- Posting Speed
- Slow As Molasses
- Online Availability
- NEVER
- Writing Levels
- Adept
- Douche
- Preferred Character Gender
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- Surrealism, Surreal Horror (Think Tim Burton), Steampunk, Sci-Fi Fantasy, Spaghetti Westerns, Mercenaries, Dieselpunk, Cyberpunk, Historical fantasies
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"Besides...I only know of a handful of bounty hunters that would even brother carrying large firearms. It just doesn't fit my style, I'm a miner by birth and blood. But with all the ice mining is because less and less needed, you know? With Sion's rapid terraforming processes and the such." Garnet was more or less just gabbing with the bartender at this point.
However, the bartender was now focused on Spinel and the fact that she had brought up the fact he had wet himself.... Garnet then took a quick glance over at the new voice. Judging by the way she was dressed, that women had to be a city slicker. Much like before, Garnet bit her tongue. She knew as being a miner by blood, she'd have issues with a rich girl turned bounty hunter...
But then something even more surreal occurred, that pistol wielding bum showed up. He looked like shit, meaning he had probably trailed Garnet all the way here....Was he the one responsible for sabotaging her bike?
[/BG]However, the bartender was now focused on Spinel and the fact that she had brought up the fact he had wet himself.... Garnet then took a quick glance over at the new voice. Judging by the way she was dressed, that women had to be a city slicker. Much like before, Garnet bit her tongue. She knew as being a miner by blood, she'd have issues with a rich girl turned bounty hunter...
But then something even more surreal occurred, that pistol wielding bum showed up. He looked like shit, meaning he had probably trailed Garnet all the way here....Was he the one responsible for sabotaging her bike?