be bumbles to get it set longways in front of the shop. The man wears a black bowl derby hat, white striped shirt with black bowtie, black pants and suspenders.

Still moving frantically, he turns the crank as fast as he can, which slowly opens the top of the cart revealing a set of piano keys and brass whistles like you'd see on trains. Setting up the last details the machine begins turning it's gears and begins playing the tune of "Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious."

For best effect, listen along with the song. http://www.niehs.nih.gov/kids/midi/supercal.mid

As if this was not odd enough, this man begins to sing.

Um diddle diddle diddle um diddle ay
Um diddle diddle diddle um diddle ay
SuperPricingCheckaListingExtraValuelicious!
After a hardtack saddle bag or book that is fictitious?
Pistol is whipped out and you got no cent to your name.
If it fits on a shelf then ta me it's all the same!
Um diddle diddle diddle um diddle ay
Um diddle diddle diddle um diddle ay
Back when I was a fool and young I had a little dream.
I'd own a little shop that was more than it would seem.
This place would have a name unlike any one before.
I can explain how it's said but not what it stands for
Oh, SuperPricingCheckaListingExtraValuelicious!
You may think a place like this does not deserve such a name.
I assure you unfair business is far from my aim.
SuperPricingCheckaListingExtra-DEADBODY!!

Tripping over the wine cask in his showmanship, the music machine, as if on cue ends it's 32 year
life span at that very moment in the most exuberant way possible. A pressure build up of steam
shoots a bolt across the croud comically taking out a random standerby. The machine falls apart
then and there.

[Armchair]

The Gunstar Hero.

After blanking out for the last few minutes he finally came to, "Oh yes, ok I'm here!" he exclaimed to bewildering looks from the others. "Oh, I blacked out, it happens from time to time. But anyhoo the fellers I'm after are Shotgun Grim and Jack Cougar. Got like, a 10k bounty on their heads and I aims to collect."

He turned to Willy, "Don't worry I won't cash in on ya since there are bigger fish to fry."

He turned to Buzzard, "I remember you, you still owe me that dollar for pluggin that injun from so far away."

He turned to O'Conner, "I suggest you follow what the feller says and go more low-key, ya filthy drunkard."

He turned back to Will McWillson and said "Yeah ok, that's fine."

Then some random passer-by got capped by a stray bolt and Gunstar just cracked up to the extreme.

[Buzzard]

"Oh yeah," said Michael, "I totally forgot about that. I'll pay you when I gots the money. Now, I don't know about you, but I'm gonna go investigate that explosion." said Michael as he turned just in time to see the bolt flying towards his head.