Wild West Diary

Hallo lil' cowboys! it's rakiac here , and i'm making this thread for two reasons:
I wanted to know how my writing skills were in the thread "Heroic Fight" and if those who see wild west forums to find fun and not salt, wanted more of them.
I have a plan for those stories: weekly, i'll get you a chapter of everything that happened in a 5-day time of my non-epic adventures. i'll try to make a extense but non extense chapter of them and eventually making a book or a series of the server. for now, the second chapter it's here, nothing really important.

To get whoever hasn't yet readed that thread in lore:
My name is Rakiac, and when things go out crazy and bloody, i'm a maniac. nothing else to explain, my grandmaster teached me the old technique of wind which few people can use. once crows attacked us and we couldn't do anything for it, i went right ahead into the battle to defend our small town, but we loosed, i was bleeding and hungry, and my grandmaster was dead when i returned to see him, i'll avenge him no costs. but in that meanwhile i found out a gang which i can use to get comfort with, cards, a strange name, but doesn't really matters, some people there are nice to others and me, but some don't even talk with their teammates. in one of those runs to make money, a teammate dies and i can't do anything for him, i just watch him suffer while i run away. and heroic act.

(yes i play league of legends a lot)

(in this timeline, or right in the server crow it's supposed to be the bad guy and cardx the good one, tho consider things may be inverted or someone will dislike it, i highly thanks everyone who supported my first thread and who agrees with this, if crow has any trouble with being the bad side just make sure to tell me via PM, if no troubles with that, and, some acts will not be as happened in the server, to give the stories more acts and senses. everything said, i begin the page 20 of the diary.)

Wild west diary, page n°20:
My performance, begins, it's time to shine and make money. i'm going to coco base to proccess and make money, i hope everything goes good and i win all the fights, this time i don't have twister to save us, or anyone far than her. i guess there's no choice.

(there's a ink of blood here)
yes, that's the blood of our victims, they were camping right head to the drug proccessor, he must be tired of watching all the death that occurs around him, but he can't do anything for it, he must be a crazy man of few words, specially the guy at wildgrass base which name i still can't get.

Whatever, i entered the room with my sawed off and shoot right in their chests. i gathered steel tempest, but i didn't see like throwing a tornado in those conditions would help, since they were already dead.

We proccess for a couple hours, and when we're talking about some stuff, i saw them entering right in the door, my revenge intentions carried me so bad i couldn't resist to get the first shot in their heads, i taked down one of them, but was too late when i realized she was dead. i throw myself to kill him with my katana, knockup him in the air and slash him while those damaging seconds, when i slam him to the ground i notice some kind of shine in the door, and going to it , i suddenly wake up. i see twister in the right bed and her in the left one, everything was a dream? and i ask to her "did we die?" she answers me "appears to".

And in the act, we died, and that guy survived. i see there's no true death in this world, as it appears to. it still hurts me when a teammate dies, because i remember my grandmaster. it kinda hurts me i loosed that fight, since every slash, every hit looked so real and deadly, but i see i was wrong, i sorta hurted him , but not until the death. and with this i remember, "then my grandmaster it's not dead?" this is somekind of a power not everyone has. what does it mean? i found out those questions never were going to be answered.

My windblade needs some rest, since that power takes a lot from me and my courage. it still hurts as a sabre does, and i can fight as twister did. and now i ask him, "pal, thanks for that sacrifice" he answered "it's just a scratch in the huge scar".

Crow won a second? time. but they will not win the next one, i promise. as my heartbeat goes down, and i fell sleep. i look trough the window and see the beatiful night. (totally fake night) those stars shine trough the window, and the live goes trough, it kinda makes me feel happy that i'll never really die.

"i bloom in the middle of carnage, like a flower, at the dawn"-

And the next days comes out. the clock is ticking for blood, money, and drugs. but the door it's just going to be oppened by a sheriff.

(the next page it's sticked to this one, it's really hard to unlock it. maybe if i get possitive comments and time i can read it)