Old days I miss

When I first joined.
2 big gangs.
Joined one betrayed the other.
First noticed sheriffs are a thing.
Thought sheriffs are godly players with their one shot guns.
But are they really?
More you play,
Better you see things,
More you play,
Worse you get.
More you play,
Weirder you get.
When the bandit trackers were a thing,
When you used to go around every town,
Track the nearest bandit,
And go hunt them down,
No fancy stuff,
Just full leather with a carcano.
When people first noticed you,
But you didn't notice them,
Made friends with some people on the road,
With no idea who they are.
How cold you feel when you got backstabbed,
How satisfied when you got your revenge.
This is all
About who you are.
But for real,
Who are you?
A Killer? A Miner? A Friend?
The day when someone who was your target,
But time past,
He got better everyday.
The person finally woke up,
From the sleep,
When he doesn't say things like the past no more.
"No point to come, I'll hq when you're at 300 blocks"
When once I arrived without him knowing,
How he still got away,
by jumping out of the window with a horse.
When you see a random with a pistol,
Kill one of your best men,
You went for him,
You died too.
You thought he was just a random,
But in fact,
How were you in the past?
And how people look at you?
When someone with a jesus skin,
Hanging out with a cactus,
Does it look normal?
Yes it does,
But look at it now?
When we actually know the 2 people?
The cactus and the jesus skin guy.
When you see a sheriff online,
She's really friendly and nice.
But what else can happen?
Can you become friends?
You're a mafia godfather,
And she's a cop,
What do you think?
Isn't this when You're waiting a ship at a airport?
Or a fish in love with a cat?
But when she got an alt,
Everything has changed,
You became friends.
Fun times.
When you had no idea that you're on the leaderboard already.
When someone first started using alts for combat backups.
When someone first started logging to escape death.
When someone first started actually hacking.
The game isn't fun anymore.
When all you do is compare with each other,
When all you do is kill someone and brag a whole page about yourself on the forums.
When you die you write things to accuse someone's hacking.
When all you do is trying to be the king of the hill.
Things change,
Just like the waves,
Soon as the first wave hit the beach,
The water goes into sand and disappear.
And the second wave behind it takes its place.
The same thing happens to the second wave,
And the third wave...
Things change.
When you just dream to see someone say "If you're within 300 blocks, I'm gonna hq"
When you just dream someone to jump out of the window and run on a horse.
When you just dream to see you're the best friends with a sheriff.
When you just dream to accuse someone aimbot.
When you just dream the days with a carcano .
Why do time have to go so fast?
I haven't enjoyed it enough yet.
And you're this point already.
Maybe blind my eyes?
Let me find out things from foggy to clearly again?
When I realize sheriffs aren't dangerous again?
Give me a chance to remake my bad decisions again?
Perhaps let me enjoy the old times again?
I just want everything all over again.
Just like in my dreams,
How I dreamed I was in China,
In my room filled with all kinds of creepy reptiles & fishes.
And there is my chair,
And the laptop I became legend on.
When I first joined the game after warz and war.
I felt like I will just be a player,
Never thought I would be #1 on the leaderboard,
A true mafia godfather,
One of the best players,
How I can rule a world myself,
And be a true Legend.
No matter who you are.
You can be a Legend just like me.
Maybe its just not the right time for you.
When people say "WildWest will be so much better without this man named Joker"
Maybe it will,
Maybe it won't.
You already saw the first part,
And you have experienced the second part.
Like I said about the waves,
Before I came,
CROW controls the game,
After I came,
I control the game,
I replaced the position of CROW.
But one day,
I'll be gone too,
And someone will replace me.
Let it be you.
Be smart and find a way to have a relationship with the gangs.
Be mindful and have your own ways to win fights.
Be skillful and rekt everyone you see.
No doubts the one day is near,
The one day when I'm the past,
When Poker - Cards - CardZ - CardX becomes fossils,
And I believe you young man,
I believe you will be the one replacing my place.
Goodluck on your Wild West Adventure!
Best Wishes
- Joker




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